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.

"Fuck, yes," Orpheus groans, fingers digging into Steve's shoulders.

[ooc: So...January ate me. Completely. I'm so sorry for disappearing!]

Steve chuckles even deeper, fingers opening Orpheus slow and careful.

(Rough can come later.)

[ooc: 's okay. I know you've been busy.]

Orpheus is perfectly fine with slow and careful. For now.

He curls a hand around the back of Steve's neck, tugging him down for a kiss.

[ooc: <333]

Steve kisses him, his mouth open, and only breaks it off to whisper, "Ready for me, darlin'?"

Orpheus gives a soft, breathless laugh. "I'm always ready for you, my love," he mutters, shifting his hips up again.

"You know what I mean," Steve murmurs with a kiss to Orpheus's forehead, and reaches over him for the oil to make himself slick.

"I know," Orpheus agrees, sliding a hand slowly down Steve's chest.

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.