The Minor Series

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Elliot Minor, I am not making any money from this.

A collection of little Remus X Sirius one-shots prompted by the word 'Minor' and dedicated to Abi. When she said the word I'm sure she was referring to Elliot Minor (band), whom she obsesses over, and is trying (quite successfully) to get me to obsess over as well. However, I took it in a different way. XD

There is a lot of cuddling in these, because Abi loves cuddles. J

Docile

In which Sirius is unusually calm, and Remus is a pervert.

It's a little short.

The word docile wasn't one Remus would usually consider while trying to explain or describe the entity that was Sirius Black. He was usually bouncing around on the balls of his feet, calling people by those ridiculous pet names he thought up, and causing mayhem. There wasn't a moment of the day when Sirius wasn't up to something. Instead of docile, a word to describe Sirius Black would be wild. Which in and of itself was not something Remus exactly minded.

Which was why Remus found himself thoroughly confused, sitting on his bed and leaning back against the headboard, staring at one down-right docile Sirius Black.

But should he really be confused? The man was an enigma after all. One minute he was cold, the next he was burning hot and ready to go. No matter how many months Remus had been 'with' the long haired boy, he still couldn't get his head around Sirius' behaviour patterns. Not to mention the six and a half years of simply being Sirius' friend, and still he was no closer to figuring out if Sirius had any middle ground, or if he really did just swing from one extreme to the other.

But what exactly made Sirius so docile? The slightly swinging of his body; such an act reminiscent of small girls trying to get their way. The wringing of his hands; as if nervous for a response. Or the adorably cute blush spread wide across his cheeks, presumably because this was a side of himself Sirius rarely showed.

Either way, Remus most certainly wasn't complaining. He may enjoy a wild Sirius on a regular every day basis (hey, he was kept entertained right?), but a calm and quiet Sirius had many advantages to it as well. And really, how could he ignore those beautifully tempting pouting lips? Sirius really knew how to get what he wanted.

"C'mere." He muttered, bringing up a lazy arm and motioning for the boy stood in front of him to join him on the bed. Sirius did so, grateful he was no longer under Remus' scrutinising stare. While the idea of having the werewolf's eyes on him was sexy as all hells, it was also embarrassing when put in the situation Sirius had just put himself in. He sat next to Remus a little awkwardly, and felt the boy wrap both his arms securely around him. Subconsciously, he snuggled into the warmth of the others firm chest. He felt, rather then heard, Remus give a warm chuckle. "Never knew you were so… domestic."

If Sirius wasn't so happy with the fact that one of Remus hands had gone automatically to his hair, and was threading itself through his locks in the most sensational way, he would have pushed himself away from the boy with a glare to kill. As it was, Remus was petting him in just the right way that had all his dog senses tingling, and it was all the boy could do not to lean into the touch. Instead, he replied with.

"What the fuck's that supposed to mean?"

Even if Sirius was being calm, his colourful language was one thing that would never change. In response, Sirius felt Remus shrug.

"Well you know…" he began, "You're usually a pretty wild dog." He finished, as if that explained all. It wasn't unusual for Remus to talk about Sirius as if he was a dog. It didn't annoy Sirius, because in many ways, he dog traits flowed out into his human form, and he acted so canine sometimes it was simply odd.

Remus had caught him scratching behind his ears so many times he'd began worried about whether the boy might have picked up fleas. After the third time he'd caught Sirius with his foot behind his ear, he'd thoroughly bathed him (despite Sirius protests). To make up for it he'd made a comment on how flexible the young Gryffindor had become, and things had progressed from there. From that moment on it was not uncommon for Remus to jokingly call him a dog.

Sirius, for his part, did not seem to feel Remus' statement was explanatory enough, and grumbled against the werewolf's chest. Remus pulled him impossibly closer, still petting his hair consistently; waiting for the moment when Sirius would crack and demand more of the touch. It would only be a matter of time before the canine couldn't resist his instinct anymore; any dog liked to be petted.

"Remus." The boy said breathily, making the elder smirk.

"Yes Padfoot?" He asked, lowering his voice slightly to just the right tone to make his partner shiver.

