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Chapter 3

Sirius silently crept through the portrait. It was a little before five a.m. The pale morning light had just begun to drift in through the windows. Sirius rubbed his hands over eyes and tear-stained face and up through his blue-black locks.

Quietly slipping out of his shoes, Sirius began making his way up the stairs to the boy's dormitories. Sirius' heart pounded faster with every step. It thundered in his ears, louder and louder, to the point where he just knew it would surely wake someone. Pausing in front of his door, Sirius took a deep breath. Trembling, he gripped the doorknob and turned it. The door swung open, creaking slightly. Sirius winced and rushed through, clicking the door shut behind him.

It was pitch black in the room, save for the light filtering in through the curtains. Sirius dropped his shoes by the door and loosened his tie, all while moving toward Remus' bed. Sirius quietly parted the hangings around Moony's four-poster to see if he was asleep, only to find an empty bed.

"Sirius?"

Sirius jerked Remus' hangings shut and turned quickly on his heel. It was Remus... in his bed... shirtless. The faint lighting seemed to make each of his scars stand out against his milky skin. His soft, brown hair was tousled from restless sleep, amber eyes reflecting fear. He was, by far, the sexiest thing Sirius had ever seen.

"Sirius? Is that you?"

Sirius moved out of the shadows, still staring, jaw slack. Giving himself a mental shake, Sirius desperately willed himself to calm down.

"Yeah, it's me... Just go back to sleep... here, I'll take your bed." he murmured, turning back to Remus' bed and pulling back the hangings. 'Please, just stay over there... Merlin, if he comes over here... I won't be able to control myself...'

"Siri?"

He felt a hand alight on his back. 'Oh no...'

"Paddy, I wanted to apologize for earlier... I was just... surprised. But, it was ok! It really was, and if you ever wanted to... give it another try…"

Sirius whirled around and caught Remus' face in his hands. Remus gasped. Sirius' pupils were huge, dilated with need. His breath was coming in short gasps.

A moan gently escaped Sirius' lips as he pulled Remus close. "Oh, Moony… you have no idea what you're doing to me…"

Remus whimpered as he felt Sirius nip at his earlobe. "S-Siri…us… oh, Merlin…" Remus' knees gave out. Sirius grinned and held the werewolf up as he continued his assault on Moony's ear.

"Merlin can't save you now…" Sirius whispered, kissing the soft flesh.

Remus grimaced. "Wanker…" He muttered. Sirius laughed and pressed his lips against Moony's, all the while gently pushing him toward his bed. Remus felt the mattress hit the back of his knees. Sirius gathered Remus up into his arms and fell back onto the bed. Remus rolled on top of him and immediately began to grind his hips against Sirius'.

"Remus… wait…" Sirius hissed, and dug his fingers into Remus' thighs. Remus' eyes fluttered shut as he slowly rode out his desire. Sirius gasped and squeezed his eyes shut. Suddenly he threw his head back, his whole body completely rigid. "Remus!" he cried out. Just the sound of Sirius screaming his name caused Remus to topple over the edge.

Remus froze, wide-eyed. His heart was pounding, the blood rushed to his ears. Suddenly he felt very light-headed. Curling up against Sirius, he gasped for air. Sirius gently smoothed his hair. Remus jumped and took Sirius' hand in his own, kissing the knuckles. He was still too sensitive to be touched.

"Give me… a minute… I'm sorry, Siri…" he whispered. Sirius smiled, and moved to roll off the other side of the bed. "No! I didn't mean leave! I just…" Sirius quieted him with a tender kiss.

"I know, Rem. I'm just going to get my wand."

Remus watched as his lover crossed the room and retrieved his wand off of the nightstand. Sirius uttered a cleansing charm for himself and Remus. Sirius crawled back into bed, Remus immediately curling around him. Sirius smiled.

"Don't get too comfortable, Moony. Classes are in an hour," he whispered.

Remus yawned. "Hang classes. I'm exhausted. You've worn me out, Mr. Black."

Sirius sat straight up in the bed. "Remus John Lupin, skiv off classes? Are you ill?" he asked, jokingly.

Remus pinned him to the mattress. "It's Saturday, you prat. Now go back to sleep!"

Sirius laughed and pulled Remus close. "Arse," he whispered, just before drifting off to sleep.