Hyatt Regency Cairo West, Cairo, Egypt

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Watts and Steven had arrived in Cairo earlier that afternoon, but hadn't done much more than drop their bags in the room before heading out to do a little sightseeing of the city on foot and of course picking up some Koshary for dinner.

Now, though, they were back in the hotel room and getting properly settled in. "Oh, that view is marvelous," Watts commented, looking out the window.

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Steven kissed back, trying to press upward as their lips connected.

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Watts, meanwhile, was rocking back down on to Steven, the result of their moving together sending him nice and deep. "Oh," he groaned. "Perfect."

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"Good," Steven said. His breath was coming quicker but he kept his focus on Llewellyn. "Keep going. Just as you like, love."

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Watts kept going at the pace they'd established for a little while, and then, almost like a switch had flipped, started moving faster, rocking himself up and down on Steven with more force.

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Steven moaned as that felt very nice for the both of them, actually. He held on to Llewellyn's hips, trying to help Llewellyn find the angle and purchase he needed to get as much pleasure as possible.

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"Oh yes," Watts breathed. "That's- I need-" he stumbled over the words, full sentences a bit too much at the moment.

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"I have you," Steven said, his own voice rough with desire as he kept moving with Llewellyn. "It's all right. You're with me."

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"Exactly," Watts's breath hitched. "Exactly as- I want. To be."

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Steven moved one hand up to cup Llewellyn's cheek, the other staying on his hip to help guide him as they rocked together. "Always with me. In my heart, love. My dearest."

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Watts closed his eyes, nuzzling in to that touch, Steven's words adding to the pleasure already coursing through him.

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"So handsome like this," Steven said, gasping. "All mine. I - I love you so much."

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"Yours," Watts replied. "I love you. I love you," he repeated.

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Steven surged up to kiss Llewellyn hungrily, trying to show his desire and love with actions as much as words.

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And Watts responded to that kiss with energy and enthusiasm as the pleasure within him continued to build.

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Steven kissed him back, his hunger showing as he kept rocking into Llewellyn, trying to make sure to hit Llewellyn just right with each time they pressed together.

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He was doing an excellent job. a fact that Watts did his best to try and convey through the litany of praises he offered Steven between kisses.

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Steven murmured something back that sounded like an I love you. At least as best it could as muffled as it was.

He made encouraging noises as well, trying to let Llewellyn know it was all right to take what he needed.

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Watts could feel himself getting closer to that peak, his movements speeding up once again as he sought to bring himself higher and higher.

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Steven moved with him, dropping his hand back down so that both hands were on Llewellyn's hips, helping him to get the sensations that he needed. Steven's own desire was building but he held off, wanting Llewellyn to reach his first.

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Watts's hands were on Steven's shoulders, his grip getting tighter as he chased that feeling, getting closer and closer, until finally-

In contrast to their time at the cabin, Watts was once again biting down on his tongue as he climaxed, stifling the shout he wanted to make.

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Steven tried to kiss him. Both because he wanted to, and because he had hope it might give Llewellyn freedom to make noise if he knew it would be muffled.

Either way, Steven kept going, doing what he could to help Llewellyn feel as good as possible.

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Kissing was absolutely a better alternative than biting down on his tongue, yes. Far more pleasant. As were the sensations as he continued to ride out that climax.

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Steven made soft approving noises of his own as he kept kissing. He moved his hands around to Llewellyn's backside to help guide him as they moved, drinking in the sights, sounds, and feeling of Llewellyn's pleasure.

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Watts's answering noises were along the lines of contentment, now, though he was still very cognizant, as they kept moving, of the fact that Steven had yet to reach his own climax.

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Steven was aware of that too. But he wanted to make sure Llewellyn was fully taken care of first. So he watched for signs of that happening. Assuming Llewellyn didn't - ahem - take matters into his own hands first. So to speak.