Kieren reaches over for the hem of Sirius' shirt, holding there for a moment. "Okay," he says. "Okay, so this time, you take my shirt off the same time as I take off yours," he insists. "So it'll feel like it's actually coming off me," he says, but he falters when Sirius says words like 'inside you'. "I mean, you could fuck me. And it'd feel as if I were fucking myself, I suppose."

"Which is...not a sentence I ever thought I'd say. Shirt off, now," he demands.