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'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.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus pours a bit of oil into his hand and reaches behind himself to slick Steve's cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans, closing his eyes.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shifts back, bracing his free hand against Steve's chest and watching Steve's face as he slowly lowers himself onto Steve's cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes up slowly, his face slack with bliss.

[golden_lyre]

"Ohhhh, lovely," Orpheus moans, sinking onto Steve, his head falling back.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve runs his hand up Orpheus's chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus holds himself still for just a moment before starting to roll his hips, just barely moving.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve tries not to push, he really does. His hands grip and re-grip Orpheus's hips.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' breathing is strained, and he steadies himself with both hands on Steve's shoulders as he starts to move in earnest, raising himself up and dropping back down again quickly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve begins to move to his rhythm, watching his face.

[golden_lyre]

"Talk to me, lovely," Orpheus murmurs after a moment, gripping Steve's shoulders tightly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"You're so beautiful," Steve gasps. "You feel so good. I could watch you all night."

A hand slides down Orpheus's hip to wrap around his cock.

[golden_lyre]

"Ngh, fuck," Orpheus groans, shifting his angle to push into Steve's hand as well as back onto his cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I love fucking you," Steve groans.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus moans. "Oh, gods...I...I love your voice..." He moves faster, taking Steve as deep as he can, hovering on the edge of release.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Come on, honey," Steve tells him, his hand flying over Orpheus's cock, "come for me, you can do it, I want to see that beautiful face."

[golden_lyre]

"Yes, yes, fuck," Orpheus groans, his head thrown back, thighs tightening around Steve's hips as he comes.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, that's it," Steve whispers as his hand slows. "That's it, honey. God, yes."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' hips jerk, and he shudders as Steve strokes him, gradually stilling.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve removes his hand and then sits up and kisses him, arms wrapping around his waist.