[Milliways]: Reunion

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus had dutifully eaten, if not as much as Steve wanted him to, at least enough to be able to say he was taking care of himself.

And after...well, upstairs had seemed like a good idea. Especially good considering this was the first time it was Orpheus who hadn't seen Steve in over a month rather than the other way around. He tugs Steve into the room with a smile, not willing to let go of him even for a second.

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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve beams as he follows behind.

(He's got a very obvious "I'm getting laid" smile.)

He says as he rubs his hand over Orpheus's back, "If you had fun with some of your fans, I'm okay with that. A month is a long time."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus sets his guitar aside as usual and turns to Steve with a faint laugh.

"Lovely, I wasn't having fun with anybody. Certainly not my fans."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve makes a "oh, darling" kind of noise and takes Orpheus's face in his hands to kiss him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus wraps his arms around Steve's waist, pressing against him as they kiss.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve moans into his mouth, and lets go of Orpheus's face enough to start unbuttoning his shirt.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus practically tears at Steve's shirt to get it off. "I mentioned I missed you, right?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs delightedly and tugs at Orpheus's shirt. "Yeah, you did, darlin'."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus squirms out of his shirt and yanks Steve's off as well. "Come to bed, then."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve nearly growls and pushes Orpheus onto the bed.

[golden_lyre]

"Gods, yes," Orpheus groans, holding tight to Steve, pulling him along.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses his chest. "Tell me what you want."

[golden_lyre]

"Fuck me," Orpheus murmurs, fingers tangled in Steve's hair. "Gods, I love how you fuck me."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve whispers harshly, teeth ready to scrape against Orpheus's neck, "Hard? Fast?"

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus growls, baring his neck for Steve. "Take me."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve sucks on his artery and laps at it, soothing the teeth marks.

"Clothes," he orders. "Off."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus scrambles to get out of his jeans, kicking off his shoes as he shoves them down.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve tugs off his jeans and kisses his stomach.

[golden_lyre]

"Oh, lovely," Orpheus breathes, fingers stroking restlessly through his hair.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve grins at him and crawls up his body to kiss his mouth.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans into the kiss, wrapping his legs around Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rocks their bodies together, kissing him deep and hungry.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nips at his lips and tongue, pushing up against him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve runs his hands over Orpheus's body, chest and and back, down to his ass.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus groans, his nails scraping across Steve's back.



[ooc: Wee pause to make dinner.]

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes his shoulder. "On your belly, gorgeous."


[ooc: Kaykay. Should do that myself.]