OOM: Orpheus

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve has had a busy day--busier than he anticipated, in fact, and he'd rather go back to base fresh than worn out.

And he has the key Orpheus gave him.

So it's one supersoldier, one sleepy shower and a solid eight hours later, who's asleep in Orpheus's bed.



[ooc: Adult content warning.]

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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I think it's another metabolism thing. But are you warming up?"

[golden_lyre]

"Yeah," Orpheus murmurs, kissing him again. "You're pretty good at that."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles and kisses him back.

[golden_lyre]

"What have you been up to?" Orpheus whispers against his lips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Getting ready to ship out," Steve says softly.

[golden_lyre]

"I thought you already had?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shakes his head. "We've been preparing, and the weapons and uniforms are ready now. In a couple days we head back to the continent."

[golden_lyre]

"What are you heading back for?" Orpheus asks, tracing his fingers along Steve's cheek.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Destroying the HYDRA factories. I saw a map when I was rescuing Bucky and my unit is going to focus on them."

[golden_lyre]

"And you're not afraid that each factory you destroy will produce a dozen more?"

It's a serious question, okay?

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve snorts and shoves him a little. "No. I am not worried about that. We're cauterizing the stumps, not just cutting off the heads."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs a bit. "Just making sure."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses him. "You're not going to worry about me, are you?"

[golden_lyre]

"Maybe a little," Orpheus admits.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, sweetheart," murmurs Steve and kisses him a few more times. "Let me show you something."

He gets out of bed and goes to the chair where he usually hangs his jacket, and brings a large round shield back to the bed.

"This is my shield. It's made from the rarest metal on earth. It's completely vibration-absorbent. It's bullet-proof."

[golden_lyre]

"A shield is not infallible, lovely," Orpheus points out. "Plenty of men have died without sword or bullet ever piercing their shield."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I know," Steve says and taps his fingers against the shield, making it ring. "But this is just the simplest technology that's protecting us."

[golden_lyre]

"Nothing is perfect, though," Orpheus says. "And the world has a way of finding enemies to match its heroes."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve leans the shield against the bed and climbs back in. He takes Orpheus's face in his hands and kisses him tenderly.

"I promise I will come back to you."

He kisses Orpheus again.

[golden_lyre]

"Don't," Orpheus says quietly. "Don't promise something you might not be able to do."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve ducks his head and looks at Orpheus through his lashes.

"Don't you have faith in me, sweetheart?"

[golden_lyre]

"Of course, I do," Orpheus says, leaning his forehead against Steve's. "I fully believe you'll succeed in whatever quests you go on."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Then trust me on this," Steve says gently, caressing his cheek. "This is the most important thing I will ever do."

[golden_lyre]

"I know, lovely. I'm not asking you not to go. I'm still allowed to worry."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve caresses Orpheus's forehead, brushing back his hair.

"You're so much sweeter than you know."