Halloween [Orpheus]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve carries Orpheus into their room, nuzzling Orpheus's face and paying little attention to the path he takes.

He sets Orpheus carefully on the bed with one more long kiss. When he pulls away he whispers, "Gosh, you're pretty, sweetheart."

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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"You're probably right..."

Steve runs his hands down Orpheus's sides as they kiss.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus leans into the touches, humming softly against Steve's lips.


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Different," Steve murmurs. "Curves."


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

"Yes, there would be," Orpheus murmurs in response, trailing her hands over Steve's chest.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses her, his touch gentle, and then whispers, "Tell me what to do. I don't really know what to do."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs softly. "I'm not entirely sure I remember," she whispers. "Touch me as you usually would."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yeah, but--"

He does a little Shut up, Steve, headshake and kisses her neck.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs again, Steve's uncertainty making her feel a little better. As Steve's lips move over her skin, she curls her hand around his, slowly bringing it up to her breast.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve glances at her, then watches as his hand tentatively squeezes her breast.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus gasps softly, chest expanding, then laughs once more and pushes herself up a little. "Here, lovely, help me out of this dress."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, yes," Steve murmurs and slides his hands to her back.

[golden_lyre]

She shifts a little to help him get it unzipped, leaning up to kiss his throat as he did.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He unzips her dress, and then traces his fingertips over her bare back.

[golden_lyre]

She shivers lightly, sliding her arms from the dress. Underwear doesn't seem to be a thing she takes to in either gender.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls her dress from her arms, and then...stares.


"...oh. Oh my."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus arches an eyebrow at him. "Oh my?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He traces the slope of her breast. "I. Um."

[golden_lyre]

She shivers, arching up toward him. "You um?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes." He smiles at her and sweeps his thumb over a nipple. "May I kiss you here?"

[golden_lyre]

Goosebumps rise on her skin as he touches her. "You may kiss me wherever you like, my love."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He kisses her mouth lightly, and then slides his lips down her neck to her chest, and takes her nipple in his mouth.

[golden_lyre]

She moans softly, the sound just as musical in a different register. Her hand moves to his hair, fingers tangling in it.

"Gods, yes..."


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve wraps his hands around her waist and sets about making love to her breasts with his tongue and lips.


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shivers, arching toward his mouth. "Ah, my love..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Your skin is so sweet," he whispers as he kisses her stomach.