Christmas
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Fifth year continued, and the four marauders continued to cause mischief around Hogwarts. (One particularly fantastic stunt involving the Christmas trees, glitter, and the Slytherin common room landed Peter and James in Sunday detentions for a month.) Christmas drew ever nearer, and with it came a panic for Sirius. Christmas presents between the marauders were always extravagant. Sometimes they were funny, like the photo frame Remus had given James with the words, "Don't mess up, you arrogant toerag," engraved in Lily's handwriting around a picture of her, but sometimes they were sweet, like the set of pain relief and healing potions Peter had given Remus, along with a box of Remus's favorite chocolates. But now there was extra pressure. Whenever they had the chance, particularly Sundays when the other two were in detention, Remus and Sirius had snuck away from their friends to sit in the Room of Requirement and talk (or snog). It had been a glorious month and a half, but now Sirius had to find something great to give Remus.
During History of Magic a week before the holidays began, Sirius leaned over to James. "What're you getting Moony for Christmas?"
James looked shocked. "You haven't gotten him something yet?" "I'm stuck."
"Did you get me something?"
Sirius rolled his eyes. "Yes, I got you a house elf that will follow Evans around and recite poetry about your eyes until she goes out with you. Can you focus, Prongs? I need to get something for Moony."
"I got him a new set of quills, but half of them are Sugar Quills." Sirius huffed. "I have no idea what he wants."
"Why not just ask?"
Remus turned around from his seat in the front, clearly on the pretense of stretching, but smiled at Sirius before settling back into his note taking. "Because I want to surprise him. Snowball was an amazing present, and I want my present for Christmas to be even better. I'm glad your mum let us all stay at your house over the hols. Shame Wormy's gotta go home, but the three of us can have some great fun, I bet."
James nodded, writing down something about the goblin wars that Sirius would have to study later. He took the rest of that class to stare at Remus and scribble ideas for Moony's Christmas present.
The Christmas holidays came more quickly than any of the Marauders expected. James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter piled into a carriage on the Hogwarts Express, chatting animatedly about their plans for the break.
"Bad luck that your mum won't let you come to mine, Peter," James said, frowning slightly at the small boy, "We're gonna have a blast."
Peter sighed. "She's always been uptight and you knew that. Still, we're fifteen. She wants me home."
"Whatever," James sighed, "Let's go for a walk."
"Going to try and find Evans again, Prongs?" Sirius asked playfully as James stood up.
James winked and pulled Peter out of the carriage with him. "Absolutely." The door to the compartment slid shut and Sirius grinned at Remus.
"What do you want to do now that they're gone?" Remus groaned quietly. "I feel sorta sick."
Sirius pulled Remus's hair off his face, and looked into his eyes. "You're not warm, but you seem a little green. Why don't you take a nap? I'll wake you when we're ten minutes away."
Remus planted a gentle kiss on Sirius's cheek before leaning against the window and closing his eyes. Sirius smiled, watching his boyfriend fall asleep.
The next four days at the Potters' house was incredibly hectic, with all three boys running around and causing very different kinds of mayhem, from making snowmen outside that sang and danced to charming every one of Mrs. Potter's slippers to ring like bells as she went down the stairs. The Potters were very good-natured, and simply laughed at the boys' "harmless goofing around." Suddenly, it was Christmas Eve, and James, Remus, and Sirius had all laid down in James's room for the night. Sirius was on the brink of sleep, when a warm hand shook him. "Meet me in James's bathroom in two minutes," Remus whispered into his ear. Sirius grinned and followed.
When he stepped into James's bathroom, Sirius was immediately pulled chest to chest with Remus. "Merry Christmas, Sirius," Remus whispered, looking directly at him.
"Merry is right," Sirius said, leaning in to kiss Remus. Remus twisted his fingers in Sirius's hair and pulled, making Sirius's mouth fall open in a groan. Remus pulled Sirius in tighter, their bodies flush against each other. Sirius made a noise halfway between a groan and a growl. "Don't start anything you don't intend to finish Remus," Sirius whispered threateningly.
