OOM: post-Slenderman with Orpheus

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

After all the ups and downs and adrenaline rushes of the day, one hopes Steve can be forgiven for pushes Orpheus against the door as soon as its closed and kissing him senseless.

[ooc: Contains adult content, and lots of it.]

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[golden_lyre]

"No, I don't think it does," Orpheus says, relaxing against him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve is quiet a while, stroking Orpheus's chest.

"So I'll wish," he says softly, "and do what I can, if you promise to try too."


[ooc: I have "Even a miracle needs a hand" going through my head now.]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus is quiet a moment as well, laying his hand over Steve's.

"All right," he says eventually.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses his cheek.

[golden_lyre]

"I want you to be happy," Orpheus says, shifting to kiss his lips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Honey," Steve says with a quiet laugh, "I am."

[golden_lyre]

"Good," Orpheus says with a smile, kissing him again. "Then I'm content."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses him gently and pulls Orpheus closer to him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus settles against him with a sigh.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve whispers, "What time's your curfew? Don't wanna get you in trouble with your folks," smirking.

[golden_lyre]

"I think I've got some time," Orpheus says with a laugh.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Good, then we can snag." He stops, frowning. "Snug? Dammit, there's a word they use in London and I think it's appropriate ... of course I can't remember it now."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs. "Snog?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"That's the one!" Steve beams. "Snog. Let's snog."

[golden_lyre]

"Yeah, lovely, let's snog," Orpheus agrees with a laugh before settling in to do just that.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve loves kissing as much as he ever did. Slow and deep or quick and light. Mouth, face, neck, chest. Sweet or rough. It's all good to him, fun and exciting and wonderful.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus is more than happy to return them, letting Steve set the tone.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve keeps his hands to Orpheus's face and chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus does the same, though his hands stroke over Steve's back.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve purrs and moves in closer, kisses deeper.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus moans softly, fingers massaging the muscles in Steve's back.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls away to rub their noses together. "What do you want to do, sweetheart?"

[golden_lyre]

"Anything," Orpheus whispers. "I want to touch you everywhere."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rolls onto his back and pulls Orpheus on top of him. "Do it."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles, shifting to sit up over Steve's thighs, his fingers tracing across Steve's shoulders. "Everywhere."