No one could accuse Sirius of holding back, could they? Fabian's eyelids fluttered as his eyes rolled back, his mouth open in another moan that was cut off when he claimed Sirius' mouth, the kiss heavy with the desire that Sirius' words and actions prompted.
His hips gave an instinctive push against the hand working him, his own wrist twisting as his hand pumped Sirius' length. It was a difficult task, but his fingers stroked faster inside Sirius' body to the best of his ability.