[Orpheus chuckles at that, his fingers curling into the waistband of Apollo's trousers.]
Coming from you, that means quite a lot.
Coming from you, that means quite a lot.
Perfect might be taking it a little too far.
[His fingers start to work open Apollo's trousers.]
[His fingers start to work open Apollo's trousers.]
Yeah, I guess you would.
[He smiles and tugs Apollo's pants off, grinning as he looks him over.]
You're definitely familiar with perfect...
[He smiles and tugs Apollo's pants off, grinning as he looks him over.]
You're definitely familiar with perfect...
I think it might be the perks of being you.
[He grins back and slides a hand over Apollo's chest.]
[He grins back and slides a hand over Apollo's chest.]
No one does, my lord.
[He shifts to move more on top of Apollo, straddling him.]
[He shifts to move more on top of Apollo, straddling him.]
[Orpheus laughs softly, his hands settling on Apollo's chest.] Seriously?
[No, he really doesn't.]
Just because I'm on top, doesn't mean I'm topping...
Just because I'm on top, doesn't mean I'm topping...
[Orpheus smirks and rolls his hips forward.]
Want you to what?
Want you to what?
[Orpheus is not shy about letting out his own moan.]
Yeah. Gods, yes. I want that.
Yeah. Gods, yes. I want that.
You can't just make that appear?
[He smiles, reaching for the drawer.]
[He smiles, reaching for the drawer.]
Come on, though. I know you don't only have sex on Olympus.
[He laughs when the tube appears, holding it up.]
You want to do the honors or should I?
[He laughs when the tube appears, holding it up.]
You want to do the honors or should I?
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