[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 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.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve strokes his hair, laughing.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs more, nipping lightly at Steve's throat.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shivers--and then starts tickling him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus giggles and squirms away.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"C'mere," Steve says, hauling Orpheus back to him, and then kisses him deeply again.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus is still laughing into the kiss, arms curling back around Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve settles in for some serious kissin' this time.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus leans up, pressing against Steve, groaning softly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve strokes slowly down his spine.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shivers, nipping at Steve's lip.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"There's lube in the other room," Steve whispers. "I want you to do--that thing--between my thighs."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles and shifts to get out from under Steve. "Here or in your bedroom?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Here," Steve breathes, watching him with a hungry gaze. "Here on the sofa."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grins as he stands. "I'll be right back," he says, shucking his jeans as he goes to get the lube.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rolls on his side to watch him go.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus is quick to return, lube in hand, and climb back onto the couch.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moves onto his back, grinning wolfishly.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs. "It's easier from behind, lovely."