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]

"You smell good right here," Steve murmurs and kisses the joint of his shoulder.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckled. "Just there specifically?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I just now noticed it. You smell really good...right...here." He punctuates with kisses up Orpheus's neck.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles, a shiver running down his spine.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles at the shiver, and sucks on his neck a little harder.

[golden_lyre]

"Mmmm..." Orpheus hums low in his throat. "Lovely..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Hm?" He licks Orpheus's neck and kisses his jaw.

[golden_lyre]

"Nothing," Orpheus breathes. "Just keep that up."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs and does as he's told.


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' fingers slide up Steve's spine to curl in his hair.



[ooc: Goodnight!]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moves his mouth to Orpheus's ear. "Hey. Are you in a hurry to go anywhere today?"

[golden_lyre]

"Mm, not really," Orpheus murmurs, smiling. "Did you have something in mind?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Well, I don't have to hurry back, of course...so I'm thinkin', do you want to spend the day in bed again?"

He bites his lip hopefully.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles. "Yeah, I think I could handle that."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve beams and kisses him.

"Do they do room service here? I need breakfast."

[golden_lyre]

"I don't know," Orpheus admits. "I've never tried."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"There's no phone hidden away, is there?"

[golden_lyre]

"Um...on the desk, I think," Orpheus says. He's never actually used it.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve drops a kiss on Orpheus's forehead and climbs out of bed to find the phone.

"It's ringing, anyway," he tells Orpheus after he's dialed.

[golden_lyre]

"Well that's a good start," Orpheus says, laughing, shifting on his side to watch Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Someone finally picks up, but when Steve says, "Uh, hi?" the response is not what he expected.

"They're just saying a bunch of numbers," Steve tells Orpheus with a frown, and hangs up.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus sighs. "Then I guess one of us is going to have to go down."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I'll do it. You stay warm." He picks up his sweats from the floor. "Any requests?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shakes his head, smirking. "Something American."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls on his T-shirt. "I know just the thing."

He quickly laces his sneakers, gives Orpheus another kiss, grabs his key and hurries out.


He's back in a few minutes with two covered trays and a carafe of coffee. "Biscuits and gravy," he announces as he shuts the door with his foot.