A/N: Hi! So I'm back a LOT sooner than before. Thanks to all those who reviewed and thanks to all the readers who have trusted me enough to stick with this story. It means a lot! So, I should warn you that this chapter is incredibly explicit. I honestly don't know what got into me when I wrote it... Well, I hope you enjoy it. If it's too much... Well, then... there's nothing I can say... Enjoy!

Chapter 9: Truth Be Told

Remus tried to stifle a yawn as he sat across from Andrew at the Three Broomsticks. Sirius had kept him up late the night before with… various pursuits, and Remus was paying the price the following day. His only solace was the fact that Sirius was at the office today, and he would be paying the price as well.

It was Friday afternoon. Remus had left work early to grab a late lunch with Andrew before he and Sirius were going to meet back home before they drove out to the Highland House for the weekend. Things with Andrew seemed tenser than they ever had when the two men had shared time together. Remus sensed that Andrew was upset about something, but Remus didn't know if they were on the kind of friendship level where Andrew would feel comfortable talking to him about it. Were they even friends? They certainly spent a significant amount of time together, but Remus knew full well that their relationship was weird and based solely on conditions. He didn't really know what it was.

Anyway, Remus had decided they had probably had enough for the day at any rate. He was tired of sitting through large blocks of tense silence.

"I should probably head out," Remus said. Andrew looked up at him. "Sirius and I are going away for the weekend and I told him—"

"I've had enough of this, Remus," Andrew snapped suddenly.

"Enough of what?" Remus asked slowly, although he already had a pretty good idea of what Andrew was referring to.

"This. Us. Whatever this is. I'm sick of being vetted." He paused. "Look, Remus, I understood it four months ago, but I've had enough now. I want to talk to Sirius, and I've abided by your wishes. I think it's about time you just gave me your blessing."

"Andrew—"

"Honestly, Remus, I'm going to talk to him now whether you want me to or not. I've done everything you've asked of me, and I'm over it."

"I know."

"I want to talk to him, Remus. I think I've earned it. I—"

"Andrew," Remus said firmly. "I know." They regarded each other for a few moments before Remus spoke again. "We're going away this weekend. We'll be away from everything for a while just the two of us. It'll be the perfect time for me to explain things to him and talk to him about what's been going on. After I can talk to him, I promise I'll get out of your way. How's that?" Remus finished.

Andrew nodded. And a moment later, he was gone.

Remus slipped his hand onto Sirius's leg as the drove down the highway toward their old home. Sirius smiled and leaned over to kiss Remus's temple, making Remus sigh contentedly. After dropping Teddy off with Remus's parents with—much to his parents' annoyance—vast instructions for the weekend ("We have done this before, you know," his father had said. "You're still alive, aren't you?"), they had set out for the place that they had called home for four years.

It was definitely a much-needed weekend for the two of them. They had each been so busy with work over the past several months that even dinner together had started to become hard to come by. And any free time they had, they wanted to spend it with Teddy so she didn't feel neglected in any way. The family had been going through a lot of changes lately and they wanted their daughter to keep feeling safe and loved, which meant that their love for each other would have to fall by the wayside. This weekend was a way to correct that and both of them were incredibly grateful for it.

A bit later, they were on the narrow, gravel road that led to the Highland House. Remus watched as the trees and land that had been such an enormous part of his childhood glided by. When he thought back to his adolescent years, it was hard to imagine that he was where he was today. Back when he was 12 and searching for rare plant and bug species around their property, he was just a skinny, scared boy who knew he was different but didn't know how or why. He knew he had a crush on his neighbor down the way, Ben, but he didn't understand why or that it was okay. He thought no one would ever love him or care for him. When he was barely 20, he'd met Severus and he thought that everything would be different. It certainly was different, but not in a way that was healthy for Remus. He'd been stuck in a relationship that seemed to drag him down into the deepest, darkest parts of him, making him hate himself more than anyone else ever could. Remus could remember sitting out on the swing at Highland, wondering how he'd gotten himself into such a terrible mess. He'd had a similar thought when he'd come out here just after the first time he and Sirius were together.

