A slow grin spread across his mouth at the nip to his bottom lip before groaning low. Merlin. Sirius stepped in closer and tightened his arms around her before he leaned down to press a deeper kiss to her lips.

"You are intoxicating," he murmured after a long minute, pulling away just long enough so he could lift her up onto the desk. "This good," he asked, watching her closely, not wanting to be on the end of her wrath. Not when he clearly wanted more of this.