"Why are you running from me?" Sirius Black yelled down the corridor, as his mate ran away.
He shook his head and began sprinting after Remus Lupin. Once he made it to the prefect's common room, he said the password and entered. Inside, he saw Remus standing, facing a wall, his back to Sirius. He walked over to the handsome sixth year, and looked over his shoulder. In front of then, a mirror, showed both Remus's glaring face, and Sirius's cheerful one.
"I see you got the purple out of your hair pretty quickly, among other things. Why'd you run, though?" asked Sirius as he let out a snicker. Remus continued to glare, as he looked that the black haired boy's reflection.
"Because I don't take kindly to having 'I'm a teddy hugging poof' writing all over my face. What in the hell were you thinking, Padfoot. We play jokes on other people, not our friends."
He boy tried to turn around and walk away, but Sirius prevented him from doing so, by pushing him against the mirror. Using what little room he said left, Remus turned around. Sirius's face was deathly close to his own, his black gaze staring at him. He tried to control his breathing, as his heart began to race; Remus pushed his friend away roughly, and then left the room. Running after him, – again – Sirius grabbed his wrist and forced him to turn around. Sirius leaned forward to whisper into the boy's ear.
"You're just mad because you want me, Moony." He smirked, let of Remus's wrist and looked at him.
"Right, Padfoot. Because I would love nothing more than for you to take me, right here right now, in this hallway, with people watching and everything. The thought turns me oh so much." Remus said letting out a fake moaning sound.
"Wow, Moony. It seems like you have thought about this quite a bit. Care to share? Maybe we could . . . work something out," said Sirius flirtingly.
Wishing more than anything that his best mate was being serious – no pun intended – Remus shook his head and said, "Not really, Pads. Why don't you go find some blond Ravenclaw to snog and leave me alone for a bit? Besides, tomorrows the full moon and I'm not in the mood to deal with your games." Remus turned around and walked back to the prefect's common room.
He walked over to the couch and sat down. Sirius followed him, but instead of sitting on the couch, he straddled Remus's lap.
"Now why would I do that when I have an amazingly handsome werewolf underneath me right now?" asked Sirius seriously.
The Pureblood leaned forward and pressed his mouth to Remus's in a heated need, already gaining an erection. Remus recovered from the shock quickly, but instead of pushing him away, he wrapped his hands into the black mass of hair, and pulled him closer. Sirius forced his tongue into Remus's mouth, gaining an approving moan from the brown haired boy. Sirius suddenly pulled away.
"On the floor." The other boy looked taken back. "Now!" The need in Sirius's voice was obvious.
Remus stood up and sat on the floor. Sirius looked over him, noticing he large bulge in the prefect's pants. Sirius straddles Remus's legs, as he unbuttoned and unzipped the boy's pants. Remus lifted his ass slightly off the ground to help Sirius get them off his waist. Then he sat up, pulling off his shirt, while Sirius did the same.
Once all clothes were removed, Sirius bent down and claimed Remus's sweet tasting lips. Remus grabbed Sirius's erection and began stroking him. Sirius let out a loud moan into the werewolf's mouth, then reached down and grabbed Remus, precum dripping from the tip. They continued kissing, stroking, and pumping each other.
"Ah, Remus, I'm so . . . close."
"Me . . . oh . . . too."
A few more strokes and they felt release, spilling their seed all over the other boy's hands, and their naked bodies. The boy yelled out each other's names. Sirius lay down on Remus's chest, while Remus's clean hand stroked through Sirius's hair.