Kieren's hands slide up his thighs and over his hips and Sirius turns his face in toward the pillow, hiding the heat that floods his cheeks as Kieren slips two fingers back inside him. It's a different angle now and the sensation is undoubtedly more, the pillow muffling a shout as Sirius immediately rocks his hips back, his skin prickling all over with how good it feels.

"Bloody-- fuck," he groans, turning his head enough to suck in a breath, tilting enough to watch Kieren as best he can, his hips still moving. He's never had this, he almost wants to say. He's never had someone else's fingers up inside him, he's never wanted it quite like this.