Tilltle: Productivity is for the boring.
Authour: Me Myself and Fangirl.
disclaimer: i don't own any of the Charecters mention in this story.
Summery: cleaning, isn't in Sirius's vocabulary.
a\n: this is my first lame attempt at SR\RL
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The four marauders, along with Lilly had decided that they would stay at number twelve grimmuled place in the Christmas holidays, and were all assigned a room to clean. Unfortunately, Sirius refused to clean.
"C'mon pads, if we're all going to stay here we have to get this place cleaned up" said Remus attempting to pull his boyfriend up off the floor unsuccessfully, Sirius had always been the stronger of the two.
"But productivity is for the boring!" Whined Sirius
"Are you calling me boring?" asked Remus in mock hurt
"Well….not in all aspects" said Sirius, twisting Remus's arm so he was holding onto Remus's wrist and gave a hard tug so Remus was now sitting on Sirius's lap
"Git" Remus said between passionate kisses
"Damn straight"
"I thought you were gay?" asked Remus looking puzzled
"Shut the hell up" Said Sirius Before kissing Remus feverishly.
Remus wasn't thinking when he gripped Sirius's shirt with both hands and pulled so the fabric tarred in two, he just wanted it off. Sirius pulled back smirking.
"Well that was smart"
"Now it's your turn to shut the hell up" Growled Remus as he pushed Sirius onto his back and devoured his mouth and neck, leaving angry bite marks.
Sirius Moaned loudly as Remus started rocking his hips, effectively grinding their erections together
The two were so immersed in their actions they didn't even notice James walk into the room.
"Yanno, guys, if you keep going your going to have a bigger mess to clean up" James said smugly. Remus pulled away from Sirius.
"aww, but James!" they whined. James shrugged
"Okay, but don't blame me when we're all getting smashed on fire whisky, and you two are still cleaning up your mess" James said as he left the room chuckling.
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