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I've put a bit of the previous chapter as I decided to add more to the conversation, and it seemed like a good idea so you wouldn't have to go back and check what was said. :)


Previously:

Sirius climbed off the bed, and grabbed his stuff and headed to the bathroom. He paused by Remus and leaned in, whispering in his ear.

"For you, Remus, it won't take long at all. The minute I move down, I'm all yours, however you want me."

He smirked as Remus' eyes met his, and quickly disappeared into the bathroom.

"What did he say?" Sienna demanded, and Sirius smirked inside the bathroom as he began to get ready.


"I'm not telling you," Remus replied, smiling as the words echoed through his head.

"Was it about who gets to top?" Sienna asked, and Remus blushed, shaking his head.

She went silent for a moment. "So... do you think he'll top or bottom?" She loudly asked, and a loud laugh come from the bathroom.

"I'm sure Remus will let you know once he finds out," came the reply through the door, causing Remus' cheeks to burn even more, though he couldn't help the smile that appeared on his lips.

...oOo...

Remus looked through his t-shirts, suddenly not happy with the one he had picked. What if Sirius didn't like it? He had noticed a lot of black in Sirius' pile of clothes before Sirius took them to the bathroom. He avoided wearing black and finally settled on a plain white t-shirt, with a dark grey slightly oversized jumper over it, instead of the blue t-shirt he had originally put on.

He waited patiently for Sirius to emerge from the bathroom, spraying himself with aftershave and fixing his hair, before pulling the black converse on his feet. He took the spot Sirius had previously been occupying on the bed, his eyes trying not to fall on the bathroom door and he tried to pay attention to what Sienna was saying.

Before Sirius could appear, there was a knock on the door, and he answered it to find James was on the other side.

"Mate, do you know which room Sirius is in, because he's not answering his -"

"In the bathroom, Benjy pissed him off," Remus interrupted, stepping aside.

James shook his head. "I was going to tell him that we'll all be going separately. I better go tell that moron too, what room is he in?"

"The next one," Remus said, pointing up the hall.

"Right, thanks," he said. "So... he's in your bathroom?"

"Shut up James," Remus said, before he could say something to embarrass him.

"I was actually going to ask if you wanted to go on ahead with the girls? Frank had something to sort out first before meeting us there." He lowered his voice. "I wanted to talk to Sirius about something too..."

"Yeah, of course. Let me grab my wallet and stuff," Remus replied, hiding the disappointment of spending more time with Sirius. He reminded himself that Sirius was James' friend over everything, and maybe James wanted some time alone with Sirius too. The same way he would disappear with Lily and Sienna sometimes.

"Great. Leave your room key, I'll lock up after Sirius."

Remus and Sienna grabbed their stuff, shouting a goodbye through the bathroom door before heading off.

James walked to Benjy's room, knocking on the door.

"Hey, The girls have just headed out with Remus. Do you want to travel with the twins and meet them there, and I'll meet you there with Frank and Sirius?"

A look of annoyance spread over Benjy's face, but faced with the option of travelling with the twins appealed to him and he nodded.

"Right, they're in room twelve," James said, before turning to head back to Sirius.

...oOo...

"So what was important that you sent them on ahead?" Sirius asked.

"Do you want to tell me why you were in Remus' room?" James asked, ignoring the question with a smirk on his lips.

Sirius quickly recounted the story to him.

"But you have to sleep in there tonight?" James said, the smirk dropping at the story. He liked that Sirius wasn't still fooling around with Benjy, but Benjy was a persistent arse. Maybe James would have a word with him?

"I know... I'll work something out," Sirius replied. "Maybe I'll crash on someone's floor."

James started thinking, trying to work out a way for this to work into their plan. He thought about the double bed that Marlene had.

A plan began to form in his mind.

"So, are you going to tell me why you sent the others on ahead?"

