[Milliways]: Something REALLY new

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus pauses outside his door and turns to smile at Steve.

"Well? You've got the key."

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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grins and hooks his fingers into the top of one of the stockings and starts to slide it down Steve's leg.


[ooc: Yes, ma'am.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve inhales and shivers again at the smooth slide of the silk.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lifts his leg up a bit to get the stocking off and starts on the other leg.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds Orpheus's shoulder for balance, and his eyes close.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lifts this leg a little higher, over his shoulder, setting Steve's foot on the bed.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve arches and whimpers.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grins up at him and then mouths along the line of Steve's cock through the silk.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's fingers curl into Orpheus's hair and he whispers, "Holy God."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' lips keep moving over him until they close around the tip, sucking through the panties.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve groans and tries to push into his mouth, growling in frustration when the position and the panties get in his way.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles darkly. "You want that, lovely? You want to fuck my mouth?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes," Steve groans, "yes, please, yes."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus tugs down the panties and takes Steve's cock into his mouth.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds Orpheus by the shoulder and the back of his neck, and his hips press forward.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus tugs gently on Steve's hip, encouraging the movement as he relaxes his throat to take him deeper.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve begins to rock his hips, and he throws back his head, moaning steadily.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums around him, one hand still around his hip, the other sliding over his thigh.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve strokes Orpheus's hair and touches his face.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus teases his fingers up the inside of his leg.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve scratches the back of Orpheus's head, and says in a shaking voice, "Orpheus, can I, harder, please? Can I?"

Yeah, he's a little inarticulate right now.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hums his agreement, looking up at Steve, tugging his hip.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds Orpheus's head and begins to shove into his mouth in a hard, fast rhythm.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans around him, his hand falling to his lap, palming himself through his jeans.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve keeps it up for a few minutes more, and then stops himself with great effort and pulls out of Orpheus's mouth.

"I want you to fuck me," he says, breathing hard, "and I want to come when you're inside me."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lets out a low groan, almost a growl. "Gods, yes," he breathes, pulling back and sliding up onto the bed to unbutton his jeans.