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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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Amazingly, Steven had been distracted enough that he'd fallen behind. He quickly got rid of the rest of his clothing, leaving it in a pile to be worried about at a later time. "There we are. Balanced indeed. Where would you like me?"

"The bed?" Watts suggested. "However you're comfortable."

"With you?" Steven made grabby hands in Llewellyn's direction. "I'm very comfortable when you're near me."

"It wouldn't be very effective were I not there with you," Watts said, wrapping his arms around Steven and tugging them both down on to the bed.

"Could still let you know that was my preference," Steven replied. He let himself be so tugged, but then leaned forward on purpose so that they hopefully both fell onto the mattress together.

And tumble they did, Watts rolling so he ended up on top of Steven, grinning playfully down at him.

Steven likewise grinned back up. He wrapped his arms around Llewellyn's shoulders. "Much better."

"Mmmm, I quite like this," he agreed, leaning down to kiss Steven, grinding his hips against him at the same time.

"You too?" Steven murmured as he kissed Llewellyn back. He rocked up in return, giving them both something to grind against.

"Properly balanced," Watts reiterated.

"You are very comfortable," Steven agreed, but with a grin amongst those kisses which said Steven knew that wasn't what Llewellyn meant.

"I am," Watts agreed, pressing his hips against Steven again.

Steven giggled appreciatively. He rocked up towards Llewellyn again, angling for a kiss as well.

Watts was happy to oblige with that kiss, one hand ambling downwards to wrap around Steven's length, giving it a stroke.

Steven moaned, since the heat in his body had only somewhat banked since having Llewellyn in his mouth. It didn't take much contact for him to feel hot and needy again.

Which was Watts's goal, the heat in his own body building once more as he'd had some time to recover.

Steven held Llewellyn tighter, letting some of his hunger show in the kiss.

"Mmmm, mine," Watts hummed happily, continuing those slow, lazy strokes.

"Very much yours," Steven said. The squirming he did to get more of Llewellyn's touch indicated he meant both in general and specifically what Llewellyn was holding.

Watts let out a delighted laugh. "All ready for me," he said, pleased.

"Told you you were attractive," Steven said with a grin.

"You did," Watts acknowledged. "I like knowing I can do this to you," he admitted.

"You're very handsome," Steven reminded him. He squirmed, trying to get more of Llewellyn's touch. "And I like that you want to."

"I do," Watts practically purred, happily obliging Steven's unvoiced request with another stroke. "Very much so."

Steven squirmed more as Llewellyn's touch felt even better. "Only you can, you know. You're the only one I want. The only one I love."

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