Severus smirked just before he sank his teeth into Sirius's throat and sucked the spot into a bruise. It. Was. Perfect. Severus's fingers tugged at Sirius's shirt, pinging buttons off onto the forest floor. He was a hormonal and needy teenager. Obviously he was meant to be a bit over excited at the thought of this.

The location was not ideal, but where else were they meant to go?

Severus drew his head back to look at the damp spot on Sirius's throat.

"I think you like 'her' biting you too."