Disclaimer: The boys (and Lily) aren't mine. *Sob*
A/N: Wotcher yous. Forgive me for any stupid errors and feel free to comment and scream at me for them – I'm on a lot of tramadol, so I won't know what you're on about anyway o.O Does this song ( www. youtube watch?v= 6uBK5kvakD8 ) sound oddly fitting for this story? I know it's a bit upbeat for some of the more angsty parts of the fic, but I think it's odd, just like Sirius and Remus. Come on, you can't say it doesn't give a lemon scene a bit of an amusing kick. Then again, I might just be so out of it I'm saying crazy things…
"Now you know why I picked this place to come bowling. Floor to ceiling doors." Remus whispered in Sirius' ear, feeling the other man shiver. With a wolfish grin, he dropped his jumper on the floor and captured Sirius' lips in a slow kiss, his fingers trailing from the tattoo on Sirius' arm back over to his chest. Sirius' breath hitched when Remus let his nails drag close to a nipple. Interesting, Remus thought, baring his teeth in a hungry grin Sirius didn't see due to his eyes being close. He had never been with anyone with pierced nipples before, but he had heard that they were supposed to feel quiet pleasurable.
"Don't fucking tease." Sirius growled, opening his eyes to glare at Remus, who laughed quietly – they were in a public restroom, after all – and circled a finger around each of Sirius' hardened nipples. Sirius looked as though he was ready to snap and push Remus into the wall of the cubicle instead, so he was put out of his misery. Taking each ring between his nails, Remus tugged gently. "Oh, shit." Sirius breathed, screwing his eyes shut and hitting the back of his head on the cubicle wall.
"How does it feel?" Remus asked releasing the rings and pressing his body against his lovers. Sirius only growled, unhappy that Remus was teasing him again. Remus grazed his teeth along the shell of the other man's ear, eliciting a hushed moan. "How does it feel, Sirius?"
"Fine." Sirius snapped, "It feels fine."
"You don't like having your control taken away, do you?" Remus asked with a soft chuckle, shifting his body against Sirius so the zip on the leather jacket brushed his nipples. He was rewarded by a whimper. "I'm afraid you're going to have to put up with it for a little while, though."
"If I knew you got your jollies from cornering blokes by a toilet, I would have thought twice about getting with you." Sirius said in a would-be-casual voice if Remus hadn't ground his hips forward at that moment.
"We had our first kiss in a bathroom." Remus reminded him, pulling back to lift an amused eyebrow. Sirius stuck his tongue out, which seemed like a fine invitation for Remus to suck it into his mouth and proceed to kiss him until he had to break away for breath. "Don't knock toilets. They're sexy stuff."
Sirius snorted with laughter and Remus, happy to have caused such a sound. They froze, however, when they heard the door to the bathroom open and someone walk in. The door gave them privacy, yes, but it didn't stop sound from travelling through the cheap wood. Remus looked at Sirius with a smirk as they heard the cubicle door beside theirs close and lock. Sirius tried to communicate with him through his eyes, widening them and shaking his head quickly. Pointedly ignoring him, Remus kissed him quickly before moving to place a trail of open mouthed kissed to his jaw and down his neck. He paused on Sirius' collarbone and looked up to see Sirius' eyes tightly closed, his lips pressed together resolutely.
Supressing a grin, Remus concentrated his attention on Sirius' nipples again, closing his lips over ones of the pink buds and sucking the ring into his mouth gently. When he only managed to draw a shallow gasp from the other man, he sucked harder. Sirius groaned deeply in the back of his throat and Remus felt it vibrate in his chest against his lips.
"Sirius?"
Sirius tensed under Remus' administrations as they heard James' voice. Remus straightened up and waggled his eyebrows at his lover, who scowled and promptly flipped him the bird. They waited with baited breath for James to give up and leave.
"Sorry mate, thought my friend was in here." James' voice sounded from the cubicle over again. It was only when James had left did Sirius let out his pent up breath and smack Remus on the arm.
"You twat." he sighed, ruffling his hair nervously.
