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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[golden_lyre]

"Mm, yes," Orpheus murmurs, rubbing her thigh against him. "That."


[ooc: Good night!]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's eyes flutter closed. "Whatever you want me to do, I'll do."

[golden_lyre]

"You've already done that, lovely," Orpheus breathes, her lips pressed against his ear. "What do you want?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kneels up, pulling Orpheus with him. "Take you -- fuck you -- hard, like this."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus wraps her arms around Steve's shoulders, pressing against him. "Do it, my love."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes into her slowly, his teeth sinking into his lip.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans, forehead pressed to Steve's.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Okay, honey?" Steve whispers. He shifts one hand to support her, the other cupping the back of her head.

[golden_lyre]

"Yeah," Orpheus breathes, shifting to wrap her legs around his waist. "Yeah, that's perfect."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses her as he begins to thrust.

[ooc: Bedtime.]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus rocks with him as well as she can.


[ooc: Sleep well!]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He kisses her everywhere he can, breasts, face, shoulders, neck.

[golden_lyre]

She moans softly, fingers sliding into his hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He buries his face in her neck, breathing harshly against her skin.

[golden_lyre]

"That's it, my love," she murmurs.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He reaches out a hand to grasp the headboard for balance, his hips still moving in short, sharp jerks.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus keeps an arm curled around his shoulders, reaching her free hand between them, fingers seeking out her clit. "More," she whispers, leaning back. "Please."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He kisses down her chest, and then grasps her hips with both hands and lifts her off his cock. "Standing." He gets off the bed and scoops her up.

[golden_lyre]

She clings to him as he lifts her, laughing breathlessly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He kisses her and leans her against the wall, his hand behind her head to cradle it.

[golden_lyre]

Her legs wrap back around him, and she grins as she sneaks a hand between her legs again. "Fuck me, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He wraps an arm under her bottom and slides back into her.

[golden_lyre]

"Gods, yes," she groans.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He groans with her, his hips snapping as he slams into her.

[golden_lyre]

Her fingers rub furiously over her clit as he moves into her.