Kieren's smile is sad and he shakes his head, wishing that he could. God, he wishes that he had circulation and could get himself hard again. He's never been overtly sexual, but the promise and the potential would be nice, especially with someone as hot as Sirius as his boyfriend.

"No, but don't stop. It gets me hot," he confesses, because his brain still works plenty. He shifts his hips forward as if playing the part, starting to stroke Sirius' cock with the practiced ease he knows.