"I just thought that since the next few weeks would be busy, that I'd take a few minutes to work out you moving down. The landlady is really nice, I've already told her and she's got no problems with it. She's a friend of mums after all. She called mum to ask her about you, and clearly got an amazing response as she called back agreeing for you to take over the rest of my tenancy. Instead of her giving my deposit back, she'll just keep it as your deposit on the place instead."

The pair discussed the moving arrangements as Sirius finished fixing his hair, spraying his favourite aftershave, lacing up his boots and pulling on the leather jacket.

"So... will he like this?" Sirius asked, wondering if this was what Remus wanted. He wanted to impress him.

"Do you feel comfortable like that?"

Sirius nodded.

"Then don't worry about what others think," James said. "You've done too much of that with Benjy. Now's the time to be yourself."

...oOo...

It was an hour before Sirius, James and Frank turned up at the pub. James walked in like he knew the place, leading the group to a table right in the middle of everything.

"Remus?" James asked.

"Dancing with some bloke," Lily replied.

Sirius' frowned. He didn't care that Benjy was flirting with someone at the next table. Who was Remus dancing with?

His eyes fell on Remus, and he was relieved to see some distance between the pair at least. His eyes didn't move from the dance floor for ages.

"I need a drink," he snapped when someone finally touched his arm, and he stormed off to the bar. James was trying to keep a straight face as Benjy glared at a retreating Sirius. How dare Sirius brush him off like that? James could see the divide between Benjy and Sirius just widen even more. He had a feeling that it would kick off that night.

Because Sirius might have told Benjy it was over, but Benjy clearly wasn't accepting it. They needed Benjy to realise that Sirius wasn't his anymore.

Sirius asked for a couple of jugs of the most popular girls cocktails, and a beer for each of the guys. He smirked as his eyes fell on the list of shots.

He brought the round of drinks to the table. "I'll go get Remus," he said, striding across the floor.

He walked up behind Remus, and wrapped an arm around his waist.

"Are you trying to make me jealous," he murmured into Remus' ear. "Because it's working. I got drinks."

Remus turned and smiled, taking Sirius' hand and leading him to the table, forgetting instantly about the guy he had danced with. Sirius ignored the angry look on Benjy's face as they stood close together at the table. He was so focused on Remus, he didn't see Benjy slip away.

"I want to give you a blow-job," Sirius murmured, handing over the shot to Remus. He really didn't care if he was being obvious - all he needed to do was get Remus' attention completely off the man he had danced with. Remus was going to be his.

Remus' eyes widened, and his hand reached out for the glass. He put it to his lips, throwing his head back, before slamming it on the table. "Very enjoyable," he said.

"Yeah, I could see by your face that you liked it," Sirius whispered. "I liked watching you take it. Do you want another one?"

Remus quickly nodded. "It's my round next, maybe I'll give you one?" He whispered.

"I would love to get a blow-job from you," Sirius murmured in Remus' ear.

Remus pretended not to hear him as he grabbed two beers off the table, passing one to Sirius.

"What are we celebrating tonight?" James asked.

"We're celebrating that we finally get to meet Sirius, and that he fits in perfectly into our group," Frank began.

"That you're not hiding him away all to yourself anymore, James," Lily said.

"We're celebrating how good Sirius looks in that leather jacket," Sienna said.

"And how tight those trousers are. Hope you don't give him an erection, Remus. He won't be able to hide it in those," Alice added, smirking at her quiet friend, causing him to blush.

Sirius started laughing, glancing down at his trousers. "True, but they make me arse look good," he told her. His gaze fell on two drinks still on the tray, and his eyes moved around the group to see who was missing.

"Should we wait for Benjy and Fabian to come back before -"

"No, let's do this now," Lily insisted.

"Right, so... to Sirius," Marlene said, lifting her drink.

"Sirius," the rest repeated, and they all brought their drinks to their lips.

Fabian and Benjy returned a few minutes later from having a cigarette, and Benjy's lips moved to Sirius' ear.

