The knock was shy, timid. Almost afraid and prayed on that it wasn't heard, yet as Regulas Black raised his knuckles and rapped upon Sirius Black's door, he sighed softly, never knowing what had gotten him into this, what the hell he'd got himself into.
"Sirius?"
The seconds dragged.
Perhaps his brother, and Regulas knew now, that was a whole thing to pull a stop at. The fact the person he was meeting for this, ah, so called 'lesson', was his own flesh and blood. His sibling. His brother.
His Sirius
"Come in,"
The voice was husky, drowned by the music that slunk from the wizarding speakers as the door opened a fraction, obviously charmed to stay silent, knowing full well that Sirius and his insomnia, and the whole mother-son hatred would keep him in here, bottled up within his own world, only having his music for company.
Damn.
That had to be hard.
Swallowing back the fear, the hand came to push open the door, and he popped his head around first, the first thing coming to his face was a frown, eyebrows tugging to knot as he looked to Sirius, relaxing, lain back on his bed without a care in the world.
Watching him, his eyes scanned the tanned skin, over the torso, down to the trousers that hung low on his slender hips, the bone magnificently carved, showing just a rim of fine downy hair that ran under the others spotting of material.
God damn it.
Why had he even agreed to this. Regulas remembered that awkward .. Scenario from this morning, choking almost as he remembered, hearing the words of the other as he slipped into the memory.
"Close the door and dim the lights,"