Hands seem to be everywhere. Touching everything. Every inch of his body,
stroking softly, timidly, unsure. Sirius stroked the thin body beneath
him, moaning as a warm wet tongue ran up the side of his neck. Soft lips
yielded to his, sighing contentedly as his tongue dominated it.
"Sirius......."
Sirius moved his lips down the pliant neck, nipping and sucking, no doubt leaving marks. He ran his strong hands over the bare torso and undid the belt buckle and unzipped the pants. He hesitated for a moment, dipping his fingertip into the boy's belly button.
"oh.....Sirius......"
He slipped his hand down the boxers and explored the 'excitement' he found there. Remus was wonderfully responsive. Funny how an inexperienced virgin could respond so well, turn him on so much. He had been so shy, so afraid. Yet now, here he was thrusting his hips wildly, moaning loudly, his head thrown back in ecstasy. Remus' hands clawed at Sirius' back, up his neck and tangled themselves in his hair.
"Sirius.........oh god............"
Ofcourse he remembered that night. Yes there had been quite a lot of alcohol in his body, but not enough to make him forget the experience of Remus. Not enough to make him forget what Remus felt like in his mouth. What it felt like to be inside of Remus. Thrusting into his virgin body, eyes looking up at him with such trust, a body that was willing to do anything he asked of it.
He only wondered it Remus remembered it. Well ofcourse he did! Remus wasn't drunk. Remus hardly ever drank. Sirius remembered how sad and quiet Remus had been for weeks after that night. It wasn't that Sirius regretted what had happened, he didn't. It was just that somethings were better left as they were. They were young. How old had they been? 17? What did Remus want? A life long commitment? Sirius had never been able to give that to anyone. Well, even if he had of had the chance to, he doubted he would have.
It wasn't that he didn't care about Remus. He did, he loved him. As a friend. A friend he felt a strange urge to have sex with once. But that was it! Maybe, had he not been wrongfully sent to Azkban, things might have gone differently. But then again, he doubted it. He was always one to play the field, keep his options open. Remus was the opposite. He probably would have wanted them to settle down, buy a house with a white picket fence..........hell even adopt kids! Well, maybe that was a slight exaggeration.
"Ahhhhh...............so I see it's your turn to stay up all night, is it?"
Sirius half turned in the chair to find Remus standing in the doorway, wearing pajama pants and a fitted tank top. "Hmmmm.......well I figured I'd be nice and let you have your own bed tonight."
A soft chuckle, "that's very kind of you."
Remus sat down in a chair opposite Sirius, "However, I'm not very tired tonight."
"But you are always tired." Sirius noticed that Remus' eyes had bags under them, he had been looking even more thin than usual.
"I just don't feel like sleeping tonight, I guess"
They sat in silence for several minutes, Sirius staring out the window, Remus staring at him.
"Did I interrupt something?"
Sirius looked back briefly at Remus, "what do you mean?"
"well, you looked deep in thought when I came in here."
Sirius sighed, "I was just thinking.......about the past."
"I see..............anything specific?"
"Yes." Sirius said , looking away from Remus again. He wondered if Remus had had any other lovers than him. It seemed reasonable that he would have, though even before he was sent away he couldn't remember Remus having any.
"Care to share?" Remus asked, when Sirius did not give anything further.
"Um...... I'd better not."
"Are you sure? You seem like you may need to talk about something?"
"Do I? Why is that?" Sirius inquired.
"Oh...well.........I don't know.........you just seem very quiet, most unlike you....."
"Cant a man sit quietly?"
"yes a man can, but you, no!"
"hmmm............yes well.........." Sirius suddenly thought of something "I have an idea!"
"OH no!" Remus said in mock fright. "haha! How about I'll tell you what I was thinking about tonight, if you tell me what you were thinking about last night?"
"Sirius......."
Sirius moved his lips down the pliant neck, nipping and sucking, no doubt leaving marks. He ran his strong hands over the bare torso and undid the belt buckle and unzipped the pants. He hesitated for a moment, dipping his fingertip into the boy's belly button.
"oh.....Sirius......"
He slipped his hand down the boxers and explored the 'excitement' he found there. Remus was wonderfully responsive. Funny how an inexperienced virgin could respond so well, turn him on so much. He had been so shy, so afraid. Yet now, here he was thrusting his hips wildly, moaning loudly, his head thrown back in ecstasy. Remus' hands clawed at Sirius' back, up his neck and tangled themselves in his hair.
"Sirius.........oh god............"
Ofcourse he remembered that night. Yes there had been quite a lot of alcohol in his body, but not enough to make him forget the experience of Remus. Not enough to make him forget what Remus felt like in his mouth. What it felt like to be inside of Remus. Thrusting into his virgin body, eyes looking up at him with such trust, a body that was willing to do anything he asked of it.
He only wondered it Remus remembered it. Well ofcourse he did! Remus wasn't drunk. Remus hardly ever drank. Sirius remembered how sad and quiet Remus had been for weeks after that night. It wasn't that Sirius regretted what had happened, he didn't. It was just that somethings were better left as they were. They were young. How old had they been? 17? What did Remus want? A life long commitment? Sirius had never been able to give that to anyone. Well, even if he had of had the chance to, he doubted he would have.
It wasn't that he didn't care about Remus. He did, he loved him. As a friend. A friend he felt a strange urge to have sex with once. But that was it! Maybe, had he not been wrongfully sent to Azkban, things might have gone differently. But then again, he doubted it. He was always one to play the field, keep his options open. Remus was the opposite. He probably would have wanted them to settle down, buy a house with a white picket fence..........hell even adopt kids! Well, maybe that was a slight exaggeration.
"Ahhhhh...............so I see it's your turn to stay up all night, is it?"
Sirius half turned in the chair to find Remus standing in the doorway, wearing pajama pants and a fitted tank top. "Hmmmm.......well I figured I'd be nice and let you have your own bed tonight."
A soft chuckle, "that's very kind of you."
Remus sat down in a chair opposite Sirius, "However, I'm not very tired tonight."
"But you are always tired." Sirius noticed that Remus' eyes had bags under them, he had been looking even more thin than usual.
"I just don't feel like sleeping tonight, I guess"
They sat in silence for several minutes, Sirius staring out the window, Remus staring at him.
"Did I interrupt something?"
Sirius looked back briefly at Remus, "what do you mean?"
"well, you looked deep in thought when I came in here."
Sirius sighed, "I was just thinking.......about the past."
"I see..............anything specific?"
"Yes." Sirius said , looking away from Remus again. He wondered if Remus had had any other lovers than him. It seemed reasonable that he would have, though even before he was sent away he couldn't remember Remus having any.
"Care to share?" Remus asked, when Sirius did not give anything further.
"Um...... I'd better not."
"Are you sure? You seem like you may need to talk about something?"
"Do I? Why is that?" Sirius inquired.
"Oh...well.........I don't know.........you just seem very quiet, most unlike you....."
"Cant a man sit quietly?"
"yes a man can, but you, no!"
"hmmm............yes well.........." Sirius suddenly thought of something "I have an idea!"
"OH no!" Remus said in mock fright. "haha! How about I'll tell you what I was thinking about tonight, if you tell me what you were thinking about last night?"