First Kiss
By S.S. Harry
Summary: SB/RL One Shot: Through a game of "I Never" The Marauders, discover just how innocent 16-year-old Remus is, that is not even been kissed, ever. Therefore, Sirius decides that he'll teach this novice a thing or two.
Remus, Sirius, James and Peter all sat one day in Hogsmead at the Three Broomsticks where they were enjoying Butter Beer turned Fire whiskey. Remus sat in the booth near the window with Sirius at his side. James and Peter were direct opposite of them. "OY!" Remus said as Sirius and his flavor-of-the-month leaned further over pressing Remus further into his already squashed corner.
"Sorry there mate," Sirius apologized straightening up a bit to smile at his friend. He was ready to stop but she was running her tongue down his neck and attempting to force his mouth open. Therefore, instead of stopping to chat with his friends, he indulged in the girl more as James and Peter watched amusedly. They began to lean back yet again and this time Remus felt something sliding up his leg. He jumped 5 feet in the air. "Whose hand is that?" He said panicking.
"Padfoot that's enough man, you're scarring Moony," James said. Peter was drooling as if he was reading a very vivid dirty magazine. "Sorry again mate," Sirius said, removing his hand. "Hey Myra, I'll talk to you later okay?" Sirius said winking at the blonde haired blue-eyed beauty. She nodded and he moved to get off her. She stood slowly and straightened her ridiculously short skirt. She waved at the marauders and walked off.
James cleared his throat. "So back to why we came here before we were, ahem, interrupted." He took the four large mugs and separated the contents of the large container of fire whiskey between them. "Okay you guys ready to play? Everyone knows the rules?" James asked. Everyone nodded. "Alright then let's get started. I'll start. I've never… checked out Professor Mc Gonagal." Sirius and Peter took a swig of the liquid and Peter gagged shortly on the strong drink. They were all going clockwise.
After an hour of playing, they all noticed that Remus' glass was still full. "Oh come on Moony there has to be something you've done," Sirius said. Remus just smiled at him kindly and played with the bridge of his gold-rimmed glasses. "Fine then, operation, 'what has Remus done' is a go," Sirius smiled. It was James' turn, "Hm… I've never kissed a girl," James said. Remus rolled his eyes at his friends blatant lying and James smiled triumphantly. "Well drink," James said. Remus shook his head. "According to the rules I don't get to drink," Remus said. "Wait you've never- uh?" James stammered. It was Peter's turn. "I've never… kissed a guy." Sirius took a swig, but Remus sat there calmly. "Fibber!" James said. "I'm not fibbing I'm serious," Remus said. "No I thought I was Sirius!" Sirius said with mock anger.
The game continued and Remus drank once, for the "I've never walked in on James whacking off" and by time they were going back to the school it was near sunset, Remus holding up James and Sirius as they stumbled and sang drunkenly.
After a sobering draught, they were all sitting in the common room. James was writing a letter or poem of some sort dedicated to Lily and every once in a while he asked Sirius or Myra for their help or second opinion. Sirius and Myra sat on a couch, Sirius stretched out while she sat with her feet tucked under her and stroked his long dark hair. Remus was sitting reading a muggle book entitled Der Struwwelpeter: Fearful Stories and Vile Pictures to Instruct Good Little Folks by Heinrich Hoffman on a large comfortable recliner and Peter was sitting cross-legged at James' feet watching him write and chewing on a licorice root thoughtfully.
"What rimes with Lily?" James asked. "Silly," Remus said. "Nilly," Peter suggested. "Billy," Sirius said. "To Lily my Lily I know I'm quite silly," James said aloud. Remus looked at him oddly. "What?" I bet it's better than what you're reading!" James retorted. "What I'm reading is way more mature than that, and it's a children's book talking about a little girl setting herself on fire." Remus said slowly. "Sheesh," James said. "Nazis, "he said under his breath. Remus rolled his eyes and kept reading.
A small airplane flew past him and hit him on the head. In a stupor, he opened the letter. 'If you ever want to learn how to kiss so that you don't disappoint Melanie lemme know. SB.' Remus stared at him with an odd look on his face, but Sirius was too busy making out with his GF. However as he stared a second longer Sirius looked over at him and nodded in acknowledgement. Remus nodded as well and Sirius put up five fingers and pointed to the storage closet to behind Remus.
This was a very strange offer and Remus had no idea why he accepted it, or why he was excited about it. If Melanie found out about this she'd castrate him, but even so, he was still very compelled to accept the offer. Remus mused over this as he crawled into bed that Friday night, his mind still trying to figure out what happened. With a shrug, he shook his head and lay down on his side. Staring at Sirius who was sprawled out eagle like on his bed in his green plaid boxers not even bothering to throw on a cover or a shirt for that matter.
