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Chapter 10: Remus, Sirius, and the Morning After

"Remus, baby, I made breakfast," Sirius whispered into Remus's ear the next morning. Remus's eyes fluttered open and he looked down to see that he was still naked but that Sirius had brought the covers up and around him. Looking over and seeing Sirius's smiling face when he woke up was an image that he could get used to. Remus breathed in deeply and smiled up at Sirius. He could smell the scents of breakfast wafting in through the open bedroom door. Sirius leaned in and placed the softest of kisses on Remus's lips, and Remus felt that kiss from his lips all the way down to his feet. Now that Remus realized he was falling for Sirius, every moment seemed to be suspended in mid air for a lifetime—everything felt more tender, more passionate, and it meant so much more.

When Remus finally registered his surroundings, he noticed that Sirius was wearing black suit pants and a dark green shirt with a purple tie. Every time Remus had been over to their home in the past, Sirius had been wearing something casual to indicate what he had been doing that day. Seeing Sirius ready for work was a sight that had Remus's cock almost at attention. He looked damn good. Remus put his hand on the back of Sirius's neck and pulled him down on top of him into a deep kiss. Sirius hummed and let his tongue find Remus's eagerly as he straddled the man. Although there was a thick comforter in between them, Sirius could feel Remus's hard cock, which caused his own to harden in response.

"Mmm," Remus said as he pulled his mouth away from Sirius's only slightly so that he spoke against Sirius's lips. "I love a well-dressed man." Sirius smiled and opened his mouth against Remus's once more so that their tongues could make up for lost time. Sirius was about to pull the covers down and give Remus's cock some attention, but Remus pushed Sirius up and said, "I'm hungry."

"Me too," Sirius said as he leaned back down and began kissing Remus again.

Remus laughed and pushed him up. "That wasn't an innuendo," he said as he maneuvered himself out from underneath Sirius. Sirius groaned and collapsed forward onto the bed as Remus stood up and walked to the bathroom so that he could retrieve his forgotten clothes. Remus emerged from the bathroom in only his briefs, much to Sirius's delight, and Sirius followed Remus out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. Throughout the short trip to the kitchen, Sirius did not take his eyes off of Remus's ass—something that Remus was well aware of and took great pleasure in.

When he got to the kitchen, Remus realized just how hungry he was when he saw the plates full of eggs, bacon, sausage, and French toast sitting on the high table. Sirius watched Remus with a smile on his face as Remus loaded his plate with food. Damn if Sirius couldn't get used to this—waking up beside Remus every morning, cooking him breakfast, and watching him eat it almost completely nude.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Remus asked, interrupting Sirius's thoughts.

"What? Oh… yeah," Sirius said. He began putting food onto his own plate and he poured both him and Remus a glass of fresh orange juice. Remus smiled at him, and Sirius smiled back.

"Thank you for breakfast," Remus said as he leaned across the corner that separated the two of them and brushed his lips against Sirius's. Sirius only smiled in response.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Sirius said, "Do you have to work today?"

"We're closed on Sundays," Remus said simply, still looking at his plate of food and eating.

"Well, I have to go in for a few hours today, but I talked to the missus this morning and she very sweetly informed me she will be staying at her sisters for a few more days, so you can stay here as long as you want. You can shower and wear any of my clothes that you want. We have a theater room downstairs, and we have cable in every room. You can do whatever you want." Sirius paused briefly. "I would love for you to be here when I got home." Remus noticed the tinge of desperation in Sirius's voice, and he thought it was adorable. Remus looked up at him and leaned in for another kiss.

"I'll be here," he said.

Sirius beamed. Remus wiped his mouth with his napkin and gave Sirius a seductive sideways smile. He stood up and walked over to Sirius and turned Sirius's chair so that Remus could walk in between his legs. Remus bent his head down and put his lips lightly against Sirius's. Sirius closed his eyes and tilted his head up to meet Remus's. Remus brushed his nose against Sirius's right before he slid his tongue lightly across Sirius's upper lip. He then kissed the corner of Sirius's mouth.

