Nera77 - a roast meal ok? See…I listen to my reviewers (eventually)
Second last chappie - enjoy!
Chapter Ten
'Ow!' Remus yelped as his head hit the headboard.
'Sorry,' Sirius muttered, kissing Remus' head then moving quickly to his chest.
'It isn't a race, Pads,' he said, shifting so he was more comfortable.
As soon as he'd gotten his breath back, Sirius had thrown Remus down on the bed saying, 'You have got to try that, Rem!'
Now he was struggling with the cap on the tube of lube, his fingers shaking both from anticipation and from his own recent orgasm which had been, without a doubt, the most incredible thing he'd ever felt. He wanted Remus to feel what he just had and was anxious to get started.
'Siri, calm down,' Remus said just as Sirius got the lid off the tube.
'I'm calm,' he insisted, squeezing some on his fingers then throwing it down carelessly.
He bent over and snogged Remus hard and fast as his hand slid down, over his balls which tightened at the touch, to the pucker below. Remus' hips leapt up as Sirius immediately pierced him, pushing his finger inside him slowly.
'Jesus,' Remus muttered as the other boy moved, sitting as Remus had, between the werewolves legs so he could see exactly what he was doing.
One hand moved to Remus' cock and he began to tug him, long, sure strokes. He copied the same rhythm with his finger - up and down; in and out - adding another finger when he felt the tight walls relax a little. Remus was having trouble breathing and clutched at the sheet underneath him.
'That's amazing,' he whispered, his voice hoarse and Sirius could see he was close.
He stopped finger fucking him and searched for the button that would launch Remus over the edge. He touched it, and it was as though Remus got an electric shock. His whole body jerked and stiffened, his mouth opening wide in surprise. Sirius pressed on it hard, massaging it and speeding up his hand's motion on Remus' cock.
'Oh my God,' Remus whispered, then arched off the bed with a loud curse as he came, tearing the sheet off the mattress.
His breath came in shuddering gasps as he struggled to get enough oxygen into his lungs. 'Alright?' Sirius asked, moving to lie next to him, waving a wand over the werewolf's sticky stomach.
Remus nodded, still unable to talk. Sirius chuckled and stretched out next to him, yawning a little. He'd been a bit uncertain about this sex with men thing but now…now he knew that he wanted Remus inside him more than anything.
He looked over at the door, wondering if it was unlocked. He didn't want to try it - at this moment, he couldn't have cared less if it remained locked for the entire break. Glancing over at Remus, he saw the boy had drifted off with the ghost of a smile on his face. Sirius smiled too, looking down at him. His chest tightened as he lightly touched a scar on his jaw. He thought the werewolf was beautiful, scars and all ,and he could scarcely believe his fantasises had not only come true but that this wasn't going to be just a bit of temporary fun. This was different. This was…real and he was feeling things he'd never felt before.
'Mine,' he said softly then wondered why he felt like crying.
Remus woke up after a couple of hours and saw Sirius dozing next to him. He smiled, taking a few moments to stare at his perfect face.
'I can't believe this has happened,' he thought as Sirius shifted in his sleep. 'I can't believe he wants me.'
He moved, getting poked by something under him. He reached down and pulled out both Sirius' wand and the small tube of lube. Remus felt the rush of blood to his groin as he looked at the lubrication. He had been curious about sex like any other teenager, having read about the mechanics and fantasised about the act. But he'd been a little…alright, a lot, terrified about actually doing it. It sounded like it could be painful and he preferred not to expose himself to any more pain than necessary.
But the feeling of Sirius' fingers inside him earlier; the thought of him putting that glorious cock inside him instead…Remus shivered with excitement. Yesterday, there was no way he would have allowed this to go that far but now he wanted it all. He wanted Siri inside him; he wanted to be inside the other boy.
'Now I just have to convince Sirius he wants that too,' he thought to himself before sliding off the bed and going to have a shower.
They'd slept through lunch so, when Sirius awoke early that evening, he was starving. He sat up and yawned, surprised when he saw Remus sitting on the floor next to the box of food reading.
'Where's my roast dinner, woman?' he demanded then grinned when Remus raised his head with a slightly affronted look on his face.
'We haven't been doing this long enough to establish which of us is the woman,' he said mildly, looking back down at the book and popping the last of a liquorice wand in his mouth.
