[Milliways]: Debriefing

[golden_lyre]

It seems to Orpheus like there has been entirely too much stress and worry in Steve's life right now, both in the bar and out of it, and the worst part (for Orpheus at least) is that there doesn't seem to be much he can do about it. He's determined to try, though.

He's hoping that their room is still a relaxing place for Steve.

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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

It is, if the way Steve exhales and relaxes once the door is closed behind them.

He catches Orpheus's hand and pulls him close with a soft, "Hey."

[golden_lyre]

"Hey," Orpheus says quietly, curling an arm around Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I didn't want to do this in front of everybody," Steve says and kisses him deeply.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus makes a pleased noise into the kiss, both arms sliding firmly around Steve's waist.

"Why not?" he murmurs with a smirk.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"'Cause I also wanna do this," Steve whispers, sliding his hands down to slip them into Orpheus's back pockets.

[golden_lyre]

"Still not seeing a problem," Orpheus says, pressing Steve gently back against the door.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"How about this?" Steve whispers, pressing their hips together.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus rolls his hips in response. "Still think we could get away with it," he says, his eyes darkening a bit.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve whispers, "Oh, I am not going to get any reading done," as he tugs Orpheus's shirt over his head.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles and starts on Steve's shirt. "Not any time soon."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses along his shoulder.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums happily, sliding his hands along Steve's hips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"What do you want, honey?" Steve murmurs into Orpheus's ear. "What do you want to do to me?"

[golden_lyre]

"Everything," Orpheus murmurs, shifting to kiss him again, undoing his trousers.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve chuckles, low, and deepens the kiss.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shoves Steve's trousers down, hands wrapping around Steve's hips as he arches his pelvis forward.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve groans and arches forward to meet him.

[golden_lyre]

"I think I want to blow you, first," Orpheus murmurs, nipping at Steve's lip and sliding to his knees.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve tilts his head back against the door, swallowing hard. His fingers slip into Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus glances up at him, gaze dark, and tugs down Steve's underwear, mouthing along his hip.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve meets his gaze. His breathing is already speeding up, chest rising and falling in short, shallow breaths.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus licks along the line of his hip, his hands sliding over Steve's thighs.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve combs his fingers through Orpheus's hair and rumbles in his chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus curls his fingers around Steve's hips and drags his tongue up the length of his cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shudders and his breath catches in his chest.