"Who said I don't intend to finish?" Remus whispered, one eyebrow raised. He ground himself against Sirius, forcing a moan from the taller boy. "Or at least intend for you to finish."
"Remus," Sirius gasped, as fingers carefully slipped under the edge of his shirt, stroking the warm skin of his stomach, "you don't—"
"Shhh..." Remus whispered into his neck, running his fingers up Sirius's skin. "It's your first Christmas present." His fingers trailed down to Sirius's belt and he unfastened it slowly. "Are you okay babe?" Sirius nodded, hands tight in Remus's hair as Remus sucked on his neck. "Are you sure?" Sirius nodded again, a small noise coming from the back of his throat as Remus undid his fly. He pulled Sirius's pants down and grabbed his bulge through his boxers. Sirius practically squealed. Remus laughed, low and rough. "Someone's eager." He pushed Sirius's boxers down. "But so am I," he whispered before he sank to his knees.
"Shit Re," Sirius whispered. "You gotta—fuck." His head tipped back as Remus took him suddenly into his mouth. "You gotta warn me when you're going to do stuff like this Remus. I
mean—shit."
"That kind of ruins the spontaneity, doesn't it?" Remus said, sitting back on his heels. "Now, may I continue?" Sirius nodded and Remus smiled devilishly before leaning forward.
Sirius was surprised at the sheer skill Remus possessed. He groaned as Remus leaned forward again, swirling his tongue around the head of Sirius's cock. Sirius tangled his fingers in Remus's hair and tugged gently. Remus groaned around Sirius, the vibrations making Sirius moan louder.
"Quiet," Remus said, pulling back and looking up at Sirius, "Unless you want to wake James." Sirius groaned at that and looked down at Remus, who had a mischievous glint in his eye.
"You like this, don't you? You like being in control, even when you're the one on your knees." Remus winked back up at him. "Sue me."
Sirius groaned at that, feeling a tightening in his body. "Fuck, Remus, I'm gonna–" He came with an exhale, leaning against the tile wall. After he fixed his pants, Sirius pulled Remus to his feet and looked him in the eye. "How'd you get so good at that?"
Remus shrugged. "Natural talent? I have to be good at something."
Sirius frowned. "Remus, you're good at so many things. Including, apparently, giving blow jobs. Not your only skill," he kissed Remus gently, "But a good one."
Remus smiled. "Merry Christmas, Sirius." He redid Sirius's fly and they walked to the bedroom quietly. They changed into pajamas and Remus was about to climb into his bed.
"Where are you going?"
"Sleep?"
Sirius shook his head. "It's Christmas and for Christmas, you're sleeping in my bed."
Remus smiled, head cocked to one side. "Someone's a diva."
Sirius pulled Remus into him. "Well, yeah." He leaned forward for a kiss, but Remus turned away. "Re?"
"Not here," Remus whispered into his chest. "James is asleep. Not that he'd care."
"I know Sirius just... please don't."
Sirius smiled. "Anything for you. Now come cuddle with me." Sirius burrowed under his covers and Remus crawled next to him, his back pressed into Sirius's chest. "What do you want me to say if he wakes up?"
"Nightmares. Wouldn't be the first time." "Me or you?"
"I don't care Sirius. Now shut up. I don't think, 'I was up late talking to my boyfriend,' is a viable excuse for falling asleep during a snowball fight."
Ignoring that Remus had finally said boyfriend , Sirius said, "We've been doing more than talking Re." Remus elbowed him hard. "Okay, I get it. Sleep well little wolf."
He nuzzled Remus's head and fell asleep quickly.
"CHRISTMAS!" James yelled, starting both Remus and Sirius from a deep sleep. "OPEN YOUR PRESENTS YOU BUGGERS!"
"James," Remus croaked, "It's early. Quiet down some, please."
