[Milliways] Out of the public eye

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus is still grinning as he sets his guitar just inside the door from Milliways and pulls Steve toward him for another kiss, his hands immediately moving back to Steve's waistband.

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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve starts unbuttoning Orpheus's shirt as they kiss. He's smiling, too.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus helps by shrugging out of his shirt before moving back to undoing Steve's trousers, sliding a hand inside with a chuckle. "I did consider making you come in the bar," he admits.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, honey, no," Steve says with a laugh.

[golden_lyre]

"Mm, no," Orpheus murmurs, rubbing the heel of his hand over the line of Steve's cock in his shorts. "Not the right atmosphere for it."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve leans against the nearest wall, his eyes closing. "I'd be -- ah -- too self-conscious."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smirks and leans in to nuzzle along Steve's throat, rubbing slowly. "Exactly," he mumbles into Steve's skin. "Wrong atmosphere."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Mm, darlin'," Steve growls and shoves his hands into Orpheus's hair.


[ooc Bedime.]

[golden_lyre]

"At a proper orgy, for instance..." He trailed off with a smile, nipping at Steve's neck, giving Steve one more slow rub before pulling his hands back to push Steve's trousers down.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs again, more roughly this time. "Not sure how I'd feel about that."

[golden_lyre]

"We wouldn't have to participate," he says, moving to pull Steve's shirt off next. "There's just something about being in the room..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shrugs his shirt off. "Watching strangers have sex?"

[golden_lyre]

"Experiencing the energy while they do," he says, letting his hands slide slowly over Steve's chest.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Hm," Steve murmurs, not looking convinced, but then his head falls back and he inhales slowly. His nipples harden under Orpheus's hands.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus bends to kiss the hollow of his throat. "It's...intoxicating."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I think I'd just feel self-conscious." He pushes his hand into Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

"You could always wear a mask," Orpheus teases, taking hold of Steve's hips and tugging him back toward the couch.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs as he allows himself to be led to the couch. "I'd know I was there."

[golden_lyre]

"So would I." He kisses Steve quickly before pushing him down onto the couch.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve falls back and beams at Orpheus. He put shis hands on Orpheus's hips.

"You're enough for me, honey."

[golden_lyre]

"And I wouldn't share you," Orpheus murmurs, climbing into Steve's lap.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve arches up and kisses Orpheus, his hands sliding around to Orpheus's back.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus buries his fingers in Steve's hair, arching against him, humming against his lips.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses down Orpheus's neck, and gently bites his pulse.

[golden_lyre]

His breath catches, and he starts to slowly grind against Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve runs his hands over Orpheus's chest and kisses along his shoulders.