[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 kisses him hungrily, his hips moving faster, hand gripping tighter.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve grabs Orpheus's head to keep kissing him, making soft desperate sounds, shoving his cock into Orpheus's hand.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' hips slap into Steve's ass, pushing him into his hand as well. He nips at Steve's lips, groaning low in his throat.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve starts moaning louder, his rhythm erratic.

[golden_lyre]

"That's it, lovely," Orpheus murmurs, his voice breathless. "Almost there."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes," Steve groans, "almost--"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans loudly, his hips stuttering, jerking forward as he starts to come, teeth closing around his shoulder.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's hand slaps the wall and he comes with a low sound almost like pain.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' hips gradually slow, and he nuzzles Steve's shoulder, kissing the marks left by his teeth.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve strokes Orpheus's hair clumsily.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums happily into his skin. After a moment, he pulls away with a groan, smiling.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve turns to look at him and leans heavily against the wall.

"Wow."

[golden_lyre]

"Not bad, hm?" Orpheus asks, leaning in to kiss him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

His arms go around Orpheus's neck. "Not bad at all."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses him again.

"Let's finish the day in bed, shall we?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve nods and turns the water off.

"I think I'll sleep like a log."

[golden_lyre]

"I definitely will," Orpheus agrees, grabbing a towel for himself and one for Steve as he steps out of the shower.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve steps out and takes the towel, and starts drying his hair.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus watches him out of the corner of his eye as he dries himself.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve doesn't notice--or at least, doesn't let on if he does.

[ooc: Sorry for disappearing--compy was acting up and there were updates and it went on forever...]

[golden_lyre]

When Orpheus finishes drying himself, he pauses to kiss Steve's shoulder before heading back into the bedroom.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve hangs the towels back up and joins Orpheus in bed, lying on his side so they'll face each other. Presuming Orpheus doesn't turn his back on Steve, which occurs to him may be possible.

[golden_lyre]

He doesn't. (Because what if Steve spooned him? What would he do then?)

Instead, he tucks an arm under his head and rests his free hand on Steve's hip lightly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

(Let himself be cuddled? The horror.)

Steve strokes Orpheus's arm. He blinks slowly, sleepily.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus curls his arm around Steve's waist, tugging him closer. "Go to sleep, soldier boy."