Thanks to Porti, for help with the last line, and to the people at Blue Grapefruit (see profile for link) for CC.
Disclaimer: They may be hot, but they're not mine.
Nomenclature
by
Redex
All he said was a name. That was all.
"Sirius..."
The name of that one, breathing on his neck. The one who was drunk and angry with it.
It was that name that he said as the clothes came off, this time with slightly more fear.
"Sirius..."
And then that name was what he said as his brain stopped working and all he could do was breathe it out. He clung to the neck of his captor, even as the tears pricked his nose and his skin shivered with desire.
"Sirius..."
That name was what he said when he was ithere/i, lost in the sea of movement and life. As the little bursts of pain and pleasure ran parrallel untill he was gone, and then hauled back.
"Sirius..."
In the aftermath, that was all he said, as he clung like a beraggled cat, with arms tenatious with with the need to console and forgive.
"Sirius..."
He had said it all along, and now the other said his name, a whispered prayer. They fell asleep as soon as they heard each other's heartbeat, secure.
"Remus..."
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In the morning, of course, it was different. There was more speach, more words, more movement and more thinking, but something had risen in that exchange of names.
Remus had seen it as he had awoken, finding a quite comfortable body smooth against his, slightly chapped lips healing a new wound he didn't remember getting, and deep eyes fletched with the red of sleeplessness. Remus knew his eyes held forgiveness and understanding.
"Remus..."
"Sirius..."
Their names acknowledge something found and gained, given and charished.
And after, neither could say the other's name without seeing somewhat in their eyes.
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