"Here!" He thrust a box into Remus's arms and a different one into Sirius's. "Open them!"
Remus tore open the paper to find a mahogany box holding six beautiful eagle quills and six sugar quills. "Brilliant, Prongs. I've been needing new quills."
"Score!" Sirius shouted, "Muggle temporary tattoos? My mum'll hate these! I love them." Sirius whooped and high-fived James, and turned to see Remus handing him a small box and handing James a slightly larger one.
"A broom maintenance kit? Nice, Moony." Sirius held up the red collar. "A collar?"
"For Snowball," Remus said, "Look." He took it and turned over the tag. "'Snowball, care of Sirius Black. Please return.' Because if she's anything like her owner, she'll get lost."
Sirius grinned. "I love it. My turn." He reached under his bed and pulled out two packages. James ripped his open.
"Nice, Quidditch Through the Ages !"
Remus turned to Sirius. "I love the sweater, Sirius, but what is this?" He held up a slip of
parchment that said, "Good for three books and an ice cream. Sirius Black." Sirius blushed.
"Well, I wanted to get you books, but I didn't want to get you books you already had. So I'll take you to Diagon, and you can pick out some books and we can go to Fortescue's and get ice cream." Sirius smiled tentatively, and Remus grinned.
"I love it."
Sirius grinned back until James hit him in the face with a pillow, beginning a full-on pillow war.
Chapter End Notes
chapter seven December 24th (an early present!!)
Losing It
Chapter Notes
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The marauders had been back at school for three and a half weeks, and Sirius and Remus were losing their minds. They had no longer had enough time alone: Hogwarts bathrooms weren't private, and neither were dorms. They had tried once to stay up later than the other two, but James had simply needled them with questions about Lily until Remus had given up and gone to bed in a huff. So when James and Peter told them about a party the four of them were invited to, Remus saw an opportunity.
"I'd love to go, but I've been feeling under the weather. I'm going to stay in, drink some tea, probably turn in early."
James slapped Remus on the back and turned his hopeful face to Sirius. "What about you, mate?"
"A party?" Sirius arched an eyebrow mischievously. He caught Remus's eye, and looked confused when Remus shook his head slightly, but nevertheless turned back to James and said, "I'm a week behind in Charms, so I should stay in and get Remus to help me."
James looked crestfallen, but quickly regained his smile as he turned to Peter. "Well, at least me and Pete will be able to meet all the cute girls."
On their way out of the hall, Sirius whispered to Remus, "What was that about?" "I have better plans for Saturday night."
"Like?"
"Well," Remus whispered, "Our entire dorm is going to be empty, so I figured we could do something, just you and me." He tried to keep walking with James and Peter, but Sirius pulled him out of the walkway.
"What kind of something?" Sirius said, almost sternly.
"The kind that involves your prick and my arse. Get it, or do I have to draw you a picture?"
Sirius opened his mouth for a retort, but Remus had already started walking towards class, leaving Sirius with a marvelous view of the arse in question. And boy was it a fantastic one.
"They're all gone," Remus said, settling down in the middle of Sirius's bed, spelled to a Queen size.
"Yeah," Sirius said, trying to disguise his heartbeat pounding in his ears. "They won't be back from that party for at least two hours."
"Yeah."
"Are you going to say anything other than yeah?"
Sirius let out a breath. "Sorry. I'm just... I'm scared Remus."
Renys reached a hand out and stroked Sirius's leg. "It's going to be great. We've done things
before, and they've been great. Plus," he pulled Sirius's gaze to him, "I really want to."
Sirius looked at his boyfriend and smiled. "So do I." He took Remus's hand. "You're really not
nervous?"
Remus looked at his hands. "Of course I am. We've never––either of us––and you're going to be inside me and," he cleared his throat and stared at the bed sheets, face flushing, "you're, you know, pretty big."
