"And the other one said, ' Oh my gosh, A talking muffin'." The lewd girls under Sirius' arms laughed boisterously, obviously intoxicated. The smell of sweat and foreign cigar smoke floated though the masses of tangled bodies, as Suffragette City played in the background. Ruining her thin finger down his cheek, the taller of the two, a Chinese beauty with glossy crimson lips, kissed Sirius' neck tenderly.

"Wait, I don't get it." The vivacious brunette on his right muttered, taking another sip of her drink. She reached up and ran her soft hands with polish nails though Sirius' hair, making chills run up his spine. She licked her lips and looked into his azure eyes seductively. "Please explain it to me."

"Its quite simple, milady" Sirius whispered as he kicked the 'exit' door open since both arms were occupied. He ticked the supple skin under her chin and kissed her rosy lips for a brief moment, as the other girl bit his earlobe. "Basically, he was also a talking muffin and he was shocked that the other one was."

The dense girl sucked the tip of her finger. "Oh, I understand now." Teasingly, the petite one looked away and flipped her hair as if she had no interest in him, which was definitely not true. Sirius twisted his finger in her coffee hair and, hoping he would recoil from the other girl, she took a step forward. He moved his arm down to her waist, and thinking it was her, paid a faint moan no notice. However the chocolate-haired girl screamed, for she was stepping on the collar of a young man lying on the ground, a boy by the name of Remus J. Lupin.

*****

Leave it to you to run a perfectly good rendezvous, Sirius Black thought, as he held the cold washcloth on Remus' forehead. He wasn't lying when he said he didn't do well at parties. Remus groaned and curled himself into a ball on Sirius' four poster bed as Sirius swung his legs up and leaned against the backboard. He shook Remus by the shoulder lightly, but all he did was give a muffled cry and tug at the waistband of Sirius' flannel pajama bottoms.

"Still unconscious, are we?" Sirius said out loud this time, letting Remus rest his head on his bare chest. "I would take you to Pomfrey, but she would know something was going on. Don't want to have a top student getting in trouble, now do we?" Remus tensed up and grabbed the back of Sirius' neck, almost like in his dream he was falling. "You'll be okay, though." Sirius slide his arm under Remus and pulled him close. He pushed the fallen brown lock of Remus' hair behind his ear and hummed the song he had heard in the pub earlier that night. "Hmm, you're even sort of cute when you're helpless." Of course he was, Sirius thought. But then again, with his green hazel flaked eyes, pale skin, and chaotic light brown strands, how could he not be. Sweet, funny ,smart, responsible, face it he was perfect. Yet Sirius knew all he would ever get from that boy were dirty looks every time he brought a girl to bed and sarcastic remarks ever time they talked.

"If you didn't hate me so much, I would kiss you right now." Sirius said as he undid Remus buttons in order to change him into his night robes. Sirius slide off Remus pants and crossed top the dresser, and looked though it, puzzled. He crossed to Remus' truck and shut it after a brief moment.

" Not here, either. Where do you keep those darn things." Sirius yawned, sitting back down on the bed and shaking his head to wake himself back up. "You think you could have left them in a heap on the bathroom floor? I'll go…" But whatever Sirius was going to say was never said, because he fell asleep before he could finish it.

*****

The first rays of the morning sun were beginning to shine though the bared windows, casting a twisted cross over the sleeping two. Remus buried his face into Sirius chest and breathed in, realizing his head was throbbing. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut to block the sun and tugged at Sirius hair.

"Adrian" Remus moaned and snapped one eye open. But Adrian wasn't there, only Sirius. Remus sat straight up, ignoring the pain in his head, and with a quivering hand shook Sirius.

"What?" Sirius groaned into his pillow, untangling his leg from Remus'. Remus breathing became really short and quick, and he rubbed his forehead with his palm.

"W-W-Why, m-m-may I ask, am I in your bed?" Remus sat up on his knees and realizing he was only wearing boxer, he pulled the sheets up to his neck.

"Cause last night.."

"Cause last night what?" Remus yelled, still stuttering. Remus paused a moment, not like he was thinking about what he was going to say, but like he was too afraid to say it. "D-D-Did we sleep together or something?" Sirius laughed, rowdily, snorting wildly into the sheets. He cover his head with his pillow, yet it did not muffle the sound at all.

"Well, did we?" Remus said nervous, not seeing what was so funny about the matter.

"Remus" Sirius rolled over to look up at his angel, laughing so hard tears were running down his check. His stomach was tying in knots and his throat was beginning to hurt. He sat up, shielding the sun from his eyes with his hand. Tears were also running down Remus check, Sirius became conscious of, but not because he was laughing. His checks were bright red, his mouth was half open , and he was trembling uncontrollably. "What's wrong?"

"Sirius" Remus replied though heavy sobs. Sirius took Remus in his arms who heaved a sigh into Sirius' shoulder. His hot breath sent Sirius into instant bliss, he smelled like coffee, bread, and pine needles. "Werewolves, like myself, only take one mate in a lifetime. The first we you know, do it with, we have to spend the rest of our life with them, no matter what. Without them we would literally die and we can love no one else. Sirius, don't tell anyone about this, but last night I met someone and he was gorgeous and charming. He was also four years older than me, which I know isn't legal, but we just had everything in common. And it seemed like I may actually have a chance with this guy, because I really fancied him and I felt like he was really be fond of me too. Like it wouldn't matter if I was a werewolf. And if we… then this guy and I couldn't… S-S-So did we?" Sirius casted his eyes downward, feeling almost guilty for what he was thinking and what he was going to say.

"You mean if we had sex, you could never leave me, no matter how much you hated me or wanted to be with someone else because I already have the title of your mate? You'd die if we parted?" Remus nodded. Is this really the answer to my prayers, Sirius wondered, or just the devil trying to lead me down the wrong path? Remus only thought this guy would make him happy, they had only known each other for one night, that had a chance of not falling though. Where Sirius knew having Remus was going to make him happy for the rest of his life. Was lying to Remus better than not having him at all?

"Yeah, we slept together."