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Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Afternoon

If there was anything amiss on the island, Watts was unaware, as he and Steven had done their usual Saturday routine of heading off-island for services and running errands, and then back home where Watts would get to baking and then piano practice.

Today, since strawberry season was officially upon them, he was making strawberry shortcake, slicing the strawberries slowly and methodically as he waited for the biscuits to finish baking.

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"We could probably manage if you wanted to remain clothed," Watts acknowledged, taking the question literally. "Though you'd have to undo your trousers at the least."

The question had been meant literally, so that worked out. "You seemed to prefer it that way earlier?"

"I like seeing all of you," Watts said. He gave Steven a thoughtful look. "Is that- surprising?"

"More flattering?" Steven said, after giving it some thought. "I'm glad that you do?"

"You are a beautiful man, Steven Grant. Physically- and your heart as well."

"Thank you," Steven said. "It's filled with love for you, you know."

"Something that astounds and delights me every single day," Watts replied.

"Good." Steven gave Llewellyn a kiss, then stepped back and gestured to himself. "Shall I? Or did you prefer upstairs?"

"Perfectly amenable to either option," Watts said, with a matching gesture that indicated Steven could decide.

Steven looked torn. "I rather like upstairs, since we can relax after. But that requires tidying."

"We'd have to tidy either way, eventually," Watts pointed out.

"True," Steven said. He considered it more. "I think I'd rather tidy now than after? Clean up, then go upstairs?"

"It's a plan," Watts said, leaning in to steal one more kiss for good measure.

Steven stole a couple more in return, because why not? Wasn't as though they were on a schedule of some kind.

The only thing that kept Watts from lingering in the kisses even longer was the promise of more once they were done with the tidying, so after the last of those kisses he quickly turned back to the counter, briskly covering the bowls of strawberries and whipped topping and putting them back in the refrigerator.

Steven helped where he could, either by doing the washing up in the sink or putting things in the dishwashing cupboard as appropriate.

"All right," Watts said, reaching for Steven's hand and lacing their fingers together before heading for the kitchen doorway. "Upstairs with us."

Steven gave Llewellyn's hand a squeeze. "Upstairs with you."

Which was more or less what Llewellyn had said but from a slightly different angle.

"Wouldn't be nearly as much fun without each other," Watts agreed.

"I just like that I get to be with you," Steven said. "In general and for naughty things."

"Foolishness of all sorts," Watts said, leading Steven up the stairs. "Now and always."

Steven lingered a little just so he could enjoy the feel of Llewellyn leading. "I like the sort of foolishness which means I get to appreciate your company."

"I like that you appreciate it," Watts said, turning to smile back at Steven. "So many have not, it's a refreshing change of pace."

"Their loss, you ask me," Steven said. "Very much my gain. I have the treasure of you all for myself."

Watts felt a warmth spread through him at Steven's words. Not the same kind of warmth he'd experienced after being pounced on in the kitchen earlier, but the kind that came with being told he belonged somewhere. That he was wanted.

"You have me," he agreed. "Now and always."

	
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