Midnight Manor Private Residence, Monday Evening

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A Thanksgiving feast, even when just for two(ish) people, was still a feast, and thus had required both yesterday and today to be properly prepared. Most of the dishes were the same as last year: the main along with the side dishes of vegetables, potatoes, and stuffing. And yes, of course there were dinner rolls.

New this year was a soup and simple garden salad. Dessert was also the same as last year, with apple cake and butter tarts (along with a batch of the non-vegan variety that had been set aside for Marc).

"It looks fantastic," Watts said, surveying everything laid out on the dining room table. "Will you light the candles, then, while I go fetch us a bottle of wine?"

[ooc: for the beau!]

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As Steven continued stroking, Watts's hips jutted forward, seeking more of that wonderful sensation.

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Steven smiled against Llewellyn's skin when he felt that reaction. He kept kissing, taking his time to attempt to kiss every inch of Llewellyn's abdomen as he stroked.

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"That's good," Watts managed, following another pleased moan. "Nice. Yes."

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Steven took that as encouragement to keep going, now kissing up and down Llewellyn's thighs.

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It really was difficult to stay still when faced with so many pleasant sensations, wasn't it? Watts was certainly having trouble with that, his hips twitching up again in search of more.

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Steven provided that more as he began to kiss up and down Llewellyn's length, moving his hand to caress Llewellyn's thigh instead.

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"Oh. Oh. That's. You're. Perfect," Watts sighed happily. "Perfect."

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Steven felt warm all over at the feedback. He tried to return the favor by wrapping his lips around Llewellyn and taking him as far into his mouth as he could.

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The moan that elicited was long and deep (heh), and Watts couldn't help the way his hips moved, seeking more of that wonderful wet heat.

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Steven gave a hum of his own, deliberately trying to drive the vibrations into Llewellyn's body so he could enjoy them. He moved his hand up from Llewellyn's thigh to toy with his nipple while he did.

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The brief disappointment as Steven removed his hand from Watts's thigh was very brief indeed, little sparks of pleasure jolting through him as Steven played with his nipple.

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Brief though it may have been, Steven still glanced up - his mouth full - and made a kind of questioning sound to make sure he was doing what Llewellyn wanted.

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"You're- yes," Watts managed, striking his hand through Steven's hair in an attempt to answer that questioning look.

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Steven relaxed and returned his focus to what he was doing. He gave another hum to show he understood. And also to hum, since he knew that felt nice.

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And indeed: "S'nice," Watts sighed out. "Just like that."

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Steven was happy to take direction. He kept humming as he worked his mouth up and down. No particular tune, just adding vibrations to the mix.

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Watts responded with great enthusiasm, hips jutting upwards and the hand in Steven's hair tightening, though he was careful not to pull.

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Steven made a happy sound at Llewellyn's reactions, encouraging him to do more of the same. He sucked harder, moving his hand to toy with Llewellyn's other nipple now.

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Watts made an inquiring noise, even as his movements changed from an almost instinctive twitching of his hips to a more deliberate thrusting.

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Steven made a sound of encouragement. He shifted position so that one hand could continue to rub and toy with Llewellyn's nipple while the other reached down to cup him. Steven tried working his mouth in a way to match Llewellyn's thrusts, even easing as needed if Llewellyn wanted to take over.

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He didn't; at least, not in this moment, thoroughly enjoying everything Steven's mouth and hands were doing.

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Steven had no problems continuing then. He resumed sucking, trying to get Llewellyn as far into his mouth as possible. He massaged with the hand that was cupping Llewellyn as the other lightly rubbed small circles. Touching and feeling and trying to make Llewellyn feel cared for and happy.

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And he did, oh he absolutely did, his mouth and his touch sending waves of pleasure through Watts, building and building.

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Steven kept going. He could sense Llewellyn's pleasure so he kept at exactly what he was doing, sucking and humming and massaging and touching. Then reaching back and pressing fingers into that spot Llewellyn liked so much.

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It was a nice spot, a good spot! As evidenced by the loud moan Watts let out when he did so.

Though the volume of said moan had him biting down on his tongue after a moment.