"Why shouldn't we?" Sirius put his hands on the table and knelt on top of it to reach Remus. Logic was obviously very far from his mind right now. After all, he was in love.

"I need you, Moony!" He had a tendency for being overly dramatic even at the best of times and this wasn't exactly such a time. "I want you!" He laid down on the table and pulled up his shirt, robe draped around him once it settled down from the energetic movement. He grabbed Remus' hand and put it on his chest, right above his heart.

He smirked, cocky as he was, and started leading the hand lower. And lower.