A simple fuck me would have sufficed really. It had been Fabian's intention to wheedle the simple response from Sirius, but when he got specifics, he was torn between laughing and wanting to pound into Sirius as hard as he could.
His head was forced back into position so that he was staring Sirius in the lust-darkened greys of his eyes. It was a look to remember, that. In an instant, Fabian's hand left his own straining erection to fully wrap around Sirius' instead. He squeezed from base to tip, dragging the heel of his hand across the swollen head each time he did.
The only other response he gave was a throaty moan and more strokes of his fingers where they had earned such a delicious groan.