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]

"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."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moves his arms over his head and grins.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums softly as he traces his fingertips all along Steve's arms, the same song he was humming earlier.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve fingers twitch a little, but he doesn't otherwise move.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' hands move slowly, thoroughly, his fingers sliding over the muscles in Steve's arms, teasing over his armpits, before tugging at his shirt to get it off.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve sits up a little to make getting the shirt off easier.

[golden_lyre]

Once it's off, Orpheus settles in again, sliding his hands over Steve's chest, caressing his skin.