The morning sun shone brightly on the grounds of Hogwarts. It was approaching the new moon which always had Remus seeking solitude. He felt his calmest and most introverted around this time. It was a far cry from the chaos, grit and raw power of the full.
On days like this, he felt the pull to skip breakfast in The Great Hall and slip away with a piece of fruit and a book. He would walk along the edges of the Forbidden Forest, and feel more at home than in the castle. His magic thrummed through him as he walked amongst the trees, twigs snapping pleasantly underfoot, crisp air rushing into his lungs.
His appetite was lighter during these times too so he could get away with an apple and a few cigarettes. James would tease him about being "one with nature" whilst Sirius would swoon and say that he was "brooding and mysterious". Truthfully he was all of that and more.
Remus took this time to think. He had a lot on his mind and a lot of it were things his friends just couldn't understand. Firstly, there was the werewolf thing. His "furry little problem" as The Marauders called it. Secondly, there was The War, and Dumbledore had hinted at Remus having a 'special' role to play in fighting against The Dark Lord. However, most recently Remus would think about his latest problem; being in love with his best friend, who happened to be a bloke.
"What are brutal transformations into a dangerous beast and power-hungry, xenophobic wizards to a heart-aching crush on the prettiest boy in school?" Remus asked himself sardonically, crushing his cigarette with his toe. Scourgifying the ground of his nasty habit, he turned back towards the school.
He shoved his hands in his pockets and braced himself for the day ahead. He smiled into his Gryffindor scarf as he felt the tugging of his heart. Grounded by his solitary excursion he felt more than ready to get back to his friends. He made his way back to the castle with long strides and rosy cheeks.
Hooking his thumb into the bag strap slung across his chest, Remus ascended the staircase and entered the defence classroom. It was the first lesson of the day and because it was everyone's favourite subject and teacher, there were quite a few early-bird students milling about already.
Sirius was there, leaning casually against the teacher's desk, half sitting. His robes hung open on his shoulders revealing his tight black jeans and an even tighter "Cherry Bomb" t-shirt that he probably definitely stole from Dorcas. He was talking with Lily, making her laugh.
Feeling his insides groan with lust, Remus steadied himself with a deep breath. It was truly unfair that Sirius Black was that sexy. There really ought to be a law against it. Luckily he had brought himself off in the shower that morning. Indeed, frequent wanking was becoming a necessity, if he was going to be spending any time with Sirius.
Blinking and smiling softly at the pair Remus made his way over to them. Lily grinned giddily at him as he approached. Sirius' foot swung softly against stained oak in his peripheral vision. Remus sometimes had a hard time looking at him directly.
"Remus," Lily beamed as she opened her arms for him.
"Hey Lils," he responded, leaning into her embrace and planting a kiss on her cheek. "How'd you go with the vampires last night?"
"Oh yeah, fine. Essay practically wrote itself."
"Uh, excuse me" Sirius snapped playfully, "Where are my kisses and cuddles?" Hands gripping the desk he lifted himself up to sit properly. His thighs parted as he leaned forward, offering Remus a lifted brow and devilish smile.
Remus blushed as he rolled his eyes playfully at Lily. Turning to Sirius he smoothly planted a soft kiss on his cheek. He lingered momentarily before pulling away slowly, noting the familiar and intoxicating scent of leather and smoke.
"Morning Padfoot," then winking at Lily, "Demanding little pup isn't he?"
Lily giggles as Sirius drops his jaw dramatically, his eyebrows snapping up. Remus grinned smugly. He so enjoys their playful teasing.
"I am not demanding!" Sirius gesticulates wildly, playing along, "I just want to be treated the same as our dear Lily here." Leaning back he orchestrates his performance with delicate hands, "Equal rights...women's lib...feminism and all that stuff McKinnon is always banging on about"
Remus scoffs at this as he pulls the strap of his bag up over his head and drops it under one of the chairs nearby.
"You just can't stand not being the centre of attention for even a second" Remus teased, trying not to be distracted by those beautiful hands.
"No, no my dear Moony," Sirius held up his finger (his perfect, slender finger), "I simply want to receive the same treatment as the girls." Clenching his graceful hand into a fist and striking his open palm with it he announced theatrically, " I will not stand by and be denied affection based on my gender!"
