OOM: Orpheus

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve keeps his arm around Orpheus until they're well into the apartment. "Keep me company in the kitchen?" he says, sliding his fingers just above the waistband of Orpheus's jeans.


[ooc: Adult shenanigans within.]

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[golden_lyre]

"I don't want to put that on you," he murmurs, nuzzling Steve's shoulder a little.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Okay, honey," Steve murmurs.

"I need to get the rest of the salad ready while this cooks."

[golden_lyre]

"Does that mean I have to let you go?" Orpheus teases.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Well, if you really want me to drag you around the kitchen I will." He moves toward the fridge.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shuffles along behind him, smiling against his shoulder. "You're warm and comfortable," he says. "Solid."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Thank you, honey." He takes Orpheus's hand a moment to kiss his palm, and then gets the vegetables out of the fridge.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus presses a kiss to his shoulder. "You're welcome," he murmurs, a little amused.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve tugs Orpheus to the sink to wash the vegetables.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles softly as he shuffles behind.


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smirks and starts humming as he gets out a clean cutting board.


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nuzzles the back of his neck. "Are you going to sing to me, lovely?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I could do that, if you'd like." He starts chopping the vegetables. "What would you like to hear?"

[golden_lyre]

"Anything you like," he murmurs, stroking his finger over Steve's chest.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve thinks for a moment, then softly begins to sing.

"Before you met me, I was all right but things were kind of heavy...you brought me to life, now every February you'll be my Valentine, Valentine..."

The look on his face is pure mischief.

[ooc: Doing laptop maintenance so am tagging on iPad. Will be slow and error-ridden.]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans and shakes his head. "I think this century is a bad influence on you."


[ooc: No worries. I'll be kind of slow myself.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"let's go all the way tonight," Steve sings, "no regrets, just love..."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus pokes his side. "Now you're just being cruel."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve puts down the knife, turns, and sweeps Orpheus into his arms. "You make me feel like a teenage dream," he sings as he waltzes Orpheus around the kitchen. "My heart stops when you look at me, just one touch and, baby, I believe this is real...don't ever look back, don't ever look back..."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus tries to keep himself from laughing, shaking his head as Steve turns them. He leans in for a kiss just to shut him up.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds Orpheus's face as they kiss, smiling.

[golden_lyre]

"Smart ass," Orpheus murmurs against his lips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"You love me," Steve answers, giving him a look through his lashes.

[golden_lyre]

"I do," he agrees, leaning in for another kiss.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses him gladly, his arms sliding around Orpheus's neck.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus leans against him, slowly deepening the kiss.


[ooc: Bedtime.]