⠀ ⠀{ Sirius licks James’ fingers before he drops the grape into his mouth, “𝙝𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜” when Jamie then takes a bite of his own. }
Excuse you, Prongs. Those are /mine/.
⠀ ⠀{ Sirius’ mind definitely short circuited and ceased working at the first four words of that sentence, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 at Remus for an extended moment. }
Mmmm, I don’t believe you would try at all, actually.
{ Pads smirked. Challenging him. }
“I can lick you but I don’t think it would be particularly /appropriate/ to do in the middle of the common room.”
He glances around the room at the other people, “unless you’re into that sort of thing in which case I could /try/ but I can’t promise my best work.”
“Well it got you here didn’t it?”
Remus flashed James a bright grin. He may have taken a page out of Sirius’ hand written book titled ‘How to be Dramatic Enough to get the Attention You Deserve’
⠀ ⠀No way, Padfoot definitely has a mind of his own. I don’t control him.
{ Sirius grinned, catching the corner of his lips by “accident.” }
Does that mean you’re going to start licking me next?
His brow quirks up curiously, laughing while he continued to lay atop the other boy.
“Fond of speaking in the third person are we?”
A kiss was pressed to his nose.
“I may have picked up a thing or two.” His grin was mischievous