"I come back to the hotel from a show," Steve whispers, lips gliding along Orpheus's throat, "and I'm hot and sweaty but still keyed up. And I open the door to find you in my bed, already naked, already hard. And you order me, 'Steve, c'mere. Leave the costume on.'"
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"I come back to the hotel from a show," Steve whispers, lips gliding along Orpheus's throat, "and I'm hot and sweaty but still keyed up. And I open the door to find you in my bed, already naked, already hard. And you order me, 'Steve, c'mere. Leave the costume on.'"