The Hotel Lift


"Remus?" I hear, as I slowly feel myself waking up.

"Mhm?" I mumble, not opening my eyes. It's too early. After this week, where a group of wealthy men had stayed on the third floor, with their 'girlfriends', I do not want to wake up yet. The things I've seen, the things I've had to clean up this week… Let me tell you, I was ready to get up and leave. But seeing as I'm shagging the boss, I can't. Or maybe I can. Can I?

"I'm gay," Sirius says, and I can't help but smile.

"Is that why you had your dick up my arse last night then?" I mumble.

"Remus!"

"What?" I laugh, as I finally open my eyes, only to find Sirius staring at me with a serious look on his face. "What? I thought we'd done the whole coming out to each other thing already?"

"I'm practicing."

"What for?"

"For when I tell my dad," he admits, and I can't help but laugh.

"Your dad doesn't know you're gay?"

"No…"

"You're going to be thirty this year, and you still haven't told your dad you're gay?"

"No," he says, slightly annoyed, but mostly embarrassed. "But he is coming over for dinner tonight, to meet you, so…"

"He is? Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I was nervous. I am nervous. What was your coming out like?" he asks me, and I can't help but smile.

"I just told my mum I had a boyfriend, she asked me his name, and that was that…"

"That was it?" he asks me, looking confused.

"Yeah."

"So you never actually told her?"

"Told her what?" I laugh, because he looks so confused, so nervous, and he is absolutely adorable.

"That you're bi."

"Well, I had a boyfriend, then I had a girlfriend… I think she kind of figured it out for herself," I shrug, and I give him a kiss. "Don't worry about it, your dad probably already knows."

"He doesn't."

"Because you're always in magazines, making out with women?" I ask, teasing him. He shoots me a dirty look, but I just smile at him, and put my arms around him, pulling him close. "Stop worrying. It'll be fine, I'm sure."


Sirius had asked me to stay in the kitchen while his dad arrived, so I am sitting at the kitchen table, while I hear him greeting his dad. I hadn't been nervous about meeting him, but right now, I'm starting to feel my heart beat faster.

"So dad, I asked you here for dinner tonight, because I actually wanted you to meet someone," Sirius says, and my heart starts beating even faster.

"Ah, I didn't think this day would ever come," his dad laughs, and I can't help but smile. "So this is serious, then?"

"Yeah, but… ehm, dad, I'm not…," Sirius stutters. "It's a man, actually. I'm gay."

"What's his name?" mister Black asks, and I can't help but smile. Because it's exactly what my mum had asked me when I told her I had a boyfriend. Sirius had been scared that his dad would get angry, or upset. And although I had been reassuring him that it would all be fine, I wasn't sure. Because I had never met the man, so for all I know, he is horrible. But he sounds like a nice man, and I am actually excited to meet him.

"His name is Remus… What?"

"Your face lit up just now," mister Black says, and I can feel my face getting flushed. "When will he get here? I would love to meet him."

"He is already here, he…"

"Where is he? Are you making him hide?" mister Black asks.

"In the kitchen, I just wanted to tell you, because I didn't know if you'd…"

"I've known for years, Sirius."

"Oh… right…"

"So let's go and see Remus, shall we?" mister Black laughs, and I try hard not to smile, as I get up, and brush a hair off my suit, trying to look my best for when I meet… my father in law? My boyfriend's dad? My partner's dad?

"Dad, this is Remus," Sirius says, when they enter the kitchen. I had seen photographs of the previous owner of the Black Tower Hotel, the person who had turned it into a chain, in the papers. But that had been years ago. He had always had a stern look on his face. He had seemed impressive, slightly scary. But this man, he is wearing a casual shirt, black jeans, and his long grey hair makes him look like an older version of Sirius.

"Remus, how wonderful to meet you," mister Black says, a warm smile on his face. Sirius' smile. He comes over and gives me a big hug. "I am Sirius' dad, Orion."

"It's nice to meet you, sir."

"Sir was my dad. I'm just Orion," the man laughs, and I can't help but smile. I notice Sirius looking at us, his nerves now gone. He seems more relaxed, more at ease. And as he catches my eye, he mouths an 'I love you'.


"Wait, what are you…?" I whisper, when Sirius comes up to me, while I'm working. It's another one of those weeks, where I absolutely despise my job. But hey, it makes a living.

"Shh," he whispers, as he brings his finger up to his lips, to make sure I keep quiet. He takes my hand in his, and leads me into the lift. He presses a code into the computer, where I usually enter the code to enter the apartment. A red light comes on, and a message pops up onto the screen. But before I can read it, Sirius has started kissing me.

"Wait, aren't people watching this?" I ask him, when he takes a step away from me, a smirk on his face, biting his lip. I point up at the camera, and he shakes his head. "They're not?"

