Title: Least Expected
Authors: DemonessOfPunishment and The Demonic Duo
Rating: R
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter.
Summary: Sirius leaves home for an all boys school, returning later to reunite with past friends and notices an unexpected change with one Remus Lupin. It seems that the librarian's tired of being "proper" and "prudish." AU, SLASH. SBRL.
Sirius sat in his studio, sharpening his dull pencils. Since he got home from Remus' the day before, he'd been drawing like a mad man. He stopped long enough to get a few hours of sleep, and that morning, he went to school, then shopping for the missing ingredients for the dinner he was making. He also rented a pretty decent movie that had a hilarious gay couple as the secondary characters. Once he made the preparations for dinner, he took a shower, washing off the mess he had made.
He thought of himself and Remus, the other man was always on his mind. The pictures had become more detailed as well, most of them now sexual acts between him and his friend. Sirius wasn't sure what he'd do if Remus ever founds these drawings.
He placed his pencils aside onto a rubber pad that was grooved to hold five different pencils and keep them from sliding off the moderately slanted desk. He grabbed some more loose-leaf paper and hovered over the pages. He sketched a cirular shape for the head and then drew a faintly innocent picture of him and Remus. Placing that one aside, he started on something new and didn't bother to stop himself from making it just as dirty as the few other pictures he drew.
Licking his lips, he eyed the picture carefully and placed it aside. He'd need a cold shower after this if he kept it up. His pants were starting to feel a bit too snug. He sketched a picture of him going down on Remus and cleared his throat, staring at the picture and letting his mind wander. Sirius decided to stop, so he placed the pencil back down and pushed away from the desk.
He breathed in slowly, calming himself down some before deciding that if he behaved well enough he'd be able to pass on the cold shower. Standing up, he turned and walked down the stairs, looking at the clock. It was three, so he could probably put the chicken he was marinading overnight in the oven. He had prepared green bean casserole after his errands and had also boiled some potatoes that he could mash up soon.
After Sirius put the chicken in, he took the pot of boiled potatoes, emptying the still warm water into the sink carefully and rinsing them off before dicing them up with a knife, putting butter and milk on them and mixing them in a seperate bowl, mixing it all up into a fine fluff before putting it aside and covering it with foil.
Walking over to the oven, he checked on the green bean casserole. Taking the pot holder, he pulled out the pan and examined it thoroughly. He was certain it would be done by the time Remus arrived. Putting it back inside the oven, he shut the door, and went to the fridge. Reaching inside, he pulled out a soda can and popped the stop, taking a long drink from it.
After downing three quarters of the drink, he slid onto the clean counter and slouched over. He was running out of things to keep himself busy. His house was pretty much packed away and in perfect condition save for two or three boxes. His furniture was safely stored in appropriate places and it was really looking like a home and not a storage unit.
Sirius was taken back by a rather soft knock on the door. He hopped off the counter, cursing when he knocked his drink over. He moved over to the door quickly, wrenching the door open only to blink stupidly at Remus.
Remus smiled back sheepishly, swiping his hair behind his ear. He was dressed in a soft pink button-up shirt with the same black vest when he first saw him. Sirius always loved Remus's outfits, he had a way with making casual clothes look sexy. "Sorry I'm so early, Sirius, but I've had nothing to do all day..."
Sirius grinned, finally saying; "It's okay, really, I was running out of things to do myself so it's all good."
Opening the door wider, Sirius watched Remus walk in, making a quick sweep over him with his eyes. He closed the door with a soft click before following him into the kitchen.
"Don't mind the mess, I was a bit clumbsy when I heard you knock. I thought it was Deidre... she's been giving me... odd looks lately."
Remus laughed, picking up the DVD case curiously. Sirius watched him read the back with a smile before grabbing a few paper towels and wiping up the small mess he made. Throwing away the paper towel mess, Sirius went over to Remus, gaining the other man's attention. "Dinner should be ready in half an hour, want to start the movie?" he asked.
Nodding, Remus walked with Sirius into the living room. Taking the video, Sirius went over and put it in the DVD player, grabbing the remote. Flicking the TV on while he was standing, the dark haired man went over to the couch, sitting next to Remus. "What's for dinner?" Remus questioned.
Sirius shrugged, placing his arms on the back of the couch, one behind Remus. He was struck with a vague thought of how half the cheesy romance movies were like this. All he needed was Remus to lean closer. "I'm not as fancy as you, so we're having chicken, potatoes, and green bean casserole," he stated.
"Doesn't have to be fancy, just edible." Remus teased, pulling his legs onto the couch, his knees brushing Sirius's thighs.
"Well, if I keep an ear open, I'll be able to hear the timer, hm?" Sirius murmured, skipping the previews and playing the movie with his remote. He kept the volume decently low, watching the beginning with mild interest. He'd seen this movie before and had thought it was wonderful, he just hoped Remus thought so as well.
