Kieren actually feels like he's shivering. It's not that he feels like he's being touched, but it's skin on skin and he hasn't felt that in years. "No," he gets out, breathless and amazed, his eyes widening for the touch to his shoulder. "No, I want to keep going," he insists, his fingertips feeling like they're tingling, like they're touching it. "Can I feel what you're feeling everywhere? Your heartbeat. Your arousal?" he asks.

"Should I touch you, Sirius?"