Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters although I'd love to own Remus. I always imagine him looking somewhat like a young David Tennant...ahem. Anyway, my muse visited me an nagged me to write this when I should be working on my dissertation for final year in University so I did as I was told and here it is, the long awaited scene! Please don't sue me Mrs JK, I work in a pub and barely afford beans.
WARNING: Slash! If you haven't clicked with that fact before now you're very stupid. This is rated M for a reason. It's also my first full on slash sex scene :) review review review...it's good for you!
A/N: Apologies for being away so long, the workload at University is insane and I find most of my writing time consumed by boring essays and a beautiful boyfriend. I WILL update if I get reviews...I promise!
With ragged breath and little self control, Sirius looked into Remus's eyes and knew that the 'yes' was resounding. The space between them remained as Sirius clung to the last of his restraint and questioned the boy before him with silver eyes, an expression that was reserved for this one other human and no other being would ever see. Vulnerability, hesitance, self consciousness and that flicker of passion told of an intense love, a desire that had been long shut away and was now flying gloriously like a bird that had been freed from a cage.
"You're afraid. Aren't you?"
Remus leaned toward Sirius so that they were barely an inch from one another, their noses brushed gently and neither moved. A new kind of daring and control ran wildly through Remus as he stayed where he was, boldly tempting Sirius on with a look written through his eyes that was defiant, challenging even. Sirius could neither move nor speak. His breath stuck at the back of his throat and with a weird lurch, his stomach told him that this was one person who could and always would get the better of him, not through physical strength but through a binding emotional link.
"Yes. I don't want to ruin this, to ruin the perfect image I've had in my head of this...I want you so much it drives me insane, I have to fight not to grab you and be completely wicked...I'm afraid of not living up to what you want me to be."
Sirius breathed out heavily when he had finished. That nagging weight at the back of his mind seemed to have lifted slightly and Remus still hadn't moved from that oh-so tempting position that made Sirius almost want to devour him.
"How could you spoil something as amazing as this? Everything we've ever shared...a touch a kiss...hasn't it lived up to what you wanted? Sirius...you far excel anything I could ever have thought up as I lay staring at you night after night and wondered how it would be to give myself to you..."
Remus blushed deeply, his shyness finally getting the better of him and he made to move away from his brave position when Sirius reached out suddenly and, with a gentle but firm hand in Remus's honey coloured hair, held him there. Thinking was ridiculous, thought Sirius. What did it matter what either of them had thought or dreamed or even imagined? What mattered was now and acknowledging that, he moved with an intense sense of purpose and pressed his lips against Remus's, half bruising them with the force he had been fighting for hours.
There were a few brief moments until the kiss broke and, with some determination, the amber eyes met the silver and, much to Sirius's amusement and arousal, Remus winked and smiled lazily. Such incredible cheek and sexiness Sirius had never seen and though his first instinct was to laugh, the wild throbbing between his thighs told him otherwise.
With a feral growl that was not uncommon when he was in his Animagus form, Sirius half-leapt on top of Remus, pinning him to the floor and sending cushions skittering away across the floor. Beneath him, Remus arched into the fraught body above him seeking contact and drawing a gasp from Sirius whose arousal was almost painful as the boy beneath him pressed against it, tempting, teasing, and trying to make him lose the famous Black composure.
Lips crashed against one another, neither caring that a dark metallic tang should have alerted them to the presence of blood in the passionate kiss. Sirius's head swam as he held Remus beneath him and plunged his tongue into the heat of Remus's mouth. The taste was something else, something different than the first tender kiss the two had shared, something Sirius had never noticed before. Beneath the initial taste of something sweet, rather like vanilla, the true taste of a feral creature, all Remus's passion and desire manifested itself in a far richer attack on Sirius's tongue and Sirius realised he was tasting the other side of Remus, the wild and untameable, the wolf within.
A new feeling awoke in Remus and he was all too aware that his own control was failing him. Pushing himself up onto his elbows against Sirius's strength, he broke the kiss briefly before darting to the side and latching his reddened lips to the pale creaminess of Sirius's neck. With deft expertise, he tugged gently at the long sleeved shirt Sirius wore and his efforts were rewarded when it fell open revealing Sirius's upper torso. For a second, Remus admired his lover. Sirius was toned though not ridiculously muscular and a few dark curls were scattered over his rapidly moving chest.
