Title: As the Wolf Howls
Author: Winter Plot
Rating: T
Summary: James is convinced werewolves are real. Sirius isn't. Until he befriends a mysterious man named Remus who only appears during the full moon. Can love blossom between them, or will there always be skepticism on where Remus is during the rest of the month?
Warnings: Eventual slash. That means that there will be two men who like each other sexually. I think that's sexy. If you don't, you probably should leave. However, if you're not sure, stick around for a bit and let me corrupt your mind.
The only other warning you get is that SexySirius and GorgeousRemus might give you dreams.
Disclaimer: Don't own fuck. The only good thing she's done to the characters so far is admit that Dumbledore was gay. I'm sitting around waiting for her to acknowledge Sirius and Remus.
So, this is the first chapter of about 10, and I'm going to try my damnedest to update this as often as I can, which is why I've written the first few chapters already, just to give me a bit of leeway.
The parts to this may seem short, but that's the point. I try to keep each bit under 500 words and closer to 200. It should seem like little snips of Sirius' life, and it's meant for you to fill in all the gaps. If you don't like the style, please tell me, as it's not too hard to fix.
Here's to hoping you enjoy.
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Chapter 1: First Moon
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There was a full moon in the crisp night sky, and Sirius didn't really notice until one of his co-workers pointed it out in the dusk as they were about to go home. "Yo. Look. Full moon."
"So?" Sirius asked, slinging his bag into the back of his motorbike and closing the latch on the carry case.
"You said you were going out tonight. Watch out for werewolves, man."
Sirius rolled his eyes and slipped on his leathers. "Yeah? Well then, any hot chick I pick up tonight I know won't be one."
"Unless you do it 'doggie style'." His friend leered.
Sirius grinned and clipped his helmet on. "Yeah, yeah. See you on Monday, James." He made to straddle his 'black bitch' when his friend stopped him.
"Look. Jokes aside, they say that werewolves are mythology, but there's been some crazy shit going on - so, well... just be careful, okay?"
Sirius frowned, but kicked the stand back, and with a wave, revved out of the parking garage.
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Filled with instant dinner, having just brushed his teeth and taken a shower, Sirius (leather and eye-liner clad) walked into that evening's bar choice. He had even cleaned his room and stuck a few new condoms in his back pocket in the hopes of finding a large-breasted woman tonight. Preferably blond.
The bar was dusky, and smelt slightly of alcohol. To one side stood a dance floor with flashing lights, occupied by a few people. The pool tables on the other side were surrounded with men, with a few possible hookers amongst them. The bar and the tables placed around the room were filled with the more respectable customers and was quite packed. He could already see a few potential women as he passed the tables. He sauntered over to the bar, catching a few eyes on the way. "Something sweet." He asked, willing to try something new, even it was girly.
The stool to his left was empty - a perfect invitation to any woman who wanted what he did. He took a glance at the other stool and found tawny hair. As though he could feel Sirius' eyes upon him, the man turned around.
Sirius had seen beautiful men in his life, but this one beat any others. Not that he looked like a woman - no. He was very masculine, but the soft curve of his lips and the kind green eyes contrasted with the masculine jaw and nose. A perfect combination, really.
"Hullo." Sirius said as though he met stunningly gorgeous men everyday.
"Hello." The man answered. With such a lithe body, one would not have expected such a smooth and masculine voice. "Long day?" He asked, and Sirius nodded.
"Long week."
"Long month." The man replied.
Sirius smiled. "My name's Sirius. Nice to meet you." He extended a hand.
The man grasped it firmly with his own warm hand. "Remus. My month's just gotten better, thank you. I've been around some pretty uptight people the past while."
Sirius waved him off. "No problem. Nice to talk with someone without a stick up their ass and a tie tied too tight around their neck."
Remus smiled. "Ahhh. The corporate world."
"God, and what a jungle it is." Sirius was about to ask the man what kind of job he had, but Remus cut him off softly.
"Enough of the work topic. A Friday night such as this shouldn't have any words passed between persons about work."
"I'll drink to that." Sirius said, and raised his glass in salute.
Remus followed suit.
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Even though only a few drinks had been shared, and both were quite sober, Sirius had forgotten his plans of a female conquest and was focused on the conversation he was having with the gorgeous man in front of him.
