Sirius's bedroom was kitty-corner from Regulus's and a good thing, too. Regulus didn't think he had enough concentration mixed with energy to rub together to make a spark. Using his wand to open both doors, he summoned the lube from the drawer of Sirius's bedside table. It clumsily flew through the air until it landed in the palm of his hand.
He tossed it to Severus and kicked his legs up, curling his toes in anticipation.
"It's probably going to be cold. Have mercy on a virgin and hold it in your palm before you apply it, hmm?"