All Punching Ends In Makeouts
"Once upon a time, in a far away land-"
Remus punched Sirius in the stomach. "Oof."
"What the hell did you do that for, Remmy?"
Remus rolled his eyes. "Why are you reading fairytales?"
"I don't know. Don't you like muggles?"
He studied his nails with serious consideration and said with a straight face, "Only the tasty ones-oof."
Now Remus was the one nursing a sore stomach, long light brown hair falling into his angry eyes. "I hate you so much, Sirius."
Sirius grinned, soft black hair setting off his gleaming dark eyes. "No, you don't."
"You don't know what I feel."
"Is that right?" He leaned forward, hands resting on either side of Remus's hips, setting off the tingling sensation Remus had come to both hate and love, and trapping Remus's legs beneath his own bent ones.
"Yes." Remus tried to hide his red face, but knew he couldn't look away from Sirius or the loveable/hateable bear dog would win.
"So, if I were to do this" –Sirius brushed his finger up Remus's side- "and this" –he placed his hand on the werewolf's chest- "and this" –he closed the distance between them, pushing his lips against Remus's, tugging lightly on his bottom lip with his teeth until he got a reaction, and then taking full advantage of his crush's flustered state and kissing him full on the mouth- "you wouldn't feel anything?" Sirius looked somewhat crushed.
"And what if I told you that after all these years of telling you yes, that I've lied?"
And fully flushed red, Remus leaned forward and kissed his new boyfriend.
