Several weeks passed as Remus cared for Sirius at their cottage. He made many trips out to the surrounding villages to get as much food as he could carry. Sirius's appetite was unrelenting and even in just a few short weeks Remus thought he had begun to look less thin and more healthy, like he remembered him. And Sirius was happier and beginning to act like his old self. But at night he whimpered in his sleep and Remus knew there was still more healing needed.

After a month Sirius even wanted to start going outside and enjoy the summer sun of the Fidelius countryside. Remus enjoyed the walks. It was so nice to have Padfoot back and to see him smile and even sometimes laugh. One place they had stayed away from was the palace itself, however. Sirius wasn't ready to be reminded of what happened that night.

The physical part of their relationship hadn't changed much since his return. They still cuddled and made out a little but that was all. Sirius wasn't ready and Remus was in no rush. And just being with him, here, at the capitol was enough.

One day they took a walk toward the northern village which lied on the other side of a small forest but they diverted off the path and found a stream that they used to come to when they wanted to have some privacy during their time spent living at the capitol and before their cottage had been built. They spent the day sitting next to the stream, Remus leaning against a tree and Sirius laying at his side, and they reminisced about the old times.

"Remember that time Peter brought James those flowers?" Sirius asked.

"Yes! I do in fact," Remus answered, laughing.

"James was didn't know how to react. What did it mean?" Sirius laughed. "Do you remember what James did, Moony?" Remus shook his head.

"He asked Lily what to do! And she to accept them and thank Peter," Sirius said.

"Sounds like her. Perfectly reasonable," Remus said.

"Of course, Peter said it was just a joke," Sirius said, shrugging. Sirius looked over at Remus and nudged him on the shoulder. "What's on your mind?"

"I was just thinking… What happened with Peter? How did he go from adoring James so much to helping Voldemort kill him?" Remus said.

"Peter was a fool!" Sirius said. "Voldemort would've had no trouble manipulating him."

"I don't think so," Remus replied. "Peter may have been a lot of things, but a fool wasn't one of them. And he was such a loyal friend. There's something else there… but I can't put my finger on it."

"I can probably think of a good place for a finger," Sirius said with a sly smile.

Grinning, Remus said, "I don't think here would be the best place. And anyway, I don't have anything for lubrication on me."

"That won't be a problem if I use my mouth, " Sirius said and pulled himself off the ground and kissed Remus passionately. Sirius was trembling and Remus moved his fingers through his hair to soothe him a little. Then without hesitation Sirius moved down to Remus's groin and unbuttoned his trousers and pulled out Remus's cock already very hard. Sirius stroked up and down the long and thick foreskin covered shaft and Remus looked down at him with desire and anticipation.

Sirius pulled the foreskin back and put Remus's cock in his mouth. Hands on the base of Remus's cock, Sirius slowly sucked up and down the shaft.

"Oh fuck, Padfoot. I see that this is a skill you haven't- unnhhh- forgotten," Remus said.

Sirius didn't even stop to acknowledge what Remus had said. Instead he was working Remus's cock with desperation and Remus felt himself edging close to orgasm. It had been years since anyone had touched him in a sexual way and this felt amazing.

"Merlin! I am going to come!" Remus shouted, forgetting they weren't far from the village. Sirius then stopped sucking and squeezed hard on the base of Remus's shaft and used the other hand to pull on his balls.

Remus moaned and his body tensed up and he felt his cock spasm but the hand Sirius had around the base kept him from ejaculating. And then Sirius let go and began sucking and stroking Remus's cock again, faster than before and almost immediately Remus felt another wave of pleasure and he shot his hot, thick load down Sirius's throat. Remus sat their in euphoria and looked down at Sirius who was grinning, proud of his work.

"Fucking hell, Padfoot," Remus said. "Where in the hell did you find that inside of you?"

"From inside of you," Sirius responded and kissed Remus again.

After a moment of kissing they decided to head back to the cottage for the night. On the walk there Remus wasn't sure if they were going they were going to have more sex or not. Maybe Sirius wasn't ready for more, he thought.

Once they arrived it was clear that Sirius was not and they went about their normal routine of cuddling and kissing. Remus didn't mind. It was very nice, in fact.

The next day Remus woke up Sirius wasn't in bed. He panicked and ran into the kitchen where he found that Sirius was preparing a salad for breakfast.

"Bloody hell, Padfoot. I worried for a moment," Remus said.

"Come on, Moony. Where would I go?" Sirius said, giving Remus a sarcastic glare.

"Good point. Sorry… I just can't bear the thought of losing you. I just got you back," Remus said and went to hold Remus from behind, his hands around his waste and kissing Sirius on his neck.

"Don't worry," Sirius said softly. Remus found himself wanting to move his hands down but he didn't dare. But almost as if Sirius could read his mind he said, "Soon. I'll be ready soon, Moony."