Sirius is still struggling to catch his breath a bit when Kieren is suddenly kissing him. With a soft, surprised laugh, Sirius opens up to it, lifting one weary hand to card his fingers through Kieren's hair, sighing into wet, parted lips.
He laughs again at Kieren's words, head tipping back under the brush of cool lips to his jaw as he reaches down with his other hand, fingertips grazing over the mess he's made of his own stomach. "What I wouldn't give to repay the favor," he murmurs, lifting now sticky fingers to the skin of Kieren's side where his shirt hangs loose. "I can only imagine how good you look when you've come."
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Date: 2016-03-21 04:37 am (UTC)He laughs again at Kieren's words, head tipping back under the brush of cool lips to his jaw as he reaches down with his other hand, fingertips grazing over the mess he's made of his own stomach. "What I wouldn't give to repay the favor," he murmurs, lifting now sticky fingers to the skin of Kieren's side where his shirt hangs loose. "I can only imagine how good you look when you've come."