"I'm so fucking horny right now. Since you wouldn't fuck me earlier, why don't we head into the toilets and kill some time?"

Sirius moved out of his grip. "I'm not here for stress relief," Sirius replied, coldly.

"What is the matter with you? You've never said no before," Benjy complained. "Today you've done nothing else but turn my down. You usually enjoy when we fuck."

"Not denying that it felt good, but I've had enough of being used," Sirius replied, walking away to stand between James and Remus instead.

The night continued in a similar manner as the previous one, with Sirius up dancing with the girls. They lost track of the number of rounds that had been bought. Finally Benjy announced he was leaving, and Sirius led Remus onto the dance floor. The drinks flowed, and he couldn't resist pulling Remus' body against his as they danced. Remus' hands trailed all over the leather jacket.

"Were you going to dance with that other guy like this?" Sirius murmured into Remus' ear, and Remus quickly shook his head. "God no, only you," he whispered, clutching a handful of Sirius' leather jacket.

"Would you like to wear it? I think you'd look good in it," Sirius offered.

"But you'll be cold?" Remus said.

"I just really want to see you in my jacket," Sirius admitted, pulling the leather jacket off, and his eyes darkening at the sight of Remus wearing it.

"Oh fuck, just seeing you in my jacket..." he let out a groan. "Fuck, I want to touch you so badly."

He continued dancing with Remus, resisting the urge to press their bodies together more than they were. His hands had barely touched Remus, just a grip on Remus' hip, but he wanted... no, he needed more.

"Oi, we're been waving at you for ages, we're heading back now," James said. "Bar is closing soon."

"Five more minutes, he's letting me wear his leather jacket," Remus mumbled.

"I can see that," came the amused reply. "Just give Sirius your jumper back at the table to wear home?"

Remus sighed and nodded.

"So, Remus, have you told Sirius what your type is? Sirius, have you told Remus?" James asked before walking off, leaving the two partially drunk men staring at each other in curiosity.

"What's your type?" Sirius asked.

"You. Do you know what a turn on leather jackets are? Motorbikes, tattoo's? Every single thing about you is what I think about when I'm -"

"When you're doing what? When you're touching yourself?" He whispered, leaning in, and Remus nodded weakly.

"And my hair?"

"I like it long. It's a nice length to run my hands through, to grab when I need..." his brain finally caught up to his mouth. "Oh shit," he whispered. He knew he shouldn't drink too much, because he had no filter when he had a drink.

"Would it help if I told you that I find shy and awkward so hot? That I'd love to take you and make you forget how shy you really are?" Sirius murmured, pulling Remus closer. They were standing still on the dance floor now, Sirius' mouth touching Remus' ear, and Remus holding back a whimper. Clearly Sirius had no filter either.

"I don't like sitting around reading, but I'd like to watch you as you enjoy a book, maybe you could read them to me? Maybe you could tell me all about your books and I can suck you off whilst you talk about them? Hot nerd is the phrase me and James used to describe guys like you, and I find it the biggest turn on."

Remus couldn't breath. The room had gotten one hundred times hotter.

"Sienna told me you were adorkable, and I agree, and I've never been so turned on as I am now, and I'm moving down in a few weeks. I want to know that when I get here, you're mine."

"Yours," Remus whimpered.

"No more dancing with guys to make me jealous," Sirius whispered. "I've not let Benjy touch me since I met you, because I decided that I was yours and not his. That's why I was in your room, because I didn't want to give him something that was for you."

"What was that?" Remus replied.

"Anything you want - my whole body, my arse, my mouth, my cock," Sirius whispered, hips lips teasing Remus' ear. Remus' hands gripped Sirius' hips hard as he moved closer.

"James said we're going," Alice said, moving over to the pair, and they pulled apart.

Sirius took Remus' hand and led him to the table. "Is this your jumper?" he asked, grabbing it, and bringing it to his nose. "It smells good... like you."

