"Oh, typical, making me do all the work..." Remus flashed a brief wry grin at him, that hand still remarkably sure on Sirius' cock. Remus didn't think he'd been more sure of anything in his life, frankly. "And making you sound like you're something stashed in a Gringotts' vault when you're infinitely more precious." He treated Sirius to a hard kiss as punctuation, all locking teeth and searching tongue, then removed his hand and slowly got off the couch, refusing to break eye contact.

Licking across his palm, he tasted and smelled Sirius there, nostrils flaring. "Chop chop then. Show me what a lovely slut you are and walk naked to the bed, then wait for me. I want to see what I own."