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]

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.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus loops his arms around Steve shoulders, his expression hazy as he returns the kiss. "Beautiful," he whispers.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve slowly rocks his hips, letting his lips catch on Orpheus's.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans a bit breathlessly, moving with Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses up his neck, a hand thrust in his hair.

[golden_lyre]

"Mmm, Steve," Orpheus breathes, his head falling back again.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve lets his head fall back too, breathing harder through his open lips, and his eyes close a moment as he begins to shake.

[golden_lyre]

"Come on, lovely," Orpheus murmurs, fingers stroking down the back of his neck. "Let me feel you...let me hear you."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve groans, his eyes focusing hazily on Orpheus's, and he rocks up hard as a spasm crosses his face.

His body sags and he buries his face in Orpheus's chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus keeps his arms around Steve's shoulders, sliding his hand down Steve's spine, cheek resting against Steve's hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I love it when you take over," Steve whispers. "You always have such good ideas."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles and kisses his temple.

"You have good ideas too, lovely."