Remus barks out a laugh at this. "Sirius, you are the most affectionate person I have ever met!" Sirius opened his mouth to object, "You fell asleep with your head in James' lap last night!"
"Only because yours had a great-big-bloody-book in it" He grumbled "You ate breakfast yesterday with your leg draped over the top of mine" "Yes, but..."
"Marls holds your hand every time we go to Potions class"
"The dungeons are scary, and those stone staircases are a hazard!" Lily was shaking with laughter now and Sirius was grinning sheepishly. "Ok fine! So I'm a little needy!"
Remus chuckled, "Oh sweetheart," He says as he ruffled Sirius' inky black locks.
Sirius blushed and swiped his hand away, "Oi, don't mess up my hair," he griped, "unless it's for a good reason". At this, he gave Remus a salacious wink.
Lily wiped the tears from her eyes, "Are you two sure you're not dating?" "He wishes," Sirius and Remus both say at the same time.
"Jinx" Remus blurts out with a flick of his wand. He then proceeded to sit down in his chair, relaxing into it with a mirthful smile.
Sirius tried to respond but the charm was fixed and not a sound would come out of his mouth. Clutching his throat, his eyes widened. He turned pleading eyes to Lily who was trying not to
laugh.
Regaining her composure she turned to Remus. "So Remus, any plans for the Hogsmeade trip on Saturday?"
Sirius gaped at Remus with an over-the-top expression of shock and betrayal as Remus turns to look at Lily
"Yeah, I am going to drop into Tomes and Scrolls and pick up that book on magical hieroglyphs and logograms I was telling you about," He replied coolly with just a slight curve at the corner of his mouth
"Oh yeah," Lily nodded ignoring Sirius' appalled expression, "You'll have to let me read it when you're done, it sounds fascinating."
Sirius's eyes were rolling now as his friends really rubbed it in by chatting and ignoring his plight.
Just then, James barreled into the room, which probably meant the class was due to start any second. Relief flooded Sirius' face as he approached. James flung a muscular arm around Sirius as he planted a sloppy kiss on his temple.
"Hey Padfoot," James said warmly, panting slightly. His face was flushed as if he had just hopped off his broom seconds earlier (very likely) and his hair was windswept and obscene. He flashed his trademark dopey grin at Remus before giving Lily a nod and a wink, "Moony, Evans"
Sirius grabbed the front of James' robes and gave him his best puppy dog eyes, pleading with him.
"What's the matter boy?" he said gleefully, bending over slightly, placing his hands on his thighs, as if he were speaking to Lassie. Sirius tried to talk and pointed dramatically at Remus and back to his mouth and then clutched James' robes again desperate for help. James looked over at Remus who just smiled smugly as Lily was shaking silently, her eyes shiny with tears. "What? Petey fell down a well? Oh no!"
Sirius rolled his eyes at his three friends who were now openly guffawing at him. James let out a contented sigh as Sirius whacked him on the back of the head.
"Ahh. Alright then," James crooned turning to Remus, "what's up with our beloved Padfoot, Moonbeam?"
"Werewolf got his tongue" Remus quipped Sirius shot up two fingers at Remus.
Looking to Lily, James asked "Evans? As Head Girl, I assume you are investigating this startling turn-of-events?"
Lily coughed as she composed herself, "Indeed Potter, it is quite the mystery. Who knows how long it will take us to discover the truth"
"Remus jinxed him again, didn't he?" "Yep"
"GOOD MORNING CLASS!" Boomed Professor Laurence brightly, entering the room with dramatic flair "Please, take your seats and we shall begin"
The students cheerily shuffled into their seats to begin the lesson as Sirius sat on the teacher's desk incredulous and unable to speak.
"Mr Black! Is there a reason you are seated on my desk?"
Sirius looked up at his teacher and back to his friends who were now taking their seats and pulling out textbooks. Swallowing his annoyance he stood up. Unable to offer any verbal explanation he slowly shook his head and walked to the back of the room to take a seat on his own and plan his revenge.
