OOM: Orpheus

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve keeps his hand on Orpheus's back as they go upstairs -- to a new room, unused by either of them. He's quiet, too, his thoughts still on the Russian-speaking man downstairs.

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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus drags his mouth down Steve's chest and stomach, letting his teeth scrape a little.


[ooc: Sleep well!]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve lets out a soft, "Ah, ah," type of moan and his stomach trembles. His legs shift restlessly.

[golden_lyre]

Humming softly against Steve's skin, Orpheus mouths along his hip, nipping sharply at the bone before moving back to trace the muscles in his abdomen with his tongue.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, God," Steve says faintly. His face is slack with bliss.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums a bit louder, a low tune of desire, his tongue moving along to the curve of Steve's hip, along the top of his thigh.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve hardly needs the help -- his nipples and cock are hard, his body is started to dot with perspiration, his toes curl in anticipation.

[golden_lyre]

It's more a release for Orpheus than anything else. His mouth keeps moving, teeth scraping along the inside of Steve's thigh, hands moving to ease Steve's legs apart, stroking over his thighs.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve parts his legs with a faint whimper. He caresses Orpheus's side with his toes.

[golden_lyre]

"Gods, my love," Orpheus murmurs against his skin, breathless. "You are perfect."

His tongue slides up Steve's leg until it laves over his balls.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs breathlessly, his hips arching. "If you say so, Orpheus."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus sucks one of Steve's balls into his mouth, chuckling around it, his hands sliding up Steve's sides.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's arm tenses a moment as if he wants to take Orpheus's hand. He makes a small growl of frustration, and then pushes into Orpheus's mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles softly around him. His fingers move to tease over Steve's nipples at the same time his mouth moves to drag his tongue up the length of Steve's cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's entire body shudders, and he exhales hoarsely, "Jesus, Orpheus."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grins up at him and then wraps his lips around the tip, sucking hard. As he does, he hums a little again, coaxing the lube closer so he can slick his fingers.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rocks up into his mouth, lips parted, his fingers curling into his palms.

[golden_lyre]

Once his fingers are coated, Orpheus shifts to let Steve push into his mouth, bringing his hand around to rub over Steve's entrance slowly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh," Steve breathes, "oh, darlin'..." He opens his legs wider, lifting his knees, silently begging for more.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus keeps teasing him, his tongue pressing just under the head of his cock. He takes Steve a little deeper, humming around him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans Orpheus's name, his hands clenches and twisting inside the looped belts. His legs tremble. His cock pulses against Orpheus's lips.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slowly pulls his mouth off, looking up at Steve's face as he rubs just a little harder, not pushing in just yet. "Gods, I love the way you look right now, the way you sound."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I want you so much," Steve whispers. "I want to satisfy you."

[golden_lyre]

"And you will, my love," Orpheus murmurs, flicking his tongue over the tip of Steve's cock and pushing a finger into him. "You always do."


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve cries out, his body arching.


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus works him open quickly, keeping his mouth on Steve's cock as he does, licking and sucking, teasing over the tip and down the shaft.