"You're blushing Padfoot."
Remus smirked at the flush of colour creeping up Sirius's cheekbones. Sirius growled and lunged taking his prey to the floor again and, in one fluid movement, tore off both the white shirt and green sweater revealing the torso he had long fantasised about. Delicate Remus certainly was but Sirius was surprised and a little pleased to see that he was not without his own slight definition. The black trousers Remus wore hung low, just clinging to his somewhat angular hipbones and exposing a faint line of chocolate coloured curls that Sirius traced with his index finger, knowing full well where they lead and yet not daring to allow himself to think of that lest Remus should be completely devoured.
There was a moment where each looked at the other, slowly taking in every angle, every curve and dip of flesh and, in Sirius's case, staring at every mark on Remus's body. There were old scars, white and gleaming faintly under the half moon's rays and fresh ones less than month old, still raw and pink and forcing Sirius to acknowledge the monthly agony Remus endured. Gently, so gently his touch made Remus arch and shiver, he traced one old scar lower down, just above Remus's hipbone.
"Occupational hazard of being a werewolf..."
A look of simple understanding passed between the two of them and Sirius moved the hand that had caressed the mark to Remus's waistband. Tentatively, all shaking hands and pounding heart, Sirius released the button from its hole and with a tender look, tugged the garments away from Remus's lower body, discarding them in a heap on the floor. Remus blushed but did not look away from the silver eyes that captivated him and held him like a rabbit in the glare of a lamp. He lay surrounded by silk cushions and moonlight, palely and beautifully naked, his heart banging a crazy rhythm against his breastbone and still Sirius looked at him taking in every detail.
"Are you learning me by heart Padfoot?" Remus enquired softly, his long eyelashes brushing the soft porcelain of his upper cheek bone as he smiled up at Sirius. Sirius shook his dark hair out of his eyes and laughed, his eyes twinkling in the moonlight.
"No. I already know you by heart Moony."
And with that, Sirius swooped down and captured Remus's lips in a kiss that made his head swim with the sheer intoxicating mixture of pleasure and desire along with the bursting feeling in his chest that made him feel as though his heart was about to leap out through his ribs. A brief moment of nimble fingers which found what they were seeking and tugged away Sirius's black jeans and both lay naked, Sirius atop Remus, his weight supported on his arms which shook not with his heaviness but with the promise of what seemed to be about to come.
Beneath him, Remus looked up through a thick lock of chocolate that had fallen into his eyes, his arms outstretched with hands resting gently on Sirius's shoulder blades and with one leg bent slightly so that it brushed Sirius's right hip and almost gave him access to that one thing, that ultimate in adult pleasures that both desired with such intensity and yet at the moment where it was finally to happen, neither would take from the other.
"I've never..."
"Neither have I," whispered Remus, a hand rising to brush Sirius's jaw line. Slight relief flashed in Sirius's eyes although somehow, a new fear awoke in him relating to the fact that he was Remus's first. Of course he had fooled around with girls before but nothing like this. And never all the way. Heart racing, he gently questioned Remus with his eyes, asking whether this was what they both wanted, whether this beautiful, sensitive, intelligent boy beneath him really wanted to give him this gift, this honour...
Yes yes yes said the eyes all tender and fearful and wise and in that moment, Sirius knew it always was and always would be yes. Abandoning the last of his fear and restraint, he gently shifted so that Remus's leg was higher and, with a gentle kiss that just brushed Remus's waiting lips, leaned forward inch by inch.
At first it was painful thought Remus. Although he could tell Sirius was using every ounce of care and attention to make it less unpleasant, there was still the burning sensation that was just about bearable as Remus bit his lip and whimpered softly against Sirius's lips. Sirius couldn't bear seeing Remus's pain and, once he had fully entered him, moved back a few inches so that he could see the look in Remus's eyes and if necessary, stop what they were doing. Remus was aware that the initial pain was subsiding and, when he felt Sirius's hips touch his own as an indicator that Sirius was completely inside him, he opened his eyes to see Sirius's face creased with a complicated mixture of control and concern. A tiny smile reassured Sirius that the first few moments of pain were over and carefully, he moved back and forth within Remus, the incredible pleasure that was building inside him threatening to make him lose all control at any moment.
