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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[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.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles faintly beneath the blindfold. "Yeah, sweetheart?"

[golden_lyre]

"You were perfect," Orpheus whispers, moving to untie the knot and pull the tie away from Steve's eyes.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve covers his eyes, grimacing.

"Bright."

After a moment he takes his hand away, and smiles genuinely at Orpheus. "I think I was getting into it, at the end."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grins and settles against him. "I'm glad," he says, kissing Steve's shoulder.

"You can always say no, you know."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Someday I might, but I wanted to try it."

His smile turns mischievous. "I might want to try it again."


[ooc: bedtime.]

[golden_lyre]

"Might you?" He laughs and kisses Steve. "I think I could make that happen."


[ooc: Goodnight!]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I think I liked being completely in your hands," Steve says softly, hands on Orpheus's chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles and lays his hand on top of Steve's. "You're not the only one who can take care of people."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"You've always taken good care of me, honey," Steve whispers, raising his head to kiss Orpheus.