Now, it seemed that Remus was living in some kind of dream. How had he gone from that to where he was now in such a short time? How had he gotten so incredibly lucky? And as Sirius drove past the old swing set on which Remus had had many internal battles with himself, he could see his young, skinny form sitting there looking sad. Before Remus realized that it was just a figment of his imagination, he wanted to tell Sirius to stop the car. He wanted to get out and tell that little Remus that everything would be okay. That it would get better. That one day he would be happy—that he would have an amazing husband and the most incredible little girl that made his heart clench each and every single time she called him "daddy." He wanted to tell that 20-year-old Remus that he deserved better and that one day he would have it. That he didn't have to settle for abuse and neglect from a man who couldn't even find it in himself to love any person around him, including himself. He just wanted that sad, scared boy to know that it would get better.

When the car slowed and Sirius came to a stop, each of them got out of the car in silence. The doors slammed almost together as they got out. They made eye contact over the car, and Sirius smiled at Remus before he ducked down to grab his bag out of the back seat. Remus then bent down to grab his own bag, but Sirius reached out and took it before Remus could.

"I got it," he said, with a smile. Remus smiled back and nodded.

"Thanks," Remus said.

Then they both stood up and slammed the back doors, almost together again. They made eye contact above the car again, and Remus didn't really know why but this time he couldn't keep Sirius's eye contact. When Sirius smiled at him, Remus just blushed and looked down. It was almost like the first time he'd brought Sirius out here. Remus had been so nervous and yet so perfectly comfortable with Sirius.

"Ready?" Remus asked Sirius.

"More than you know."

Remus took Sirius's hand and intertwined his fingers into Sirius's. It was such a nice feeling—a gesture that was so enormous and yet so simple. Rarely did they just walk together and hold hands. Remus would definitely be able to get used to it. His heart sped up when Sirius squeezed his hand.

A moment later, Remus stopped and Sirius did the same. Remus then walked behind Sirius and began to work on the blindfold that was tied behind his head. Remus's stomach knotted in anticipation. God, he hoped Sirius would have the reaction that Remus so desperately wanted from him. He just wanted Sirius to love it up here the same way he did. Finally, after his blindfold was removed, Sirius gasped. He swept his dark hair out of his eyes as he looked up.

Remus watched him as he looked up. He was like a child that was seeing Santa Clause for the first time. It was like never in his life had Sirius seen stars shining so bright. And never had he seen so many stars in the sky. Of course he had seen stars before. He and his family were fairly well traveled and he had been to places outside of New York that weren't polluted with light that blocked the stars from shining. The stars he'd seen before, however, felt like cheap imitations of the ones he was seeing right now. These stars were the real stars—they had to be the stars that only a few people had ever seen. They were too special to be seen by just anyone in Sirius's opinion. There were so many stars that there was hardly any space between them, and the stars were so bright that the sky seemed to be lit up like Times Square. It literally took Sirius's breath away.

"It's beautiful, Remus."

Remus sighed at the memory. Everything had been so new then. And now here they were, married with a child, and Remus more in love with Sirius than ever.

Sirius walked slightly ahead of Remus as they approached the front door of the house. When they reached the front door, Sirius unlocked it and held it open for Remus. Remus looked up at him and smiled before going in. Remus began walking past the foyer and into the house, but he felt Sirius's hand on his wrist, pulling him back. Remus turned and Sirius dropped their bags next to the door before he pulled Remus to him.

Remus let Sirius guide him and they ended up nose to nose. Sirius brought his hands up to Remus's neck and turned them around so Remus's back was against the door. Remus shivered as he felt Sirius's breath on his face. Sirius stepped closer so that Remus's body was sandwiched between Sirius and the door. Remus's hands came up to Sirius's hips and he pulled Sirius even closer. Sirius leaned forward to brush his lips against Remus's and Remus tilted his head to the side. Sirius then moved his lips down to kiss Remus's jawline and Remus sighed deeply. Just a moment later, Sirius was dragging his nose across Remus's cheek, inhaling his scent, before his lips found Remus's again.

