[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 gives him a trusting smile and closes his eyes. "I'm ready."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus bends to kiss him as he lays the tie across Steve's eyes and carefully ties it at the side of his head.

"If you want to stop at all, just tell me."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve nods and puts his hands on Orpheus's thighs. "I will."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus runs his hands along Steve's arms slowly and up across his shoulders to rest on his chest.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's heart is already beating faster.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses him slowly, fingers tracing over the lines of muscle in his chest and teasing across his nipples.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans in his chest and his hands tighten on Orpheus's thighs.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus licks a trail down from Steve's throat to his chest, catching his teeth lightly on Steve's nipple.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve breath catches and his hips arch.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles at that and sucks Steve's nipple into his mouth, his hand sliding up to play with the other one, pinching and twisting gently.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve inhales sharply and moans a soft, "oh, yeah..."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums around his nipple, his free hand stroking downward, over Steve's belly

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve stomach shivers.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slides his mouth across to the other nipple, tugging it between his teeth.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans again, trembling, and his hands slide up Orpheus's back.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus places a kiss in the center of his chest. "Hang on," he murmurs. "I want to get something."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Okay," Steve breathes.

[golden_lyre]

He carefully slides off the bed and moves to the small refrigerator, finding the ice tray and popping out a few cubes. When he gets back to the bed, he sits next to Steve and traces one of the cubes down the center of Steve's chest.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh!" Steve exclaims, curling away for a moment, and then he laughs.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs as well, sliding the cube over to circle a nipple.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Cold," Steve observes as his skin goosepimples. He rubs his legs together.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus agrees with a soft chuckle. "I imagine it would be." He leans down and licks up the trails of water sliding across Steve's chin as the ice melts.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans luxuriously, stretching under him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lets the ice slide down to settle in Steve's navel.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's stomach flexes away from the cold.

[ooc: I think I need to stop for a bit--I'm kind of "How do you word?" right now.]