Kieren carefully pulls Sirius's hand away before curling his own around Sirius's. He steps in closer, mindlessly pulled in, his hand instead falling to Kieren's hip. They're nearly nose to nose now and Sirius wonders if Kieren can feel his own cool breath against Sirius lips, the press of his forehead.

Slowly, he drags Kieren's other hand further down his chest, arching a little so he can feel the path of Kieren's fingers and palm down the length of his stomach, hoping Kieren can feel it too, how the desire pumps hotter all through him, cock hardening in his trousers with every passing second.

"I want you naked," he admits, knowing full-well the idea still makes Kieren uncomfortable. "I want to feel you everywhere, just like this. So can know, truly know just how much you make me ache."