"Don't tease," Sirius whispered breathily. Remus smiled and pressed his lips against Sirius's. Sirius's tongue went into Remus's mouth immediately, and Remus could not stop the gasp that escaped his throat.

Remus then pulled away slightly and said, "I want to give you something to think about while you're at work."

"What's that?" Sirius growled huskily and opened his eyes to look at Remus. Remus then began to unzip Sirius's trousers and when he put his hand inside Sirius's pants, he could not help but marvel at how hard Sirius already was and take pleasure in the fact that he did that to Sirius. Remus then knelt down, pulled Sirius's cock out of his trousers, and wrapped his mouth around it. Sirius gasped and brought his hands down into Remus's hair. "Fuck, Remus," Sirius moaned. Knowing Sirius had to get to work, Remus started bobbing his head up and down quickly in order to bring Sirius to completion sooner. He sucked hard and fast and did everything he knew that would drive Sirius crazy. When Sirius began to tremble violently, Remus sucked his cheeks in particularly hard, and felt Sirius release himself into Remus's mouth only a moment later. After Remus swallowed and wiped his mouth he stood back up and Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus's waist as Remus wrapped his around Sirius's neck.

"Do you have any idea how fucking good you are at that?" Sirius whispered, voice still full of lust.

Remus smiled. "I just wanted to make sure you didn't forget about me when you were working hard all day."

"Well, let's just say that I'll being working extra fast today knowing that that could be waiting for me when I get home," Sirius said right before he brought his mouth to Remus's for a deep kiss.

"Good morning," James Potter said as he walked into Sirius's office a few minutes after Sirius arrived. He had a stupid, knowing grin on his face that Sirius could not help but smile in response to. "Did you have a nice night last night?"

Sirius rolled his eyes. "I did," he said simply, not looking up from his computer and trying to act nonchalant.

"Don't be coy," James said as he took a seat in the chair on the opposite side of Sirius's desk.

"I'm not sure what you mean," Sirius said, still not looking at him. He took a sip from the glass of water sitting next to his keyboard.

James arched an eyebrow mischievously. "Did you fuck the guy or what?"

Sirius's eyes widened and began coughing furiously at James's words. His eyes watered and droplets of water slid from his mouth as he tried to swallow the water in his mouth rather than choke on it as he was currently doing. When Sirius finally composed himself, he said, "Jesus Christ, James! Couldn't have had a better choice of words?" He jumped up from his chair and walked around his desk in order to slam the door to his office closed. When he got back to his desk, he looked at James. "Besides," he said, a smirk sliding across his face. "A lady doesn't kiss and tell."

An enormous grin spread across James's face. "You did! You sly dog! Well, I'll be."

"Don't act so surprised," Sirius said with an eye roll. "I practically told you what would happen before it happened."

James shrugged with a smile. Sirius turned back to his computer and James said, "So, who was the pitcher and who was the catcher?"

Sirius slowly turned his head to face James. "What is the matter with you?"

James burst with laughter that continued for nearly a minute. Sirius just shook his head and tried to ignore him.

"Oh, come on," James said after he finally stopped laughing. "That was funny, right?"

"Not in the least."

"Well, I just want to know what happened!" James said.

Sirius sighed and smiled. He had to admit that he was bursting to tell someone—anyone—and James was the one person he could and would tell. "Well," Sirius started calmly. "After you left, we took a bath together, and then we… you know, we got down to business." James looked at Sirius expectantly and Sirius rolled his eyes. "And if you must know, I was the… pitcher." Sirius grimaced at his last word.

James punched the air with a triumphant yelp. "Ha! My man!" Sirius could not help but smile at James's enthusiasm. "Did he spend the night? You get a little morning after action? Hair of the dog that bit you?"

"You are a lunatic," Sirius said, shaking his head, but the smile on his face was impossible to hide.

"Well did you?"

"Yes."

"That's my boy!"

"Okay," Sirius said, holding up a hand. "Calm down."

