Sharing a Bed

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"Moony?"

"Hmm?" Remus stirred slightly in his bed. Sirius pulled the curtain back further, exposing the light of his glowing wand..

"Can't sleep. Can I come in?" Sirius was asking a question but in reality it was one he already knew the answer to. Most nights they ended up sharing the same bed- the real question being who got out of their own. Tonight it was Sirius.

As usual Sirius had come up with an reason for sharing Remus' bed, otherwise it would imply that well…he preferred not to think about it. His other most common complaint was that he was cold, but that, of course was dependant on the weather. Remus however made no such excuses. He had shyly told Sirius the first time that he often had nightmares and that being near to somebody else helped. Usually, when he crept into Sirius' bed the only words he uttered were "Can I come in?" and recently he hadn't even bothered asking, not out of rudeness but because he knew what the answer would be.

"Uhuh," Remus lifted the duvet, inviting him in. Sirius clambered up, graceless as usual and collapsed beside Remus, his long hair looking even more handsome (if that was possible) for being tousled with sleep. Remus shifted closer and they automatically spooned their bodies together, Sirius' arm slung protectively over Remus' slim torso. It felt so natural to be like this, so 'right' that every time he lay there Sirius got closer to persuading himself that it wasn't wrong. They were just friends. Good friends.

Although they had tried to keep what they did from James and Peter, it wasn't easy and one morning they both overslept, so that their wakeup call was James' exclamation as he opened the curtains to find them lying there together. Sirius had explained casually that they sometimes had trouble sleeping while Remus turned a bright pink. Now both Peter and James were fine with it, even if James did smirk a little sometimes and mutter things under his breath that sounded suspiciously like "When are they going to realise?" There wasn't anything to realise as far as Sirius was concerned, it wasn't as if he was attracted to Remus. It wasn't as if they actually did anything. Sudden unwelcome thoughts about what they could be doing flooded Sirius' mind. He shifted away from Remus slightly, wriggling backwards so that they no longer touched, suddenly feeling very horny and desperate to make the feeling go away. What could he think of, hmm…Wormtail, no, Snape, wait…Wormtail and Snape…together. Sirius shuddered at the very thought. Odd…his mind seemed to very boy-focussed lately, but maybe that was because he he no doubts about his attraction to girls, he enjoyed making out with girls as much as the next guy, so what if he couldn't hold down a relationship.

Remus seemed to feel the shudder (damn him and his werewolf senses) and promptly woke up.

"So, Sirius, who's the lucky lady then?"

"What?"

"Oh come on, you're horny, I can smell it and I'm guessing you've been thinking about one of your girls."

"There is no girl."

"Oh Padfoot, you've been looking at one of those muggle magazines again haven't you?" Sirius didn't reply. Let him think that.

"Most guys may find them hot but frankly it's demeaning and perverted."

"Wait, most guys? Don't you 'find them hot' Moony?" Remus met Sirius' eyes for a moment and then looked away again.

"I wish I did, it's bad enough being a werewolf," he mumbled.

"What? Oh…do you find it difficult then?"

"Find what difficult?" Remus sounded wary.

"Getting turned on of course. I can help if you want."

"That's not…okay, sure, whatever."

"Right then, when do you want to start your lessons?" Sirius asked innocently.

"Umm…we could start now I suppose, it depends what they involve." Sirius winked,

"That's for me to know and you to wonder. Okay, first, hmm, what first?" He placed a hand on Remus' shoulder and Remus jumped. He wasn't sure if Sirius was putting on an act or just being terribly obtuse. "You're so tense. Turn over." Remus obeyed. "Take off your shirt." As Remus raised an eyebrow he explained. "I think we'll start with a massage- you need to relax." Remus took his shirt off and lay back down. "Oh, and I should probably-Silencio-" he cast the silencing charm"-just in case you get vocal and Prongs and Wormtail get the wrong idea." 'Get vocal,' Sirius could not know what those words did to him.