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Sirius' silence throughout the rest of the day's classes was a novelty. It was obvious he was suffering from some good-hearted ribbing from his friends, and the professors were not about to look a gift-horse in the mouth, so they did nothing. The rest of Gryffindor found it hilarious and so he was left infuriatingly speechless all day.
The Marauders were prolific pranksters and not afraid to go after each other and their own house on occasion. It was good for morale and kept them just on this side of bullying. The joke had
escalated steadily throughout the day and now his friends had begun twisting the knife at dinner. Sirius was starting to reach his limit.
They excitedly discussed all of Sirius' favourite topics of conversation and espoused opinions they knew he would vehemently reject.
"Thin Lizzy is okay " James announced, his hand see-sawing in the air, "but they have got NOTHING on The Bay City Rollers"
Remus nodded enthusiastically as Dorcas cheered in exaggerated agreement. Peter's head was almost on his plate as he shook with laughter.
Sirius leapt up out of his chair and violently threw his napkin down in protest. Red in the face he looked like he was in physical pain. James leaned into Remus as the two of them gasped for air and Sirius stalked off, nose held high.
Now that Sirius had gone things began to settle down. Tears were wiped away, contented sighs were exhaled and they all finished eating.
Remus turned to Peter, "Did you still need help with that transfiguration essay Wormy?"
"Oh yeah, but not tonight, I have detention with McGonagall." Peter said standing up, "I better get going actually, don't want to keep her waiting." He waggled his eyebrows at them as he scurried off.
"Give Minnie my love!" James shouted out after him
Lily rolled her eyes and came to stand by James' side.
Remus turned to James, "Want to head back to the tower then? Put Padfoot out of his misery?"
"Nah, I think I'll let you do the honours mate. Evans and I have to run a prefect meeting after dinner and then I have rounds with Reggie."
Remus blinked. Who's barmy idea was it to put James Potter and Regulus Black on rounds together? he wondered. " Reggie ? I bet he loves it when you call him that" he chuckled.
James' smile faltered almost imperceptibly before his charmingly cocky grin returned. "Oh, he hates it!" Gripping Remus on the shoulder he leaned in conspiratorially, "If I am not back by midnight, send Evans to rescue me"
"Hah!" Lily cut in, "You're on your own Potter. Don't involve me"
"You wound me Evans" James clutched his heart and pouted as he stood up to join her.
"Alright Potter, let's go," she said, smiling as James pecked a kiss on the top of Remus' head and then wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Later Remus" They walked off together towards the vestibule at the back of the dining hall, leaving Remus on his own.
Remus stood, gathered his books and wand and set off for the tower that housed the Gryffindor common room and dormitories. As he walked through the halls of the castle he felt the pull to slow down again. It had been a loud, bright and frenetic day. Not atypical for Hogwarts, which pulsed with the general chaos of a busy school, but Remus was sensitive to it all and he craved the calm and cosy sanctuary of his dormitory. He almost considered taking another walk but with James and Peter out for the night and Sirius magically mute there would be no quieter place in all of Hogwarts than his shared bedroom.
He braced himself as the Fat Lady's portrait swung open to a moderately busy common room. A crackling fire, sprawling students, a record player crooning, conversations and laughter filled the space. On most days it would have been comforting and homey, but today Remus felt the need to escape it. He slipped away swiftly up the stairs to the boy's dormitories, closing the door on the room he shared with his fellow Marauders.
Inspecting the space, he saw that it was empty, save for Sirius (he presumed) who appeared to be in his bed with the curtains pulled shut, smoke curling above the four-poster frame. Chuckling he walked over to the window to open it. Pulling out a cigarette he held it between his lips and lit it, taking a long drag and exhaling as relief flooded his body.
"Padfoot?" he inquired softly as he continued to savour his cigarette, blowing the smoke out the window into the night sky and watching it get snatched away by a breeze.
When he got no reply (not surprising), he approached the bed. "Can I come in?" He cooed, sweetly. Still no response, so Remus put out his cigarette in the ashtray on the side table and attempted to open the curtain but they were charmed shut.
Remus was impressed. There was something to be said for purebloods and their natural talent for incredibly complex magic like wordless spells.