James smiled, and a look of sincerity swept over him so quickly that it slightly alarmed Sirius. "I just… Sirius, I know you're trying to hide it, but I haven't seen you so happy in years. Seriously, you're practically glowing." Sirius smiled back. He knew James was right. It had definitely been years since he had been this happy. It wasn't just his sexual repression, though; it was Remus. The thing that made him crazy was that he wanted Remus all the time. From the moment he'd laid eyes on him, he was smitten. After he left his house that day, he started to count the minutes until he could go back to Remus. He couldn't even imagine what it would be like after this day was over. He didn't want to imagine it. And at first, the attraction had been purely physical, but now, there was something different. He had meant it when he told Remus that he really liked him, but what scared and excited him was that maybe it was something even more than that. He knew things would only get more complicated from here, but he was determined not to think about that right now. Right now, he would stay in his happy honeymoon phase and ignore the pestering thoughts that tried to come to the surface of his mind.

"Yeah, well…" was Sirius's response. The grin did not leave James's face. His best friend looked like he wanted to say something more until a soft knock sounded at Sirius's door. Sirius sighed. He knew who it was.

"Come in," he called.

A moment later, the door to Sirius's office opened slowly, and his brother stood in the doorway looking at him. The two brothers looked very similar, but each had features that clearly marked their differences. Regulus's hair was a bit lighter than his brother's and was cut closer to his head in order to give him a more professional appearance—as was their father's opinion. Their cheekbones were at the same height, and their face shapes and jaw lines were almost identical, giving them their aristocratic appearances. Regulus was smaller in stature than his brother, and the way he carried himself was much different. Where Sirius was generally relaxed and had a much more carefree and smiling demeanor, Regulus's mouth seemed to be in a permanent pout and his nose was always facing a bit northward. Sirius's grey eyes were warm and dancing, but Regulus's similarly colored eyes were cold and withdrawn.

Although similar in appearance, the personalities of these two brothers could not have been more different than night and day, however. Regulus was snobbish and arrogant and had few friends. Sirius, on the other hand, was loved by almost all who knew him, and although he had his fair share of arrogance, he was also funny, caring, and accepting of nearly all those around him. Regulus was deeply concerned with appearances and completely lived up to the surname with which he had been born. He was in a relationship with a woman not unlike Priscilla—a woman that had been ordained proper by their family and close friends. In a few years, they were sure to be married and slip into a cold, loveless marriage the way Sirius's parents had done, and the way Sirius was close to doing. Unlike his brother, Sirius was not concerned with appearances and usually tried as hard as he could with most things to do the opposite of what anyone in his family would do. Save for Priscilla and his job, Sirius could not have been any more different from his family.

The brothers were not close. James had been best man at Sirius's wedding, not Regulus. Sirius would likely be Regulus's best man, but that was because he had few other friends to fill the position. Sirius had only met Regulus's long time girlfriend at a few family functions. They rarely spent any time together—at family gatherings or on their own. Now, they were only spending time together at the request of their father, and this request only had to do with fixing the mistake that Regulus had made. Since they were kids, Sirius felt like he had been cleaning up his brother's messes. When he stole an exam in high school in order to get a perfect score, Sirius had taken the blame. When he cheated on his first girlfriend and she had become suspicious, Sirius gave him an alibi for all the times he had been with her. Still, Regulus resented Sirius for his carefree attitude and his disapproval of Regulus's behavior and their family's reputation. And now as Regulus stood in Sirius's doorway, Sirius desperately wanted to roll his eyes at his brother's stiff demeanor.

"Hey, Reggie," James said. Regulus rolled his eyes at the use of his childhood nickname. He had been telling James to stop calling him that for years, but James was relentless. "Old habits," he would say.

"Hello, James."

James smirked and slapped his thighs before standing up. "Well, I should get going. Leave you two lovebirds to it."

Sirius shook his head with a small smile as James squeezed past Regulus through the doorway and walked down the hall and out of sight, but not before he gave an obscene gesture on the other side of Sirius's office window behind Regulus's back and directed at the younger Black brother. Sirius desperately tried to conceal his smile and stifle his laughter. After James was out of sight, Regulus closed the door and Sirius gestured for Regulus to take a seat. When Regulus sat down, they stared at each other for a few silent seconds before Sirius spoke.

"What were you thinking, Reg?"

