Nagging

"Don't want to," he mumbled.

James groaned audibly. "C'mon Padfoot, I haven't had a shag in days."

"Sorry," Sirius said, rolling over and away from James. "Your problem."

"Then it's your problem too, you git," James retorted, pressing up against Sirius's back. "I can be a real pain when I'm horny."

"Th' answer's no, you twit."

"Oh, come off it, you haven't had a proper fuck since -"

"Fuck off."

"I'd like to, but you're not cooperating mate."

"I'm not doing it Prongs, so just -"

"You can top this time, if you like."

There. That stopped him dead in his tracks.

"Wha?" Sirius lay stock still.

"You heard me," James answered. "You can top."

Sirius turned over to face James, bewildered.

"Really?"

James nodded. Sirius threw the bed sheets off of him.

"Well," Sirius said smugly, "Get on with it then."