Sirius smiled. "We'll go slow. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. And next time we can switch." He was quiet for a second. "Remus, I..." He swallowed, "I love you."
"I love you too Sirius." Remus turned his head and kissed Sirius gently. Sirius leaned forward, wrapping his hands around Remus's neck. He pushed Remus back gently, his head hitting the mountain of pillows they had stacked on the bed. Sirius moved slowly to sit across Remus's hips.
"Okay?" he whispered.
"Great," Remus said back. "Should we shut the curtains?"
"Not yet, I think," Sirius said. He kissed Remus again, moving down his jaw to his neck and fiddling with the buttons on his shirt. "This was your damn idea, you knew we were going to do this," Sirius accused, "so why did you wear a fucking button up?"
Remus laughed. "I thought it would annoy you. Also, button ups are more fun to take off." "I disagree," Sirius said, "I think you tossing my shirt quickly off me will be more fun."
"Well let's find out." Remus reached up and yanked Sirius's t-shirt over his head. Then Sirius undid the last buttons on Remus's shirt and pushed it off his shoulders.
"You're right," they said simultaneously. Both started laughing. Remus stopped laughing abruptly when Sirius closed his mouth around one of Remus's nipples.
"Shit," Remus gasped.
"Language Remus," Sirius teased. "Is that the kind of talk befitting a prefect?"
"Oh shove it," Remus whispered, "If anyone knows anything about what's happening right now, I'd be censured. Maybe removed."
Sirius sat back suddenly. "You think they wouldn't want you to be a prefect if they knew you liked blokes?"
"No, but if Dumbledore knew we were having sex in our dorm room I don't think he'd be very inclined to leave me in charge of little kids."
"Speaking of having sex..." Sirius began, but instead of finishing his thought, he slid his hands onto Remus's upper thighs and fiddled with his waistband.
"Don't tease, Sirius."
Sirius laughed but complied, undoing Remus's pants and sliding them off before sitting up and
removing his own. Playfully, he threw off his socks and slowly tugged off Remus's before climbing back over Remus. Sirius kissed his boyfriend gently and whispered, "Curtains now, I think."
Remus grinned and reached for his wand, spelling the curtains shut and shoving his wand between the mattress and the bed frame. When Remus lied back down, Sirius rolled their hips together and grinned when Remus moaned. "Someone's having fun."
"Can––you––stop––teasing––and–––fuck me–––for real?" Remus said through his panting. "But I think I want to kiss every inch of your body," Sirius said innocently.
Remus groaned. "Oh, fuck you." He grabbed Sirius's neck and brought them nose to nose. "Please. Fuck. Me."
"Okay Moony," Sirius laughed. "But you have to let me go."
Remus released Sirius, who immediately pushed off his own boxers before pulling off Remus's. Sirius's eyes darkened and he licked his lips subtly. "Remus," he gasped, his voice low, "I could see you naked every day and never ever get enough."
"Sweet," Remus mumbled, "You too, you know. You're good looking I mean. Even your dick."
Sirius smirked and raised an eyebrow. "Spend a lot of time thinking about my dick, do you Remus?"
Remus fixed him with a cold stare and said, "Yes, like right now I'm thinking about how useless it's being, just standing there and not making anyone feel anything at all."
"You want me to fuck you?"
Remus rolled his eyes. "It'd be nice, I suppose."
Sirius laughed and kissed Remus. "You have lube?" Remus nodded and grabbed his wand, which he used to summon a bottle of lube from his bedside table. Remus set his wand gently down on the table, and looked up at Sirius. "Hand me a pillow?" Remus pulled a pillow out from behind his head and gave it to Sirius. "Now lift your hips." Remus did, and Sirius slipped the pillow underneath Remus. "This might be cold." Sirius's lube covered finger circled Remus's hole before pushing in gently.
"W-weird," Remus gasped, "Not bad, just... weird." He gasped as the tip of Sirius's finger brushed over a sweet spot inside him.
