pocketpretzels | Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Afternoon

"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.

Steven was more than fine with that. He leaned in closer, possibly risking tipping his stool if he did too much, so he could rest his hand on Llewellyn's chest as he kept kissing back.

The problem with stools versus chairs was that clambering on to Steven's lap would be... somewhat precarious. A thought that occurred to Watts halfway through sliding off his own stool, so there was sort of an- awkward flailing happening as he attempted to get properly re-seated while also not stopping the kiss.

Trying to sit again was probably not helped by Steven attempting to pull Llewellyn closer as soon as he stood up. He wouldn't do it so strongly that Llewellyn couldn't sit back down again if he cared to, but Steven did like close.

... You know what? Maybe he could just- stand here? And keep kissing?

Yeah, that sounded good.

That was very good as far as Steven was concerned. He wrapped his arms around Llewellyn's shoulders and pulled him close, licking and sucking at his lips all the while.

"Mmm," A happy little moan escaped those lips at the sensations Steven was providing, as he pressed in as close as possible.

Steven scooted forward, parting his legs so that Llewellyn could stand between them if he was so inclined. Not exactly being in a lap, but near?

It involved being nice and near to Steven, which is what Watts was after, slotting himself in as soon as it became obvious what Steven was doing.

Steven hooked his legs around Llewellyn, holding him close that way in addition to the arms around his shoulders.

"Love you," Steven murmured in between all of that kissing.

"Love you too," Watts sighed contentedly. Yes, they had treats to finish (was it really dessert if they hadn't yet had dinner?), but those could wait another few moments, surely.

"Perfect, wonderful - " Steven said, kissing him between each word.

"Charming, beautiful..." Watts countered.

"Poetic, caring..." Steven replied.

"Clever, talented..."

"Brilliant, romantic..." Steven said.

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