[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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[golden_lyre]

"Please, lovely," Orpheus murmurs, his back arching, body rolling upward.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Please what, sweetheart?" Steve whispers, mischief in his tone. His hands grasp Orpheus's hips.

[golden_lyre]

"Gods...fuck me," Orpheus growls. "Please..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve almost argues that Orpheus can't be half-ready for him, but he's already begging...

He kisses Orpheus between his shoulder blades and reaches over him to get the lube.

[golden_lyre]

He's gone over a month without this. He's really not thinking of how ready he is or isn't.

He squirms on the mattress as Steve moves.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pushes lube into Orpheus with little finesse.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus is not complaining. He groans and pushes back to Steve's fingers, his own curling into the sheets.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses Orpheus's shoulders as he fucks him with his fingers.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus groans, riding Steve's fingers. "Fuck, yes."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"So beautiful," Steve whispers and kisses Orpheus's ear. "You're so beautiful, sweetheart.

"Are you ready?" He noses Orpheus's hair.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus breathes. "Gods, I'm so ready for you, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve slicks his cock hastily and runs his hands over Orpheus's sides. "You want it like this?"

[golden_lyre]

"Yeah," Orpheus murmurs. "Just like this, lovely."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses his back once again, grasps his hips and pushes into him.

He groans as he slides inside.

[golden_lyre]

"Fuck, yes," Orpheus groans, pushing back to take Steve in.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve bends over him and wraps his arms around Orpheus's chest. He grunts with every thrust, his pace sharp and fast.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus gives himself over to it completely, moving with Steve when he can, following his rhythm. He groans and shivers.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls Orpheus so so they're kneeling, and kisses his shoulder as he slides a hand down his stomach to his cock.

[golden_lyre]

"Fuck, yes," Orpheus growls. He leans his head back so it rests on Steve's shoulder, reaching back to grasp his hip.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses his face as he strokes him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus pushes into his hand and back onto his cock. His fingers dig into Steve's skin. He lets out a low groan as he feels his climax building.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Come on," Steve whispers as Orpheus's cock throbs in his hand. "Come for me, darlin', let me feel it, let me hear it." He strokes Orpheus faster, his hand a blur.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes, fuck...Steve," Orpheus groans, spine arching as he comes with a shout.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve strokes him through it, arm around him to anchor him, and slows his rhythm to relish in the feeling of Orpheus's body pulsing around him.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus gasps for air, turning his head to kiss Steve's neck.