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]

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.

[golden_lyre]

"Steve, Steve, Steve," Orpheus cries out as he comes, fingers twisting in Steve's hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls off slowly, his fingers coming to rest inside Orpheus. He licks Orpheus's cock gently.

[golden_lyre]

"Mmmm, lovely," Orpheus murmurs, fingers stroking through Steve's hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses his hip. "Can I fuck you?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles lazily at him. "Yeah, you definitely can."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve grins and kisses him, and reaches for the lube.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles and stretches and spreads his legs for Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve slicks his cock and kneels between Orpheus's legs. He dips his head to kiss him deeply.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus loops his arms around Steve's shoulders, humming into the kiss.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve grasps Orpheus's hip to raise him up, and slides into him.

[golden_lyre]

"Steve," Orpheus groans, burying his face in Steve's neck.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans in response, his rhythm steady and, for the moment, gentle.


[ooc Bedtime.]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums against his skin, shifting to move with Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses Orpheus's lips, and smiles as he rests their foreheads together.

"Wanna be slow," he whispers.

[golden_lyre]

"I can tell," he murmurs, fingers trailing over Steve's back.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Is that okay?" His lips slide down Orpheus's neck.

[golden_lyre]

"Yeah, it's definitely okay," he whispers, tilting his head back.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses down his neck. His hips barely rock, as his hands slide down Orpheus's back to his ass.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums softly, stroking over Steve's back.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses under his jaw, combing his fingers through Orpheus's hair.