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After this conversation with Orpheus, Steve figured it was only a matter of time before he'd have a chance to actually tell people. And so it's only a few days later when he's in another TV studio, getting ready to go on camera.

The big difference is that for the first time, Orpheus is with him. It's hard to keep his eyes off him, and the makeup artist has to remind him once or twice, "Chin up, please, Captain."

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"What do you want to do, honey?" Steve whispers, kissing him, and then smiles mischievously. "Do you want it fast or slow?"

Orpheus laughs softly, rolling his hips up to meet Steve's. "Slow, I think," he murmurs.

Steve hums in agreement, sliding his hands up and down Orpheus's chest and back as they kiss.

"And what would you like, my love?" Orpheus murmurs, curling a leg up over Steve's hip.

"I don't know yet," Steve whispers as he kisses Orpheus's neck. "This is kinda nice."

Orpheus tilts his head back. "Mm, it is.

Steve kisses Orpheus's neck leisurely, down to his shoulder.

Orpheus hums softly, content.

[ooc: Going to take a quick nap.]

Steve pushes up Orpheus's shirt, stroking his stomach and chest, as he lightly kisses over Orpheus's face.

[ooc: Kaykay.]

[ooc: Sorry, fighting off a migraine here. I'm going to call it a night.]

[ooc: Get some rest, love. Feel better!]

Orpheus laughs softly, fingertips lightly stroking over Steve's back.

Steve smiles at him.

And then blows a raspberry on his stomach.

He laughs louder, threading his fingers into Steve's hair.

Steve laughs against his skin, and kisses down Orpheus's hips and he pushes down his jeans.

Orpheus arches up his hips to help him get the jeans off.

Steve runs his nose along Orpheus's legs.

[ooc: Gmail's new layout is evil :(.]

Orpheus lets out a slow breath.

[ooc: It is. You can get rid of it fairly easily.]

Steve kisses his knees and takes off his shoes.

[ooc: Oh, hallelujah. I heard there wasn't a way to do that, but I found it]

Orpheus laughs softly.

Steve runs his hands up Orpheus's thighs.

"So... any ideas of what you want yet?"

"I thought you were happy with what we were doing, lovely."

"I am, but I'm also happy when I give you want you want." He runs his nails over Orpheus's calf.

Orpheus shivers slightly. "I want you, Steve. That's all."

"Oh, honey," Steve whispers, and crawls up his body to kiss his mouth.