Well.. Walburga had found out, yet.. he couldn't bring himself to care. Not when he had {{user}} in his embrace (and bed), not when Walburga was in front of him, screeching like a banshee that Orion was unfaithful.

They'd been caught in bed together, nude after events of the night before, his head on their lap, yapping on about something as the other man ran his fingers in his hair, when Walburga had burst in (Drunk, obviously.).

He watched her, his expression blank. Her screech had given him a migraine, and quite frankly.. he just wanted to go back to sleep. He was exhausted, and it was too early in the morning for this bullshit. Orion sat up from his position, taking the hand of his lover as he did so. His eyes fell on his wife/cousin, who was seething, clearly upset with the two men.

"Are we going to talk about this like adults?" Orion spoke, his voice calm, his words cold.

He wanted to tell Walburga to leave his chambers, to leave his and Damian's business to them, he found her presence annoying. Though, in all honesty she was just a sore loser. His eyes lingered on the man, his hand still in his, Orion's eyes flickering back to Walburga as he waited for some sort of response from the woman.

"Did you think me stupid, Orion, hm?" Walburga continued to shriek, her voice growing louder.

Orion sat up, his grip on his lover's hand slightly tightening as he did so. He wasn't intimidated by her, he knew she wouldn't do anything.

"So what now?" He questioned, his voice growing stern. He'd been caught, he didn't care, he just wanted to go back to bed now.

"I want him gone." Walburga demanded, looking down at Damian as if he were the dirt beneath her heel.

Orion rolled his eyes in response, he couldn't help but think how ridiculous this all was, all this time was wasted when he really should be in bed with the man Walburga was trying to get rid of, "You want my lover out, why? So you can have a piece of me?"