Every kiss means something different. There's the short, quick kiss when you're greeting someone or saying goodbye for the day. It's a kiss to remind that person that you love them—easy, quick, simple. There's the kiss in the middle of passion. There's no thought of what you're doing or how you're doing it. You just want every part of your body to be touching that person. It's a desperate kiss—a kiss that tries to reach every part of the person in the fastest and fiercest way possible. There's the kiss after you haven't seen someone in a long time. It's the kiss that reminds both of you that you're still here and always will be. There's the apology kiss, the special occasion kiss, the thank you kiss—each important kisses that mean something different to everyone.

Then there was this kiss—a kiss for the sole purpose of letting Remus know every single thing that Sirius felt about him. It was like the moment their lips joined, all thought flew from Remus's head and was replaced with all of Sirius's feelings for him. It was overwhelming. Remus began to feel his knees go weak so he clutched more tightly at Sirius's hips to steady himself. Sirius took that as Remus asking for more and the heat began to intensify. Sirius slipped his tongue into Remus's mouth as he pulled Remus's face closer. Remus whimpered and held on tighter. Sirius's hands moved from Remus's neck down to his arms—they slid down to his wrists until Sirius was gripping them and pulling them off of his waist. He then pulled them up so they were pinned against the door above Remus's head. Then he moved his mouth from Remus's down to Remus's neck.

"Sirius," Remus breathed, unconsciously trying to press his hips to Sirius's for some friction. Sirius used one hand to keep Remus's arms pinned and he moved the other down to the collar of Remus's shirt. While he bit and sucked and kissed Remus's neck, he began to slowly unbutton Remus's shirt. As soon as he finished, his kisses moved from Remus's neck down to his chest and Remus sighed Sirius's name again. Sirius moved back up to Remus's neck after several moments, making sure to keep Remus's arms pinned above him. Remus's hips were now rocking absently and when Sirius pressed his body against Remus's side, he slipped a hand into Remus's pants causing Remus to let out a choked moan. He kept his mouth on Remus's neck as he began to stroke him.

Only a short time passed before Remus began to moan continuously. What Sirius was doing was enough to drive Remus crazy but not enough to bring him over the edge. "Sirius," he moaned. In his mind it was a plea for more, but he knew it came out as a moan of pleasure. But as if Sirius could read his mind, as soon as Remus moaned his name, he released Remus's arms from above his head and dropped to his knees in front of Remus.

"Yes, baby, yes," Remus moaned as he watched Sirius unbutton and unzip his pants quickly. "Yes."

It seemed like an eternity to Remus, but not a moment later, Sirius was swallowing Remus as far as he could go. Both of Remus's hands flew to Sirius's head as he nearly came right then. Remus moaned loudly as his fingers intertwined into Sirius's hair and he began to guide Sirius along his length. Remus had to try desperately not to let his hips buck and choke Sirius, but as always, Sirius could read his mind, so he brought his hands up to Remus's hips to keep them steady. It didn't matter much, however, because Remus knew he was already fast approaching his peak. As Sirius moved along his length, he could feel that familiar feeling—it started at the tips of his fingers and toes and slowly made its way up through his arms and legs and through the rest of his body until it all came right to the center—right to his core.

"Sirius," Remus moaned loudly. "Sirius—fuck," he moaned even louder as Sirius began to speed up and increase his suction. "Sirius—unh, Sirius, don't…" Remus threw his head back and tightened his grip in Sirius's hair as his body tensed and he released himself into Sirius's mouth.

Sirius stayed there for a moment, Remus's hands still clutched in his hair, as he swallowed everything Remus had. Remus moaned a few more times as Sirius licked him clean before he stood up. He leaned in and bit Remus's neck hard—making Remus whimper—before, without saying anything, he took Remus's hand and guided him to the bedroom. Remus was still hanging out of his pants as they walked to the room, but neither of them seemed to care.