"Sirius?" He tried again, waiting for a response. Wondering if Sirius may even be stuck in there (perhaps the unlocking spell is not as easy to do wordlessly as the locking one had been?)
Sighing and clearing his throat Remus placed a hand on the post at the end of the bed and said, "Sirius Black" and after a beat, Remus was suddenly and explosively tackled to the ground.
"You absolute plonker! Letting me go about all day without being able to speak! Bleeding hell Moony, you git!" Sirius straddled Remus' chest and held his wrists hard against the floor, raining down insults and threats.
Remus chuckled and allowed Sirius to hold him down. Sirius attempted to swipe at Remus but his hand was snatched up mid-air. Hovering over him, Sirius smirked as he lowered himself down,
pressing Remus into the ground.
Remus sipped the air sharply as Sirius' arse nudged into his lap. Their chests pressed together. Sirius leaned in impossibly close, eyes twinkling with mischief, breath hot on his collar. Remus turned his face away, desperate. Sirius must be able to feel the urgent swell against him.
Sirius nosed into the space where jawbone met the pillowy flesh of Remus' earlobe. Then, with a chuckle, he dragged the flat of his tongue across Remus' face leaving a sloppy wet trail behind. Throwing his head back he laughed heartily.
Pulling himself back up he sat in Remus' lap as the boy beneath him squirmed. Then, feeling the unmistakable bulge beneath him, Sirius stilled. He gasped silently, as he looked down. Grey eyes met amber. Sirius searched whilst Remus attempted to hide.
Both boys' lips were parted and their faces flushed. Remus' body was now still, apart from his chest which pulsed with aching breaths. Frozen in time the boys looked at... then into ...then finally, away from each other.
Barking out a cough, Sirius rolled off of Remus and came to sit beside him. Remus gathered himself up, his back leaning against the foot of the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
Sirius stretched out a leg, his gaze wandering around the room. Remus closed his eyes and took long shaky breaths. The silence in the room stretched on.
"Umm so..."
"Moony, I..."
They both spoke at once then stopped, their eyes meeting.
"Sorry, you go..."
"What were you g..."
Cutting each other off again, they stopped and grinned stupidly at each other before looking away, chuckling awkwardly.
Remus looked at Sirius, the beautiful long lines of his figure, his shiny black hair falling almost to his shoulders. Sirius bit into his lip as he brought his eyes up to look at Remus and let out a small groan. His gaze seemed to trail the freckles that splashed across Remus' face, following a scar from his chin down his neck, flicking back up to his honey eyes. Eyes that were looking at him.
Sirius leaned in toward Remus. Swallowing thickly he stopped mere inches away. Remus shook, his whole body buzzing, his breath ragged, as he too, came closer. Close enough to feel Sirius' breath on his lips.
Blinking slowly, Remus' bottom lip dropped and he inhaled a sharp breath just as Sirius gently closed the gap, brushing their lips together. Remus' eyes fluttered closed as he let Sirius kiss him.
It was so gentle, so soft. Remus stuttered out a sound that was half moan/half cry. His entire body ached with how much he wanted this. He balled his hands into fists as Sirius increased the pressure of his lips against Remus'. The insistence of Sirius' mouth shattered Remus' inertia as his inner wolf howled "TAKE HIM!"
Remus' eyes flashed wide as he leaned into Sirius. Pushing him back he crawled on top of him.
Sirius gasped and Remus slipped his tongue into his mouth, a choked groan rolling in the back of his throat.
Remus clawed at the bed behind Sirius' head, white knuckles swell as he gripped the frame. He licked into Sirius' mouth, rocking his hips searching for friction.
"Moony!" Sirius pleaded.
Pulling back wide-eyed, Remus lifted his hands up off the bed. "Oh fuck, I'm sorry Pads,"
Sirius' frowned, "Sorry for what?"
"I didn't mean to take advantage like that... I don't know...I just... the wolf kind of took over and I... I'm sorry"
"Oh," Sirius looked into his lap, brow furrowed, "Yeah, don't worry about it... I mean, I started it so I suppose... I should be the one who is sorry..." He looked up at Remus with pleading eyes and softly parted lips. Then, lifting the corner of his mouth, he shrugged, "...but I'm not."
