A Cabin in South Tyrol, Italy, Friday Evening

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A day spent indoors had been followed by one where Watts and Steven had visited the nearby town for lunch, as well as a bit of shopping (wine, of course, and a souvenir for Raphael, among other things), and then today?

Well, it had started with a lie-in, followed by French toast for a late (very late) breakfast, and then there had been a knock at the door with some flower deliveries - truly impressive, really, how the Student Council had known to deliver them here despite neither Steven nor Watts providing anyone explicit details regarding their destination.

There had been at least one other delivery as well, thankfully when Steven had been occupied in a manner that meant he hadn't seen who was at the door, which allowed Watts to stash said delivery in the sleeping area with one of his suit jackets to cover it.

And that wasn't even the last of it! Dinner had been dropped off from a not-quite-local restaurant, and having just poured their wine glasses, Watts pulled out Steven's chair with a flourish. "Here we are," he declared.

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"Any excuse to get my arms around you, really," Steven said.

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"Flirt," Watts replied.

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"Handsome," Steven countered.

Then, so it was clear, "You, that is. Are handsome. Easy to flirt with."

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"I enjoy you flirting with me," Watts said. "And flirting back. My rare one."

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"My dearest," Steven replied. He tried adding a saucy wink to that. It was Steven, though, so while winking was achieved the saucy part was debatable.

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It might not have been successfully saucy but much like nearly everything Steven did, Watts certainly found it charming.

"You're going to make me hungry for dessert already." And they still had a spätzle to get through!

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"Best keep eating then," Steven suggested. He offered Llewellyn a piece of carrot from his plate.

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Watts took it with a smile. "Faster we finish, faster we can have that dance," he agreed. And other things. Like the other sort of dessert.

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"Precisely," Steven said, pointing at him with his fork. "And it's no good dancing when hungry."

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"Hard to enjoy that way," Watts agreed. Hunger for something not food was another story entirely, of course.

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"Good to make sure we have stamina as well," Steven said.

Which applied to all sorts of dancing, really.

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"Very important," Watts nodded, hint of a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. Some might even call it saucy.

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Perhaps the sauciness was why Steven leaned over to kiss the corner of Llewellyn's mouth. Or Steven just wanted to kiss him. Or perhaps both.

"Can't have either of us getting too tired before the day is over," Steven said. "There's plenty of romance to come."

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"I do like the sound of that," Watts murmured.

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"There's plenty of romance to come," Steven repeated, grinning.

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"Absolute scoundrel," Watts declared, though it wasn't much of an admonishment the way he he was grinning.

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Steven giggled, proud of himself. "What? You said you liked it!"

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"That I did," Watts said, leaning in to press a light kiss to the tip of Steven's nose.

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That got another giggle out of Steven. "You can do that while we're dancing as well if you like."

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"This too?" he asked, before giving Steven a kiss on the cheek.

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"Oh yes," Steven said. "Either one, in fact."

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"Ah, good," Watts said, placing a kiss on Steven's other cheek. "And here?" he added, with a kiss to his forehead.

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The giggle came back. "Yes, there too."

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"Mustn't forget here," Watts added, with a kiss to Steven's jaw.

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"No, that'd be horrible," Steven agreed. He tapped his finger above his lips. "How about here?"