Nodding, Remus sunk further into the couch as the beginning credits began to roll. A little ways into the movie, they watched as the knights rode off on their "horses". Remus found it so funny and ridiculous at the same time, but laughed all the same, as did Sirius. All of the knights were really on foot, with someone beating coconuts behind them.
When the movie was half over, the timer went off, and Sirius reluctantly got up, walking into the kitchen. Grabbing the oven mitt, he pulled down the door, pulling out the casserole and chicken, setting them on the stove top. Leaving against the counter, he waited for the food to cool before he would call Remus in. He could still hear the movie going, and knew he had picked out a good one.
He listened as Remus laughed again, smiling to himself at the musical sound. Getting impatient with the cooling off process, he placed a moderate serving of each on a plate and let it cool seperately while covering the rest and placing it back in the oven to keep it warm.
"Hey, puppy, it's finished." Sirius murmured as he peeked into the other room. "Want to eat it in there or keep it in the kitchen?"
Looking at Sirius, Remus glanced at the television before shrugging. "Which would you prefer?"
"Doesn't matter to me." The black-haired man said as he disappeared into the kitchen again. Remus was about to stand up as Sirius re-entered carrying two plates. He set them onto the table before exiting and returning with two drinks.
Smiling, Sirius sat down and pulled the table closer to them. Deciding against it, he pushed the table forward again and sat on the floor. Just as he was getting comfortable, a black blur appeared and jumped onto the table. Startled, Sirius snatched Padfoot before he could eat or touch anything.
"Bad! No jumping on the furniture!"
Remus laughed softly as Sirius put Padfoot in the hall and told him to stay there. Shaking his head, the long haired man went back over to the couch and sat in front of it. Remus moved down to sit next to him and took the plate handed to him.
Remus took a bite of the chicken and smiled approvingly. "This is great, Sirius," he said, turning to face his friend.
Sirius grinned. "Thanks. My aunts like cook and taught me how during the summer," he explained.
Remus nodded thoughtfully, taking another bite out of the food and watching the movie in silence with Sirius. The movie ended shortly after they both finished their meals, leaving Sirius cleaning up the mess while Remus ejected the movie and placed the dvd back into it's case.
"I'm going to go clean up, Siri, I'll be back down in a moment."
Sirius began washing the dishes, Remus moving up the stairs and walking into the bathroom to clean up. He washed his hands and face and dried them on a towel, gently.
After he approved of his appearance, he stepped out of the bathroom and blinked at the sight of a partially open door, remembering it to be Sirius's drawing studio. Curious, he walked over and peeked inside and turned the light on, blinking at the sight of pictures on Sirius's desk.
Remus glanced at the stairs, then back at the desk. Figuring Sirius would be busy for a while, he went over to the desk and sat down gently in the chair. He knew it was wrong to invade his friend's privacy, but Remus reached out and picked up the pictures from the desk.
Looking at the top two pictures, Remus was shocked to see that his friend had such an avid imagination. The last thing he expected his friend fo draw were scenes with a gay couple.
Flipping through the papers, his cheeks became redder and redder as he realised that it wasn't just a regular gay couple. It was Sirius and himself, he noted as he read a small caption that Sirius sketched into the picture.
"Remus, ya fall in?" Sirius called, causing Remus to jump and put the papers back on the desk hurriedly. Composing himself, he stepped out of the room and bounced down the stairs.
"No, Sirius." He sulked, still slightly red.
Sirius eyed his friend with silent question until he had to ask. "Are you feeling okay?" he asked. "You're turning red." He walked over to Remus and reached out to feel his forehead.
Remus nodded, moving away from the oncoming hand. "I'm fine, Sirius. Just a little hot." he lied.
Sirius blinked. "Well, do you want some ice cream? There's some in the freezer."
Remus sighed with a reassuring smile. "That would be nice," he stated.
The tawny haired man followed his friend into the kitchen, pulling a chair away from the table and sitting down as he watched Sirius take the bowls from the cabinets. He eyed Sirius's shoulders and back with appreciation, trailing his sight to Sirius's ass and smiling. Sirius had a fine behind, and wore pants tight enough for viewing pleasure.
"I've got chocolate and vanilla, want a scoop of each?" Sirius asked, already putting icecream into a bowl.
"Sure."
Sirius closed the cartons of ice cream, putting them away and grabbing two spoons. He placed them into the bowls, handing one to Remus and keeping the other for himself. Remus sat at the table, ice cream in front of him as he slowly ate the frozen treat. He watched Sirius out of the corner of his eyes as he wrapped his tongue around the cold metal spoon, slowly pulling the mixture of ice cream from the surface, into his hot mouth.
Making a somewhat strangled noise, Remus disguised it by putting a spoonful in his mouth and smiling almost too happily at Sirius. Grinning back, Sirius went back to blissfully eating his icecream, leaving Remus flushed and embarassed. Squirming in his seat, he concentrated on his icecream, licking it off of the spoon quietly.
After a long and almost agonizing dessert, they both finished and Sirius was able to rinse the dishes off and smile lazily at Remus.