"I thought you were the adventurous one here?" Remus chuckled, lifting his eyebrows and leaning back against the other side of the cubicle. Sirius, despite his complaints of their location, frowned at the loss of contact. Remus folded his arms, the leather jacket creaking with the movement. He may have looked cool and collected on the outside, but on the inside he was quivering with joy that he was able to stimulate such reactions from the other man. He watched as Sirius' eyes travelled down his body, over the tight jacket to what must have been a pretty obvious bulge in his jeans.
Remus' eyes widened a fraction when Sirius lifted a hand to his mouth and sucked a long finger into his mouth. The finger was pulled out, glistening with saliva, and dragged down to circle a nipple teasingly. Remus swallowed when Sirus fondled the ring and hissed at the sensations he was provoking in himself. The finger travelled on, across the plains of Sirius' stomach and below his navel, leaving a wet trail as it went.
"Say that again." Sirius dared him, glancing down at Remus' crotch before opening his trousers. Remus stepped forwards, catching Sirius' wrist before he could go any further. He met those steely grey eyes, but found he had nothing left to say and dropped to his knees quickly, yanking Sirius' jeans down to his ankles.
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"Crap, Rem, warn a man." Sirius said when he stumbled at the suddenness of Remus' action. Remus only looked up at him and dropped an eyelid into a sultry wink, making his heart go a mile a minute. He wanted – needed – Remus to hurry up with it, for God's sake. He wasn't good at sitting back on his haunches and letting someone else do all the work. He was too impatient and Remus' brutally teasing ways was driving him crazy. Which is probably his aim, Sirius thought dryly as he watched Remus hook his thumbs under the elastic of his underwear and proceed to pull them down so slowly, he was sure he would come before anything had even happened.
Finally, Remus pushed his boxers down with his jeans and made up for all the teasing when he took Sirius' cock all the way into his mouth without any preamble. Sirius hummed, closing his eyes as the wet warm closed around him. Remus took it slowly at first, his fingers fondling Sirius' balls and stroking his perineum, making him moan and mutter nonsensical praise to the man on his knees. Then Remus sped up, bobbing his head up and down the shaft of Sirius' throbbing cock, hollowing his cheeks to make the act look ever lewder than it was. Sirius' cry was muffled by his arm, which he had pressed firmly against him mouth. He was close, but he wanted more, he didn't want it to end yet. As though he had read Sirius' mind, Remus gave one last suck and released him with a vulgar pop.
"Turn around." Remus ordered, his voice low and husky, sending a pleasant shiver down Sirius' spine and curling around to pool behind his navel. Perhaps he should look into doing the submissive and dominant thing more thoroughly. Sirius obeyed, turning around and suddenly feeling vulnerable with his bare arse facing Remus.
Remus leaned into his body from behind, pressing him against the wall, eliciting a gasp from Sirius when his cock rubbed against the cold surface and his piercings were tugged lightly. Remus' erection pressed against his arse and it felt as though hands were everywhere at once, snaking around to flick his almost painfully sensitive nipples, trailing barely-there paths across every part of his skin, dipping fingers into his mouth in the most sensual way. Sirius had been the bottom before, but it had never been good. He supposed that it was a brilliant sign that this relationship would be – for want of a better word – magnificent, because Remus was turning out to be a bloody good shag.
So good, in fact, that he didn't feel much pain when Remus pushed a finger – slick from sirius' mouth – into his arse. It burnt a little at first, but Remus showed that he knew exactly what he was doing by quickly-
"Oh shit, oh fuck," Sirius gasped, as Remus did something magical with that wizard's finger and the pain melded into pleasure. He bucked his hips inadvertently when Remus did it again and was rewarded with another finger. Remus chuckled, his breath tickling Sirius' neck as he squirmed and pushed back, his body silently begging for more. Another finger was pushed into him, twisting and scissoring with the other fingers and brushing against that spot that made him-
"Remus, if you don't fuck me right now, we're over." Sirius growled, throwing Remus a Look over his shoulder. Remus laughed again and pulled his fingers out. Sirius was disheartened by the sudden feeling of emptiness, forgetting his demand in his need, but he wasn't disappointed for long. The sound of a zip being pulled down, the quite rustle of fabric and a muted curse as Remus most likely hit his knee on the rim of the toilet and then he was pushing his cock inside Sirius slowly, maddeningly slowly. It didn't take long until he was in up to the hilt and panting to hold on.