At some point in the last hour or so, bodies had slid closer and bar stools had been subtly turned towards each other so one of Remus' knees was pressed hotly between Sirius' legs.
The knee seemed to be getting closer and closer to his crotch, and Sirius knew that it was his own doing. He was almost ready to fall off his stool with how far he had inched forward. Normally Sirius would have stepped back from this situation, never being one to have an interest in men, but with the music, dim lights, a gorgeous face and warm body, he found himself caught up in the moment and not caring.
Sirius knew that if he inched any closer to that knee, it would touch a sensitive part of his inner thigh, and he would end up grinding his groin into that very sexy knee.
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With practiced ease, Sirius didn't show how hot and bothered he was in his conversation. "Yeah, and so he drove straight off this fucking CLIFF! Didn't even realize it was there. He was stuck in the blackberry bushes part way down for a couple hours."
Remus laughed, and Sirius felt himself heat up at the richness.
In a quick gesture, Remus checked his watch. "Oh, dear, I better be going,"
"Oh." Sirius said, surprised.
"I'm glad to have met you, Sirius. Could I walk you home?" Remus asked, standing up and withdrawing that welcome heat from between Sirius' legs. The cold air that rushed into the space did not cool Sirius down at all. "Oh. That would be wonderful, if you don't mind. I do have my bike, but even though I'm not drunk, it's better safe than sorry." Sirius placed down his money for the bartender and slipped on a jacket like Remus was doing, and followed him out the door, sticking close.
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When Sirius' house was reached, they turned to each other.
"I'm sorry if I kept you from finding a girl tonight." Remus said.
"And what makes you think I was looking for one?" Sirius asked, somewhat surprised.
"The way you walked in tonight. And besides, those pants are so tight you can tell you have condoms in your back pocket."
Sirius smiled. "There's always tomorrow. I had a much better time than I would have with some broad." Sirius cleared his throat. "Besides, I have to go pick up my bike from there tomorrow anyway..."
They looked at each other as he trailed off.
"Do you want to come in for some coffee?" Sirius asked, pointing his keys over his shoulder at his small house. He knew this line usually implied he was willing to have sex, but this time it could go either way.
Sitting and talking some more with Remus would be pleasurable, but if the man thought it was for sex, Sirius didn't think he'd mind terribly.
However, Remus checked his watch again. "I would love to, but I really do have to go."
Sirius nodded in understanding.
"I really enjoyed myself this evening, Sirius. Would you mind terribly if I dropped in sometime and took you up on that 'coffee' offer?"
"Not at all!" Sirius exclaimed.
Remus smiled at him, and with nothing more than a firm handshake, they parted. Sirius watched the man walk away before trudging up his steps and unlocking his house.
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It took a good half hour to clear the lust from his mind, but afterwards, he sat upon his couch to think.
Tonight was the first time he had even thought of a man like that. "Maybe the full moon does strange things to people." He muttered.
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Halfway to his bed, ready for a good long sleep, Sirius heard something; a scratching from outside his window.
Drowsiness left him as he stealthily moved to the window. He drew back the curtains to come face to face with a large tawny dog.
Breathing a sigh of relief, he looked at the dog.
"Werewolves, huh? Doesn't look like one to me. I thought they were slavering, blood-thirsty beasts, not drooling dogs with grins."
He opened his window to let the dog in,
"You lost, fella?" he asked, checking to see if there were any tags.
'Woof' was his response.
Finding nothing, he sat back on his heels. "We'll call the pound in the morning, okay? You can stay here for tonight."
Sirius scuffled his fur a bit and slipped into bed. "You make yourself comfortable on the floor."
The dog did not obey, though, and jumped upon Sirius' bed and settled down.
"Oh, god. I'm to tiered to argue." So he laid back down and curled up.
"Great," he said to himself, "instead of sleeping with a hot chick, I'm sleeping with a dog. Way to go Sirius."
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Winter: Woo. Well, that took less time to type than I thought it would. But the important thing is that it's here now.
I hope you liked it. If you didn't, or have decided that I need to get my head checked because it was terrible and made no sense, the form to send me to the hospital can be reached by way of that button below.
-Winter Plot