[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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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus reaches for one of Steve's hands, sliding it over to his cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Ohhh," Steve breathes as his hand begins to move.

[golden_lyre]

"Ah yes, lovely," Orpheus groans, moving into Steve's grip and back onto his cock. "Gods, let me hear you..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve gives a low laugh, his thumb rubbing over the crown of Orpheus's cock.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shivers, gripping Steve's shoulder as he starts to move faster, taking Steve deeper.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, honey, that's good," Steve moans.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes...fuck yeah," Orpheus groans. "You feel amazing." His fingers dig into Steve's shoulders, his movements becoming more erratic.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"C'mon, c'mon," Steve whispers and kisses his arm.

[golden_lyre]

"Yeah..." Orpheus growls softly, head thrown back. "Fuck yes, lovely...Steve...gods, I love you," he gasps, back arching as he starts to come.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve strokes him through it, moaning as come spatters his chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus's movements gradually slow, and he bends to kiss Steve deep and slow, pulling the tie from Steve's eyes.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve wraps is arms around Orpheus's neck as they kiss.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus carefully rolls onto his back, pulling Steve with him. "Fuck me, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve plants his hands beside Orpheus's head. He dips his head to kiss Orpheus deeply, and then pushes himself up to throw himself into fucking him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans into the kiss, legs wrapping around Steve's hips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pounds into him, as if he's on the edge and can't wait another second.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans, fingers buried in Steve's hair. "That's it, lovely. Give into it."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve buries his head in Orpheus's neck and comes with a wrenching groan.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus clings to him, stroking down his back, humming into his hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve goes limp in his arms.


"...oh wow..."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slowly runs his fingers over Steve's back. "Not bad, my love?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"So good, darlin'," Steve whispers. He kisses Orpheus's neck. "I love you too."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus cards his fingers through Steve's hair. "Mmm, it was."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve stays nestled against Orpheus for a few minutes more, then moves onto his back and lays his hand over his forehead.

He says quietly, "So... is there more stuff like that we can do?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses his shoulder and then gets up to get a cloth to clean Steve off. "More like blindfolding you?"