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Sirius leaned back to sit on his haunches, black hair flying everywhere and kiss-bruised lips pulled into a smug smirk. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he took in the sight of James sprawled out in front of him, bare chest heaving and covered in love bites from right below his jaw all the way down to his hips.
"Sirius," James whined, tugging on the rope that tied his wrists to Sirius' headboard, "get down here and kiss me."
His smirk turned into a wicked grin, and he teasingly ran his fingers up James' trouser-covered thighs, relishing the way he squirmed into the touch.
"In a minute," he replied breathlessly, rubbing circles into James' hip with his thumb. James huffed in frustration and bucked his hips up.
"Sirius," he glared, but it was diminished by his dazed eyes and flushed face, "fuck me. Now!"
"So demanding," Sirius teased running his fingers up James' flank to lightly wrap around his throat, grin widening at the hitch in James' breath. "Let me enjoy the view, Jamie."