OOM: Orpheus

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I have been reading a lot lately," Steve remarks when he unlocks the door to let them in. "So much literature to catch up on."



[ooc: Preemptive adult content warning.]

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[golden_lyre]

"Read anything good?" Orpheus asks, setting his guitar aside and sliding his arms around Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, yes," Steve says as he tugs Orpheus to him. "History books to see how the war ended and what's happened after, books about movies, books about economics, poetry..."

[golden_lyre]

"Poetry, hm?" Orpheus presses against him lightly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"My ma always wanted me to love poetry," Steve murmurs with a kiss to Orpheus's mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles. "So did mine," he murmurs against Steve's lips, kissing him slowly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I found one that made me think of you," Steve whispers between kisses. "Want to hear it?"

[golden_lyre]

"Mmm, yes please," Orpheus murmurs.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve closes his eyes and recites slowly, "'I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent, starving I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disquiets me,
I search the liquid sound of your steps all day.'

"There's more, let me make sure I remember it..." He murmurs to himself for a moment or two, his lips moving.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus drags his lips over Steve's throat as he thinks, unbuttoning his shirt.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve lets his head fall back and whispers, "'I hunger for your sleek laugh,
For your hands the color of the wild grain,
I hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.'"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus makes a feral, growling noise and nips at Steve's skin, his hands sliding across the warm skin of Steve's chest.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"'I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your loveliness,
The nose, sovereign of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,'" Steve gasps.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slowly drags his lips down Steve's neck to his chest, beard rubbing over Steve's skin.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Shivering, Steve slowly whispers the last stanza.

"'And I walk hungry, smelling the twilight
Looking for you, for your hot heart,
Like a puma in the barren wilderness.'"

He rakes his hand through Orpheus's hair.

"I missed you so much when we were apart."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus closes his lips around Steve's nipple, sucking hard. "I missed you too, my love," he murmurs.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve groans, his fingers tangling in Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus drops smoothly to his knees, rubbing his cheek against Steve's groin.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's body arches like bow, and his hand slaps the wall behind his head.

[golden_lyre]

Groaning softly, Orpheus turns his face to mouth Steve's cock through his trousers.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve unzips his trousers with a shaking hand and a soft, "Please."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles, slowly pulling Steve's trousers open. "You want this, lovely? Want me to suck you off?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes, please, yes."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus pulls Steve's shorts down, leaving his trousers in place and just freeing his cock. He leans in to lick a slow stripe from root to tip.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve writhes and inhales with a soft, "Oh..."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus wraps his lips around the tip of Steve's cock, sucking gently as his hand curls around the base.