Regulus immediately tensed up, clenched his jaw, and narrowed his eyes. "Fuck off, Sirius." Sirius blanched at his reaction. "You don't know what happened, and you always do this. All wise, all knowing Sirius knows exactly what happened and why. You prejudge every situation as if you were born knowing the answer."

Sirius sighed and flared his nostrils. "Okay, Regulus. Relax. I might be 'prejudging' this situation, as you say, but there's not much to interpret. You were arrested for fraud—"

"I was set up!" Regulus yelled.

"Keep your voice down, Regulus," Sirius said in a hushed voice. After another moment, he said, "Now, what do you mean, you were set up?" Sirius looked clearly skeptical.

"They set me up, Sirius. I thought what I was doing was legitimate. I was given the accounts by one of the senior partners and they buttered me up, telling me this would 'make my career.' So, I did it. I—"

"Don't tell me what you did. I'm not your lawyer, and I don't want you to say anything that can be subpoenaed out of me. Tell me about anything Riddle related, but keep everything regarding your charges between yourself and your lawyer," Sirius said, holding up a hand and bringing his other hand to pinch the bridge of his nose while he closed his eyes. "Why would they set you up, Regulus? It doesn't make sense. You're nothing but a junior consultant."

"You would not believe the things I know about that company," Regulus lowered his voice and leaned forward in his seat. Sirius squinted his eyes in disbelief, but Regulus went on. "I was going through case files for some cases I was working on and I came across some… Sirius, it's worse than any of you thought. I told Father to drop the case—"

"Dad will never drop this case," Sirius said angrily.

"I know that, but Sirius… You have to convince him to," Regulus's normally cold expression changed to one of worry. "If your opposing counsel is able to uncover even half of what I uncovered then you don't stand a chance." Regulus shook his head. "So, I approached one of my superiors a few days after I uncovered some of their worst offenses, and he shrugged it off, telling me that I was just confused. The next week, I was given the 'career-making' accounts and two weeks later I was arrested." Regulus sat up straight and looked at Sirius frantically. Sirius had never seen his younger brother so vulnerable. "I know I'm not perfect, Sirius, but I swear to you that I would never do anything illegal knowingly. You know me—"

"I know how ambitious you are," Sirius said with raised, knowing eyebrows.

"Yes, I'm ambitious, and they know it, too. That's how they were able to convince me to take the fraudulent accounts."

"Did you tell Dad?" Sirius asked.

"No…" Regulus shook his head and looked down at his hands. "He didn't want to talk to me. After he paid my bail, he told me to come here today and talk to you about it. That was all we spoke about. I guess he expects you to tell him everything. Sirius…" Regulus suddenly turned frantic again. "This goes all the way to the top. Riddle, the CEO… He's an evil man, Sirius…"

Sirius sighed and put his face in his hands. "Okay, Reg, who gave you the accounts?"

"A man named Dolohov. Antonin Dolohov. And…" Regulus said slowly.

"Who, Regulus?"

"Cissy's husband…" Regulus said, referring to their cousin Narcissa—the sister of the cousin, Bellatrix, that Sirius loathed. "Lucius. The two of them approached me with the accounts."

Sirius's eyes widened slightly but he only said, "Okay. Tell me everything you found."

Sometime later, Regulus had recounted all of the misdealing, fraud, corruption, and serious negligence that he had found in the company's files. It was more than Sirius could have dreamed, and he felt both angry and scared about the knowledge. They were going to lose this case. Sirius was now certain of that. He did not know how he was going to break this news to his father, but he knew it was going to make his dad go berserk. When Regulus finally told Sirius everything he knew, they said a brief goodbye, and Sirius reclined in his chair and dropped his arms limply to his sides.

"Fuck," he whispered angrily to himself. What a waste of time all of this had been. They had been spending months on this case, and now it was going to mean nothing. Considering all of this, the only thought that made Sirius feel better was knowing that Remus was at his house waiting for him to come home. Sirius smiled unconsciously at the thought in spite of himself.

Next chapter-our boys spend more time together:

Sirius smiled at Remus's nervousness as he leaned forward and kissed the tip of his nose. "I wouldn't miss it."