He hadn't often done this in a bedroom, truth be told. Before the island, he hadn't always had the opportunity. The brush of Sirius' fingers against his bare skin is enough to make his breath catch. He bites his lip against a nod and there was barely a breath before he followed, trousers sagging low on his hips.

Once they were through the door, he reached out, fingers curling around Sirius' hip to pull him back against his chest, pressed against him from shoulder to knees.