A/N: this is based off of one of the plotlines by Marauders-And-Lily-I-Love, from Remus/Sirius Themes
Proposition
Sirius sauntered casually into the common room, looking around covertly for Remus. He noticed him sitting by the fire, laughing with James and Peter. Sirius stared at the werewolf, waiting for the heat from his eyes to light on Remus.
Remus looked up suddenly and saw Sirius' crooked grin. He nodded up to the dorm, and Sirius winked in return.
"'Scuse me, gents. I have to see a man about a motorcycle." Remus stood while Peter looked confused.
"What's a motorcycle?"
James shook his head. "Hold up Moony, we'll join you. I need to get something out of the dorm."
DAMNIT.
Sirius sneered imperceptibly. He wanted some alone time with his favorite werewolf!
As they climbed the stairs to the dorm, Remus leaned in and whispered in Sirius' ear. Sirius broke out in a wide grin.
"Can I please?"
"Do whatever you can to get them OUT OF THERE as fast as possible." Sirius' grin grew wider, if possible.
James flopped down on his bed once they entered the dorm. Remus growled under his breath once he heard his friend's light snores.
"James," he said, "I thought you just needed to get something?" James mumbled as he rolled onto his side. Sirius poked him in the back of his head. James swatted his hand away. Sirius pushed him off the bed.
"OW! You bloody prick-"
"Gentlemen, I have a preposition for you."
"Well, what is it?" James asked.
"You get out of this dorm right now, and you'll be spared the sexy image of me snogging Remus' face off. Although, that should be considered an honour."
James took one look at Peter, and they took off like a shot out of the room. Sirius grinned at Remus, who was laughing wildly. He ran his hand affectionately through the werewolf's golden mop of hair.
"Now, where were we?"
Remus smiled and pulled a magazine out of his back pocket.
"The latest issue of Motorcycles Monthly, as requested…"
A/n: NOT WHAT YOU WERE EXPECTING WAS IT?? I had fun writing it