thekidfrombrooklyn | OOM: Orpheus

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"Should we have made a libation with this before we started drinking?" Steve asks quietly, smiling, as they climb the stairs.

Steve positions himself between Orpheus's thighs ad grasps his hips. He slides in with a shuddering sigh.

"Gods, yes," Orpheus groans, fingers digging in again, leaving marks on Steve's shoulders for just a moment.

Steve exhales a laugh against Orpheus's lips, and then kisses him, sweet and deep.

[ooc: Bedtime.]

Edited 2016-01-27 07:22 (UTC)

Orpheus moans softly into the kiss, his hips shifting, encouraging Steve to move.

[ooc: Goodnight!]

Steve does, just a tiny teasing thrust, his hand in Orpheus's hair and his tongue in Orpheus's mouth.

"Yes," Orpheus breathes, pushing back to meet him. "More, lovely...."

Steve kisses him again and rolls his hips deeper.

"Perfect," Orpheus murmurs, tangling his fingers in Steve's hair.

"Perfect, huh?" Steve kisses Orpheus's neck, his rhythm still easy and gentle.