OOM: Orpheus

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve puts down his cup so he can hang his jacket, grab some towels and take off his damp clothes.

"Sorry about that, down by the lake," he says again. "I've spent enough time in the woods lately that they shouldn't seem strange to me."

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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs again, placing his hand over Steve's and moving it to his cheek.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve leaves his hand cupping Orpheus's cheek, thumb touching his lips, so he can feel Orpheus suck him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums low in his throat, taking Steve deep in his throat.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve groans, loud, and his teeth sink into his lower lip.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus fingers dig into Steve's hips, and he slowly pulls his mouth off, pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock.

"I want to take you," he rasps.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes." Steve takes a shaking breath.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slides slowly up Steve's body, kissing him lightly as he reaches in the nightstand for the oil.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve keeps his hands on Orpheus's chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus works carefully to prepare him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes up his hips, breathing harder and clutching at the bedding, and finally gasps, "Orpheus, now, please," in a broken voice.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus growls softly, pulling his hand away and kissing Steve deeply as he lines himself up, slowly pushing into him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve presses his legs to Orpheus's hips, arms around his chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus keeps his forehead pressed to Steve's as he starts to move. "Lovely," he whispers. "You are...so lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve tries to kiss him, and mostly gets his mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus catches his lips, moaning softly. He hitches Steve's legs higher up his hips and gradually moving faster.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve wraps his legs loosely around Orpheus and kisses him, one hand thrust into Orpheus's hair, the moans soft in his throat.

[golden_lyre]

"Oh, my beauty," Orpheus moans against Steve's lips. "My sweet soldier. My courageous hero."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans in a way that sounds like a laugh and buries his face in Orpheus's neck. He reaches between them to tug his cock.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus tugs Steve's ear between his teeth, his breath coming fast and rough.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's fingers dig into Orpheus's back.

[golden_lyre]

"Gods, Steve," Orpheus groans, fucking him harder and faster.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes up to him, legs tightening around him, and shouts hoarsely as he starts to come.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus buries his face in Steve's throat, hips snapping forward, driving himself to completion.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rocks with him, arms around his back.

"Sweet Orpheus," he whispers, kissing his hair. "Lovely, wonderful Orpheus."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans softly into Steve's neck, his hips gradually slowing. "Steve," he whispers.