With a moan Gaius kissed Sirius back, wrapping arms and legs around his lover and arching up against him, seeking as much contact with Sirius' body as he could get. He pushed his hands up under Sirius' shirt, running his nails up Sirius' back and scratching lightly. It felt wonderful, the cool softness of the foliage beneath him and the hard heat of Sirius' body above him a delicious contrast.
He pulled back, sliding his hands down to Sirius' hips and then groping his arse while he grinned wickedly. "You win, mein hund. You can claim any forfeit you like."