"Remus, seriously, we have been here for half an hour… they're the same colour. They're blue. They're curtains. It doesn't matter. Pick which ever you want!"
Remus Lupin managed not to roll his eyes, but it took all his self-control. Which was decreasing by the second, if he didn't get this sitting room finished before Thursday, the next order meeting, it would never get done.
"No, actually, Mr Black, they're very different…. One is turquoise the other is duck egg…. They're very different… are you even listening to me?"
"Yeah- you were talking quidditch, right? Remy, I'm joking- come back!"
Too late though, apparently, as the raven haired man watching as his boyfriend stormed away, no doubt to sulk in the car park and suck on a Marlboro red.
You idiot, Black. This is important to Remus, other than Hogwarts, the first home he's ever had. You better make it up to hi- ah. That will do nicely…
A grin spread across his aristocratic features as he hastily evaluated both packets of curtains… nope, they looked no different.
He grabbed one at random and threw it into the trolley and turned to leave when the thought struck him.
It's the full moon next week. He'll be embarrassed if he ruins the house, particularly now he can't go outside. I better get spares.
Grabbing an extra half a dozen packets, which would be concealed in the house to avoid questions, thus further embarrassing his boyfriend.
"SIRIIS ORION BLACK !"
The tone did not invite dallying. Even though Sirius's heart dropped at how angry Remus sounded, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement too. Angry Remus lupin was just delicious…
"Yes, dear?" maybe, just by being so charming, so detectible, that Remus would forgive him.
He came down the stairs and saw what had caused the confusion.
Oh shit. Im in so much trouble.
The boot prints covered in mud were so pronounced on the cream carpet you could see where Sirius had worn down one heel. He'd honestly never looked down or behind him on the way to his room.
"Oh shit, remy im so-"
The words died in his throat as Remus grabbed him by the shoulders and with surprising force (his werewolf strength was hidden surprisingly well) and with a sound of "urgh" he hit the wall, not failing to notice the picture of them and harry fall from the wall. He'd pick it up later.
What was drawing his attention was the lithe Remus who was kissing him as if his life depended on it. It was hot and passionate and punishing, teeth clashing and a moan escaping as Remus bit down on Sirius bottom lip.
"I've had it with you, you know that?" the words were ground out between Remus sucking and biting his way down the very appealing neck of his boyfriend. When he got to the white shirt Sirius wore so well, he just yanked the material clean off, revealing white, untouched skin.
He was going to change that. Sirius wouldn't be sitting for a week. His hand found his way down the front of Sirius' pants and started to tease him, smirking darkly at the whimpering mess Sirius was.
"you-drive-me-insane. And now, you're going to pay for, understand?"
When Sirius could only moan and buck his hips forward Remus reached out and bit down on one of Sirius nipples, hard.
"I said did you understand?"
"ow- yeah, god yes, please?"
With a growl that was downright animalistic, Remus forced Sirius' pants down his legs, then his boxers, before turning him roughly and forcing him a little too hard against the wall.
In a second he was also unclothed and kicked one of Sirius' legs to make him spread them wider.
"Im going to tear you apart, Mr black. Then, you'll behave. "
Sirius just moaned in approval and need.