Remus wasn't able to work out words at that point, and he just stared at Sirius pulling the grey jumper over his head. He could see why Sirius wanted him to wear his jacket, because Sirius looked even sexier wearing Remus' jumper. The one Remus had been wearing hours ago.

It would smell like both of them.

"I'm telling the truth you know, since we first met, I've not let him touch me. I really fancy you, Remus. I would like to date you when I move down and you already know that. I don't want to be with Benjy, and I'm not just going to shag him because we're sharing a room. Sex means more to me than that."

Remus nodded, his eyes trailing over Sirius' body down to his tight jeans.

"Fuck," he whispered. "You should dress like this all the time."

Sirius slipped an arm around his waist as they left the pub. "I do dress like this all the time," he replied.

"Good," Remus said, pressing closer. His brain seemed to have shut down. "Do you know how many men were watching you?"

"Probably about as many that were watching you," Sirius murmured. "But I only wanted to watch you, Remus."

One of their friends pushed them towards the first cab that was waiting outside, and they jumped in with James and Lily.

They sat in silence, hands holding each others tightly as the car drove them the short distance, and they waited the couple of minutes it took for the other car to pull up with Sienna, Marlene, Frank and Alice.

As they approached the rooms, they exchanged the jacket and jumper back, and Sirius draped his over his arm. Sirius brushed his lips against Remus' cheek. "Goodnight," he murmured, turning to his door and opening it. "Goodnight everyone, I'll -"

He froze, shocked at the sight on the bed. As the others opened their doors, they noticed Sirius not stepping into his room.

"Mate?" James called, wondering what was wrong.

Sirius dropped his jacket and walked into the room.

"What the fu -" Came a shout that wasn't Sirius' and a naked man was thrown out into the hall. Clothes followed and a shoe hit the man in the head.

It wasn't Benjy.

"Fuck, Sirius, this is my room too and -"

"It's not your room actually. I paid for it. I don't give a shit if you want to fuck someone else since I've made it clear we're over, but you don't do it in my room and in my bed. If your stuff isn't out of here by the time I return in ten minutes, I'll set it on fire, do you understand?"

"You're making me leave?"

"Yeah, you just shagged someone else in MY bed, what do you expect? Fuck you, Benjy. I know I told you earlier that I didn't want you, but have a bit more respect."

The rest stood in the hall, watching as Fabian pulled his trousers on, scooped up his clothes and rushed to his room, his head down.

"You fucking idiot, could have waited a couple of weeks," Gideon snapped as his brother passed. "You know Sirius is moving down, we've heard the arguments."

Benjy hit the wall facing the door.

"Prick," Sirius said. "Where's your wallet? I want the cost of the room back from you." A minute later, Sirius emerged, cigarettes in hand, as he walked up the hall towards the balcony at the end, passing everyone on the way.

Remus' eyes moved towards Benjy walking back into the room. He walked up to the man, who turned around to look at him.

"What?" Benjy said, before stumbling back as a fist hit his face.

"You don't treat people like that," Remus growled. "Sirius is better than that, and you fucking lost someone amazing, he's mine now, so don't even dare go near him. I suggest you pack your stuff and fuck off away from here."

"What do you mean he's yours, he's fucking mine, and he'll stay mine -" The fist connected with his face again.

"Are you leaving?"

"I'm waiting right here," Benjy said, more on guard now that he knew this quiet man could cause damage.

Remus glanced around. His eyes fell on a suitcase near the door.

"James," Remus called, and James quickly appeared.

"He's not leaving, so Sirius can share someone else's room. I don't know what stuff belongs to him."

James grabbed the iPad off the bedside table, and went into the bathroom, coming out with a couple of items and a toothbrush.

"I doubt there's much else," James said, pulling the door closed and Remus reached down for the leather jacket, hugging it to his chest with his free hand.

He carried the bag to the group that were still in the hall, and Frank took the bag from him. James and Remus headed in the direction Sirius had gone.


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