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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[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!]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses over Orpheus's chest as he rocks into him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grips Steve's hip with one hand, his other arm sliding around Steve's shoulders.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve goes more slowly than he usually does with Orpheus, rocking until he can slide easily, and then begins to thrust. All the while he kisses Orpheus's chest and face and mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' face scrunches as if in concentration as Steve moves, focusing on the feel of being filled.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls back to watch Orpheus's face, cradling his head in his hand. he drops a kiss on Orpheus's mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses him deep and slow, fingers curling into his hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans happily against his lips.

[golden_lyre]

"Steve," Orpheus breathes, almost like a prayer.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve takes it as a request for more kisses, and so kisses him deeper, tongue circling around his mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus will take that. He sucks on Steve's tongue, growling low in his chest.


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve makes yummy sounds as he runs his hands over Orpheus's chest.


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus clings to him, rocking his hips faster, urging Steve on.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve speeds up, his arms on either side of Orpheus's head. His lips curl back from his teeth.