As soon as they were to the room, Sirius roughly pushed the door open and dragged Remus inside. Before Remus could say or do anything, Sirius yanked his arm and pulled him forward so he could push him onto the bed. Remus fell back on the bed and watched as Sirius pulled Remus's pants the rest of the way off. Sirius then pulled his own shirt off and moved onto the bed in between Remus's legs. Remus's button down was hanging open, exposing his chest and stomach to Sirius, but Sirius only had eyes for one part of Remus's anatomy.

He just watched. For what felt like forever, Sirius just eyed Remus's cock like a starved animal eying its prey. Remus could feel himself growing hot under Sirius's gaze, and as if Sirius's mind had somehow willed it, Remus began to get hard again without Sirius so much as laying a hand on him. Sirius smiled wickedly at Remus, who flushed. Remus then moved his hands down to Sirius's zipper, trying to get him out, while Sirius moved to get what he so desperately needed from their end table.

Before Remus could pull Sirius out of his pants, Sirius threw the little bottle of what he'd been looking for onto Remus's stomach and swatted Remus's hand away from the front of his jeans. Sirius looked at Remus for several moments and, knowing what Sirius wanted, Remus squeeze the substance from the tube onto his fingers and moved his fingers down to his entrance. Sirius's eyes drooped a bit as he watched Remus prepare himself. Remus saw the tent in Sirius's pants and, as always, was so turned on by how much Sirius wanted him. Sirius—who hadn't spoken since they'd entered the doors of the house—never pulled his eyes away from what Remus was doing. For his part, Remus couldn't take his eyes off of Sirius. He so desperately wanted to see his reactions, and when Remus slipped a third finger inside and arched off the bed a bit, Sirius moaned, practically yanked Remus's hand away and quickly pulled his pants down just enough so he could expose himself and thrust inside Remus. Sirius grunted loudly as Remus arched off the bed and his hands flew above his head and he pressed his palms against the headboard.

Normally when they would begin, Sirius would start off gentle and build up, but this time, there was none of that—Sirius was thrusting hard and unforgiving into Remus, making Remus's moans echo throughout the room and most likely throughout the house. They hadn't been able to be this loud and wild and uninhibited since their honeymoon, and the way Sirius was fucking him, it was like it was going to be their last time.

From the look on Sirius's face, Remus could tell that his husband was close to his edge, but it didn't matter because Remus was already almost there again, too. Remus arched and angled himself so that Sirius would hit that spot, and Sirius reached up to stroke Remus.

"Come," Sirius said in a deep, raspy voice. His eyes were locked on Remus's. Remus was never one not to obey orders, so when Sirius thrust a few more times and pulled at Remus, Remus obliged and did as Sirius commanded. The blood was roaring in Remus's ears so when, after a few more thrusts, he thought he heard the faint sound of his name being yelled, he hardly noticed it as he still road out the wave of his two close-together orgasms.

Sirius was still inside him as he leaned down and kissed Remus. Remus held him tightly as they kissed, and soon, the kisses were heating up again. A few minutes later, Remus felt Sirius growing hard in him again, and not long after that, they were both catapulting into bliss again and again.

The two of them stayed like that for hours. It wasn't until it was completely dark outside and Remus heard Sirius's stomach growl that either of them realized how long they'd been at it. Remus was curled up against Sirius's side with his head on Sirius's heart, and Sirius was absently stroking Remus's hair when Remus heard Sirius's stomach. Sirius chuckled and Remus looked up at him.

"Let me make you something to eat." Remus noticed how hoarse his voice sounded.

"I'm fine," Sirius said.

"No, I brought lots of food… but I left it in the car. Let me go get it."

"Tell you what," Sirius said. "I'll go get it and I'll make us both something."

"Sirius—"

"Look, after what I put you through today, you could use the rest."

Remus rolled his eyes but couldn't suppress a grin. "As if I didn't wear you out."

"Oh not at all," Sirius said as he moved out from under Remus. "In fact," he said as he slipped his boxers back on, but nothing else, "I'm coming back for more after we eat."

Remus arched an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

In response, Sirius simply winked and left the room.

"Hey!" Remus called after him. "Are you going to walk outside like that?"

"No one can see me!" Sirius called back before Remus heard the front door open.

