OOM: Orpheus, NYC

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Now that Steve has a more solid vision of the place he'll build with Orpheus, the utilitarian apartment feels even less like home. He gives the plain walls an impatient look as he and Orpheus walk through to the bedroom.

"I'm itching to get started with renovating," he complains, "and we haven't even found the right location yet."

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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slides a hand up Steve's chest, his hips rolling up to meet Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve places his hand over Orpheus's. His head falls back as he rides Orpheus.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus murmurs encouragements, keeping a hand firmly on Steve's hip.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve groans loudly, stroking Orpheus's hand.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' hand slides slowly down Steve's chest to reach for his cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes, darlin', please," Steve moans, tangling their fingers together around his cock.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus strokes him firmly, hips pushing up to Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rides him faster. Sweat pours down his body.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans, fingers gripping Steve's hip tighter, hand moving faster on his cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve starts to gasp, "Orpheus, Orpheus," as his hand moves down Orpheus's arm to clumsily grasp his wrist.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus groans. "Lovely...come on," he gasps, pushing up harder into Steve's heat.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve cries out, his body arching, as he comes in Orpheus's hand.


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus gasps, thrusting up hard a few more times before spilling into Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve slows his hips to ride out Orpheus's orgasm.

When he finally comes to a stop he curls on top of Orpheus, his head tucked under Orpheus's chin.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus curls his arms around Steve, looping them behind his back. Humming a soft, soothing song, he presses a kiss to Steve's hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve purrs happily and softly kisses Orpheus's shoulder.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus strokes his fingers lightly along Steve's spine, humming low, affection and contentment in the tune.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Love you, music man," Steve whispers.

[golden_lyre]

"Love you too," Orpheus murmurs, kissing his hair again.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes himslff up to look into Orpheus's eyes. "You changed my life, you know."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs softly, touching Steve's cheek. "Everyone you meet changes your life, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Mm," Steve murmurs, tilted his head into Orpheus's touch, "but you're the one who matters most."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus strokes his thumb along Steve's cheekbone, humming thoughtfully. "You changed my life as well."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"For thhe better?" Steve whispers, his eyes closed.

[golden_lyre]

"I like to think so," Orpheus says softly.