Remus's fingers dug into Sirius's back as their hips rocked together with increasing intensity, the wolf inside him aching with desire and every muscle screaming for more and, as a small moan escaped him, Sirius devoured it with his own lips, plunging his tongue deep into Remus's hot mouth as passion reared its head and began to take control of the situation. Nails raked against soft flesh and half mad cries of pleasure filled the small room as the two bodies lay entwined in their lovemaking, oblivious to anything else around them and ivory-skinned in the broad shaft of luminescence provided by a moon which smiled down as Sirius and Remus savoured one another.
All self consciousness and childish insecurity fled as panting mouths found one another time and again with a ferocity that only served to fuel the raging fires of sexual desire that burned bright and urged Sirius on with more force and speed so that soon, both were crying out loudly with unintelligible moans and half uttered curse words that would ordinarily have made either blush. Fierce and frenetic in dragging Sirius's hips towards his own, Remus's head banged against the hard wood floor making tiny lights pop in front of his eyes but all sense of care and caution had long deserted him as he felt an intense pleasure unfurling deep within him. Stomach muscles clenching and heart battering his chest, his long fingers found the back of Sirius's long raven hair and dragged him in for a rewarding kiss. Sirius closed his eyes as complete rapture spilled over him like icy lake water and arched his spine with the sensation climbing further up every inch of his glistening flesh as Remus kissed him. No dream, no wish, no forbidden fantasy could ever compare to this insane amount of bliss, this perfect moment that he wanted to last forever.
Remus...I can't...Oh God..."
With that half whispered sentence ringing in his ears, Remus could stand no more and as he knew Sirius was about to, he let go completely, abandoning himself to his own mad tide of chaotic pleasure that bore down upon him like his wolf self and carried away all reason. Sirius cried out one last time and thrust into Remus, collapsing on top of him as they both climaxed.
For some time, they lay in silence, chests visibly moving with their exertion and skin wet with the intensity of their lovemaking. Sirius slowly moved his soaking hair from Remus's shoulder and propped himself up on his elbows, the nerves in his arms shaking madly as he smiled down at the boy beneath him. Remus looked back at him, amber eyes round and cheeks flushed with a gentle pink that seemed to light him up all over. He raised a lazy arm and gently wound one of Sirius's wringing wet locks around his index finger.
"You're wet."
"So are you."
Remus laughed, Sirius joining him as they burst out laughing together. Sirius leaned forwards so that their noses touched and stayed there for what seemed an age. To Remus it could have been a second, a day, a year and he wouldn't have cared. All that mattered was this, here and now and what had been given.
"You look happy." Remus pointed out, his voice laden with bliss and slightly purring which Sirius found all the more sexual.
"I am. Are you glad?"
Remus raised his eyebrows impertinently and Sirius snorted with sudden laughter. That he had lost his virginity didn't matter, he had taken Remus's in its place and that was far more precious. With a tender smile, Sirius leaned over Remus and dragged the heavy blanket from the window seat, pulling it over them as he rolled off Remus and they lay nose to nose on their sides. Feeling a little sore, Remus wriggled into Sirius so that their chests were touching and he could feel the familiar heartbeat. His eyes grew heavy as Sirius watched and soon, their amber brightness was obscured with a long fringe of lashes that flickered gently as Remus's breathing grew deep. Sirius reached out and gently brushed back the chocolate and honey strands still stuck to his forehead, allowing his hand to find a resting place on the back of Remus's head before he found his own eyes growing heavy and both lovers slipped into peaceful sleep, undisturbed by the pale blue of the receding night as dawn broke and the room was bathed in a cool golden glow that could only make the scene more beautiful.
A/N- Review this chapter and I'll give you sweeties! I can't help but adore these two, their meant for each other.