Remus shook his head and laid back on the bed. He had to admit that Sirius was right. Remus was already worn out and they still had all day tomorrow. Remus sighed and smiled.

A few minutes later, Remus was laying in bed as he heard the familiar sounds of cooking in the kitchen. In the next moment, he couldn't help but wonder what Teddy was doing. Part of him had wanted to bring her along for their weekend getaway, but the bigger part of him knew that he and Sirius needed time away from all their cares. And as much as he adored Teddy, he knew he needed a break from the sweet girl. But that didn't mean he couldn't call her.

Remus slid out of bed and pulled on his jeans that had been discarded earlier. He padded quietly to the foyer where he and Sirius's bags had been left abandoned and he picked them up and brought them into their room. Then Remus took his phone out of his bag, plopped back onto the bed, and dialed his parents.

"Hello?"

"Hi mom, it's me."

"Remus honey, how are you? Teddy is fine if that's why you're calling."

"I'm sure you two are taking great care of her."

"Well, she's currently washing up in the toilet after we let her play in dog poop outside."

"Mom…"

"Remus…" his mom mimicked.

"Is that Remus?" Remus heard his father call.

"Yes!" his mother returned. "He wants to make sure we didn't kill his daughter."

"Did you tell him she's playing in the toilet?"

"Mom! Is she really playing in the toilet!"

"Oh, Remus, stop. Teddy! Come in here, honey, your daddy wants to talk to you!"

"Daddy?" Teddy's little voice came a moment later.

"Hi honey. How's granny and gramps?"

"Oh, good. They're letting me play in the toilet."

In the background, Remus heard both of his parents roar with laughter. "Oh my god…" Remus said under his breath.

"Just kidding, daddy. Granny said to chill out."

Remus couldn't help but laugh. "Okay Teddy, well, you get back to playing in the toilet. I just wanted to call you to tell you I love you and I miss you and I'll see you on Sunday."

"Love you too, Daddy, bye!"

A second later, the line went dead. Remus laughed and shook his head. He may have missed his girl, but she was far too happy to be with her grandparents to be worried about her dads missing her. Remus went to get out of bed again and find Sirius when the phone rang again. He answered it quickly.

"Okay, okay, I'll leave you guys alone," Remus said with a laugh when he answered. When there was several seconds of no answer on the other line, Remus frowned. "Hello?" No response. "Hello?" Remus said with a bit more force. A second later, the line went dead. Remus's frown deepened when he heard Sirius call.

"Who was that?"

"No one," Remus said. "Wrong number."

"Okay, well, get your sexy ass in here. Dinner is served."

Remus grinned and put the phone call into the back of his mind.

"What's for dinner?" Remus asked when he walked into the kitchen.

"Pasta," Sirius said as he put a big plate of rotini noodles and red sauce in front of Remus. "Meat and gluten free, hippie," Sirius added.

Remus rolled his eyes.

"Eat up," Sirius said. "You need your strength."

Remus laughed and began to shovel food into his mouth. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until the steam was rising into his nostrils.

Several minutes later, Remus looked up and found Sirius with a hardly eaten plate, staring up at him with his chin in the palm of his hand.

"What?" Remus asked. He touched his face. "Did I get sauce on my face?"

Sirius laughed. "No, Rem."

"Oh."

Sirius laughed again and looked down at his plate. Remus felt a warm feeling rush over him at the thought of Sirius unable to take his eyes off of him.

Remus went back to his food, but a moment later, he had that now very familiar feeling that someone was looking at him. He looked up and caught Sirius's eye.

"What?" Remus said through his pleased laughter.

Sirius smiled and reached out to take Remus's hand. He tilted his head and regarded Remus for a moment. "Remus…"

Remus's brow creased a bit. "What?"

"I… I just love you."

Remus smiled. "I love you, too, Sirius."

Sirius shook his head. "No, Remus, I really am wildly in love with you. I just…" He sighed. "Remus, I just don't know who I'd be or where I'd be without you. I'd be lost."

