[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 pushes three fingers into him. The look in his eyes is dark and lustful.

[golden_lyre]

"Fuck," Orpheus groans, fingers twisting in Steve's hair. "That's it, my love."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses his chest, fingers reaching deep.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus rocks back to his fingers, riding them slowly, encouraging them deeper.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve fucks him deep and slow, eyelids lowered, gaze fixed on Orpheus's face.

[golden_lyre]

"That's it, that's it," Orpheus groans, his voice deep and gruff. "More lovely...."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls out his fingers. "You want my cock, darlin'?"

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," he breathes, bending to kiss Steve. "Fuck me."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve grabs the oil and slicks his cock hastily. He pulls Orpheus's hips close and lines them up, and pushes up into him.

[golden_lyre]

"Fuck, fuck yes," Orpheus breathes, letting his head fall back as he pushes back to take Steve in. His fingers dig hard into Steve's shoulders.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve traces the line of Orpheus's threat with his fingertip, mesmerized.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shivers and slowly starts to move.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles and runs his hand down Oroheus's chest. His hips pump slow and shallow, teasing.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus gives a breathless laugh. "Like that, is it?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs too, low. "Yeah, honey, like that."

He pushes up harder.

[golden_lyre]

"Gods above, yes," he groans, back arching.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses his chest. His teeth worry Orpheus's nipples.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lets out a melodic moan, moving a little quicker taking Steve deeper.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds him by the hips and starts pumping into him faster.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans out his encouragement, matching Steve's rhythm, eyes wide and dark.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve leans back, feet planted flat for leverage, and fucks him, fast and rough, the way he knows Orpheus likes it.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus cries out in pleasure, fingers digging into Steve's shoulders as he moves. "Fuck, yes...lovely," he gasps.


[ooc: Bedtime.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses the insides of Orpheus's wrists.

[ooc: Good night!]

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans loudly as he simply holds on and lets Steve push into him again and again.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's neck arches and he cries out, his arms shaking as he nears his climax.