"Fuck Moony, that's not fair." Sirius replied, burying his nose in the folds of Remus school shirt. "This was supposed to be…" he trailed off, the telltale blush coming back and making Remus grin.

"I get it." he replied, shifting their position slightly so Sirius was sitting on his lap. The boy's blush intensified, but he made no other protest against it. "But you are making this hard for me."

Sirius shifted slightly on his lap, wrapping his arms around the taller boy's neck and pressing his nose against the clavicle. He breathed deep, taking in the scent that was purely Remus.

"How am I making this hard?" he finally asked. "All I wanted was for us to spend time doing something other then sex. I mean… that's great and all, but just cuddling can be fun too. Gives us more opportunity to talk."

"Pillow talk is fun."

"Remus!"

The werewolf sighed.

"I can't help it." he said, "I've never had a tame Sirius in my lap before. It's fucking sexy."

If Sirius' blush could intensify, it probably would have done. As it was, he was beet red anyway, and he simply felt as if he'd gotten hotter.

"I'm not tame." he mumbled against Remus' shoulder, and while the sandy-haired man was loathe to agree, he felt it best not to rile Sirius up anymore. He withdrew his hand from Sirius' locks (despite the whine of protest) and settled both his hands to clasp together at the boy's lower back. In the end, the temptation to tease such a wonderfully sensitive creature won out, and Remus ran his nose along Sirius' exposed neck.

"You're so tame you're down-right submissive." He stated, relishing in Sirius' protesting mewl. Gods, he loved it when Sirius made those cute little noises, and if Sirius didn't want sex right now then he better damn stop.

"I'm not submissive." The boy breathed out; the hot air doing wonders to Remus' mood. He swore to God he could not be held accountable to anything he did to Sirius when the boy was like this. He'd never know Sirius to be shy, and it was most definitely a turn on.

"You -" Remus was about to say 'you will be' and make sure he got his fix tonight, when the door burst open and in walked James, closely followed by Lily. The boy stopped, however, upon seeing a blushing Sirius in the werewolves lap.

"Not interrupting anything am I?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, while Lily tried to stop herself from giggling. She'd known Remus and Sirius were in a relationship (the whole school knew, the way Sirius declared his love), but she'd never actually seen them do anything more then sit next to each other.

"Well actually-" Remus was cut off by Sirius.

"Just cuddling." he said, through clenched teeth and a glare in Remus direction. James raised the other eyebrow to meet it's twin.

"Whatever." He said, "I was just gunna grab my broom. Me and Lily are going flying." He said, if only slightly proud of himself. After 6 years of trying, and in his final year of Hogwarts he'd finally managed to get Lily to agree to go out with him; he was bragging about it whenever he could.

Remus nodded, grateful they weren't hanging around, since he really wanted to get back to having his way with a certain dog-animagus. But Sirius tensed, as if knowing what Remus was planning.

"You can stay." he said, already removing himself from Remus lap and laying down next to him, resting his head on Remus' shoulder and draping a lazy arm over the elders stomach. He wasn't going to give up his cuddle time just because James walked in.

James, however, glanced at Lily and rolled his eyes.

"C'mon." he said, "I know you guys are hardly minors. It doesn't bother me. So if you don't mind, I'd rather go flying."

And with that he took off out of the room, leaving a happy Remus and a blushing Sirius.

"Dammit." Said the dark-haired boy. "I just wanted to fucking cuddle."

Despite his protests, Sirius didn't move as Remus went to step-up their cuddling. He really was docile today. So easy to control and happily submissive to the touches Remus was bestowing upon him.

"I'll cuddle you all you want." The werewolf said, then pressed his lips firmly to the smaller boy's. "After sex."

Heh. XD. Well, this is what comes from Abi wanting lots of cuddles, and me wanting lots of sex. Compromise. XD

The next One-shot in this 'Series' should be up soon. XD Which involves more sex. Heh. Oh well, anyone who likes this? Thank Abi. Anyone who hates this? Blame Abi. :P

Hope you enjoyed!

~Od23