Continued...

[kouros]

From here

[He smiles]

You're welcome, Orpheus.

[He pushes open the door to his apartment, making a face as he gestures to a door]

I hate this place. My room's over there.

Comments

[kouros]

[Apollo's hands slide down to start working Orpheus's pants off. He's careful not to break the kiss, though, not when he has Orpheus so willing]

[golden_lyre]

[Orpheus' hands slide around to Apollo's front, stroking over his chest. He shifts to make it easier for Apollo to undress him.]

[kouros]

[It's not very long before Apollo manages it, and he breaks the kiss to pull back and just look at Orpheus. Not the best view from down here, but it's a great view all the same]

You're gorgeous.

[golden_lyre]

[Orpheus chuckles at that, his fingers curling into the waistband of Apollo's trousers.]

Coming from you, that means quite a lot.

[kouros]

You're the child of a Muse. How could you be anything else?

[golden_lyre]

I just know how high your standards are.

[kouros]

And you meet my standards and more. Gorgeous and talented. You're perfect.

[golden_lyre]

Perfect might be taking it a little too far.

[His fingers start to work open Apollo's trousers.]

[kouros]

I don't think so.

[Apollo moves so it's easier to get his pants off.]

And I'd know.

[golden_lyre]

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...

[kouros]

[He grins and stretches a little to show off]

The perks of eternal youth, hm?

[golden_lyre]

I think it might be the perks of being you.

[He grins back and slides a hand over Apollo's chest.]

[kouros]

True...Dionysus doesn't look half as good as I do.

[He'll let Orpheus just touch for a little. He's doing the same]

[golden_lyre]

No one does, my lord.

[He shifts to move more on top of Apollo, straddling him.]

[kouros]

I don't remember the last time I had someone on top of me like this.

[His hands rest on Orpheus's hips]

Probably centuries.

[golden_lyre]

[Orpheus laughs softly, his hands settling on Apollo's chest.] Seriously?

[kouros]

Seriously. Can you see me letting anyone top during sex but myself?

[And occasionally the Muses, but Orpheus probably doesn't want to know that about his aunts and mother]

[golden_lyre]

[No, he really doesn't.]

Just because I'm on top, doesn't mean I'm topping...

[kouros]

Oh, so you want me to...?

[He gestures vaguely]

[golden_lyre]

[Orpheus smirks and rolls his hips forward.]

Want you to what?

[kouros]

[Oh, gods. He bites back a moan]

Have my way with you?

[golden_lyre]

[Orpheus is not shy about letting out his own moan.]

Yeah. Gods, yes. I want that.

[kouros]

I'm not sure I thought to get lube or anything...check in the table drawer. It'll be there if I did.

[golden_lyre]

You can't just make that appear?

[He smiles, reaching for the drawer.]

[kouros]

...would you believe I've never tried? It's not like Olympus is short on sex...anything. I never needed to.

[The drawer is empty, but a thing of lube appears in there as soon as Apollo realizes that he should try it]