[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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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve brings the soap to Orpheus's chest and lathers him slowly.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus pulls back a little, smiling and watching Steve's face.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve has a look of tender concentration as he washes Orpheus's arms and shoulders.

[golden_lyre]

"You are beautiful, my love," Orpheus murmurs, smiling and kissing him again.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve chuckles and kisses him. "So are you, sweetheart."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grins and kisses him again, taking the soap from Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve watches him, his eyelids lowered.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums as he washes Steve, hands moving slowly over his skin.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

It makes Steve's breath slow and his stomach shiver.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles at the reaction, carefully cleaning his arms and moving around to his back.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve leans a hand against the shower wall to keep his balance.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses along his shoulders with a smile before pulling back.

"Brunch?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yeah, right, right," Steve says and takes a deep breath. "I may need to make this a cold shower, honey."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles and slides his hand over Steve's chest. "Or I could take care of that for you..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes," Steve whispers, "yes, please."

[golden_lyre]

With a smile, Orpheus lets his hand slide lower, teasing over Steve's belly.


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds his arm and leans against him.


[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nuzzles his throat gently, curling his fingers around Steve's cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans happily, thrusting slowly into his hand.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles, stroking him firmly.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve turns back his head and whispers, "Orpheus, honey? Will you suck me off?"

[golden_lyre]

He chuckles softly, kissing Steve's shoulder. "Of course, lovely."

He pulls back a little to turn Steve and then slides to his knees.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve leans against the wall and tilts back his head.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles up at him and leans forward, slowly taking Steve's cock into his mouth.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve exhales a soft, "Ahh..." as he thrusts a hand into Orpheus's hair.