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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[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.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's fingers curl and he throws back his head, and comes with a shout.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus swallows around him, still humming, tongue soothing over the length of Steve's cock as he slowly pulls his mouth off. He leans his forehead against Steve's hip, eyes closing.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve strokes Opheus's hair, gazing at him tenderly.

"D'you wanna eat or just go to bed?" he murmurs.

[golden_lyre]

He nuzzles Steve's thigh a moment before looking up at him. "We should eat," he says, voice rough.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve bends, holding Orpheus's face, and murmurs, "Okay," as he kisses him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses him slowly, curling a hand around the back of Steve's neck and slowly standing, forehead pressed to Steve's.

"I love you," he whispers. "Nothing in my life has ever been permanent, but love...never ceases to be a miracle, divinity..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I love you too," Steve whispers, keeping their foreheads pressed together. "I love you so, so, so much, sweetheart."

He'd hitch up his pants, but that would require letting go of Orpheus and he is reluctant to do that.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses him again, slow and easy. Eventually he pulls back a little, tugging Steve's pants up for him. "Did I ruin dinner?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Never." He glances at the stove. "I don't think the meat got too badly burned..."

[golden_lyre]

"Good." He smiles, carefully tucking Steve's dick back into his shorts and doing up his pants again.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's body does a little shiver to settle into his clothes again.

"Okay. Where was I?" He runs his hands through his hair.

[golden_lyre]

"Making sure the steak didn't burn?" Orpheus offers, finally pulling away to pull out a couple glasses and pour the wine.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yeah...and now they need to finish cooking." He moves the pan back onto the burner.