Kieren's voice is low and firm, a quiet reassurance. But it's the kiss that settles him, a hard press of lips to lips that has Sirius melting into a sigh. He nips lightly at Kieren's bottom lip, sweeps his tongue over to soothe and then lets out a low sort of growl as he shifts abruptly to straddle Kieren's lap.

"Should get rid of your trousers," he remarks in a low, sly voice, his hands smoothing up over Kieren's front. "A selfish request, I realize, but I do so enjoy how you look naked."