Chapter 4: Oh, you send my heart a pitter-patter.

A/n: I have gotten some comments on the graphic nature of these fics, and I just thought I'd put a warning here. These are going to continue to get more and more naughty, and the characters will continue to be put in embarrassing, and compromising situations. Don't like it? Don't read it. Also, man/man love.


The common room was filled to brim with celebration. Gryffindor had just won their final match against Slytherin, and the inevitable party was in full swing. James Potter took the liberty of enchanting the bricks to project his favorite band, The Sex Pistols throughout the common room, and the dorms at an ear busting volume.

Sirius and Peter had come back from kitchens, dozens of bottles of butter beer and fire whiskey now in their possession, along with countless sweets.

The mood of victory, and excitement was contagious, and Remus, who was seated in one of the overstuffed chairs by the fire found himself with a bottle of the intoxicating alcohol in one hand, a pile of leaping chocolate frogs in the other. He watched, an cheek splitting grin splashed across his tipsy features, as the frogs leapt across his lap, crawling grotesquely across one another.

As the toxic beverages were passed around, the girls got louder, and the boys got rougher. Clothing, bottles, and people were scattered about the floor, most dancing, a few writhing against with the new found passion of teenage lust.

The marauders were well known for their carousing, and this time was no different. James stood atop a table recounting in a very boisterous way the last few minutes of the game with exaggerated hands, and startling sound effects. This gained cheers from the rest of the team, and a huff and eye roll from a tempered Redhead with whom the bespectacled boy was proclaiming at.

Peter was flirting with a girl from Hufflepuff who was brought over as a friend from one of the 5th year Gryffindors. The husky boy was using James as his wing man, sharing with the girl, Nora the countless adventures the boys had gone on, and how he could show her some of the secret tunnels to hogsmeade, if she ever wanted. The girl, sipping her butterbeer, nodded eagerly.

Surrounded by a handful of busty, and swooning girls, Sirius nonchalantly weaved them tales of his heroic endeavors as a Quidditch beater. The girls coo'd their approval in a synchronized fashion, their eyes feasting upon the Gryffindor 'god' that stood before them. He flashed them all a charming smile, his straight white teeth glistened in the dimming candle lights.

The quip of light caught Remus' attention. He had previously been fiddling with the escaping chocolate, trying his hand at trapping them inside the fire whiskey bottle, in hopes that the cocoa would take the edge off the spice that was slowly, but surely burning away at his taste buds.

He was caught in the came stupor as the birds the popular animagi attracted, the delicious treats he almost murdered took this as their window of opportunity to escape, bouncing off the book resting in his lap, and away from the sight of students and werewolves with a sweet tooth.

Before Remus could recall how long his eyes had been following the smooth, and swaying body of the boy across the room, their eyes locked. Remus swore he saw the Grey eyes graduate a shade darker in a matter of seconds, but before he could be sure- the shaggy haired boy tore his eyes away, and turned back to one of the remaining girls. Her hair was thin, and blond. The wavy strands pulled up into whimsical pigtails, caressing against the sides of her heart shaped face. A deep flush crawled her high cheekbones, as her rosebuds lips whispered something Remus' couldn't quite make out. His eyes widened in response as the boy she was practically worshiping leaned in close, and nipped at the shell of her petite ear.

Remus felt a foreign tug at his chest as he witness the flirtatious behavior between his fellow house mates. He furrowed his brow, and brought the bottle of whiskey to his lips. 'If Sirius is going to have fun, I might as well have a go.' The thought fluttered through as he drown the copious amount left in the scarlet bottle, rogue strands of scalding liquid coursed their way down his neck, pooling in the dip of his collar bone.

The dangerous cocktail of alcohol, and the studious teens' withering self control brought upon a excitability in his gut that could only be matched with the mirth of planning, and preparing an elaborate prank. His fellow marauders were always telling the meek boy he needed to loosen up, and join in the festivities.

Throwing caution to the wind, and the bottle to the floor the normally academic boy rose to his feet, and uneasy tilt, but blustering confidence rolling in his hips.

A tingling graced his fingertips, a flush doused his pale skin, teeth seizing his lower lip as his feet marched him straight up to the heart throb obliviously twirling the tarts' platinum hair around his perfectly carved finger.

"Oi, Sirius." The Amber haired boy called, gathering the attention of the other slightly intoxicated marauder. Sirius looked up only to be met with a perplexing image. Remus was leaning against the ledge of the fireplace, his fingers loosening his tie, a few buttons popping open in the process. His creamy skin exposed, along with a couple new additions to his collection of scars, peaking through the collar of his white button up uniform. The colour winged across his cheeks would have been described as adorable if it hadn't been for the cool fervor radiating from the smaller boys' heavy lidded eyes.

The shiver that struck the hairs on the back of Sirius' neck were swayed by the gaze laced with something that was purely animal. He couldn't deny his intrigue.

"Yea, Rem?" His voice was a few octaves lower than normal, a glint of gold flashed within the orbs belonging to the werewolf. A plummet in the other boys' gut assured him he had no idea what was to transpire. There was no verbal response, only a series of slim fingers grasping the crimson and gold tie looping around the taller boys neck, aggressively tossing him into the only empty cushioned couch of the common room. Landing with a thud, Sirius sprung to question the others' intentions, only to have the speech seized from him by the simple, and seemingly sensual acts the boy was now participating in.

