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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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.

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Steven didn't like the idea of Llewellyn holding back or even hurting himself. But the best he could do was to keep going, pressing in and sucking and making noises to encourage Llewellyn not to hold back.

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Not making too much noise was just ingrained in him at this point, even though it had now been years since he'd lived somewhere where quiet was vital to remaining safe, over a year since he'd even lived anywhere he could even be overheard at all. But he was enjoying himself, that much was evident, hips thrusting upward once again as he chased sensation.

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Steven knew and was sympathetic. He hoped with time and patience Llewellyn would eventually feel as though he didn't have to silence himself.

In the meanwhile Steven kept going. He hummed, encouraging Llewellyn's thrusts with his mouth and his hand, happy to let Llewellyn take as much pleasure as he wanted.

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And as that pleasure built, the pace of those thrusts did too, as Watts desperately needed, wanted more.

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Steven made a louder sound - or as loud as he could with his mouth full. He gave Llewellyn's nipple a light pinch, encouraging him to take as much as he wanted no matter how hard he needed to be.

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Thusly encouraged, Watts let himself go, thrusting up in to Steven while various terms of endearment and affection spilled from his lips, albeit not too loudly. "Beautiful, wonderful, oh- perfect..."

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Steven felt that warmth again. He tried to give Llewellyn everything he needed to hit his climax and beyond.

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And indeed, Watts could feel the pleasure building inside of him like a wave, and he tightened his grip in Steven's hair to let him know that he was close, so close, any second now...

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Steven gave Llewellyn a very gentle squeeze to indicate it was all right, he could go. He kept up his sucking and moving, doing everything he could to help get Llewellyn over the edge.

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And with that, Watts let go, succumbing to the wave and everything that came with it, still biting down on his tongue to keep from crying out the way he wanted to.

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Steven made another approving sound. He kept working on Llewellyn, doing everything he could to help Llewellyn hit that high, then easing him down as he crossed the peak.

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Eventually, the intense feelings faded, leaving Watts feeling loose-limbed and sated. Well, mostly. There was still one thing he needed... a gentle tug on Steven's hair, as words weren't quite happening yet, meant as a request to come back up so they were face to face.

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Steven swallowed, and gently let go so he could move where Llewellyn wanted him. He settled in so they were face to face.

"Hello, you."

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Watts pulled him in for a kiss, long and lingering.

"Hello, you," he said when he eventually pulled away.

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Steven sighed happily into that kiss, wrapping his arms around Llewellyn as much as possible.

"Good?" he asked. It seemed so, but he did like feedback on anything he could do better.

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"Mmm, wonderful," Watts said, tone dreamy and satisfied.

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"Good," Steven said. He nestled in against Llewellyn. "I'm grateful for you."

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"Love of my life," Watts tucked a lock of Steven's hair behind his ear. "Don't know what I would do without you."

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Steven melted at that term of endearment. "My dearest Llew. I don't want to be without you either. You're all mine."

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"Every inch of me," Watts agreed happily.

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Steven sighed contentedly. "Those were nice. All your inches."

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Watts laughed softly. "Rather fond of yours, as well. In case you were wondering."

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Amazingly, in spite of all they'd been doing just now, Steven still blushed.

"Yes. Well. Thank you. That - that's very nice."

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"Yes," Watts leaned in to kiss the tip of Steven's nose. "I do believe that was my point."