Remus's smile slipped a bit. And with his pleasure, he suddenly felt a twist of guilt. "Sirius…"

"No, Remus, I'm serious. I… I'd be nothing without you. And you know…" Sirius released Remus's hand and rubbed his hand down his face. "I just can't even imagine my life without you. I was lost before I met you and I'd be lost without you know," Sirius started talking faster. "When I think about where I was then, I just get so confused, because it's hard to even remember what my life was like before you. It's like I was born when I met you. I just… I love you." He laughed. "I feel like I'm rambling and not making any sense. I just suddenly got this feeling like I was unimaginably happy and just… lucky, and I owe that all to you. You and Teddy and this life I have now that I never even imagined having. I… It's fate. You…" Sirius looked up at Remus and for a few seconds he just studied Remus. Then a look crossed his features like something had dawned on him. "Remus… You're my destiny." Remus's heart seemed to stop in that moment. "I know that sounds corny, but… but it's true. I just—"

A split second later, there was a clatter as the chair Remus had been sitting in tipped back as he stood up quickly and rushed into Sirius's arms. He grabbed Sirius's face in his hands and tipped his head back so he could kiss his husband hard. Sirius made a small noise and grabbed Remus's waist to pull him closer.

"Remus…" Sirius sighed when Remus's mouth moved to his neck. "Remus, I love you…" he breathed as he gripped Remus harder.

A moment later, Remus stepped away from Sirius and looked down at him from where he was still sitting. They stayed like that for a long time—just looking at each other. Then, Remus reached his hand out and waited for Sirius to take his. When Sirius did, Remus pulled him up, turned around and guided them to their bedroom. Wordlessly, Remus turned Sirius around, put both hands on his bare chest and applied pressure so Sirius would know what he wanted. Sirius obliged and sat back on the bed. Remus walked close and pulled Sirius's boxers off. Naked, Sirius moved back further on the bed and watched as Remus walked toward him, his pants still on, and crawled onto the bed and in between Sirius's legs. Remus lowered himself on top of Sirius and leaned in to nip at Sirius's bottom lip. Sirius leaned forward to try to meet Remus, but Remus backed up with a grin. Remus then leaned forward again and when Sirius tried to meet him again, Remus did the same thing. This time, with a growl, Sirius grabbed the back of Remus's neck and pulled him forward into a deep kiss. Remus smiled against Sirius's mouth. Sirius's elbow slipped that he had been leaning on and the two of them fell against the bed, Remus on top of Sirius, and Sirius wrapped both arms around Remus's neck as their tongues intertwined. Remus could feel Sirius hard underneath him. And although the fabric of Remus's jeans separated them, when Remus moved against Sirius, Sirius moaned into Remus's mouth.

They kissed deeply for a long time before Remus finally had to come up for air. Sirius's neck was flushed, his eyes were dilated, and he was breathing heavily—all just reaffirming Remus's thought that Sirius was the sexiest man on earth. Remus leaned in and kissed Sirius's neck. Sirius sighed Remus's name as Remus's kisses moved to his chest. He trailed down Sirius's chest and to his stomach. He kept going further still and when he made it to Sirius's cock, he slowly placed wet kisses along the length. And finally, a moment later, he was at his destination when he placed a kiss at Sirius's entrance. Sirius let out a loud squeak and bucked violently.

They rarely did this. Remus's mouth rarely went further south than Sirius's shaft, and Remus didn't particularly enjoy Sirius's mouth further south than his shaft either. But Remus knew how absolutely wild this drove Sirius, so sometimes—on special occasions—he would do this for him. And after everything his husband had said just moments ago, he would definitely consider this a special occasion.

When Remus's tongue came out to trace Sirius's entrance, Sirius's hands flew to Remus's head and he gripped Remus's hair as he called out Remus's name. This was what made it worth it in Remus's opinion. Watching Sirius completely lose his mind over something Remus was doing to him was insanely hot for Remus. The first time Remus had done it to Sirius years ago, Sirius had convulsed for several minutes after, shaking uncontrollably as he came and Remus watched him and came himself just from seeing Sirius (which was a first for Remus).

