[OOM: Orpheus]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

In the past twelve hours, Steve has been dressed for exactly two of them. he and Orpheus have slept, lounged, talked, necked (and more, wink wink), ate and slept some more. He's listened to Orpheus hum and even sing a little, and he's watched Orpheus sleep and stroked his hair, and felt equally happy doing both.

This has been one of the ... best days of Steve's life.



[ooc: Preemptive adult content warning.]

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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' fingers trace a quick notation over Steve's back.

"I'm not sure I have any fantasies left."

It's a big part of why he wants to know about Steve's.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"None? Not even directly involving me?" He rests his chin on Orpheus's chest again.

[golden_lyre]

"Oh, there are so many things I want to do to you, lovely. I'm just not sure I'd call them fantasies."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles naughtily. "Tell me."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smirks. "Well, for starters, someday soon I want to be inside you."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve licks his lips and nods.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus brushes his thumb over Steve's lower lip. "How do you feel about that?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I want it," Steve says and swallows hard. "I'm nervous about it, I can't lie. But I want it."

[golden_lyre]

"I'll be gentle," Orpheus promises, his voice low and gruff. "I'll make it so good for you, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I know you will." He kisses Orpheus slowly, and stays close as he whispers, "You always have."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus'fingers move through Steve's hair as he returns the kiss, his other hand resting at Steve's hip, keeping him close.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Tell me more," Steve whispers, nuzzling him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles. "I want you outside," he says. "In the sunlight."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, yes," Steve says, lighting up. "On a blanket, out by the lake?"

[golden_lyre]

"Mm, yes. As the gods intended."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses his chest. "I want to do that soon. I want to know what you taste like in the sunlight."

[golden_lyre]

"We can do that," Orpheus says with a smile.

He flourishes in the sunlight, and part of him feels like that would be like getting Apollo's blessing for all this. Even if it isn't the same sun.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"More," says Steve. "Tell me more."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs. "Hmm...I want to try to play you to orgasm."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Play me?" He raises his eyebrows. "Just through music?"

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus says, grinning.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"That feels like a dare."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shrugs, smirking. "I can do it with some people, but not with everyone."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve tries to look like he's thinking it over. "Would I be allowed to touch myself, or it would be it only the music?"

[golden_lyre]

"No," Orpheus says with a wicked grin. "No touching at all. Just music."