The next day went by in a flash for Remus, spending most of his Saturday read and talking quietly with Melanie. Finally, it struck five and Remus leaned casually against the broom closet. Suddenly he was grabbed and forced in. "Shh," came Sirius' smooth voice. Remus nodded and relaxed. "Lumos," Sirius muttered. He then sat his illuminated wand on one of the small shelves. "Now,' he said quietly, leaning on the back wall, Remus noticed this closet was slightly large and he too sat next to Sirius. Sirius was calm and collected and appeared to be in deep thought, while Remus was nervously fiddling with the hem of his teal sweater.
"Okay," Sirius said finally, breaking the silence. "The first thing for a first kiss is the object of spontaneity; it makes it all more exciting and doesn't give the person a chance to expect anything." With that, Sirius quickly reached over and crushed his lips upon Remus' caressing his cheek. Remus felt lightheaded as if he were going to fly away. He pulled away and they were both breathing heavily. "Check," Sirius muttered. "Okay, next um, is form. A simple kiss would include something like lip nibbling. Which is basically when you kiss them you hold their lip between your teeth." He then followed that statement with a kiss
They went on for no one knows how long, Sirius talking and explaining then demonstrating and Remus melting into his arms again. "The next lesson," Sirius said as Remus pulled his weight off Sirius, "Is self control. You have to be able to stay at one level and not excel to an uncomfortable point and sometimes it's just a tease. So are you ready? Ok." Sirius kissed Remus. Remus leaned in some and Sirius pushed him back. "No," he said. The regained their composure and tried again. This time Sirius moved his lips away from Remus' mouthed and planted kisses down his neck. Remus' hand went to guide Sirius and Sirius smacked his hand away making Remus annoyed. He continued like this and yet again smacked Remus' hand. Remus let out a low growl of frustration and forced his weight upon Sirius making it so he was on top of him. Now in control, he took full advantage of the situation, hands and lips roaming to see what makes Sirius tick. He found that he enjoys it when you nibble his ear. He mad a mental note of this.
Once Remus realized that he was probably suffocating Sirius, he checked on him. Seeing the boy unfazed by the equally heavy one on top of him, he continued his oral escapades. Sirius' watch gave a small beep and began to glow. He looked at his watch and cursed. "It's 7, time for dinner," Sirius said. "We've been in here for 2 hours!?" Remus exclaimed. "Shh, keep your voice down," Sirius said. "Ok, I'll leave now and then you leave in a couple of minutes they wont suspect me, but you they will," Sirius said. He grabbed his lit wand and Remus could see that he looked much disheveled, red in the face and his eyes looked cloudy. Remus felt proud of himself as he'd never seen Sirius get like that with any girl.
"After dinner, meet me here again," Sirius said. Remus' face fell, "I still need work?" "No, Merlin knows you don't" Sirius said. "But," he added with a cocky grin, "I'd like to see more of that."
Dinner was a strange affair, James looking at Remus oddly. "Mate, are you okay?" James asked. "I'm fine why?" Remus said. "Well I don't know it may just be me but you're blinking between red and normal and red again" James said. In truth, every time Remus' mind skimmed over what occurred in that closet, his face would turn red and then he would will it to go back to normal and then he'd flush again. "Oh err it's nothing." Remus said, diverting his eyes from James' suspicious glance.
"Wait a minute," James said slowly. He clapped Remus hard on the back, "Moony you've totally been made out with! And thoroughly too!" he laughed and Sirius and Peter both gave him congratulations. This time he flushed and it wouldn't go away. "Oh, err, I gotta go," Remus said. He stood abruptly and left the dinner table.
Remus sat in the Gryffindor common smacking himself on the head. "Calm down," he scolded, pulling off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbing his eyes. He sat there and a small knock came from the closet. He ignored it. There was another knock and he looked at it oddly, before opening the door. The grabbing of his sweater and the crushing of lips met him. Sirius kissed him frantically and hungrily running his fingers through his hair as his tongue attempted to explore every part of Remus' mouth. Remus was leaning back against the sidewall, Sirius had some of his weight on him and his right hand bracing him against the wall, and his left went to explore under Remus' shirt. Remus moved to do the same glad that the shirt was untucked and ran his hand over the smooth hard stomach of Sirius.
"Okay Wormtail you ready? When I open the door, I want you to snap the picture of Remus and his girlfriend. This is for the yearbook's couple's page," James said. "One," he said. "Two," he readied his wand. "Three! Say cheese!" with a flick of his wand the broom closet burst open and Peter's camera clicked. Sirius stared at James with a weird look and Remus wasn't paying attention, a dreamy look in his eyes ad he stared at Sirius'lips. James stood there with his mouth opening and closing, a shocked look on his face. He then passed out.
This was Class of 1985's Hottest Gryffindor Couple in their yearbook.
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