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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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I love you, music man," Steve whispers. "No matter what else the world brings."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus takes in a deep breath and lets it out slowly. "I...I believe you."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Good," Steve whispers as he kisses Orpheus's neck.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus settles against him again, fingers tracing along Steve's shoulder.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"My man," Steve whispers, kissing down his shoulder.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles. "All yours, my love."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve starts kissing Orpheus's chest. "Beautiful, he murmurs, "and sweet," kiss, "and so," kiss, "so," kiss, "sexy."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums softly, sliding his fingers into Steve's hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses down his stomach.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus arches toward him slightly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pauses and looks up at Orpheus.

There miiiiiiiiiight be a twinkle in his eye.

"Do you want me to go on, honey?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs breathlessly. "Always, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Good," Steve murmurs and keeps his eyes fixed on Orpheus's as he slides Orpheus's cock between his lips.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus keeps his eyes on Steve until his lips close over Orpheus' cock and then he lets his eyes drift shut.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve sucks him slowly, his hand lazily stroking the shaft.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums low in his throat, a slow build of arousal in the tune.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve sucks him harder, following the music.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' song deepens as Steve's mouth works over him, getting more sensual, more explicitly erotic.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls off to suck on his fingers, then takes Orpheus's cock back into his mouth as he slides a wet finger into him.

[golden_lyre]

"Gods, yes," Orpheus groans, his song trailing off.


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve strokes deep inside him, Orpheus's cock in his throat.


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus gasps sharply, head falling back, moaning loudly. "Fuck...Steve...so good."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve slides a second finger into him, stretching him open.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes...gods," Orpheus groans, toes curling.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve sucks him harder, head bobbing, fingers working into him as deep as they can reach.