They both remained in their positions, silent for a moment until Sirius asked Remus a question.
"Do you have plans for tomorrow?"
Remus pondered this for a long moment, rolling his plans over in his mind. He had morning classes the next day, and he also had some business to attend to concerning the library, but the afternoon was mostly free and he told Sirius this.
Sirius smiled, nodding and dried his hands off before striding over to Remus.
"That's fine, for me." Stated Sirius casually. "I've got work in the morning, and I'm sure by the time you're finished with your things, I'll be done. Want to come over again?" He paused. "Or we can meet somewhere."
Remus beamed. "We can meet at that restaraunt again, if you want. I'm usually pretty hungry after class and work and such."
Sirius chuckled, accepting the deal, allowing Remus to stand up before staring at him in an almost akward silence. They both moved into the livingroom and for the longest while they were silent, taking eachother in.
Remus had his arms hanging loosely by his side, staring shyly at the ground and thinking of the pictures that he found in Sirius's miniature studio up the stairs. He wondered briefly if he was reading too much into the pictures. Sure, the picture looked like him in a sense, but it didn't necessarily have to be him. It could have just been a coincidence.
Looking up at Sirius who seemed to get more flustered and anxious with the silence, he smiled and wondered if he should take the chance. Sirius obviously wasn't opposed to it, and if he were to reject Remus's advances, they'd still be friends, right? Sure, his heart would rip through the walls of his stomach and lie in it like a heavy weight, but he wouldn't lose Sirius all together. At least, that's what he hoped.
"You've changed a lot, you know," Remus said timidly, breaking the silence between them. He smiled softly as he continued. "I remember when you had messy hair, those horrid glasses, and didn't care about school. But now, you'd give a few cheerleaders a run for their money."
Sirius couldn't help but grin. "I remember a lot of plaid," he teased. "But, everyone's changed, even our forever dorky friend, James."
"He has, although he can still be immature when he wants." He stated.
Remus nodded, the conversation dropping almost as soon as it started. Sirius squirmed slightly and Remus resisted the erge to giggle at this.
"So, um, I guess you have other places to go, right?" Sirius asked. "I mean, you don't want to spend forever and a day here, and I'm sure you need to get ready for tomorrow."
Remus nodded, smiling slightly at Sirius' childlike shyness. "Yeah, I need to get my books and things ready for tomorrow," he said, walking towards the door with Sirius. "This was fun, we should do it again."
"Really? Well, how about this weekend, at your place?" Sirius suggested, beaming at the other man.
Remus laughed gently. "I'd like that very much," he stated. They both stopped right in front of the door, just standing there. The silence between them was thick, both waiting for the other to end the visit first, but the words never came.
"So, I'll--" They both started at once, then stopped, laughing.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Remus," Sirius said, giving the smaller man a quick hug. Nodding, Remus stared off silently, thinking over the picture once more. With a sigh, he decided to take a chance, stepping up to Sirius, a slightly blush already on his cheeks. "Hey, Remus, are you okay?" he asked.
Remus nodded with a smile, leaning up with a bravery he didn't know he had, and pressed his lips to Sirius'. He could sense the surprise that the cartoonist felt, but refused to give up. Reaching out, his hand grasped the hem of Sirius' shirt, reach up and wrapping an arm around his neck, slowly moving his lips against his.
He became almost giddy, feeling Sirius' arms wrap around his waist, pulling him close as their kiss deepened, feeling the tip of the other man's tongue lap against his bottom lip, asking for entrance. He granted it, parting his lips slightly, feeling the small appendage push forward, exploring every location it could. Remus gasped softly, feeling the feather light touch of Sirius' fingers brushing against his stomach.
They stumbled over eachother, refusing to break the kiss and trying to push closer to the other before finding the doorframe to use as balance. Uncomfortable as it was, Remus refused to break the akward and thrilling kiss and whimpered when Sirius did. Sirius delicately rested his forhead against Remus's, taking his hands out of Remus's shirt while the librarian wondered when that happened. Placing his hands on Remus's hips, he smiled.
"So, this weekend, your place, right?"
Remus stared at him, his heart racing. "...yeah."
Sirius's deep eyes peered at him from under the dark locks, dancing mischieviously. "I'll see you for lunch tomorrow and definitely on the weekend."
Remus blushed lightly, beaming at him. "Okay."
Sharing another, tempting kiss, Remus stepped away from the house and walked across the lawn towards his car. Sirius watched him with a small, lopsided grin. He waved, watching Remus drive slowly down the street before he slammed the door and screamed excitedly. He danced and bounced around a bit, sighing in content before catching a glimpse of his neighbor Deidre staring at him.
She stood there, appauled by his behavior. Deidre was in her pyjamas, holding a glass of milk and a motorhead magazine, her eyes widened.
Not at all phased by her non-violent behavior, Sirius beamed, screamed a loud hello, and went running up the stairs to his room like a very excited child.