Satisfied
Sirius sat back, a wild grin pulling at the corners of his kiss-swollen lips, grey eyes sparking like they were made of lightning. His slender fingers pressed into the meat of James' denim-covered thighs. James stared up at him, cheeks hot and lips numb, heart hammering loud and fast against his ribs.
Fuck, Sirius was hot. Especially when he had just kissed James like he was about to eat him, and made him see stars behind closed eyelids.
"Satisfied, yet?" Sirius asked him, smug smirk in place and husky voice making heat pool in his belly.
James gives him a look— are you kidding me?
Sirius could snog him, everyday all day and forever, and he could never have enough.
He reached up, gripped Sirius' hair and yanked him towards himself, making a surprised noise catch in his throat.
"Get back down here and snog me senseless, you son of a bitch."