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Sarcastic.shinobi - I used up my daily allowance of PM's (didn't realise there was a limit) before I could thank you and assure you that they will be getting on with it from now on - starting with some snogging this chappie. Cheers!
Chapter Six
'Is this really happening?' thought Remus as his mouth met Sirius'. Then his mind went blank as his friend showed him that he absolutely deserved his reputation as Hogwarts' best kisser.
He let the much more experienced Sirius lead - revelling in the feel of the other boy's lips caressing his. Unexpectedly delicate, gentle, little kisses, drawing Remus' bottom lip between his. Then, Remus felt the light flick of Sirius' tongue and moaned softly as an ache began inside him. Sirius made a similar noise then let his lips part a little, inviting Remus to taste him as well. The werewolf took him up on his offer and dipped his tongue between Sirius' lips, the groan he heard spurring him on as the kiss grew.
Sirius' hand slid up his arm, coming to rest at the back of Remus' neck, his fingers buried in the fine brown strands there, pleased to discover they were just as soft as he'd thought they'd be. Remus shivered then his own hand crept upwards to cup Sirius' face, thumb tracing the rough, stubbled jaw he'd been wanting to touch for months. He could feel Sirius' teeth nip his lip gently and felt heat rush through him, unable to stop himself from deepening the kiss, wanting to taste more of that sweet mouth. Sirius dropped his bottle of Butterbeer when Remus' tongue became more insistent. His other hand joined the first, holding Remus' head and almost growling with need when he felt the brown haired boy groan into his mouth.
The kiss became hungrier now, lips demanding more from each other as they shifted nearer. Remus' bottle hit the ground as well, its contents spilling unnoticed all over the floor as the boys kissed urgently, hands buried in each other's hair as they held each other close.
'Ouch!
Their kiss was interrupted rudely as Sirius tried to shift and put his hand down hard on his discarded bottle, smashing it and cutting his hand.
'Shit,' he muttered, pulling a shard of glass out of the wound with a wince. 'That was bad timing.'
He turned to look at Remus who was rapidly turning the colour of the blood spilling onto the floor now.
'Come on,' he mumbled, standing and helping Sirius to his feet. 'We should wash that hand.'
He held Sirius' hand under the cold running water until the flow of crimson slowed then used his wand to remove any other shards of glass before healing the cut.
'Good thing we're learning those healing spells for NEWTS,' he murmured, checking Sirius' hand then releasing it. 'Good as new.'
He gave Sirius a closed mouth smile then turned to leave the bathroom.
'What's up?' Sirius asked, grabbing his arm and stopping him. He frowned, looking at Remus' face. 'Did I do something wrong?'
An awful thought hit him and he went as cold as the water had been. 'Do you regret kissing me?'
'No,' Remus said hastily. 'No, I…I don't know. I…don't regret it. I just…I'm not sure what this is.'
Sirius stared at him. 'We've kissed once, Moony,' he said with a little smile. 'You weren't expecting a proposal, were you?'
Remus glared at him irritably. 'Don't be stupid,' he muttered, turning away.
He walked out into the bedroom and sat on his bed. Sirius followed him and sat down bedside him.
'Remus,' he said. 'Tell me what's bothering you. I thought…I thought that went pretty well.' He grinned and his face went a little pink. 'I liked kissing you. You're a good kisser.'
Remus looked up sharply and checked to see if he was teasing him. 'Really?' he asked then flushed when Sirius chuckled.
'Yeah. Really,' he assured him then reached over and took his hand, a little more confidently this time.
There was quiet for a moment then, 'What do you want this to be, Remus?'
The werewolf looked down at their joined hands and couldn't help his smile. He felt Sirius squeeze his hand then link his fingers with his own.
'I'm not sure,' he said softly, still looking at their hands. He was surprised that they looked so right together. 'I know what I don't want it to be though. I don't want it to be a distraction until we get out of here. I don't want it to be a…trial run for you. I value our friendship too much, Pads and if we stop right now, it can be salvaged but if we let this go any further…'
He shrugged then chanced a glance at Sirius, who was also looking at their entwined fingers. 'I guess I just don't want to be thrown over for some bird if you realise this isn't for you.'