"God," Remus breathed, leaning against Sirius until he was pressed against the wall again, "God, Sirus…so fucking tight."
"Remus." Sirius gasped, caught in the midst of a perfect balance of pain and pleasure with Remus' cock filling him up, warm, throbbing and so bloody good. The desperate whisper was all Remus needed, because in the next moment he was pulling out slowsoslow until Sirius felt unbearably empty, with only the head of Remus' cock just inside his entrance – and then he was thrusting, the movements fast, hard and so meticulously practiced it drove Sirius mad.
"Rem…good…gonna come," Sirius moaned, throwing his head back against Remus' shoulder as he pulled the other man's face against him neck, laying his own hand over the wounds he had made on Remus'. His lover hummed wordlessly, kissing his neck repeatedly, his thrusts growing erratic as his arms wound around Sirius, hitting his sweet spot every fucking time.
The door to the restroom opened again and both men froze, listening intently. The footsteps stopped and a voice called Sirius and Remus' names uncertainly. It was at that moment in which Sirius hated everything about his best friend, from his stupid glasses to his stupid shoes. He was so deliciously full and Remus' hands were all over him and he was closesoclose and he chose now to walk in and interrupt them.
"Oh," Sirius gasped unintentionally as Remus made it perfectly clear that he would not stop without getting what he had come for by quickly thrusting back into him. James called out again, this time suspiciously, but both men ignored him, intent on the way Remus' cock was causing such perfect friction inside Sirius- and then a rough hand was wrapping around his weeping cock and he saw stars. Sirius' orgasm was white hot, setting his whole body ablaze as he shuddered and came over Remus' hand and the cubicle wall with a keen muffled by the back of his hand. He vaguely felt Remus give one, two, three more urgent pushes before he bit down into Sirus' shoulder to smother his cries.
They stayed still for a moment, only distantly aware of James on the other side of the door, telling them that he knew one of them was in there and to stop hiding for whatever reason. Remus placed a kiss on the spot where he had bitten Sirius and pulled out slowly. Sirius groaned at the feeling of oversensitive muscles being stimulated again, but then Remus was spinning him around and kissing him as though it was their first and last time all at once and he realised that it was a kiss born from a fear of Sirius leaving. He didn't get a chance to ask, however, as Remus promptly pulled a wad of toilet paper from the roll and cleaned his hand off, buttoned his jeans back up and left the cubical after slapping him on the arse. Sirius was not ashamed to say that he let out a rather unmanly yelp at the sharp contact, as he was proud to say that Remus had shagged him so thoroughly he probably wouldn't be able to sit down for days.
Why would he leave someone like that?
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Remus opened the door to go wash his hands, closing it behind him carefully. James smiled in relief when he saw him and went to the basins with him, watching him soaping his hands up.
"There you are! There was a fight at the bar and I was worried that you two were involved." James said in exasperation, "I came in here before and you weren't here, but I thought I heard…never mind. Where's Sirius?"
"He's cleaning himself up." Remus said with an innocent smile as he went to pull a paper towel from the dispenser to dry his hands. James' brow furrowed and he looked as though he was going to ask another question, but whatever it was was made redundant as the toilet flushed from inside the cubicle from which Remus had emerged and Sirius appeared, very much half-naked and carrying the red jumper. James' eyes widened until they resembled saucers as he watched Sirius went to the sinks as well, casually throwing Remus' jumper back on over his head. Remus leaned over to place a sloppy kiss on Sirius' neck, ignoring James' disbelieving groan as he realised what he was missing.
"You two didn't- did you two…? You shagged in the loo?"
"It was a romantic thing." Sirius shrugged, turning to throw a wink in Remus' direction, "After all, we had our very first kiss in a loo."
A/N2: Jeez, did you guys know I had this at a T rating? Good grief… Also, has anyone noticed how I'm developing a thing for writing the boys having sex in weird places? Anyone who just read the third chapter for My Pole Position would know. Behind a giant with your best mate and your partner's girlfriend on the other side, anyone? No? How about right next to a frigging toilet, then? Right. Anyway. This chapter ended up just being smut. Happy, or nay? I can't tell if I'm good at these scenes, so a review would help me out! R&R!
