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]

Steve kisses him eagerly, hand thrust deep into Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus presses his body against Steve's, hands sliding over his skin.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve strokes down his back and scratches the base of his spine.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus moans quietly, sucking on Steve's lip, tugging it between his teeth.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve licks at his mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus sucks Steve's tongue into his mouth, his hips pushing forward.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve whines as he grinds up his hips.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums again, pushing forward more insistently.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve clutches at Orpheus's hips and rubs against him, grunting in his throat.

[golden_lyre]

"Steve," Orpheus groans, dipping his head to nip at Steve's throat. "Lovely..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Orpheus," Steve moans in response.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' hips roll forward in a smooth rhythm.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve bites his shoulder, shuddering.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans and buries his face in Steve's neck.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve exhales shakily against Orpheus's cheek, his fingers slowly stroking the back of Orpheus's neck. "Oh, boy."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles, his hips still moving steadily. "Not bad, hm?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Not bad."

He adds after a moment, "I'm glad I have another pair of pants."

[golden_lyre]

He laughs softly. "Could always take them off."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes." He kisses Orpheus and moves out from under him to peel off his now-damp sweats. He wrinkles his nose. "Ugh."


[ooc: Wee pause while I make dinner.]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shifts onto his side. "I didn't really think that would work."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shrugs and tucks his rolled sweats into his gym bag. "I did."

[golden_lyre]

"Really?" Orpheus asks, smirking.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve comes back to bed and kisses Orpheus, with a soft, "Yeah."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus pulls Steve against him again, smiling.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"What about you?" Steve murmurs as they kiss and presses his palm to Orpheus's groin. "What do you need, darlin'?"