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 throws back his head and laughs.

But then he picks up Orpheus and carries him to the bed.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grins, arms curling around Steve's shoulders. He bends to kiss him.


[ooc: Heading out for the evening.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses him, smiling, and whispers, "Can I fuck you like this later?"

[ooc: Have fun!]

[golden_lyre]

Laughing, Orpheus kisses him again. "Oh, yes."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Wondrful," Steve murmurs with another kiss, and then tosses Orpheus onto the bed and climbs onto him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs, arms wrapping back around Steve's shoulders. "Glad you think so, lovely," he murmurs.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rocks his hips against Orpheus's. "You know I like it like that," he murmurs, looking at Orpheus through his lashes. "Supporting you, thrusting into you, your legs wrapped around my hips..."

He slides down Orpheus's body and kisses his chest.

[golden_lyre]

"I know," he breathes, hands skating over Steve's back and shoulders. "And I love the way you fuck me when you're holding me."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Hard," Steve whispers as he pushes up Orpheus's shirt, and he kisses Orpheus's stomach. "You like it when I fuck you hard."

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus agrees, fingers sliding through Steve's hair. "I love it when you fuck me hard."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve chuckles and unbuckles Orpheus's jeans. "You'll get it, honey."

[golden_lyre]

"I know," Orpheus breathes, shifting to help Steve with his jeans. "You always give me what I need."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve grins at him and yanks his jeans to his thighs. He kisses Orpheus's hips as he fumbles with the laces on his boots.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus huffs out a laugh, tangling his fingers in Steve's hair, trying not to get too much in the way.


[ooc: bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve peels off the boots and jeans, and turns Orpheus onto his stomach. He kisses Orpheus's back.

[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shifts beneath him, body arching up to the kiss. He moves to spread his legs a little for Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve licks down his spine, hands holding Orpheus's hips.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus moans softly in anticipation.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve slides his hands down to Orpheus's thighs and holds his legs further apart. He gives his hole a teasing lick before sliding in his tongue as deep as it will go.

[golden_lyre]

"Gods yes, lovely," he murmurs, lifting his hips slightly to push back to Steve's tongue.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls away to kiss the backs of Orpheus's thighs, and then pushes his tongue in again. His licks are slow and deep, quick and teasing, getting him good and wet.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus squirms under him, groaning. His hands fist in the sheets again and again, toes curling. "Steve..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve scratches Orpheus's stomach lightly.

"Yeah, honey?" he mutters into his skin.

[golden_lyre]

"Fuck me," he breathes, forehead dropping onto his arms.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve drapes himself over Orpheus and slides his hands up Orpheus's arms to hold his hands. "Are you sure you're ready, love?" He rocks his still-clothed hips against Orpheus's ass.