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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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve huffs a laugh, toes curling.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles and kisses his ankles.

"Turn over, lovely," he murmurs, his voice low and gruff.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moves onto his stomach and rests his head on his folded arms.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus leans up to reach under Steve and undo his trousers, tugging them down slowly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve arches his hips, not at all suggestively, nope nope.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus moans softly anyway.

He tosses Steve's trousers to the side and lets his hands slide up the backs of Steve's legs.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shivers and looks at Orpheus over his shoulder.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slides up a bit, briefly cupping Steve's ass in both hands before moving to slide over his back, his eyes on Steve's.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve licks his lips and his eye grow wider.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus intends to make good on his promise to touch Steve everywhere before he moves on to anything else. He bends to press a kiss to the base of Steve's spine as his hands continue over Steve's back and shoulders.

"What do you want, lovely?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I want you to do what you want with me," Steve whispers.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus considers this a moment, sliding up to kiss the back of Steve's neck. "Turn over," he whispers.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moves eagerly onto his back.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus settles on his hips, leaning in to kiss Steve slowly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds his face as he kisses back.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus braces his eyes on either side of Steve's head, his hips rolling slowly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds Orpheus by the waist and rolls his hips in response.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus falls into a smooth, easy rhythm, gradually deepening the kiss.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rocks against him, kissing him, hands stroking slowly over Orpheus's back.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans softly, nipping at his lip.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's tongue darts out to touch Orpheus's mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' pulls back a bit to reach in the nightstand for the oil.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's breath quickens and he opens his legs.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shakes his head, nudging Steve's legs back together. "No, lovely. I want to ride you."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh," Steve breathes, "oh, yes, honey." He slides his hands up Orpheus's thighs.