At the Touch of a Button

“What does it look like I’m doing?” He breathed against the stubbled skin. “I’m begging you to fuck me.”

Remus groaned at the husky tone, his own hands straying to grip Sirius’ arse and pull his lean body closer. “Here? In this alley? Where anyone in Muggle London can see us?”

Sirius pulled back to look into Remus’ eyes, the amber indicating his desire already bleeding into the soft green. “I’ve already cast every Muggle-repelling spell and Notice-Me-Not charm I could think of. He canted his hips, pressing his aching cock against Remus’. “Now are we going to talk or are you going to fuck me?”