Orphrick lullabies
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“Ah— Frederick, darling..” Orpheus called breathlessly from underneath him. “A little faster than that, please.”
“Have you no patience?” Kreiburg chastised. Gray locks fell gracefully upon his shoulders, unhindered by their usual tie, spilling down the back of his neck. “I think I much prefer this pace.”
“Mm, always the tease, Kreiburg,” Orpheus hisses, brows upturned as he threw his head back against the silk pillows. “Always the tease. Do you ever get bored of it?”
Kreiburg huffs. “Are you asking if I’m getting bored of you?”
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A certain composer and his novelist are addicted to one another.
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- Part 1 of Orphrick lullabies
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“Oh,” A small gasp. “Did I wake you? My apologies, if I was being too rough…” Lithe fingers gently rub and massage at the groggy musician’s scalp, soothing.
“It’s hard to sleep whilst the worst of the knots are being yanked out of your hair.” And so what if Frederick is being a tinge dramatic?
“Mm,” Orpheus hums non committedly. “You should brush it out more. It’s not good to let all these tight tangles accumulate as bad as they have.”
“I do not need hair advice from the likes of you.” Frederick hisses.
“… What are you implying?”
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A novelist, a composer, and a heartfelt conversation under the secure blanket of night.
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- Part 2 of Orphrick lullabies