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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[golden_lyre]

"Try," Orpheus corrects. "At least give me that much. You'll try."


[ooc: goodnight!]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve sighs.

"Of course I'll try. But trying implies the possibility of failure, and I'm not going to fail."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus sighs as well, rubbing a hand over his face.

"You can't know that, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rests his chin on Orpheus's chest and gazes at him.

"If it makes you feel better...I will try. And when the war's over we'll laugh at you ever could doubt me."

[golden_lyre]

"A man's word is important," Orpheus says quietly. "Sometimes it's the only thing no one can take from him. I would not have you break yours in a foolish attempt to soothe my worries."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve gazes at him steadily. "It's not just for you, sweetheart."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shakes his head. "Either way, I don't want you promising something that's out of your control."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Fine," says Steve with another sigh. He kisses Orpheus's chest and lays his cheek over his heart.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lets out another sigh as well, curling an arm around Steve's waist.

Very softly, he says, "I believe that you will do everything in your power to come back to me. I believe that everything in your power is no small thing. I believe that you have a better chance than probably anyone else out there of making it through this."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles at this, and caresses Orpheus's arm.


[ooc: Wee pause while I start dinner.]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses his hair with a faint smile of his own.



[ooc: kk]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Are you warmer now?" Steve says softly.

[golden_lyre]

"Yeah," Orpheus murmurs. "Thanks."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's finger makes lazy circles on Orpheus's chest. "Are you tired?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smirks. "I've spent the last three days doing absolutely nothing. I'm not remotely tired."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles and crawls up Orpheus's body to kiss his mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus easily returns the kiss, humming softly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I don't know how easy it'll be to come back for a while," Steve whispers, brushing his thumbs over Orpheus's forehead. "So let's make this one worth remembering."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nods, arms curling around Steve. "They're always worth remembering."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses him fiercely, drawing his fingers over Orpheus's chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums into the kiss, settling his hands at Steve's hips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"What do you want me to do to you, honey?" Steve growls and nips at Orpheus's throat.

[golden_lyre]

"Ride me," Orpheus breathes, tilting his head back. "I want to see you on top of me."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes," Steve groans, "oh, yes," and slides down his body, dropping little nips and kisses on his way.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans softly, arching up as Steve moves.