Licking his lips, Sirius looks up at Kieren and shifts slightly himself, hips arching so he can push his trousers further down and off, letting them fall to the floor by the sofa.

"Can I touch yours?" he asks then, even as he lays back once more, his gaze dropping down to the front of Kieren's trousers. "I know it won't do much for you, but can I?"