This is my first attempt at Wolfstar, feedback appreciated!
Bedtime
Remus and Sirius sat on the sofa together watching TV Remus's head lolled on Sirius's shoulder, and they were under the same blanket. Sirius was running his hand up and down Remus's thigh. He did that sometimes. He would caress his boyfriend's thigh, and when he thought Sirius would actually do something, he pulled away, the most adorable smirk on his face.
"We should really go to bed now, Siri…"
"Mmmf." Sirius grunted in response. He didn't want to leave his little cocoon he had here.
"C'mon, haul that lovely arse off the couch!" To emphasize, he lightly pinched that lovely arse.
"Nooooooo." Sirius whined.
"Fine." said Remus, picking Sirius up bridal style and carrying him to the bathroom, where he promptly deposited him on the cold floor.
"Hey, what was that for?!" exclaimed Sirius, standing up. "Because you were too lazy to do it yourself, silly." Responded Remus, before running a bath. In no time at all, it was full to the brim with hot water and bubbles.
"Strip for me, Siri." Said Remus. "Gladly." Smirked Sirius, and slowly stripped in front of Remus. Gods, how beautiful Sirius was! Remus never tired of the sight of his naked boyfriend. Beautiful, smooth, creamy skin, utterly flawless, nipples like tiny rosebuds which simply cried out to be sucked. A delectable, muscular backside, curvaceous and supple. But Remus's eyes were drawn to Sirius's quite large and thick penis, he had to be at least 9 or 10 inches. Sirius noticed Remus looking at him with that gaze full of lust and said in a teasing tone, "Like what you see, Remy?"
Remus snapped out of it. "You always did have a one track mind, didn't you, Sirius?" he teased as he stripped and got into the tub together with Sirius.
It ended with Sirius insinuating a water fight and almost all of the water spilling out of the bath. Sirius dressed Remus in pyjamas, occasionally taking breaks to suck on his nipples. After they were both dressed they lay there in their shared bed in the dark, unable to sleep.
"Mooncakes?" Sirius piped up after a while.
"Yes, Paddy?" said Remus.
"Will you tell me a story?"
Remus chuckled, then started.
Once upon a time there was a beautiful prince named Sirius, who was stuck in an eternal sleep at the top of a tower, having been cursed by the evil witch Walburga, being jealous of the prince's beauty – his sinfully red lips, creamy pale skin, stormy grey entrancing eys, and long raven locks - -when she was just an ugly old hag who had no beauty of her own to offer.
Prince Sirius slept on for years, not losing one inch of beauty, and in fact only seeming to grow more beautiful as time went on, if that was possible. Walburga got more and more jealous, and cast a curse on the tower so it was invisible.
One day, the equally beautiful Price Remus came and slayed the Walburga hagwitch. With her died the curse on the tower, and it became visible again. Out of curiosity, Prince Remus went to the top of the tower, where he found the angelic Prince Sirius, still sleeping.
Prince Remus fell in love with him immediately, and could not resist the urge to press his lips to those divine ones that tasted ofFirewhisky and mint and everything sweet. Prince Sirius woke up and kissed back, and they lived happily ever after, together forever.
Remus finished his story and looked at Sirius, who was sound asleep with a peaceful expression on his face. "Good night, Prince Sirius." Whispered Remus before pecking him on the forehead and falling asleep beside him.