Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, and I hope JK forgives me for
making them do the stuff I make them do.
A/N: OK, loads of this is Lexs' idea. All the twisted bits. However she wanted them in a bit more detail and actually wanted something to take place. (Wonder if at the end you can guess what THAT was.) She came up with these ideas in English because helping a friend with writers block is much more interesting than listening to your boring teacher talk about the exam we have this coming Thursday. ARGH! And well she being a bad influence on me I've included most of it, just for a bit of a laugh. (Except the bit I've already mentioned. Oh no couldn't have that in it, just too kinky, plus this is PG-13.) No offence eh Lex?
CHAPTER 7
Remus was sitting down on the couch next to Sirius who was subtlety stroking the back of Remus' hand. People were trying to talk to them but Remus didn't feel like talking, it wasn't until Neville Longbottom, timidly cam up to him while he was resting his head on Si's shoulder, and said if Remus could help him on his Defence against the Dark Arts essay. "Yeah ok, I'll see what I can do."
Sirius however wouldn't let go of his hand, and Neville gave them strange a look, but soon shook it off. "What's it on?"
"Um…curses."
"C'mon Neville the essay isn't until Monday." Ron said, "let's have a bit of fun."
Sirius grabbed Remus around the next and pulled him back. "If your essay isn't for tomorrow, stop using up my Remy's time."
"Remy?" Every one asked including Remus. "Deeply disturbed now Si."
"Well I am mentally unstable."
Remus leaned forward towards Neville and whispered into his ear; "We reckon his dad dropped him on the head as a baby."
He turned around to Sirius smiling, but Sirius looked hurt.
"That wasn't funny Remus."
Confused for a little while, but then Remus realised. His father had been left with a child to raise on his own so dropping him might have happened, but from no fault of his father because there was no mother there to help him.
"Sorry, mate." He said soberly.
"There is a way you can repay me." Sirius said rather wickedly. "Come to the kitchen with me to get some food."
"Ok."
So the two of them stood up and went out of the portrait hole and went down to the kitchens, but Sirius took a wrong turn. "Si, you're going the wrong way."
"No I'm not, we're not going to the kitchens, we're going to have a bit of private time first." And he dragged Remus into the abandoned classroom they had inhabited.
Sirius stood in front of Remus not doing anything until he took a couple of steps forward, so close that their noses were almost touching and Remus could feel Sirius' breath on his own lips. Sirius was moving closer still and he tried to kiss Remus again, but Remus moved his head down not allowing him too.
However Sirius was always the determined one and placed his index finger under Remus' chin and said; "I promise to behave my self this time." Moving closer, "I promise."
And then Remus felt Sirius' lips on his.
His hands immediately went to the roots of Sirius' hair griping onto them tightly making Sirius wince slightly in pain but press harder making it so Remus had to stand on his tip toes to meet up the taller boy, replying to Si's call, to a deep starved kiss.
But still Remus didn't meet up to his needs, and like the last time he wanted more. But unlike last time he didn't rush into things, but he did pin Remus to the wall, his mouth travelling down to Remus' neck, lingered there for a moment then back up to his mouth whilst touching every piece of skin he went past.
Too involved in wrapping each others tongues around each others, they failed to noticed that the door had opened, the failed to notice that James was there looking completely and utterly shocked.
"Well, that something you don't see every day." Remus and Sirius broke apart, and looked at James, closing their eyes in regret. "Oh, don't let me interrupt you but…is it really necessary?"
Sirius walked behind Remus, and wrapped his arms around his new boyfriends' chest, Remus tried to look as though this meant nothing to him but he wasn't doing a very good job at it. "Maybe it is." Sirius said, then whispered something into Remus' ear kissing his neck passionately waiting for Remus' answer which was a shrug and a bit of a screwed up face.
"I have a free house for a week in the summer holidays, why don't you come over and the three of us can have a bit of fun for a night."
James at first didn't know exactly what he meant, but after careful thinking around Sirius precise choice of words and his evil suggestive tone, James suddenly knew what he meant by the THREE of them have some fun.
"No, Sirius, definitely not. I don't like you in that way."
Sirius pouted let go of Remus and went up to James and wrapped his arms around him. "Come on Jamesie, I know you want to." Sirius placed a hand James' stomach, his fingers trying to get under James' shirt.
To James' surprise he didn't recoil at Sirius' choice of hand rest. And he felt Sirius' lips on his neck, and his hand, which had now got into his shirt stroking his stomach. James closed his eyes and breathed deeply and Sirius hand decided to go a bit lower, and began to slowly unbutton his jeans.
James looked at Remus who was leaning against the wall looking as though he was quite enjoying watching the two of them. James then looked up at Sirius whose head was down and level with James'. Not believing his own daring James' eyes rapidly scanned Sirius' face, but lingered mainly on the boys lips, as James closed his eyes again, moving closer, their lips touched very slightly but the door burst open and their was a rather high pitched screech.
