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]

"Gods," Orpheus murmurs, hands moving to Steve's ass, spreading his cheeks. He closes the distance between them, spitting into his hand and slicking his cock with it before lining up and pushing in slowly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve arches and throws back his head with a groan.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus pushes himself deep into Steve, holding himself still a moment.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's breath hitches and he looks into the mirror to see Orpheus, his eyes dark and hazy.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' eyes are locked on the reflection of Steve's face, heavy-lidded, pupils blown. He nips lightly at Steve's throat as he starts to move.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Christ," Steve breathes.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grips Steve's hips tightly, fucking him in a slow, deep rhythm.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes back to take him in, grunting.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nuzzles the back of his neck, one arm wrapping around Steve's chest.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve puts his hand over Orpheus's.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' free hand moves to Steve's cock, stroking in time with his thrusts.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve bends forward, crying out.

[golden_lyre]

"So beautiful," Orpheus breathes. "So responsive."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rumbles a chuckle and brings Orpheus's hand to his mouth to kiss his mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles breathlessly, hips moving faster and harder, rattling the sink and mirror.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

[ooc: Gah, meant that to be "kiss his palm."]

Steve rocks back to meet him, soft moans spilling from his mouth.

[golden_lyre]

[ooc: *pets* I figured.]


Orpheus' grip tightens, stroking Steve firmly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes into his hand insistently, close to coming, and drags his eyes to the mirror again to watch their faces.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' breath comes low and quick. "Fuck, lovely...come with me..." His hips jerk forward harshly, his back bowing as he starts to come.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's legs tremble and he shouts, coming in spurts over Orpheus's hand.

...it's possible he pulls the sink slightly away from the wall as well.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus leans against him, gasping for breath.

He looks down after a moment and laughs quietly. "That good, hm?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"What?" and then, "Oh, dear," when he sees the sink. "Well, I don't think I broke the pipes."

He laughs quietly and presses back against Orpheus.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses his shoulder. "Maybe we should get an upgrade..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Or just somebody in to fix it."

He closes his eyes with a sigh.

[golden_lyre]

"I was thinking more so that we could do this again without breaking anything," Orpheus murmurs, nuzzling behind his ear.