Remus scrunched his eyes shut, then blinked them open, as he tried to process this. Sirius kissed him... and he was not sorry about it. Remus felt dizzy. Looking down at Sirius he leaned in cautiously. Sirius made no attempt to dissuade him. He brought his lips close to Sirius' and whispered, "how long?"
Sirius trembled as if the words tickled. "How long have I wanted to kiss you?" Sirius clarified, looking hungry.
Remus nodded, "Did it just occur to you then, or... or have you thought about it before?" Sirius smiled coyly, "I have thought about it before," he snorted adorably, "to say the least."
Remus placed his hands back on the bed frame and leaned in closer, "How long?" he asked again, voice firmer, more insistent.
Sirius squirmed a little, his eyes sparkling. "Since that first night in the shack."
Remus gasped, gripping the bed frame and pressing his arse into Sirius' lap, "Two Years?" He demanded
Sirius nodded sweetly, his hands coming to rest on the top of Remus' thighs. "Two years," he confirmed, his hands drifted up towards Remus' hips, his thumbs brushing along his inner thighs and, Oh Fuck , stroked along his groin.
Remus groaned. Two years Sirius had been thinking about kissing him? And now here he was, sitting on the floor beneath him, brushing his fingers dangerously close to his aching cock.
Remus cupped Sirius' chin in his hand, leaned in close and kissed him so sweetly on the lips. "And you're not sorry," he marvelled as he peppered kisses along Sirius' cheeks, the corner of his mouth, down his neck.
Sirius mewled and moaned prettily. "Moony... ungh, so good." Sirius brought his hands to Remus' hips, fingers curling into the fabric of his trousers. "Want you..."
Remus crushed Sirius' lips with another heated kiss. Grinding into him, his tongue bathed in moans. They made out like this, Sirius pinned to the floor by Remus, crowded up against the foot
of his bed. Heat building, hands wandering, fingers brushing, nails digging.
Remus' hands explored the hot skin underneath Sirius' T-Shirt. He brushed his fingers across pierced nipples. Sirius' head fell back as he gasped, eyes pinched closed.
Remus dipped his head to graze his teeth along Sirius' Adam's apple and along his collarbone. "Mmm, Fuck Pads, you are so beautiful," He brought his fingers to stroke along the fine hair trailing down from Sirius' navel. Then he dipped his fingers underneath the waistband of his jeans. Sirius' eyes popped open and his jaw dropped, a choked cry escaping his lips. Remus smiled against his neck, pressing an open mouth kiss on his pulse point, "Want to make you feel good."
"I'm not going to last Moons," Sirius croaked, "I'm so... c-close"
Remus' deft fingers undid the buttons of Sirius' jeans and yanked them down along with his pants. Sirius' dripping cock sprang up, streaking pre-cum all over his belly. "Mmm... want to taste you so bad", Remus licked his lips and gripped it firmly with his fist giving it an experimental tug.
"Merlin! Fuck!" Sirius shouted.
Remus wriggled back, his own prick hard and straining against his pants. He lowered his mouth, giving the head of Sirius' cock a swipe with his tongue. "Mmmm, fuck" Remus gritted out, "You taste so good."
"Uh, Moony... Please!" Sirius bucked his hips forward thrusting into Remus' fist, smearing himself onto Remus' mouth. He watched as his best friend licked his lower lip, tasting him there. Remus looked up at Sirius, returning his desperate expression with adoration and lust before taking the head of his cock into his hot mouth and began sucking. Sirius grasped desperately at Remus' hair, "Uh...nngh, yes!"
Remus bobbed up and down a few times, feeling Sirius' fingers twisting into his hair. He could tell that Sirius was on the edge and he wanted so badly to make him tumble over it. Hollowing his cheeks he took as much of Sirius' length into his mouth as he could manage. Covering his teeth with his lips and pressing the flat of his tongue against the underside of his cock he dragged his mouth up and down over and over. In seconds Sirius was babbling incoherently and Remus felt the splash of warm, salty liquid in his mouth from Sirius' release. His own cock begged for attention he scrabbled at his flies. Pulling himself out he gave himself three sharp tugs before spilling his seed over his fist and onto the floor. Sirius pulled him in for a long wet kiss, his tongue licking into Remus' mouth, tasting himself there, swallowing the groans of his orgasm.