"Again?" Sirius asked, pulling his fingers out. Remus nodded vigorously, and Sirius pushed two fingers into his squirming boyfriend. He found the spot again, and Remus arched off the bed as Sirius rubbed it.
"Fuck, Sirius, fuck!"
"That's the goal, Moony," Sirius laughed to himself as he pushed his fingers apart, trying to stretch Remus. "Are you alright?"
"It's a weird feeling, Pads, but if it means you get to fuck me, it's fantastic." He took a minute to breathe, before asking, "Do you think you could now?"
Sirius spread his fingers in Remus, thinking. "Not sure. We could try?" Remus nodded, and Sirius grabbed his cock, lining himself up against Remus's opening. He pushed forward gently and missed.
"Shit!" he exclaimed as he fell on top of Remus. "You missed a little bit," Remus laughed.
"It's not funny, Remus."
"It's pretty funny, Sirius. What, did you think our first time was going to be flawless? We're two horny teenage boys, of course it was going to be fucked up. We just have to try again. Here, I have an idea. Get on your back."
Sirius laid down, and Remus straddled him. He kissed Sirius, and then slowly pushed himself back on Sirius's dick. It was slow going, with lots of snogging breaks, but eventually Remus was seated against Sirius's hips.
"Should we flip back?" Remus whispered.
"Yeah," Sirius said, before he did as he said and flipped them over. "I've gotta warn you, this isn't going to be great. I feel like I'm going to explode."
Remus laughed, "Believe me, me too. I think I'm going to blow it the second you start moving."
Sirius slowly started thrusting, and Remus felt a fresh wave of pleasure. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's neck and groaned.
"Fuck, Remus," Sirius said, "Fuck, you're so beautiful and amazing and kind and smart and sexy and––fuck, I'm coming." Sirius stilled for a moment, and Remus took in how beautiful Sirius really was. Sirius pulled out gently and flopped down next to Remus. "That was amazing." He slid his eyes down Remus's form. "Shit, you haven't come yet. Sorry, Remus."
"It's fine," Remus laughed, "You're gorgeous when you're orgasming, Padfoot." "You want me to suck you off?"
"Please," Remus said. Sirius flipped on top of his boyfriend and kissed from Remus's lips to the head of his dick. Trying to recall what Remus had done at Christmas, Sirius licked up Remus's shaft before kissing back down to the base. "Fuck, Sirius," Remus whispered. When Sirius engulfed the head of Remus's dick in his mouth, Remus came with a shout. Sirius laid down next to him and held his hand, smiling. They laid still in silence for a few minutes, before Remus said, "We should probably get cleaned up."
Sirius cast a Scourgify, and Remus returned the lube to his side table drawer. They both dressed, and Sirius's bed was returned to its usual size. "That was brilliant," Remus whispered against Sirius's lips, "But I think we should sleep in our own beds."
"Agreed," Sirius said, kissing Remus passionately. "I meant what I said, Moony. I love you."
"I love you, too, Sirius," Remus said, grinning, "Now get to bed, or James will never believe that we stayed here studying and reading."
Sirius got into bed and turned the lights off. Remus curled under his own covers and fell asleep almost instantly.
Chapter End Notes
updated it all to reflect my realization that this entire fic works better if they're fifteen/sixteen than fourteen/fifteen. new chapter on february 24
James
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"Good job in the game today," Remus whispered to Sirius as they stood in the crowded common room, "I couldn't take my eyes off you."
"Oh, you flatter me Mr. Lupin," Sirius said, smiling, "We all know James won us the game."
"Which means he'll be celebrating down here with the rest of the house for hours," Remus said, smiling, "Which means that the dormitory will be empty."
Sirius's eyes gleamed and he rubbed his lips together. "So what are you suggesting?" "A private party of sorts for the second best Chaser on the Gryffindor team."
"Well no one sane could turn that down," Sirius said, grinning, "Should we make excuses or just slip away?"
