The wheel on the cart wiggles and squeaks as they mosey down the narrow market isle. It's distracting Remus and he's sure that if he didn't have a list in his hand, he would have forgotten well over half of the items on it because of it.
Remus turns to the shelf next to him and hums to himself as he chooses two small boxes.
"Should we be completely English and get Earl Grey, or be completely poncy and get this Raspberry Rain business?"
As Remus turns to his companion to ask, "So shall we be English or poncy?" with all the proper hand motions, he suddenly finds himself pinned to the very shelf he was just browsing through.
All he can register are the sounds of a couple of tea-boxes hitting the linoleum floor and a devious grin before Sirius' body is almost completely flush with his own and Sirius' lips are on his, his tongue asking politely for entrance, waiting patiently for Remus' mind to comprehend and let him join in on the fun.
Remus' lips part, then his shoulders melt and his knees go tingly as Sirius explores his mouth, inspecting incisors, mining molars, and claiming canines for England.
"People will see, Sirius." Remus says in a whispered whine when they break apart for air. A whine he knows his heart isn't the least bit invested in.
Remus sees the hint of the same devious grin from earlier before it is again hidden from view.
"Let them see," Sirius says so only he can hear. It's low and slightly gravely and in that tone that Remus knows all too well and is positive he will never get tired of.
Then Sirius sinks his teeth slowly into his neck right at the pulse point. The low moan-almost-growl that Sirius makes against his skin shakes his whole throat, evidenced in his own breathy moan that shook like a leaf all the way out.
"Can we get these Marshmallow Cocoa Sugar-Os? Prong's mum always made sure there were at least three boxes in the house since we were Growing Boys and all that. Mum never let us have any sugary cereal, and frankly I can't see why the hell not because it is bloody brilliant. ...Moony?"
Remus is still half way in Oh, Sirius, Do That Thing With Your Tongue Again Land, which is too far from the real world to say, "May, Sirius. May we get these Marshmallow Cocoa Sugar-Os." He simply nods and says, "'Course" and throws the box of Raspberry Rain tea into the cart.