Sirius chuckled and stretched. 'I would have thought it was obvious,' he teased, standing up. 'You're far more feminine than I am.'
Remus snorted and turned the page. 'You scream like a girl when you come,' he muttered then let out a very unmanly squawk when a pillow hit him in the face.
'You, sir, are an ass,' he said, in mock irritation, throwing the pillow down.
'You love my ass,' Sirius retorted, strolling naked across the room, trying to distract the other boy from his book. 'Why on earth were you reading when you could have been taking advantage of the naked boy in your bed?'
Remus looked up. 'I'm sick of sandwiches and beans,' he said, tapping the box with the back of his hand. 'I found a spell that might work to get some food from the kitchen. Summoning doesn't work.'
He pointed to the window and Sirius saw what looked like mashed potatoes splattered across the pane on the outside. He laughed then turned around.
'Well, I'll leave the food to you,' he said. 'I'm going to have a shower.'
When he emerged ten minutes later, he was delighted to see the roast meal he'd requested. 'How'd you do that?' he asked and Remus grinned.
'If you ever cracked open a book, you'd know,' he teased, flushing a little in happiness when Sirius leaned down and kissed him.
'I don't need to open a book,' he said, parking himself next to Remus and pulling a plate towards him. 'I've got you to tell me everything I need to know. And I expect special attention from now on.'
'From now on?' laughed Remus, stabbing some carrots with his fork. 'I've never met such an attention seeking ponce in all my life.'
'Some boyfriend you are. I'd be quite insulted by your pokes at my personality if I wasn't so hungry,' he huffed, shoving a whole roast potato in his mouth.
They ate quickly, finishing off the mead and following it with a Butterbeer chaser. They ate the rest of the chocolates for dessert, Remus laughing when Sirius put one between his lips and insisted on feeding it to him.
'You're definitely the woman,' he chuckled, licking the chocolate off his lips.
Sirius' smile faded a little and he stared at Remus, recalling the sensation of that tongue as it licked up his shaft.
'You are so fucking hot,' he said fervently and launched himself at the werewolf, knocking him onto his back as his lips crushed down on his.
They didn't hear the smashing of the dinner plates as Sirius' foot kicked them, nor the clatter of the silverware as it flipped across the room. The bottle of mead rolled across the wooden floor and under Peters' bed as the boys made out frantically.
'God, you smell so good,' Sirius mumbled, dragging Remus' shirt over his head roughly then lowering his face to his neck. 'You taste so good.'
Remus could only moan a reply as the dark haired boys teeth sank into his skin.
'You're mine, Remus,' he said softly but fiercely. 'You're mine and mine alone.'
His mouth moved back to his mouth as Remus nodded then grasped the boy's face between his hands.
'Do you mean that?' he asked, his voice breaking a little with desire and emotion. 'Did you mean it before when you called me your boyfriend?'
Sirius nodded then kissed him quick. 'I don't want anyone else to put their hands on you,' he whispered. 'I…I've never loved anyone before, Rem and I'm not sure if this is it but…'
He shook his head, wishing yet again he could use words like Remus. 'I think it could be. I think it is.'
Remus reached up and pulled Sirius' face down to his, kissing him deeply. With a surprisingly show of strength, he rolled them so he was now over Sirius. Tearing his mouth away, he looked breathlessly down at the animagus.
'I love you too,' he said, a little gruffly then kissed him again.
They pressed against each other, tugging clothes off as their need became more urgent. Remus' leg hit the broken china and he pulled away at the sound.
'Could we possibly move this to a bed?' he gasped and Sirius chuckled.
They stood up and fell onto the nearest bed, which happened to be James', pulling the rest of their clothes off.
Remus pressed his lips to Sirius' chest, surprised when the other boy stopped him.
'Rem,' he said tentatively, looking at him with pleading grey eyes. 'I…um, I want you to…if you want to…'
'Siri,' he said with a slightly bewildered smile. 'I have no idea what you're on about.'
Sirius took a breath and said, 'I want to be with you. I want you to shag me. Tonight. Now.'
Remus' mouth opened then closed again. 'I thought I'd have to talk you into it,' he said softly and Sirius grinned.
'Don't you know me at all?' he mumbled, leaning over to kiss him gently. 'Always up for a good time - that's me. I take it that's a yes?'
Remus frowned a little. 'Are you sure, Siri?'
Sirius smiled and said against his lips, 'I've never been more sure about anything.'