"If we talk then they'll notice we're gone," Remus said, "Let's just go." He took off in long, measured strides, ascending the staircase to their dormitory with Sirius right on his heels. He pulled Sirius inside and shut the door, slamming Sirius against the wall and kissing him roughly, pulling at the hem of Sirius's shirt.
"Someone's not wasting time," Sirius laughed as Remus sucked on his collarbone.
"Fuck, Sirius, you have no idea how sexy you are playing Quidditch, do you?" Remus breathed into his neck, "It took everything not to leave the game and wait up here for you."
"Yeah?" Sirius teased, "What would you have done while you waited?"
"I would've wanked myself sore," Remus whispered, pulling Sirius's shirt over his head and kicking off his shoes, "just thinking about you in your Quidditch leathers."
Sirius groaned, kicking off his own shoes. "Whoever taught you to dirty talk needs an award." He gasped as Remus bit his earlobe. "Or a cash prize." Remus picked Sirius up and walked over to Sirius's bed, placing him down gently before climbing up onto the mattress.
"Shit Remus," Sirius whispered as Remus straddled his hips.
"You act like we've never done this before."
"Well, not like this."
Remus straightened up slightly. "What do you mean?"
Sirius looked quizzical. "Like, the other times you were the one on your back and I was fucking you."
"Oh." Remus thought for a second. "Do you want to switch to that?" "Do you?"
Remus sat still, staring down at his beautiful, shirtless boyfriend and grinned. He leaned forward and whispered in Sirius's ear, "I'd really like to fuck you." Sirius visibly shivered and Remus grinned wider. "Do you want that Sirius?"
"Yes."
James opened the door to his dormitory, laughing over his shoulder before peering into his room. He had come up to grab a bottle of Firewhiskey he had smuggled in, but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw movement from Sirius's bed. He smiled to himself at the thought of his antsy best friend finally getting some action and quietly lit his wand so he could see his trunk. The wandlight illuminated the bed next to him slightly, revealing Remus kissing Sirius as his hips moved rhythmically. James dropped his wand with a clatter and laughed exasperatedly, saying, "I thought Sirius would be a top."
In an instant Remus buried his head in the pillow next to Sirius and Sirius yanked the sheet over them. For good measure, Remus reached for his wand and spelled the curtains shut. James, facing the other direction, stared at the door resolutely. "I can give you five minutes? And then we can talk about this?"
Sirius smiled up at Remus and said, "Ten."
Remus laughed. "Twenty?"
Sirius smirked and said, "Thirty for good measure."
James hit the post of his bed in frustration. "I'm trying to give you time to finish, not go a second round! Jesus H, what did I do to deserve this? Ten," he walked out, thoroughly disgruntled and mumbling something that sounded like heathens.
Sirius sighed and put his hand on his forehead. "Well, not the best way James could've found out."
Remus collapsed on the mattress next to him. "I think it's safe to say all three of us are scarred now." He ran his fingers through Sirius's hair. "And no offense, Pads, but I'm not really in the mood to fuck you while James waits in the common room for us to come downstairs." Remus kissed Sirius's forehead. "Next time." He stood up and got dressed, and Sirius followed him.
James was waiting for them at the bottom of the staircase. "Common room's too crowded. We should go to a classroom." He walked quickly through the still revelling Gryffindors out the portrait hole, both of his friends following him. He quickly found a classroom and ushered Sirius and Remus in, locking the door behind them. "So," James said slowly, "You two were shagging. Are shagging?"
Remus shook his head. "We're dating."
"Why didn't you say anything?" James asked, looking accusatorily from Sirius to Remus.
"We weren't sure how you'd react, mate," Sirius said, "Two blokes dating isn't exactly common, and a lot of people think it's unnatural."
James tilted his head. "What could be more natural than love? The two of you have had this... chemistry since the day you met." He smiled at both of them. "I'm glad you're happy."
Remus smiled and Sirius grinned. "Thanks, James."