Remus popped a few buttons off his shirt, leaving it handing off his lanky frame, only to be lifted slowly from his body completely, and thrown purposefully into Sirius' lap. Grey eyes danced down a swaying body, locking on a pair of slender hips barely holding black slacks. The toned muscles of the blossoming teen were accentuated by the dimming licks of light cascading from the fire behind him.

Shadows of definition rippled off his torso in a way that was enchanting enough to gain the attention of most of the students remaining in the common room. The dancing had come to a pause, even James didn't have anything to say as their eyes feasted upon the peculiar marauder sauntering towards the seated heart-throb.

Sirius' thoughts screeched to a halt, his mouth drying, and his eyes widening as the provocative show inched to him. His hands had no where to go, and he became painfully aware of the blood rushing to his loins. The other boy hadn't done anything, but everyone was on edge- waiting.

Remus swung his legs up, resting them on either side of the taller boys hips. The boy atop instantly became aware of the ever-growing erection the other boy concealed behind black trousers, a primal grin split across his full lips. Testing the danger of the water he was treading, Remus' pushed his hips slowly against the front of the other boys, a distinct moan pressed deliberately to the black haired boys ear. A dust of red climbed his aristocratic cheekbones, fanning out to tinge the tips of said ears.

"A-are you drunk, Remmy?" His voice came out as a whisper, Sirius becoming all to aware of how close Remus was to him. The warm breath curled out and stroked the hollowed features of both flushed boys. Remus nodded coyly, fingers snaking up the seam of Sirius' own relaxed uniform. Remus meticulously popped buttons, and exposed skin at a steady pace. Sirius could feel his heart beating rapidly. He was dumbfounded, never had he seem the other boy act in such a manner, and never had a boy, no less a fellow marauder cause his pants to become /this/ uncomfortable. Curiosity willed out, as he patiently waiting to see where the lycan was going to take this.

The amber gaze unwavering, his hips rolling tenderly into the soft fabric they both wore. Remus felt as Sirius' hands rested on his hips, fingering the stitching of his back pockets. A coil of heat coursed through the sandy haired boy. They appeared to be in a world of their own. The music had slowed, the noises from the celebration hushed, and every eye in the room was boring into the men rocking against once another. A collection of whispers traveled, a few girls giggling lightly.

A harsh rip of fabric echoed throughout the nearly silent room. Remus tore Sirius' shirt clean off his body, revealing the Adonis beneath the cloth. Golden hued skin hugging a muscled physique, the curve of biceps and chisel of abdominal was the perfect playground for Remus' wandering fingers. His eyes studied the magnetic fixture acting currently as his chair, a feast for anys eyes, sexuality aside.

His touch was so light it was almost as if he was merely caressing the idea of the other man. The bulge in Sirius' pants was now becoming painful, he bit his lip in frustration, a fraction of a sound dripped off his svelte lips.

The lycanthrop perked instantly upon hearing the groan, his forehead resting upon the surface of the others'. An agreement lacking syllables was reached as Remus shifted back, his body continuing to flow, his hands snaking at the front of the torturous fabric with enclosed the inky haired mans' erection.

A scarred mouth ghosted over the curve of mesmeric lips, a heavy sigh burst forth as the second grouping of fabric was torn that evening, the hardened member, still encased in silk undergarment was sprung free.

Gasps flitted around the scarlet glittering room as the onlookers caught sight.

Remus stood abruptly, twirling his wand playfully with his fingers, he shot a silent spell towards the bricks, and an eruption of music embodied them. Golden eyes were glowing, a low growl surfacing as the formerly quiet boy rounded upon the still seated, and aroused mischief maker.

"Black." Remus purred. Sirius' cock twitched lightly, his hands remained by his sides, just as his lips sealed. Sterling eyes darkened, picking up the husky tone of the other boy as Remus once again straddled his hips, making sure to brush their clothed members together. Remus rocked his hips to the beat of the volumed music, his hands busy at work, fastening the tie around the animagi's neck once more, before gripping it tightly and pulling the taller boy into a crushing kiss.

The common room erupted in cheers, and catcalls, only a scattered few disgruntled noises, most of which coming from Sirius' fan club.

Remus was the first to pull back for air, his chest heaving. Blond eyelashes flutter open, casting long shadows of web against prominent cheeks. Frost tinted pools of the heirs eyes captivated the opposing orbs of liquid amber. Remus felt the wolf thrash its way free to the surface, his control was abandoned.

A feral tone lurked in harsh octave as the dominate boy beckoned his submissive closer. Barely above a whisper, the demand was magnified by it's enticing intensity.

"I am going to fuck you, Sirius."

Sirius felt his breath hitch in his throat, and an electric pulse bolt through his body, erupting in a leak of come wilting down his hardness. Completely unphased by the audience they shared, he gripped Remus by the seat of his pants in an attempt to pick him up, and carry him to the dorms. That was, until a hand shot out, shoving his chest hard, seating him back into the plush of the couch.

Remus' eyes, bewitched with sensuality narrowed. The shade of his cupid's bow curved in a 'come-hither' tilt, brought upon by the words that unhinged the hormonal teen thoroughly.

"No. Here."

(Next chapter will be a continuation of this story ^_~)