"No. Do you think I'd be here if they were?" he laughs. I grab him by the shirt, and push him up against the door, but before I can kiss him, he turns his face away. He brings his hand up to his mouth, spits into it, and before I know it, his hand is in my pants, wrapped firmly around me. By now he knows what I like, and it doesn't take long before I can feel my legs giving out. He wraps an arm around me, holding me up, kissing my neck, while I try not to make a sound. But I am failing, and he looks up at me, a confident smile on his face.

"Fuck," I whisper, as I lean my head onto his shoulder, waiting a few seconds before I look up to face him again. He takes a handkerchief from his pocket, and wipes his hand clean, looking at me with a look of arrogance, which I know by now not to be actual arrogance at all.

"Ready to go back?" he asks me, but I shake my head, my heart still racing. "No?"

"Not yet." I flash him a smile, as I drop to my knees, and unzip his trousers. He is hard already, and as I take him into my mouth, I can feel him grabbing onto my hair. Moans are escaping from his mouth, and they still make me feel excited, proud. I am doing this to him. No one else. This is all me.

"Remus," he whispers, but I already know what he is trying to say. I have done this so many times, I can tell when his moans change, when he is about to orgasm. And as a final moan escapes from his mouth, I look up at him, his face flushed, his eyes closed, his head leaned back against the door.

I zip up his trousers for him, get up, and I put my hand on the side of his neck. I lick my lips, before giving him a long kiss. He pulls me closer, a hand on my lower back, and right now all I want to do is take him to the eleventh floor and have him fuck me. Long and hard. But I can't. Because I still have to work. Clean up other people's shit.

"I have to get back to work," he says, an apologetic look on his face, when I stop kissing him.

"Me too."

"I am so sorry, I… Do you want me to try and get you another job?" he asks me, but I just smile and shake my head. The work sucks, but I can't imagine doing anything else, without James by my side. We're in this together.

He gives me another kiss, before entering another code into the computer. The red light turns off, and the lift starts going downstairs. I look into the mirror, to make sure I look decent, while Sirius does the same. And as the doors open, a group of people are waiting, while a man explains to them that the lift isn't working.

"Ah, the issue seems to have been solved," Sirius says, flashing a warm smile. "After you, mister Lupin," he says, as he allows me to get out of the lift first. But what the hell do I do now? After that. Why am I even thinking about what I am going to do next? We all know what I'll be doing next. I'll be cleaning more rooms. More shit.


"Oh, honey, it's so good to see you again. It's been far too long!" my mum exclaims, when I enter the house. I had visited her a few times over the last months. But they had been short visits, and I know how much she misses me. I should have gone to see her more often, but things had been so busy, with Katherine leaving, with me moving in with Sirius…

"How are you? You look far too skinny. I bought a cake, here," she rattles on, as we make our way into the kitchen, where a warm pot of tea is on the table. "You still like chocolate, don't you?"

"I love it." I flash her a smile, as she gives me a big hug. I sit down, and pour us both a cup of tea, while she slices the cake. The biggest slice for me. Of course.

"Oh, honey… how are you?" she asks me, as she sits down. "Are you okay, being on your own? I know how upset you were, after Katherine…"

"I haven't been completely honest with you," I admit to her, and she raises an eyebrow.

"Is she back?"

"No, she definitely isn't," I quickly say. "But the reason things didn't work out between us, was… I cheated on her."

"Oh, Remus…"

"I'm not proud of it, trust me," I say, and she lets out a sigh. "But I love him, mum."

"Is it James?"

"James?" I laugh. "No, mum, it isn't James."

"Well, you never know…"

"Let me tell you, the minute I get feelings for James, you'll know I've lost my mind, yeah?" I laugh, and I stick out my hand. She takes it in hers, and flashes me a smile. "But I am in love, mum, and I have been, for the last year and a half. I've even moved in with him."

"Why didn't you tell me?" she asks me, looking hurt.

"Because he…," I begin, but then I look down at my tea, still holding her hand. "His name is Sirius."

"Sirius Black? Your boss?" she asks me, and I nod, looking back up at her. "Oh, honey… are you sure that this is right?"

"It is. I love him, mum, and he loves me. We're happy together. But we want to keep things quiet, or…"

"Because of the press," she interrupts me, and I nod. "Well, you still should have told me. I would have kept my mouth shut. You should know that."

"I do, I was just scared. I really love him, mum."

"And he's good to you? He treats you well?" she asks me, and I nod, not able to hide my smile. "Then I am happy for you, honey. But promise me one thing."

"What?"

"Don't hide things from me anymore. I'm your mum, and if you're happy, then I want to know. If things don't work out, I still want to know. Because I'll always be here for you, do you hear me?"

"Yeah."

"So promise me?"

"I promise."