"Just one question. How many times have you shagged in the dorms?" "That was the second time," Sirius said.
"And last," Remus quickly added. When Sirius looked at him, shocked, he took Sirius's hand and whispered, "There are other places we can shag, Padfoot."
"You should get that embroidered on a pillow," James snorted, "We need some ground rules. No ditching me and Peter for each other, no sex in my bed, no loud sex, no cutesy nicknames, no involving me in any fights and no hurting each other." Sirius and Remus nodded. "Well, we have a party to get back to!"
"I'm going to bed," Remus said, and at James's raised eyebrow added, "To sleep. I'm tired." He yawned and unlocked the door, walking back towards Gryffindor Tower. James and Sirius followed behind him.
"Hey, Jamie, listen, it uh... means a lot to me that you... I mean..." James hugged Sirius. "I love you, Sirius. In a brother way." James released Sirius and Sirius smiled at him. "I'm going to head up to bed."
James raised an eyebrow. "Remus said he was going to sleep."
Sirius flushed and whispered, "I want to cuddle him until he falls asleep."
"So this thing between the two of you is serious?"
Sirius scratched his neck. "I'm not sure. But I want it to be."
James clapped Sirius on the back. Well, what are you waiting for? Go cuddle your boyfriend."
Chapter End Notes
a line that I wrote in the planning for this chapter that sums up James's feelings: "I love you both and I'm glad you're happy, but honestly, I never need to see either of your dicks in each other ever again," James Potter, 1976.
next chapter March 28
Teasing
Sirius was supposed to be studying for Charms, but when Peter and James had gone down to the pitch for practice, leaving the two of them alone in their room, Sirius knew there was no chance of his getting any studying done. He absently watched Remus read until Remus finally sighed and looked up at him.
"You're supposed to be studying, Pads."
"I know, but I can't focus."
"Why not?" Remus asked, setting down his book with a dry smile.
"Because you're sitting there looking so fuckable and I'm so horny, Remus," Sirius whined. Remus laughed and walked over to him.
"We promised James we wouldn't fuck in the dormitory anymore." "I won't tell if you don't."
Remus straddled Sirius's lap and pushed him backwards, grinding into his hips as he captured his mouth. Sirius groaned and Remus snuck one hand underneath him, grabbing his ass gently. Remus pulled away from Sirius's mouth, sucking on his neck. He moved his hand from Sirius's neck to Sirius's crotch and squeezed gently, loosing a moan from Sirius. Even through their school trousers, Sirius's erection was obvious. Remus grinned when he heard footsteps on the stairs and jumped off Sirius's bed, running to his own, grabbing a book, and leaning against his pillows.
"You're such a tease," Sirius called angrily after him, spelling his curtains shut as the door opened. James looked questioningly between Sirius's drawn curtains and Remus smirking into the book he was reading.
"He wasn't feeling very well," Remus said, trying to control his face, "He was moaning and groaning before, so I suggested he deal with it privately before going to sleep."
Inside the curtains, Sirius cursed Remus under his breath. The silencing charm he had put on his curtains didn't stop him from being able to hear Remus's teasing words. He wrapped a hand around his erection and groaned loudly at the contact. He heard James, Peter, and Kingsley settle into bed and then Remus said, "I'll check on him." Before Sirius could move, Remus had opened the curtains and stuck his head through. "You look like you're feeling better."
Sirius nodded, trying his best not to moan. Remus grinned wildly and whispered in Sirius's ear, "I have half a mind to stay and watch you." Sirius whined sharply. "But James would get suspicious, so just imagine I were here watching you. Maybe next time you should study when the others are here so when we're alone we can... do other things." He kissed Sirius's forehead. "Goodnight Sirius." Remus shut the curtains and climbed into his bed, smiling at the knowledge that Sirius was thinking about him.
