some spell work

[thebloodtraitor]

It had taken Sirius the better part of two days before he'd finally found a pair of cuffs tucked into the postbox of an abandoned house. It's fuzzy and pink, as promised, and Sirius holds them like a prize as a woman eyes him suspiciously and pointedly crosses the street.

After tucking the cuffs inside his jacket, Sirius heads to Dimera. There's no guarantee Kieren will be in, but it's not as though Sirius has much else to occupy his time.

He can't quite keep the grin off his face as he taps his knuckles to Kieren's door. It's the first he's been here, though Kieren had given him the address weeks ago. There's a bit of a knot in his stomach as he waits, a mix of excitement and anticipation as well as fear. Or perhaps fear isn't the right word, but Sirius isn't certain how else to describe it.

When he hears the turn of the knob, Sirius props his arm against the door jamb and quickly pulls the cuffs from his jacket with his other hand, grinning proudly as they dangle from his finger.

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[roartonrisen]

Again, 'maybe one day' is on the tip of his tongue, but he quiets and bows his head down, feeling a little disappointed that he can't show Sirius that, less that he can't do it. There are other ways for him to be happy, he knows that. "Well, I'm sure it's a lot like when you kiss me. Dazed, amazed, and delighted," he replies, looking around for something for his hand and coming up with nothing.

"Be right back," he insists, heading to the washroom to wet a towel and bring it back. He settles back down and begins to slowly clean himself, offering it out to Sirius once he's done a decent first pass.

[thebloodtraitor]

"If only I could kiss you to orgasm," Sirius says with another faint chuckle, his lips immediately curving into a wider, brighter smile at that idea. "Oh, there's a new challenge to try! Do you think I could?"

He's teasing, really, fairly sure such a thing is likely not possible, though he would at least like to have a go. Unfortunately, Kieren's slipped away before Sirius can attempt it and, groaning slightly, Sirius tucks himself back into his pants and trousers and sits up. He considers casting a quick cleaning spell on himself, but then Kieren is there holding out a damp towel and he uses that instead, swiping it across his bare stomach and sides where a bit has dripped down.

[roartonrisen]

"I don't think so," he says, trying to let him down easily, seeing as it's not like he has sensation at the best of times. He doesn't think aggressive stubbornness will get them to what they both want, but it's still nice to pretend. "But we can try," is what he offers, in order to try and keep hope alive.

He takes his time tenderly cleaning up Sirius and himself, getting every droplet he can. When he's through, he leans over and rests a soft kiss to Sirius' neck, a soft peck. "That was good," he praises, a bit shy about it, even if he doesn't regret it.

[thebloodtraitor]

"That doesn't seem nearly sufficient an adjective," Sirius argues through a grin, shifting slightly so they're pressed together more closely, Kieren's lips lightly enough on his neck to nearly tickle.

"Think I could become really very, very fond of the feel or your hand on my cock," he says, reaching over to lightly cup Kieren's jaw, drawing him into a light kiss, his thumb brushing Kieren's cheek as he pulls back. "So long as you want to put it there, of course."

[roartonrisen]

"I think we could probably have another date and end up in the same position," he says, trying to play it cool despite the very distinctively uncool like kiss he ends up smacking on Sirius' lips. "We'll see, won't we?"

[thebloodtraitor]

Grinning wide, Sirius waggles an eyebrow before giving Kieren's bottom lip a light nip.

"Possibly even more than one, I'd say," he replies, amazing even himself by how easy it is to say the words, and to mean them. To hope for the truth in them.