OOM: Orpheus

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve has Orpheus.

Steve has pie.

Steve doesn't know which one he wants to eat first.



... this is the dirtiest thing Steve has ever thought.

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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus dries himself quickly and pulls Steve close for another kiss.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve doesn't pick him up this time, though his hands grip Orpheus's ass like he wants to.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus wouldn't mind this time. When Steve's hands move to his ass, Orpheus presses closer, groaning softly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve hitches him up, hands under his ass, and fumbles to open the door.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slides his arm around Steve's shoulders to steady himself, reaching one hand back to help with the door.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve crosses the room and drops Orpheus onto the bed, and then throws himself onto him, kissing him fiercely.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus wraps himself around Steve, arms and legs, moaning into the kiss.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Do you want this, darlin'?" Steve whispers, grinding against him. "Is this what you want? You want me to fuck you?"

[golden_lyre]

"Gods, yes," Orpheus groans, rolling his hips up to meet Steve's. "Fuck me, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes his fingers into Orpheus's mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus sucks them eagerly, eyes on Steve's face.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve licks his lips, watching Orpheus, and then pulls his fingers out and opens Orpheus's legs with a hand on his thigh.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus easily parts his legs for Steve, eyes darkening, breath quickening.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes his fingers into Orpheus's body, watching his face.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lets out a low moan, his lips parted. He grips Steve's shoulder tightly with one hand.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve nuzzles his face, his fingers twisting inside him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' toes curl, and he pants softly into Steve's ear.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses down his cheek and whispers in Orpheus's ear, "I love the feel of you, so tight and hot around me. I love when you surround me. I love being inside you. I just want to sink into you and never leave."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans, shivering down his spine. "Yes," he moans, fingers digging in to Steve's shoulder. "Do it. Fuck me. Stay inside me."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve groans and withdraws his fingers. He kisses Orpheus's throat quickly before hunting down the oil and slicking up his cock.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' breath comes low and quick as he watches.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes in his slick fingers once more, trying to prepare Orpheus even though he's shaking with need.


[ooc: Wee pause? Back is killing me, gonna try a shower.]

[golden_lyre]

"It's okay," Orpheus murmurs, curling a leg around Steve's hip. "I'm ready."


[ooc: Kaykay. Feel better!]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rests on his arms and looks down at Orpheus's face. He holds Orpheus's hip with a trembling hand and arches into him with a groan.


[ooc: Thanks. Much better now, I think.]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans, his head falling back, biting his lip.


[ooc: Yay!]