For a while, Remus just teased Sirius's puckered hole, making Sirius tremble and buck occasionally. A curse would slip in often intermingled with Remus's name tumbling off Sirius's lips. His grip on Remus's hair had loosened a bit. Then, Remus slipped his tongue inside and Sirius's grip tightened in one hand while his other hand flew to the pillow that was under his head and he grabbed it in his fist. Remus bent Sirius's knees slightly and spread them apart so he could get better access. Remus could tell that Sirius was at his brink so he stroked up and down his length a few times. When Sirius's legs began to stiffen and he began to moan Remus's name continuously, Remus stopped. Sirius sighed and relaxed but didn't protest. His breath was coming out in short, heavy gasps, and when Remus was satisfied that Sirius was sufficiently away from his peak, he continued his pursuits.

"Remus… God, Remus…" Sirius moaned loudly as he gripped the pillow tighter.

Wickedly, Remus brought Sirius to his peak and back several more times. After the final time when Remus pulled his mouth away and watched Sirius tremble with need on the bed, Sirius started to beg.

"Remus…" He tried to reach out and grab Remus and pull him back down, but he was largely incoherent and hardly knew what he was reaching out for. "Remus… please…"

Remus, ready to watch Sirius fall over the edge, brought his mouth back down. Sirius was almost instantly at his peak again. Sirius bit the edge of the pillow that he was holding onto for dear life and his grip in Remus's hair tightened. Sirius was practically screaming Remus's name now and Remus knew he couldn't be so cruel as to not let him come this time so he continued his actions until he could feel a few hairs loosen from his scalp as Sirius cried out. Words and moans and pleas and curses were spewing from Sirius's mouth as he came. He was shaking violently and Remus knew this would last even longer than the first time since he'd held it out for so long.

Remus didn't think about that, though. He didn't think about the fact that they should both be thankful they were in a silent, secluded house so no one could hear how loud Sirius was being. All he could think about was giving Sirius the most pleasure he had ever felt in his life. And Remus continued with his mouth at Sirius's hole and suddenly Sirius—who had fallen limp—was now hard again and he was biting the pillow so hard to silence himself, but it was a lost cause. Even with the pillow his grunts and moans were so loud, and it was all Remus could hear—all he wanted to hear.

Remus had come after Sirius had come the first time, but he could feel himself growing hard again, too, as he brought Sirius over the edge a second time. And as Sirius cried out a string of incoherent words and moans and screams, Remus finally came up and watched as Sirius came and shook and twitched. He had tears pouring out of his eyes, and Remus was amazed that Sirius could completely loose control of himself just from what Remus had just done. Sirius tried to hide his face in his pillow as he continued to react, but Remus reached forward and grabbed Sirius's chin so he could look at his face. And Sirius's hands came over his head as he stretched and stiffened and continued to ride out the wave.

Remus straddled Sirius and leaned forward to stroke his hair. "Shhh…" he said. "Shhh…"

The moment he came down slightly, Sirius reached out and grabbed Remus and pulled him into a kiss. He was still trembling and twitching but the tears had stopped.

A moment later, Sirius pulled his mouth away and Remus collapsed onto Sirius's chest. They stayed like that for a while. Sirius needed to catch his breath and still calm down and Remus just wanted to be close.

Remus stroked Sirius's arm as they both relaxed. Several minutes later, Sirius cleared his throat. When he spoke, his voice came out in a hoarse whisper.

"Could you get me some water?"

Remus leaned up and looked at Sirius who looked completely exhausted. He nodded and kissed Sirius's temple before he got up to go to the kitchen. When he came back just a minute later, Sirius was completely passed out in their bed, snoring slightly. Remus smiled and put the water on Sirius's end table in case he wanted it in the middle of the night.

Trying hard not to wake Sirius, Remus pulled the covers up so he could cover up Sirius. Right now, Sirius was covered in a light sheen of sweat, but he knew Sirius would get cold in the middle of the night. He always did.

And with completely and utter contentment, Remus curled himself up against Sirius and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Remus woke up with a jolt. He'd had a terrible dream, but he couldn't remember it. And as if the dream had been some kind of trigger, the guilt of Andrew ripped across him. He turned over, trying not to think about it, and found Sirius awake, staring at the canopy above their bed.

