Ok, so I got quite few requests to finish this lol - so here it is the next part - I hope this feels more finished to everyone and less cliffhanger-ish! Thanky uo for all the kind reviews last time around folks, each one is very much appriciated! I have an idea for a second part to this sotry so if people want to see it - let me know and I'll write it!

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Silence Must Be Heard

There was a period between the pair where no words were spoken, but the room felt louder than ever. Remus' shoulders dropped he felt like he lost it all, the dreams, the secret hopes; they were draining away into the castle walls and becoming nothing more than a memory. What would Sirius question now? What would Remus question within himself? Was every little thing he did for Sirius because he had a crush on him or was genuinely because he was good friend? He looked at the floor, unable to look at Sirius whilst he carried that shocked look.

All the worry and anguish that he had used the parchment to relieve had flooded back, but only this time it was worse. Tears glistened at the corner of his eyes, but he tried so hard to fight them back, Sirius wouldn't want to see him weak. Not that it mattered anymore. He cursed the parchment in his head them himself for being as careless as to leave it lying around or to write it in the first place.

After a few moments Sirius composed himself and strode over to where Lupin was standing. Remus stepped aside allowing his friend to pass him, but that wasn't what Sirius did. Instead he stopped so the two were side by side. Holding up the parchment at shoulder level he simply asked. "Well, well Moony, I am good aren't I?" a mischievous smile played on his lips.

"Sirius, I-" Lupin tried to explain then realised what Sirius had said and stopped, but before he start again or ask for some kind of clarification, Black put a finger to Remus' lips and hushed him softly. "Don't come up with a smart arsed excuse Moony, you'll ruin it." Lupin's brow furrowed as he tried to allow himself to believe what was happening, yet finding it difficult.

Black could see the conflict in his friend's eyes and felt compelled to quell it and as he leaned in to kiss Remus, the werewolf let himself go, and allowed himself to believe. Once more for what seemed like the second time, Black had found him.

First he felt Sirius' strong hand brush against his cheek, sending a shiver down his spine and dispersing throughout his entire nervous system jolting his body. As their lips touched there was another, this time stronger, but Remus relished it, enjoying the spark between them. The pair's movements became more furious and harsh. Their mouths now crushed together in a tight seal and tongues were exploring each other.

Both felt their body temperatures rise and their cheeks flush, Moony more so than Black. A cold breeze floated across Lupin's neck as Padfoot removed his hand and traced down the werewolf's neckline and further down still to his lips. As if Black were leading, Lupin mimicked the action, allowing Black to have full control of the situation, full control over him.

And as the animagni's hands wandered once more to Remus' thigh and on to his crotch, Lupin felt the wolf awake in inside him and growl fiercely. The pure animal lust fuelled him onwards. He took a tighter grip on Sirius and jilted him in closer still, the friction between them turning into sexual electricity. For the first time, he controlled the wolf and used it to fuel him onwards, giving him an extra boost.

This energy transferred to Sirius, who was equally as aroused. He smirked through the ferocious display and glanced back to the bed, steering the locked lovers towards it, until they landed clumsily on the sheets.

Both animals clawed at each others clothing, pulling it over their heads and wrenching them from each others legs haphazardly. The sound of popped stitches in the fabric could be heard, but neither cared nor heard the sound, both caught in their own agenda. It wasn't long before they hit flesh, leaving small scratches upon each other.

As the pair continued their lusty rampage, they made howling, dog-type noises, Sirius through pleasure and Lupin through instinct. Black saw the wolf flash more than once in his friend's eyes and help to control it, by fine tuning the ferocity in his passion. They controlled it and fed off it together.

Time had no meaning to the couple and in what seemed a short amount of time the afternoon passed them by and as it grew dark Remus was wrapped in Sirius' strong tree-like arms. Gazing out the window at the blackening sky. He sighed and rolled over to face an even more beautiful sight, Sirius, grinning at him. "You know what Padfoot?" Black stroked Lupin's shoulder silently asking him what. "You really are that good."