[Milliways]: Movie night

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus juggles the bottles and his key to get the door unlocked so Steve doesn't have to put down the pizzas, and he pulls out the little table to put the drinks on once they're inside.

"Something funny, huh?"

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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shoves his hand into Orpheus's hair with a soft moan of, "Oh, God..."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans quietly, the hand on Steve's hip sliding around to grip his cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans grow louder as his fingers twist into Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

"That's it, lovely," Orpheus murmurs, nipping at his shoulder.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Don't stop!" Steve gasps in reply.

[golden_lyre]

"Wasn't going to," Orpheus breathes, his hips picking up speed.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles, his eyes closed in bliss, his body writhing, so close to coming he can taste it on his tongue.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nuzzles his hairline, licking the sweat from Steve's neck. "Come on, lovely..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve cries out, jerking into Orpheus's hand as he comes.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shudders, holding himself still a moment as he strokes Steve through his climax.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve sags forward, letting his weight rest on his hands, chest heaving for breath.

"Fuck," he says faintly.

[golden_lyre]

"Mmhm," Orpheus murmurs, burying his face in the back of Steve's neck.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Keep going," Steve says, laying his arm over Orpheus's. "I can take it."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans and drags his teeth over the top of Steve's spine as he starts to move again.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans as he thrusts, his fingers stroking over Orpheus's hand.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus moves faster and faster, burying his face Steve's neck and groaning as he comes.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve tilts back his head so he can whisper to him: "That's it, love, that's what I want, oh, I love it when you come."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus gives a breathless laugh, running the tip of his nose along Steve's hairline. "I'm glad."



[ooc: bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve twists back to kiss his mouth, muttering, "You know what I mean."


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles against his lips. "Hm, do I?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses him, deep and hungry, as if to tell him exactly what he meant.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans quietly, one arm wrapped around Steve's chest.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds Orpheus's face and strokes along his cheekbone.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shifts to settle on his side next to Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve turns so they're not twisted around, still kissing him.