[Milliways]: Breaking the dry spell

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus is trying very hard not to just drag Steve up the stairs to their room. Despite having been waiting in the bar, he hasn't been spending much time here at all. It made him think far too much of Steve, and the drawings Steve had left for him didn't really help on that score.

He manages to restrain himself, though, as he unlocks the door.

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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve wraps Orpheus's hand around his cock. "Convinced yet?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles and strokes him slowly. "Just because you want it, doesn't mean you're ready."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I'm ready," Steve says and kisses Orpheus's neck. "I'm willing."

[golden_lyre]

"All right," Orpheus murmurs, kissing him slowly as he slicks his fingers.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rolls onto his stomach.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus bends to kiss his spine, fingers teasing between Steve's legs.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve purrs, his body relaxed under Orpheus's hands, his legs open.

[golden_lyre]

Slowly and carefully, Orpheus works his fingers into Steve, lips trailing over his spine.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans softly, his hands gripping the bedding.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nips at the base of Steve's spine, his fingers twisting and curling.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shivers and arches. "Orpheus," he says and licks his lips, "I'm ready."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nods and pulls back, slicking his cock and settling between Steve's legs.

It feels important, being with Steve like this after it's been so long for him. He bends low to kiss the back of Steve's neck and whispers, "I love you," as he slowly pushes in.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve groans and grabs Orpheus's hand. "Love you too," he pants out.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus rests his forehead against Steve's shoulder as he starts to move slowly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve arches under him, moaning, and pulls Orpheus's arm across his chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus holds him close, kissing and nipping at Steve's shoulder.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans Orpheus's name as he rocks his body.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slides his hand down Steve's belly to wrap around his cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes back his hips as his head thumps against the mattress.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus strokes him in time with his thrusts, lips and teeth and tongue catching on Steve's skin.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve groans Orpheus's name louder, their fingers woven together and pressed against his chest.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes, lovely," Orpheus breathes into his ear.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Love you," Steve gasps, "love you--ah!--so much--"

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus moans quietly. "Love you..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve arches under him, toes curling, and comes with a shuddering groan.

He collapses under Orpheus.