[OOM: Orpheus - after the release party]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

The record label is putting Orpheus up for the night in a hotel near Central Park. No one looks twice when Orpheus is accompanied by the young man in a striped suit, not that questions would drive Steve from Orpheus's side anyway.

There's champagne and a fruit basket from the hotel, and once Steve has put the LP safely with his luggage, he snags an apple--the food at the party was good but tiny, and he's hungry again--and gets comfortable on the brocade couch as he has a bite and loosens his tie.

It's been something of an overwhelming night.


[ooc: Adult content within.]

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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slowly kisses his way across Steve's chest, lips and tongue dragging over his skin.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve breathes, "Orpheus, dear God..." and rubs his hands over Orpheus's back.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nips lightly at his skin, lips moving lower, teasing over Steve's nipple.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's nipples are hard, and he breathes a little faster.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus takes his time here as well, his teeth catching on Steve's nipple.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans, low, and combs his fingers restlessly through Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus tugs Steve's nipple gently between his teeth.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve whimpers, his fingers digging into Orpheus's skin.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus releases it, kissing it lightly, soothing it with his tongue.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve caresses Orpheus's earlobe, watching him tenderly.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles up at him and moves his mouth to the other nipple.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Sweet Orpheus," Steve murmurs. His heartbeat is rapid and his skin is flushed, but he feels peaceful rather than frenzied, and he likes it.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' mouth works over the other nipple just as thoroughly, lips and teeth and tongue teasing relentlessly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve caresses his ears and his neck, rakes his hands through Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus moves steadily lower, mouth sliding across Steve's skin. He wants to taste him everywhere.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moves his arms over his head, granting Orpheus complete access.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nibbles up his side, nuzzling his armpit.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs, squirming.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grins and nips his pec lightly, moving up to kiss Steve's lips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds Orpheus's face as they kiss.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' hands keep sliding over Steve's skin slowly, caressing whatever they can reach.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shivers and pushes into his hands, kissing him eagerly.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus tugs him a bit closer, tugging Steve's lip between his teeth.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses him harder and more fiercely.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans into the kiss, his hips pushing forward against Steve.