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]

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.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He moves faster, his head thrown back and sweat dripping down his body.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes, yes," she whines, fingers digging into his shoulder. "Almost, lovely..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

He cries out, "Orpheus!" fucking her hard and fast enough that he'll be embarrassed to think about later.

[golden_lyre]

It's just what she wants, though she'll probably be sore later. Before long, she throws her head back, coming with a loud cry, body pulsing around him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls out at the last moment and comes on her thigh.

He leans against her, gasping for breath.

[golden_lyre]

She curls her arms around his shoulders, panting into his hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve sweeps her hair back from her face and whispers, "Love you, honey," as he gently kisses her mouth.

[golden_lyre]

"Love you," Orpheus murmurs against his lips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles, gazing at her through his lashes.

"Gosh, you're pretty," he murmurs, rubbing his thumb along her cheekbone.

[golden_lyre]

She frowns a little, brow furrowing, and leans her forehead against his, eyes closing.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"What?" Steve murmurs.

[golden_lyre]

She blinks her eyes open, hesitant to say anything, but they'd said they'd talk about everything, so...

"I worry you'd like me better like this. That this is what you really want."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, honey," Steve says and kisses her, holding her face. "I'd love you no matter what you looked like. And this is nice, it really is.

"But I miss your beard." He runs his fingers along her jaw.