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roartonrisen) wrote2016-06-02 08:22 pm
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Something's missing.
Kieren can't put his finger on what's going on, but he has the strange, sneaking suspicion that something is happening. He shakes his head and goes back to his sketching, dabbing his fingers slowly with his thumb and frowning when he sees the strange black liquid coming out of his nose. He shakes his head and ignores it, going back to sketching Sirius without any of his clothes.
He smiles, faintly, as his thoughts turn to his boyfriend, still getting used to that thought. And more than that, the faint delighted prickle doesn't even feel imagined.
Maybe he'll call Sirius soon and invite him over for something, like a movie. There, again, is that feeling, like he's missed something big.
Kieren can't put his finger on what's going on, but he has the strange, sneaking suspicion that something is happening. He shakes his head and goes back to his sketching, dabbing his fingers slowly with his thumb and frowning when he sees the strange black liquid coming out of his nose. He shakes his head and ignores it, going back to sketching Sirius without any of his clothes.
He smiles, faintly, as his thoughts turn to his boyfriend, still getting used to that thought. And more than that, the faint delighted prickle doesn't even feel imagined.
Maybe he'll call Sirius soon and invite him over for something, like a movie. There, again, is that feeling, like he's missed something big.
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"Does this work?"
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Instead, his breath catches quietly and his hips arch just a bit as all the blood in his body rushes south. "Well, if you keep doing that, I promise it'll get bigger."
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His laugh is a low thing then and he smooths a hand down his bare stomach, fingers resting on the top button of his jeans. "Don't you prefer a reference?"
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"Maybe I should try my hand on drawing yours," he adds with a smirk. "Though, I'm afraid I'll absolutely need a reference if only because I lack any artistic ability whatsoever."
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Of course, all Sirius's intents to say as much vanish when Kieren drops a hand to the front of Sirius's trousers. He laughs instead, his hips hitching slightly. "It's very, very well done," he manages, his own hand still smoothing over his stomach. "You should frame it. Hang it in the loo, maybe, for everyone to enjoy."
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Reaching forward, Sirius takes the sketch from Kieren's hand and sets it on the table before resuming his repose with a quiet sigh. "Now where were we?"
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(Or, at least, he shouldn't)
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"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?"
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A strange flutter of nerves grips him as he reaches down between them to hook his fingers in the top button of Kieren's trousers, brow furrowing as he concentrates on unsnapping it and slipping his hand inside. There's no evidence of Kieren being the least bit aroused which Sirius knows by now to not take personally though he can't deny his ego still takes a bit of a hit. Still, he cups the weight of Kieren's soft cock in the palm of his hands, not yet skin on skin, thumb hooking over the waistband of his pants as he gives a gentle squeeze. "Can't feel a bit of this?" he asks, unable to hide the tinies bit of hopefulness in his tone.
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