[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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[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."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moves closer gladly and tucks himself against Orpheus every way he can fit.

"I still can't believe we did this. We spent a whole day in bed."

He yawns.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs at the action and the words.

"Yes, and who'd have thought it would be so tiring?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs against Orpheus's neck. "I suspected."

[golden_lyre]

"That's because you're smart as well as beautiful," Orpheus murmurs, fingers trailing over his spine.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve nuzzles him under his chin. "Thank you, sweetheart."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses his hair. "Any time, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve lays down his head. He tries to keep his eyes open, but it's losing battle.

"...really glad I met you," he murmurs.

[golden_lyre]

"You too, Galahad," Orpheus whispers, kissing him one more time before letting his own eyes close.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

There's one more soft press of lips, and Steve sleeps.

[golden_lyre]

[ooc: D'awww...]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

[ooc: They are surprisingly adorable. I keep waiting for it to fall apart.]