Sirius looked up now with a frown. 'Moony, do you really think that little of me?' he asked a little sadly and Remus' face dropped.
'No,' he said quickly, turning to him. 'No. I just…'
'I can't really blame you, I suppose,' he continued, looking downcast. 'I've not got a good track record with girls. But…this is different.'
A muscle jumped in his jaw and he looked up into those divine blue eyes. 'This isn't about sex, like it is with the girls. I already like you, Remus. You're my friend. And now…now I'm attracted to you and it seems too good to be true. Falling for your best mate.'
He smiled tentatively. 'It's perfect.'
'Except I'm a bloke?' Remus said and Sirius bit his lip.
'I'll admit I was worried if I'd really be comfortable with kissing another man… but it doesn't seem to concern me like I thought it would,' he told him then grinned. 'No girl's ever made me as hard as you just did'
Remus closed his eyes, trying to stop himself from jumping on top of Sirius and snogging him senseless.
'For God's sake, Remus,' Sirius said in frustration, seeing the boy holding back. 'Will you just kiss me?'
He'd barely gotten the words out before Remus did just that, grabbing Sirius' face and kissing him frantically. Sirius was a little taken aback but quickly got over his shock, sliding his arms around Remus' neck and kissing him just as desperately back. They tried to move closer, to let their bodies touch but their position was too awkward. Finally, Sirius had enough and put his arms around Remus' waist, dragging him back onto the bed with him.
'Fuck, Pads,' Remus yelped, very nearly getting Sirius' knee in his now very tight and sensitive balls.
'Not just yet but maybe you'll get lucky later,' Sirius teased, making Remus flush.
'Sirius,' he began but Sirius said, 'Shut up, Remus,' and kissed him again.
It was dark when they finally emerged from their lust induced fug, having realised they were hungry. Remus sat up and straightened his shirt, watching as Sirius groaned and did the same.
'I'm not that hungry,' he insisted, eyeing off Remus' kiss swollen lips. 'Not for food.' Tasting those lips was better than any meal.
Remus tried to hide a smile and lit the lanterns with his wand. 'Well, I'm hungry for both and if I eat now, I'll have more energy to deal with the second appetite, won't I?'
Sirius grinned and saw the logic in this statement, leaping off the bed and dragging the box out from under James' bed. He fished out the bread and made them sandwiches again, this time using some marmalade.
'He could've left some Firewhiskey or something,' Sirius complained, smiling at Remus as he handed him a sandwich.
Remus bit his lip then smiled. 'Don't hate me,' he said then walked over to his trunk and dug around, finally pulling out a bottle of mead.
Sirius grinned and stood up. 'You a secret boozer, Moony?' he teased, taking the bottle out of his hands.
'No,' he said. 'I confiscated it a couple of days ago from some Sixth Years and just forgot to take it to Professor McGonagall.'
'Well, I am very glad you did,' Sirius said, having already opened the bottle and he was now in the process of pouring some into two cups.
He handed one to Remus, who took it with a mumbled thanks. They ate quickly then Sirius found some sweets in the bottom of the box.
'We've still got a day stuck in here,' Remus reminded him as he wolfed down a handful of chocolates.
'There's heaps,' he garbled through a mouthful of food.
Remus shook his head and stood up. 'I'm going to have a shower,' he said, stretching.
Sirius swallowed hard when he saw the other boy's flat stomach and the little bit of brown hair he'd felt under his hand earlier. His nearly deflated erection returned forcefully as he thought about where that trail of hair led.
He watched Remus' ass as he walked into the bathroom, thinking about where this might lead. Remus had resisted his earlier attempts to get his shirt off, saying it was a bit soon and he just wanted to kiss right now. Sirius didn't have a problem with that but now he'd got to thinking…
They were alone in a locked room. A room that wouldn't unlock unless the mistletoe got sex. They were both horny. Very horny and, at least on Sirius' part, very willing.
The animagus grinned wickedly with his sudden idea and stood up, moving to Remus' trunk.
Maybe, if Remus cooperated, an early release from their prison wasn't looking as impossible as it had that morning.
'Although,' he thought as he opened the werewolf's luggage. 'I'm not all that sure I want out.'