"And--" Yes, there were more demands. There were always more demands. Their eyes met for a moment as Severus once more ripped the buttons from Sirius's shirt. He liked being destructive, what could he say? "And if you get tired of me, you say it. You tell me. I won't hang on. I'm not those dozens of girls that still want you."

Severus tugged the shirt from Sirius's shoulders and bit eagerly into his mouth.

"Anything else?"