The next morning, Remus, James, and Peter went down to breakfast without Sirius. They were chatting about their upcoming Charms exam and whether or not Flitwick would be likely to give partial credit on the theory section when Sirius sauntered in and leaned over the table, facing James and Peter.
"Any chance you two can find something to do tonight that involves not being in our dormitory?" James raised his eyebrows and Peter asked, "Why?"
"Because I want to get busy with Remus." Remus blushed as red as his tie and suddenly became enraptured by the piece of toast on his plate. Peter choked on his tea and James blinked very rapidly. Sirius grinned. "So is that a yes? Because I'd like to make plans."
"Plans?" Peter squeaked. James facepalmed and Remus managed to blush even redder.
"Yeah, well, more like decisions. Do I want to get fucked by Remus's monster cock, or do I want to fuck him?" Sirius dropped his voice to a conspiratory whisper, and Remus was mortified when James and Peter leaned in. "He has the most fuckable ass on Earth. He's still tight like a virgin."
Remus grabbed Sirius's tie and pulled Sirius face-to-face with him. "I need to talk to you. Now." He dropped Sirius's tie, stood up, and marched off towards the bathroom, Sirius following him. Remus charmed the door lock before turning to Sirius. "What the FUCK was that?" He pushed Sirius up against the wall. "Why were you trying to embarrass me in front of James and Peter? Were you trying to make me angry?" Sirius blushed furiously and wouldn't meet Remus's eyes. Remus's eyes softened and his grip on Sirius relaxed. "You wanted to make me angry?"
Sirius nodded very slightly. "A little angry, and a little revenge for last night."
"So you want me to be rough with you?" Sirius nodded, and Remus grinned. "How much time do we have until Charms?"
Twenty minutes later Sirius and Remus strolled into Charms as the bell was ringing, hair tousled and Sirius's neck marred with one large hickey. "Nice hickey, Padfoot," James laughed as Sirius sat down.
Sirius turned around and smiled. "You're just jealous." He turned back to the front and began taking notes.
June
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
June rolled around quickly that year. Sirius and Remus spent most weeknights cuddling in Sirius's bed, the curtains to the four-poster spelled shut, and most weekends having sex in the Room of Requirement. James turned a blind eye, often with a smirk or a laugh. Exams came, and then the end of the year, and two of the four marauders were quieter than usual as they walked down to Hogsmeade to get on the carriages to the train.
"Are you feeling okay, Remus?" Peter asked.
Remus smiled and shook his head. "I'm fine, Peter. Just worried about OWL results."
Sirius laughed. "Oh, as if you aren't going to get straight Os, Moony."
Remus smiled. "Doesn't mean I can't worry." Remus held his eye contact with Sirius until James punched Sirius playfully in the shoulder and Sirius responded in kind.
About halfway through the train ride back to London, James looked at Remus, who was leaning gently into Sirius's shoulder looking wistful. He cleared his throat and said, "Hey, Peter, come with me on a walk."
"What kind of walk?" Peter said, already jumping to his feet.
"See if we can flirt with other girls and make Evans jealous walk of course!" James opened the door and Peter ran out into the corridor. James smiled at Sirius before following Peter and slamming the door of the compartment shut behind him. Sirius smiled at Remus.
"How are you doing, little wolf?"
Remus smiled sadly. "I can't believe we won't see each other for two months." "It'll fly by."
Remus sat up and looked at him. "You're going to be with your mother." Sirius nodded.
"Does she know?"
"That I like blokes? Not a chance, Re. She's barely accepted me being a Gryffindor. I would be disinherited. Not that she probably hasn't considered it already." He looked at Remus's frown and furrowed eyebrows and smiled. "Re, don't worry about it. If it gets bad, and I can't imagine how it could get worse, I'll go stay with James." He brushed Remus's hair out of his face. "We'll be back here before you know it. And we can write letters, and see each other a few times, and it'll be great."
"How do you know it'll be great?"
Sirius grinned. "Because it's us, Moony. How could it be anything but perfect?"
