[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]

His mouth is slack, eyes glazed with pleasure. His breath comes in quick pants.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles and closes his eyes, sucking with all his concentration, his mouth sliding up and down as deep as he can take him.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes, fuck," Orpheus groans. "Steve...lovely..." His toes curl, and his hips arch up again as he starts to come.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve swallows him, hand curled around Orpheus's thigh.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus' fingers slide through Steve's hair as he comes down.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve licks up his cock and places a kiss on the head, then gets up on his knees and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Basically, that happens."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs breathlessly, reaching for Steve to pull him into a kiss. "Good fantasy."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses him, arms circling around his head. His cock prods Orpheus's stomach.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus hooks a leg over his hip, pushing up against him. "And what happens after that?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smirks. "Usually I clean up and fall asleep.

"Why? What do you want to happen?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smirks right back, pushing up again, rubbing his stomach against Steve's cock.

"Hey, that sounds pretty good to me..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve shudders and looks at Orpheus with hooded eyes.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus lets his hands slide down Steve's back. "Unless you had another idea..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve takes Orpheus's hands and holds them over his head, as he dips his own and kisses him fiercely.

He has ideas.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus shivers at that, humming into the kiss.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Use your hands on me," Steve whispers.

[golden_lyre]

"You're holding them," Orpheus points out.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yeah. I like your hands." He grins and rolls onto his back, pulling Orpheus on top of him.

[golden_lyre]

"I can't use them if you're holding them," Orpheus says quietly, settling on top of him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses the insides of his wrists and releases his hands.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles and sits up, straddling Steve's thighs and curling his hand around Steve's cock.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans low in his chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slides his free hand over Steve's stomach as he starts to stroke.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes up, his stomach trembling.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus keeps his grip firm, stroking him in a quick, even rhythm. His fingers run over Steve's chest, pausing to tease his nipples.