[Milliways]: New York, New York

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus wasn't entirely sure the ring would work as a way for him to get to Steve's world, but he was going to give it a shot. If it didn't work, he'd explain it to Steve the next time they were both in the bar, and they could figure something else out.

His guitar slung across his back, Orpheus turns the ring on his finger and opens the door, pleased to find himself in Steve's apartment when he steps through.

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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs, grinning down at him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve peppers little kisses over his hips.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums softly, hands stroking along Steve's shoulders.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rests his chin on Orpheus's stomach, smiling angelicly. "Will you sing to me?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles lightly, his fingers moving to Steve's hair. "What would you have me sing, my love?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Home," Steve says softly.

[golden_lyre]

Smiling, Orpheus strokes his fingers through Steve's hair a moment before he begins to sing, softly, of a place that is warm and welcoming and peaceful and full of smiles and love and contentment and (almost always) happiness.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rubs his cheek on Orpheus's skin, and then starts kissing him, soft and sweet, over his stomach and up his chest.

[golden_lyre]

Unbidden, a soft strain of desire weaves itself into Orpheus' song. Nothing overwhelming as yet, just quietly making its presence known.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses up his neck, cradling his face in one hand.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums happily, tilting his head into Steve's touch.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve traces Orpheus's ear with his lips.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shivers and chuckles softly, arms curling around Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve presses close to him and strokes his stomach.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus turns his face to kiss Steve slowly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Mmmm..." Steve's hand slides around Orpheus's hip. "What have we here?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles in response. "I'd think by now you'd know..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses Orpheus, deep and wet, as his hand wraps around Orpheus's cock.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans, pushing up into Steve's hand slightly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve chuckles, still kissing him, still stroking him, and moves a thigh between Orpheus's legs.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' legs part easily for him, and he nips lightly at Steve's lip.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve flicks out his tongue to touch Orpheus's lips. His leg slowly rubs between Orpheus's.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' tongue slides out to meet his, and he kisses Steve deeply, hips rolling up.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve giggles when their tongues touch.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus can't help giggling in response, and he ends up burying his face in Steve's neck.