Summary: A series of mini stories mapping the awkward journey from boy to man - and all the pit stops in between. Slash, SB/RL.
Rating: Somewhere within the range of NC-17, I think. It has boys touching themselves blush. I have never written this sort of scene before, it makes me nervous g.
Distribution: I don't see why anyone would want it, but if you do, just give me a yell as to where it is, so I can grin and point when I visit.
Disclaimer: Well, I certainly don't own them grumble. All praise JKR and all her slashy undertones g.
Author's Note: This is my first Harry Potter, first Sirius/Remus and first slash fic ever. Certainly not my first fanfic period, but - well. You catch my drift. Enjoy.
Three: Silk and Satin
Remus chooses to do it in the shower, early in the morning when he wakes and no one is yet up to question the pink flush across his cheeks or the musky smell of the steamy bathroom. The shower does not quite scald his sensitive skin, but the heat is enough so the spray on his back keeps him grounded to reality. The reality being he is alone, hot, and harder than usual because once again Sirius has chosen Remus' bed over his own and has dismissed the notion of pajamas altogether, settling instead for silky boxers that hug certain parts of him and make sleep rather difficult for Remus. So it leads him to this moment, one arm braced against the wall, eyes blinded by sheets of water and stinging from soap, and a hand wrapped firmly around his shaft, pumping with frantic desire and little pace or awkward sensitivity. When he comes, liquid sliding across his parted fingers he can't help the images racing through his mind, and later he will come up with the most logic of excuses to explain them away, but for now they are clouded dreams of piercing silver and sinuous silk. They are nervous glances and barking laughs and someone so wildly free it frightens Remus. That someone is not curvy, nor especially soft, and the voice that rings softly through his mind is deep with maturity Remus isn't sure he has. He. The boy who gives shape to his want and calms his cravings.
Sirius allows himself the setting of his own bed, sometimes at night but usually in the morning, after Remus has snuck into the bathroom and the loss of warmth beside him causes Sirius to wake. He almost allows himself to hope his friend has not noticed the arousal his presence causes Sirius, when their legs tangle during the night or Remus' hands brush his hipbones and create yet more sensations for Sirius to dwell over in his own bed, unused and cold. He pauses to inhale the sheets, the scents of the two boys still lingering, mixing together to create mouth-watering temptation. A deep groan escapes his lips and his erection twitches in unfulfilled need. Sirius considers relieving it right here, but knows Remus will smell it on the sheets and never allow him in his bed again, so he slips out of the covers and stumbles to his own, perfectly made bed, slipping under the cold covers that do nothing for the want hidden in his boxers. When he touches himself the sighs that emanate from his lips are those of relief, of unresolved want, of pure desire. The sheets' red colour deepens with moisture, his sweat and his semen, and in his haze he reaches out to the empty space beside him, clutching with one hand the sheets and with the other the pulsing between his legs. Hips lurch forward and the onslaught of images as he lets go are not excused nor explained, as Sirius understands this desire and refuses to cheapen it with questioning and denial.
Little boys do not desire each other.
---Author's Notes: Thank you to everyone who reviewed so kindly this time! I wrote a huge rant about this in my livejournal ) and it made my day to hear that people are reading it who actually have taste (or at least, aren't homophobic). Thank you!
Glinda – I already praised you in my LJ g but I will say it again: thank you for making my day, and not discouraging me from continuing to post this story! It was very good of you to review, thank you soso much!
Seraphina Pyra – Thank you, it's great to hear those kind words. XD
0o (vergaravisigoth) - laughs I hope this is quick enough ... ? Thanks so much for the praise, it makes my day!
Rae Roberts – As far as first reviews go, this one was so nice. Thank you!