pocketpretzels | Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Afternoon

"All right," Watts said. "I don't- wish to be party to anything that would cause you distress."

Just because he occasionally had to point out that distress and other negative feelings were, unfortunately, part and parcel of being a person, didn't mean he wanted any of that for Steven.

"We're sort of matched there," Steven said, giving Llewellyn a soft smile. "Because I want the same for you."

"Ever my Gentleman Knight," Watts said fondly.

"My dearest detective," Steven replied in kind. "Looking out for me."

"What a good partner does," Watts said, leaning over to kiss Steven's cheek.

"He makes delicious strawberry shortcakes as well," Steven said. "This is delicious."

"Thank you," Watts said, looking pleased by the compliment.

"Made with love," Steven said. He nodded decisively as he took another bite. "Makes it taste better."

That last part was said while he was chewing, so perhaps it was not as clear as Steven hoped.

Ah, but Watts had known Steven for three years now, so he was somewhat versed in deciphering such utterances. "Does it now?" he asked. "Is that a fact?"

Steven swallowed, then smiled at Llewellyn. "It is. Scientific and all."

Watts had his own, perfectly good shortcake he could eat and see for himself.

Instead, he was leaning over to steal a kiss.

Steven kissed back, his lips likely still tasting of strawberry.

"You're right," he murmured. "Delicious."

Steven giggled. "So are you."

He was aware Llewellyn hadn't sampled shortcake yet.

"Flirt," Watts said, grinning.

"Not my fault you're always sweet," Steven replied. His grin suggested he was aware this was still flirting.

"I am glad I appeal to your... tastes," Watts said, giving Steven a warm look.

Steven giggled again, this time with a blush as well. "Usually do."

"Hah!" Watts barked, clearly delighted with Steven's boldness, before he shoveled a mouthful of shortcake into his own mouth.

Steven smiled, shyly pleased with himself. He watched Llewellyn as he ate. "Good, isn't it?"

"I'm pleased with it," Watts agreed.

"Perhaps I should make sure?" Steven asked. Then he leaned in for a kiss.

Watts was all for that, making a pleased noise as he kissed back.

Steven let the kiss linger, lightly sucking at Llewellyn's lips to get any taste of dessert from them.

Another pleased noise, and Watts brought one hand up to cup Steven's cheek as the kiss continued.

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