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.]

Comments

[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.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses him back, his fingers in Orpheus's hair.

[Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus, pushes him back against the counter, hands at his hips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve reaches out to move the pan of sizzling meat from the hot burner to an unlit one, and then buries his hand in Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lets his hand slide up Steve's back, and he nips lightly at Steve's lip, tugging it between his teeth.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve gasps and pushes his hips against Orpheus's.

[golden_lyre]

"Fuck, lovely," he groans, hands moving to open Steve's trousers.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve arches to him with a soft, "Yeah, honey."

[golden_lyre]

With a smile, Orpheus slides onto his knees, tugging Steve's pants out of the way and pulling out his dick.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's head falls back, and he runs his hand lovingly through Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus glances up at him before he drags his tongue slowly up the length of Steve's cock, lips wrapping around the tip and sucking gently.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve breathes, "Oh...," his eyes squeezed shut.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' mouth moves over him slowly, his hands curling around Steve's hips, thumbs stroking over the bones.


[ooc: bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rocks his hips slowly, his moans soft and encouraging.


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums around him, taking him deep again and again. He's not taking his time here.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's legs begin to quiver, and he grabs the counter to keep himself upright. "Orpheus, honey, oh--"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums a little louder, encouraging, his hand sliding between Steve's legs to tease over his balls.