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]

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.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's hands shove deep into Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

Excruciatingly slowly, Orpheus slides his mouth down Steve's length, gradually taking him as deep as he can.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's fingers twitch. His body is rigid with his effort not to thrust.

[golden_lyre]

Just as slowly, Orpheus pulls his mouth off. "It's okay to thrust," he whispers, his voice a little gruff. "You can fuck my mouth."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Orpheus," Steve nearly whines and directs Orpheus's mouth back to his cock.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus eagerly takes Steve's cock back into his mouth, his fingers curling around Steve's hips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Permission given, Steve lets go and thrusts with abandon.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans loudly, relaxing his throat for Steve, timing his breathing around Steve's thrusts.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's head thumps against the wall, his eyes squeezed shut and his mouth open.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums around him, his hands sliding over Steve's thighs.