Midnight Manor Private Residence, Sunday Afternoon

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It was Parents' Weekend, and Watts was- well, Watts was trying not to think too much on why he didn't have any visitors yet again.

Hence distracting himself with baking and his husband. Baking with his husband. Specifically brownies, that were in the oven and nearly done.

"Come here," Watts told Steven. "You've got a bit of-" he gestured at the corner of his mouth.

Did Steven actually have anything there, or was Watts just looking for an excuse? Did it matter?

[ooc: for the husband and NFB please.]

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"Oh?" Steven tilted his head up for whatever Llewellyn had in mind. It was all good in Steven's opinion, really.

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Watts leaned in to press a kiss to the corner of Steven's mouth, tongue darting out briefly to lick that bit of brownie batter that was definitely there, really.

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Steven chuckled as he returned the kiss. "How gallant."

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"I do what I can," Watts said solemnly.

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Steven moved his arms up around Llewellyn's shoulders. "What did I do to earn the most thoughtful husband in all the worlds?"

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"Be utterly charming and clever," Watts replied.

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"Thank you," Steven said. "I'll have to do my best to keep it up then, won't I?"

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"You've already got me for life, but I won't object to your continuing to be so," Watts told him.

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Steven felt warmth bloom inside of him. "For life? Promise?"

Yes, that had technically been the whole point of the wedding vows. But it was nice to hear reminders.

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"For now and always," Watts said. "We've a lifetime of experiences to try out together, remember?"

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"Indeed we do," Steven said. And followed that up with another kiss, because another kiss was required in that moment. Possibly several.

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"All sorts of places to visit, activities to attempt..." Watts murmured.

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"Food to nibble on," Steven added. Though he seemed to be nibbling on his husband more than anything.

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"A variety of tasty treats," Watts agreed.

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"Something sweet to be certain," Steven said.

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"As sweet as I am sweet on you," Watts added.

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"Something rich as well then, I see," Steven said. "If it's that sweet."

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"I do indeed feel like a rich man, having you," Watts said. "My rare one, my treasure."

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Steven melted even more. He nuzzled Llewellyn's cheek while they were kissing. "My husband is a sweet talker as well, I think."

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"For the right man, indeed," Watts told him.

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Steven leaned in, pressing his forehead against Llewellyn's. "Thank you for thinking of me that way. Helping me see myself that way."

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"You're very welcome," Watts told him. "I'm glad to."

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"You're the most precious thing to me," Steven said. He brushed his hand against Llewellyn's cheek. "Husband."

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"I like that," Watts said softly, leaning in to the touch. "Being wanted."

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Steven wrapped his arms around Llewellyn's shoulders to hug him tightly. "You are very wanted, Llew. Wanted so much I ache with it."