[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 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.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's head falls back and his eyes flutter closed. He keeps his hand around Orpheus's cock as he picks up the pace again.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes, lovely," Orpheus murmurs once he's found his voice. "Fuck me..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve gently bites Orpheus's shoulder.

"I want to look at you. On your back?"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus nods, pulling away so he can turn onto his back.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve pulls Orpheus's legs over his shoulders and plants his hands on either side of Orpheus's head.

He throws himself into fucking Orpheus, hips snapping, low grunts in his chest.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus murmurs encouragements, his hands sliding restlessly over Steve's skin.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve begins to gasp, to groan, as he body shakes and sweat rolls down his skin.

[golden_lyre]

"That's it, lovely," Orpheus breathes, curling his fingers into Steve's hair. "Let go for me."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's body arches and he throws back his head. An agonized expression crosses his face as he groans.

[golden_lyre]

"Yes, yes," Orpheus groans, hands stroking down Steve's spine.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's fingers clutch at the mattress as he gives a few more hard thrusts, and then his head drops to touch Orpheus's and his body slows to a stop.

[golden_lyre]

"Beautiful," Orpheus murmurs, fingers still sliding idly over Steve's skin.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve lowers Orpheus's legs and lets himself rest on Orpheus's body. "Tell me if I'm too heavy," he murmurs.