Panting and dazed, Sirius guided Remus as he crawled up to sit beside him. They snogged, cocks out, hands cupping each other's cheeks.
After a long time, they finally pulled themselves apart. Blushing they tucked themselves away. Remus acciod some water and Sirius pulled out the cigarettes, first offering one to Remus and then taking one for himself. They lit up and took a drag in unison. Sighing long and satisfyingly, Remus spoke first. "I'd kill for a cup of tea right about now."
Sirius laughed at that. "Classic Moony, There isn't a moment in life that can't be improved upon by a cup of tea."
"Yeah well, it can't get much better than this,"
Sirius beamed. "Yeah, I feel amazing." Remus blushed, "I mean, I had been thinking about something like this happening for a long time but... I mean...Moony! Your mouth! Fucking hell!"
Remus was now beet red and glowing with pride.
"Well, I am glad you ah... enjoyed it," Remus scratched the back of his head, "I... I had been thinking about this for a long time too."
Sirius gaped, "Really?"
"You have no idea," Remus exhaled a stream of smoke, "I'm always off somewhere mulling it over. It's become half my personality"
Sirius barked a laugh. "Wow... I had no idea you were into me like that. I mean you're all over me all the time, who can blame you..." Remus chuckled, "but you're always pulling away and going all silent and distant when we get close... I just assumed you were trying not to lead me on. I thought maybe you were just being a gentleman, but no... gentlemen don't kiss like that." Remus arched an eyebrow, "I assume" Sirius grinned sweetly. "So this is what you have been thinking about when you're off on your own being all mysterious and sexy? I thought you were so intense and so complicated but the truth is you have just been off fantasising about bending me over a desk and having your wicked way with me! I am on to you now, Moony my friend, now I know all your secrets," Sirius babbled away until Remus cut him off.
"You really have missed being able to talk today haven't you?"
"Ohhh," Sirius groaned painfully, "you have no idea!"
Remus leaned over and captured Sirius' lips in a searing kiss.
"Suhmfh hendya inkmh Pruhnghs mmh Wrmhy errmb buhnk"
Remus laughed against Sirius' muffled speech, "Gods, Pads, I can't even get you to shut up by kissing you. What do I have to do?"
Sirius blushed. "Just ask." He whispered, so sweetly.
Remus chuckles at that, "Yeah right! That's never worked before"
Sirius suddenly looked so earnest Remus' heart could burst. "I'm serious Rem," and he didn't even make a joke about it. "When we do... this" He took Remus' hands into his own gazing down at them, "I'll do anything you ask."
Remus' eyes blew wide open. "What are you saying Pads?"
Sirius furrowed his brow, tracing the white of a scar along Remus' palm. Remus waited as Sirius dawdled and laced their fingers together. Taking a deep breath his eyes flicked up to meet Remus'. "I'm saying," he said carefully, "that I want to do what you tell me, that I... I like it"
Remus smiled wide and his heart broke open as he wrapped Sirius up in a hug, kissing him on and around his mouth as the beauty of Sirius' offer began to dawn on him.
Pulling back so he could look into Sirius' shiny eyes, Remus beamed at him. "Oh love, come here" and he wrapped him up in his arms again, settling into a more comfortable position.
They sat for a bit, cuddling, before Remus coughed and said, "There is something I want to ask you to do for me."
Sirius gasped and lifted his head, excited and lust-filled eyes gazed expectantly up at him, "Yes?"
Remus gave him a heart-stoppingly warm smile. "I want you..." He leaned in to peck a kiss on his cheek, "to make me..." he drifted over to kiss the other cheek, this one brushing the corner of his mouth too. Sirius was practically drooling. Remus puffed out a small chuckle when he couldn't help but picture Sirius as Padfoot wagging his tail.
"Yes?" Sirius breathed.
"Make me," Remus repeated, kissing up to his jaw before bringing his lips to the shell of Sirius' ear, and whispered, "...a cup of tea."
