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]

"Doesn't it seem needlessly complicated?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs. "That's why the Protestants came about. To protest what they saw as corruption."

[golden_lyre]

"I thought that was about priests having too much money."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Well, that, too. And making money off of repentance. There were a lot of reasons."

[golden_lyre]

"It's a dangerous thing when religion runs the world," Orpheus says. "No matter whose it is."

Though secretly he thinks the Buddhists might do a decent job of it.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I know. I took world history."

He pauses. "It's not going to interfere with us, if you're worried about that. I'm not going to try and baptize you. I don't even go to mass that often, like I said. I haven't taken communion or gone to confession for a long time, and I probably won't for a while."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles. "I did sort of assume that if your religion were going to come between us, it would have done so before we slept together."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Exactly.

"All I want is to eat fish on Fridays, just like I always have."

[golden_lyre]

"I can do that," Orpheus says.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve leans over to kiss him. "Thank you."

[golden_lyre]

"You're welcome," Orpheus says, setting aside his coffee to kiss him properly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve gets onto his knees so it's easier to kiss him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus curls his arm around Steve, leaning up into the kiss.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds his face as they kiss.

[golden_lyre]

"Do you think I'm corrupting you?" Orpheus murmurs against his lips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve chuckles and strokes Orpheus's hair. "No. No, darlin'. Not at all."

[golden_lyre]

"You sure about that?" Orpheus asks, sliding his hand up under the back of Steve's shirt.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I'm sure." He shivers at Orpheus's touch. "I'm at peace with myself. If I felt corrupted, I don't think that would be true."

[golden_lyre]

"I think you're right," Orpheus says quietly, pushing Steve's shirt up. "I think you might just be incorruptible."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls his shirt off and drops it to the floor. "And anyway," he says with a kiss to Orpheus's hair, "how could this be corruption? It's wonderful."

[golden_lyre]

"I hear sin is very pleasant," Orpheus points out. "And lots of things that are bad for you feel incredible." He leans forward to kiss Steve's shoulder.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve caresses Orpheus's hair. "I don't just mean pleasure. I mean having someone who thinks you're wonderful."

[golden_lyre]

"Psychopaths think people are wonderful sometimes. It's not always good for those people," Orpheus teases.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"You're not a psychopath," Steve replies, rubbing their noses together. "I would have noticed by now."

[golden_lyre]

"Yeah, probably," Orpheus murmurs, kissing him again.