Author's notes: Glad you guys liked the last chapter. Hopefully you'll enjoy this one, too!
And now, Sakai Michiba presents:
Shy
Part 8 of the Smitten series
Remus's head was spinning as he and Sirius walked down the corridors on their way back to Gryffindor Tower. He could feel his palm sweating against Sirius's, could feel his fingers trembling against the back of the other's hand, and he swallowed as he felt their shoulders touch. He could not seem to look at him now, and he kept licking his lower lip because he could taste the kiss there.
His kiss with Lily had been nothing like that. Sirius's kiss was searing, cutting him through to the very core and burning him in such an erotic way that he was embarrassed to think it. His cheeks were radiating heat, looking as though he had been sunburned. "Remus!" he heard Sirius exclaim, and when he looked up at him, pale and shaky, Sirius laughed. "You're crushing my fingers…"
All the color drained from Remus's face and he let go of Sirius's hand, feeling sick. He was going to mess this up, he knew. Somehow he was going to make Sirius hate him in the midst of all of this. "Sorry," he whispered, and he wrung his hands nervously.
"Remus," Sirius said quietly, and he stopped walking, looking over at Remus with a grin. "What are you flustered about?" He laughed as Remus avoided his gaze, and he looked around to make sure they were alone before he seized the other around the waist. Despite the fact that Remus would not look him in the eyes, the kiss they shared then was easy and sweet. Sirius grinned at him when he pulled back, touching his cheek with his fingertips and blushing just a little. "Come on; stop wasting time. We need to talk…"
Remus's eyes lit up and he grinned boyishly before he took Sirius's hand again, letting him lead him by the hand back up to their tower and through the portrait. Remus let go of Sirius's hand when they stepped into the common room, not wanting anyone to see them touching like that, and he nodded to Peter before he hurried upstairs, letting Sirius into the dormitory before he closed the door. "What are we going to talk about?" he asked quietly, nibbling on his lower lip nervously.
Sirius grinned and moved his hands around Remus to rest on his lower back. "I want to talk to you about…um…me wanting to kiss you," he claimed, feeling suddenly quite shy. "I want to, you know."
Remus blushed and looked down at the ground a moment before he looked him in the face again. "I'd like you to as well," he claimed, and he shuddered when Sirius kissed along the curvature of his neck. Feeling as though he would suddenly melt into a puddle of Remus-goo, he clung to Sirius for support, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. "Ah…"
That monosyllable made Sirius warmer than he had ever been, and he pulled back to look Remus in the eyes. When Moony's eyes opened again, Sirius grinned at him almost shyly and shook his head. "We can't tell anybody yet," he said quietly, chortling as Remus nodded with a look of absolute ecstasy.
"Can't tell anybody what?" James came out of the bathroom, a towel over his head and his hands furiously working it to dry his hair. Sirius and Remus leapt apart, Remus's hands behind his back and Sirius's hands covering the bulge in his trousers. James removed the towel and stared at them, seeing immediately that they were hiding something from him. "…Oh. Sounded like you had a bird in here…You guys weren't snogging or anything, were you?" He cocked an eyebrow.
"Sorry, but I only snog Lily," Remus snarked, and he went over to his four poster, tugging the curtains closed once he was inside.
James's eyes widened and he snarled, starting to stalk over to the bed before Sirius grabbed him by the shoulders. "James, he can kick your ass. Remember that? Go on; get out of here. I need to talk to Moony alone. Please?" Sirius said, pushing him toward the door. James gave him an odd glare before he left the dorm, closing the door a little too loudly.
Sirius sighed and slipped over to Remus's bed, creeping in between the curtains and reaching for him in the dark. "He doesn't know when to give up," he said quietly as he felt Remus's arms wrap around him and pull him down, and he grinned as he peered at him in the dark. "What should we call ourselves?"
"Don't care," Remus said quietly, and he laughed as Sirius nibbled at his ear. "S-stop that, Sirius. I…don't want to just be some shag, okay? You have a reputation for snogging whoever comes along and I…uh…" He slowly trailed off as Sirius kissed the corners of his mouth and his cheeks.
"You're not some shag, Moony. I'd be done with you by now if you were." He moved to lie beside, him, embracing him while he kissed his jaw. "It's different with you." This was whispered in hardly more than a breath, and he touched Remus on his hip before he kissed him deeply on the lips. "I'll take care of you," he whispered against the kisses, and judging by Remus's moaning, he was sure this was the right thing to say.
After a few moments of sliding their tongues together, Remus pulled back and looked at him in the dark. "I guess I should go talk to James, shouldn't I?" he asked, and he sifted his fingers through Sirius's wonderfully silky hair.
Sirius sighed, giving a nod. "If you don't…He'll probably try to kill you in your sleep and that would be detrimental to all the things I need to teach you." He cackled when Remus leapt out of bed as though he had been scalded, and he sat up. "Yes, go talk to James. Please. I'd like him to be alive after trying to attack you in the middle of the night…"
