The Ocean Club Resort, Paradise Island, Bahamas

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Watts and Steven had arrived at their hotel, unpacked, and then promptly headed out with a basket of cold drinks and snacks to spend some time on the beach. Which was literally right outside their door.

"Oh, this is perfect," Watts said with a contented sigh as he took in the view.

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Steven didn't look, because this was one of those moments where it was better if he didn't think too much about what he was doing. Similar to dancing and ice skating, he'd simply get in his own way.

Instead he went ahead and got lubricant on his fingers, then reached to start preparing himself.

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Watts, on the other hand, was paying rapt attention to everything Steven was doing.

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Steven caught a glimpse of Llewellyn out of the corner of his eye. He blushed but not unhappily so.

He added another finger in as he worked himself.

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"Beautiful," Watts sighed, the hand he wasn't using to prop himself up with drifting downwards so he could stroke himself, slow and lazy.

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Steven was looking down, so he noticed Llewellyn's hand more easily than his expression. It brought about another blush, but also a smile. Steven worked his fingers in and out, unconsciously mirroring Llewellyn's pace.

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"That's it," Watts crooned encouragingly. "Just like that, darling."

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Steven's cheeks blushed redder. He focused on putting another finger in so he wouldn't get off course by having too many thoughts again.

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Watts was having a lot of thoughts. Mostly of the impatient kind, as much as he was thoroughly enjoying watching Steven.

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Steven worked until he felt ready... then went past that because he wanted to be certain. Then he finally looked at Llewellyn. "I think that's all right?"

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Watts nodded, his eyes dark with desire as he reached for the bottle of lubricant to get himself ready.

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Now Steven let himself watch, since he figured there was no harm if there was a little distraction now that he was ready.

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Watts grinned at Steven as he shifted so that he was laying on his back once more. "Ready?" he asked, once he was finished with the lube.

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Steven needed a moment. He cleared his throat, then managed to say, "Ready."

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"Come here then, darling," Watts entreated, gesturing for Steven to do so.

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Steven moved forward, going to straddle Llewellyn once more. "Like this?"

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"Like so," Watts said, settling his hands on Steven's hips.

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Steven then moved carefully, adjusting himself and reaching so that he could slowly get Llewellyn inside of him.

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Watts couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips as Steven moved himself into place.

"Oh," he managed. "Yes. Just like that, darling."

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Steven eased himself down until Llewellyn was in him fully. He stayed there, taking in the feeling of the two of them being connected. "That - that's nice."

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"Mmm," Watts hummed, rocking his hips upward. "You feel wonderful."

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Steven gasped, as Llewellyn's movement felt rather pleasant, actually.

"You - erm - look nice," Steven said, his voice breathless. "From here, I mean."

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"Thank you," Watts said, one hand sliding upwards until he was cupping Steven's cheek. "As do you. My beautiful husband."

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"Thank you." Steven brushed his cheek against Llewellyn's hand. He shifted, enjoying the sensation of Llewellyn inside of him. "Feels amazing."

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"Yes," Watts agreed, thrusting upwards again. "So good."

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"Oh - " Steven gasped as Llewellyn's thrust hit him in just the right away. He rocked down, trying to replicate the motion.