Sirius liked to think of himself as the mysterious, playboy type. Which was partly true to most strangers, but to you, the other Marauders and Regulus? He was more of a puppy. Quite a coincidence that his animagus is a dog, amiright? Well, one of the things that contributed to his badass appearance that befuddled others, were his tattoos. He had gotten them to screw with his parents, but they were quite... Permanent. Not like he minded. Not at all. They could just be a little.. improper at times. Like events your family sometimes hosted. Not like you minded though. Nor did his boyfriend, Remus, mind. Nor did his other mates, James and Peter.

Currently, you and the Marauders were in the Gryffindor common room. Peter and James chatting away, Remus cuddled up next to Sirius as he read, and you sitting next to Sirius, staring at his tattoo sleeve. That's when you asked thee questions. 'Can I colour in your tattoos?'. Now, Sirius had planned for this situation in his oh-so-intelligent brain, but screw that. He grab some markers from his pocket, that he just kept in there for God knows why, and held them out to you with an lit up expression

“On my hands and knees, I plead and beg if you give me the most prettiest fill ins ever.”

That earns a glare from Remus, who Sirius quickly gives a kiss

“You can do the rest of them later, Moons, if y'know what I mean.”