A/N: OK, loads of this is Lexs' idea. All the twisted bits. However she wanted them in a bit more detail and actually wanted something to take place. (Wonder if at the end you can guess what THAT was.) She came up with these ideas in English because helping a friend with writers block is much more interesting than listening to your boring teacher talk about the exam we have this coming Thursday. ARGH! And well she being a bad influence on me I've included most of it, just for a bit of a laugh. (Except the bit I've already mentioned. Oh no couldn't have that in it, just too kinky, plus this is PG-13.) No offence eh Lex?
CHAPTER 7
Remus was sitting down on the couch next to Sirius who was subtlety stroking the back of Remus' hand. People were trying to talk to them but Remus didn't feel like talking, it wasn't until Neville Longbottom, timidly cam up to him while he was resting his head on Si's shoulder, and said if Remus could help him on his Defence against the Dark Arts essay. "Yeah ok, I'll see what I can do."
Sirius however wouldn't let go of his hand, and Neville gave them strange a look, but soon shook it off. "What's it on?"
"Um…curses."
"C'mon Neville the essay isn't until Monday." Ron said, "let's have a bit of fun."
Sirius grabbed Remus around the next and pulled him back. "If your essay isn't for tomorrow, stop using up my Remy's time."
"Remy?" Every one asked including Remus. "Deeply disturbed now Si."
"Well I am mentally unstable."
Remus leaned forward towards Neville and whispered into his ear; "We reckon his dad dropped him on the head as a baby."
He turned around to Sirius smiling, but Sirius looked hurt.
"That wasn't funny Remus."
Confused for a little while, but then Remus realised. His father had been left with a child to raise on his own so dropping him might have happened, but from no fault of his father because there was no mother there to help him.
"Sorry, mate." He said soberly.
"There is a way you can repay me." Sirius said rather wickedly. "Come to the kitchen with me to get some food."
"Ok."
So the two of them stood up and went out of the portrait hole and went down to the kitchens, but Sirius took a wrong turn. "Si, you're going the wrong way."
"No I'm not, we're not going to the kitchens, we're going to have a bit of private time first." And he dragged Remus into the abandoned classroom they had inhabited.
Sirius stood in front of Remus not doing anything until he took a couple of steps forward, so close that their noses were almost touching and Remus could feel Sirius' breath on his own lips. Sirius was moving closer still and he tried to kiss Remus again, but Remus moved his head down not allowing him too.
However Sirius was always the determined one and placed his index finger under Remus' chin and said; "I promise to behave my self this time." Moving closer, "I promise."
And then Remus felt Sirius' lips on his.
His hands immediately went to the roots of Sirius' hair griping onto them tightly making Sirius wince slightly in pain but press harder making it so Remus had to stand on his tip toes to meet up the taller boy, replying to Si's call, to a deep starved kiss.
But still Remus didn't meet up to his needs, and like the last time he wanted more. But unlike last time he didn't rush into things, but he did pin Remus to the wall, his mouth travelling down to Remus' neck, lingered there for a moment then back up to his mouth whilst touching every piece of skin he went past.
Too involved in wrapping each others tongues around each others, they failed to noticed that the door had opened, the failed to notice that James was there looking completely and utterly shocked.
"Well, that something you don't see every day." Remus and Sirius broke apart, and looked at James, closing their eyes in regret. "Oh, don't let me interrupt you but…is it really necessary?"
Sirius walked behind Remus, and wrapped his arms around his new boyfriends' chest, Remus tried to look as though this meant nothing to him but he wasn't doing a very good job at it. "Maybe it is." Sirius said, then whispered something into Remus' ear kissing his neck passionately waiting for Remus' answer which was a shrug and a bit of a screwed up face.
"I have a free house for a week in the summer holidays, why don't you come over and the three of us can have a bit of fun for a night."
James at first didn't know exactly what he meant, but after careful thinking around Sirius precise choice of words and his evil suggestive tone, James suddenly knew what he meant by the THREE of them have some fun.
"No, Sirius, definitely not. I don't like you in that way."
Sirius pouted let go of Remus and went up to James and wrapped his arms around him. "Come on Jamesie, I know you want to." Sirius placed a hand James' stomach, his fingers trying to get under James' shirt.
To James' surprise he didn't recoil at Sirius' choice of hand rest. And he felt Sirius' lips on his neck, and his hand, which had now got into his shirt stroking his stomach. James closed his eyes and breathed deeply and Sirius hand decided to go a bit lower, and began to slowly unbutton his jeans.
James looked at Remus who was leaning against the wall looking as though he was quite enjoying watching the two of them. James then looked up at Sirius whose head was down and level with James'. Not believing his own daring James' eyes rapidly scanned Sirius' face, but lingered mainly on the boys lips, as James closed his eyes again, moving closer, their lips touched very slightly but the door burst open and their was a rather high pitched screech.