Victoire & Sirius
"Yeah, I changed my mind at the last minute," he said, his eyes naturally traveling down to her breasts once more, remembering their passionate evening together. Unconsciously he licked and bit down upon his lips. "Punk's more my style, and I figured I could wear this on regular days."
The kiss was unexpected, though considering how intimate they'd been together, Sirius didn't know why. He managed to tear his eyes away from her chest and he made an attempt to keep himself from doing so again, though it was difficult. He chuckled and said, "The night's still young, I have plenty of time to get in trouble." He added, "Or fun," after losing his resistance to temptation long enough for another quick glance at her breasts. He recovered and tried his best to focus on something that didn't involve having sex with her right in the middle of the party. "How about yourself? What did your family have to say about your costume?"