a/n: It's rated 'T' for a reason, guys.
prompt no. 2: haze
there's a burning in his chest, and yes, burning is good, the fire spreads form his toes and makes its way to his arms, and is almost to his brain, to glorious numbness, when the lips pressed against his own let out a murmur
'remus,' they whisper, kissing his throat, making their way to his ear, nipping at the earlobe with sharp teeth, 'remus,' they whisper, biting his lip, 'remus, remus, remus'
there's something wrong here, something terribly, terribly wrong, and that's a sign, the whisper, they aren't supposed to whisper remus, there's something wrong, it's not remus, his name isn't just remus, he's someone else, he had another name-
'moony,' sirius says, like a prayer, like remus is the best thing he's ever seen. 'moony, i love you.'
he presses hundreds of kisses on remus' neck, thousands down remus' chest
'moony, i love you, and i'm going to kiss you all over, moony, moony stop blushing like a virgin maid, i know for a fact that you're not, i know you're a dirty dirty bugger, moony, and i love you-'
hands fumble with the buttons on his shirt, cold, harsh hands, with rough fingernails, and that's wrong too-
'you have girl's hands,' remus says one night when they've finished and sirius is lying next to him, naked and beautiful and definitely a dream.
'so you've told me, a thousand times, and yet, you like them well enough when i do this-'
remus yells and scrambles away from sirius' hands as they wriggle lightly at his stomach
'i hate you, black!'
'love you too, lupin'
but his lips part and there is hot, moist breath in his mouth, a hint of something fruity (wrong wrong wrong it's supposed to be spearmint) and remus yells at his brain to shut the fuck up, forget it forget everything-
he wakes up the next morning in a foreign bed, and leaves within five minutes, without saying goodbye to the black haired man asleep on the bed, the black haired man who is not sirius.
Before you review: Yes, there are no capitals. Yes, it's wierd. It's a style called 'hipster writing' that I wanted to experiment with. If you didn't like it, don't review.