Without looking at Remus he said, "That was incredible last night."

Remus smiled and leaned over to kiss Sirius's shoulder. "You enjoyed it? I couldn't tell."

"Remus…" Sirius said, not even smiling. "I can't even…" He looked over at Remus and Remus's resolve seemed to crumble at the look. "You were incredible." Remus just smiled and just as he did last night, Sirius launched into a speech about how much he loved Remus. And the look in his eyes was so loving and sincere and he was bearing his soul to Remus and he had tears in his eyes and Remus couldn't take it.

"Sirius—"

"You're just so perfect and honest and you're an amazing father. I—"

"Sirius—"

"I'd die without you, Remus. I really would. I can't—"

"Sirius, stop! Sirius!" Remus yelled. "Sirius…" he lowered his voice. "Stop."

Sirius frowned. Then he laughed. "I know. I'm being a little crazy. I'm sorry, I just—"

"No, Sirius, I need to tell you something."

Sirius frowned again. "What?"

Remus decided that the best way would be to just say it. "Okay so a little while ago I got a call at your office phone. It was after some morning sex so I thought it was you calling on your way to work. I just… Well, it wasn't you. It was someone else." Remus was talking too fast. "He wanted to talk to you but I just didn't know. And Sirius, I wanted to tell you, but I had coffee with him and it's been going on for a while. I just… I don't know what to do now and I know it's been going on too long, but I had to tell you. And you've been so perfect this whole weekend and I can't let you go on about how much you love me when I've been such a bad husband. I—"

"Remus, stop. Remus," Sirius sat up in bed and held up a hand. "I'm not following. Remus… Did you cheat?"

"What?!" Remus sat up and faced Sirius. "What—no—never—I would never. No."

"Then what? I'm not understanding."

Remus took a deep breath and then sighed. "It was Andrew. On the other line that day. It was Andrew."

Sirius suddenly looked horrified. "What?" he said in a shaking voice. "Remus—"

"He wanted to see you. And I was scared. And jealous. And I… So I told him that if he met with me and I made sure his intentions were good, then I would tell you about it and tell you to contact him—"

"So hold on," Sirius got out of the bed and as he yanked his clothes on, he spoke. "Let me get this straight. You met up with my ex without telling me. And you've been meeting up for how long?"

"Sirius…"

"How long, Remus?" Sirius said, his voice raising.

"Six…" Sirius raised his eyebrows. "Six months," Remus said quietly.

"SIX MONTHS? SIX—" Sirius took a deep breath. "So you've been meeting secretly with my ex for six months to talk about me or whatever. And you were going to decide whether you thought I was mature enough or trustworthy enough to see him—"

"It wasn't like that, Sirius."

"THEN EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT EXACTLY IT WAS LIKE, REMUS!"

"Sirius, please—"

"No, fuck you, Remus. This is my life you and… Andrew… my god…" Sirius turned around and ran a hand down his face. "So you two were just going to decide for me? How cozy." Sirius bent down to pull on his socks and shoes. Remus scrambled to his knees on the bed, his hands out, begging Sirius to stop.

"Sirius, what are you doing?"

"I'm…" he looked at Remus with pure rage on his face. "I'M LEAVING! I CAN'T—" He took a deep breath and lowered his voice. "I can't be around you."

"Sirius…"

"I mean, god dammit, Remus, if you had just told me from the beginning. But… you let this lie go on for SIX MONTHS. It… Dammit Remus IT WASN'T YOUR DECISION TO MAKE."

"I was scared…"

"Well, be sure to let Andrew know about this!" Sirius yelled as he stormed out of the room. Remus flinched when he heard the front door open and slam shut behind Sirius. And when he heard the car start and peel out of the gravel driveway, he knew that he had broken something. And now he was stranded. In more ways than one.

Preview for next chapter:

"That should be me in there. I should be your baby's mom. It should be the three of us—not you and her and... him. It should be us in there! THAT SHOULD BE ME!"