Kieren grins down at him, his hands on Sirius's cheeks and then brushing the hair from Sirius's face, a touch that's somehow gentle and profoundly intimate. His blood hums and his breath hitches slightly as Kieren ducks down to brush a kiss to the curve of Sirius's jaw and down his neck.

He smooths his own hands over Kieren's sides and around to his back, fingertips sliding down the dip of his spine and he swears he feels Kieren shiver, a flicker of his own sensation reflected back at him. He tips his head back, inviting more with a soft breath, lips still twitched in a grin. "Is it strange?" he asks, voice catching slightly in his throat. "Feeling what you do to me?"