Now, Sakai Michiba presents:
Exposed
Part 12 of the Smitten series
Remus spent a week in the Hospital Wing before Madam Pomfrey would let him go back to Gryffindor Tower. Sirius had stayed with him the entire time, only leaving for classes and sometimes not even bothering with that. This was not only an annoyance to Madam Pomfrey, but sometimes to Remus as well. "Sirius," he would say, sitting up and glaring at him. "You've been staring at me for ages! Get off your bum and go do something!" And so Sirius would stand up and stretch before he stood beside Moony's bed and leaned over to kiss him.
"There. That's doing something."
Remus had sighed in exasperation at least three thousand times that week, but secretly, he enjoyed it. Seeing Sirius so concerned and devoted to him was heartening, and if he could move properly, he would have latched onto him more than once. He was sad that he had to resort to sitting there and accepting a light snog now and then. When Poppy came in and told him that he was free to go, but that he should be careful, he nearly leapt out of bed. Sirius, at the time, was in class, and so he sighed to think that he would have to walk all the way back to Gryffindor by himself.
He was perhaps halfway there when he could not walk anymore from exhaustion. A week in bed had been very bad for him, and even the smallest excursion such as this one was agonizing. He moved to lean against the wall and rest, sighing as he heard the bell for class change. Maybe someone would come up this way.
The minute the bell rang, Sirius ran down the hallways for the Hospital Wing, getting to the door and panting like mad as he hung on the doorframe. Remus's bed was empty. Clapping his hands, he whisked away from the door and through the castle, hair a black banner behind him.
Remus smiled as he caught sight of his winded lover running in his direction, and when he called to him, Sirius tripped over his awkward feet and fell to the floor, skidding a few feet. "Moony," he gasped from the floor, and he looked up at him with a devil's grin. "She let you out!"
"I hadn't noticed," Remus said quietly as Sirius picked himself up from the ground. There was a moment between them when they said nothing, just looked at each other, but then Sirius was slipping his arms around his boyfriend's waist carefully and drawing him as close as he could without causing pain. "Hello there," Remus breathed, wrapping his arms around Sirius's neck there in the middle of the corridor between classes. He did not give a damn. "Did you come to help me up to the Tower?"
"No sir," Sirius said quietly, and he moved to bury his face in Remus's neck. "But I did come to ah…help you up." He flicked his tongue along the pale skin of Remus's neck, tasting medicine on him that made him pull a face. "Oh God. You're having a shower. You taste like the Potions classroom smells."
Damn, Remus thought, and he blushed for a moment before he looked down at the touching of their chests. "I…can't stand long enough to take a shower by…by myself, I think," he whispered. Sirius gawked at him before he gave a near-frantic nod.
"I'll come in with you, then," he said quietly, and when he saw Remus's pretty blush, he gulped and let go of him, grabbing the bag of Potions Pomfrey had sent along for Remus, and he reached out to take Remus's hand. Together, although nervous, they walked up the steps to their dormitory, quite too shy to look at one another as they grew closer to the portrait of the Fat Lady. When they went through and up to the bedroom, Sirius shyly looked over at Remus. "You're…okay with this?"
Remus snorted, trying to hide how very terrifying this step was to him. "Don't be a baby, Sirius," he demanded, and he set his stuff down before he gathered his shower things, taking a deep breath before he turned his back to Sirius. "Doesn't mean you can watch me get in the nuddy pants, though. 'M not stripping for the likes of you." His eyes gave a playful twinkle, and he unbuttoned his shirt before sliding it off. The trousers were easy, as were the shoes and socks, too: they had all seen one another in pants before, but never anything less. Standing there in the quiet dormitory, he paused as he played with the waistband of them a little, knowing he was stalling. "You aren't watching me, are you?"
Sirius was staring at him with wide eyes, watching him uncover inch by inch of skin that he had never before the past few weeks thought that he would get to see. "No, I'm not watching," he lied, knowing Moony would not look over his shoulder, and he felt his cheeks light aflame and his pants tighten as Remus slid those boxers down over his hips and let them fall to the ground. "Have mercy," Sirius breathed, taking in the sight of Remus like that, and without even thinking about it, he strode up behind him and took him in his arms from behind.
Remus felt himself blush all over, but he leaned back into Sirius, his arms coming up to rest on the other's. "You watched me," he accused softly, looking down at the ground with a terribly embarrassed smile. He did not care at all, especially now that Sirius was holding him, warm and soft in his robes against bare skin.
"I didn't." Sirius kissed Remus's hair for a moment before he let him go, undressing very quickly behind him and swallowing before he pulled him against him again, half-erect from the tension. His semi-arousal pressed against Remus's arse, and he felt the other shudder. "Come take a shower with me?"
Remus had been terribly embarrassed, hearing Sirius undress behind him, but suddenly Sirius was not only naked, but touching him with that nakedness. He did not quite want to move, more comfortable here in the nude with Sirius pushing half-hard against him than he thought he ever would be in the shower, but Sirius was soon dragging him off to the shower and turning on the hot water, taking a deep sigh before he turned around to catch his first glimpse of Moony from the front. He thought his eyes were going to bug out of his head, and Remus blushed, pushing him back into the falling water. "Get in the shower and stop gawking at my bits!" he squawked, and he stepped into the shower as well.
"B-but you're…you're too short to have that sort of…of equipment!" Sirius hissed, and he stared at him, his black hair plastering itself to his scalp. He was suddenly quite shy of his own endowment, and he looked down, comparing them. "I—"
Remus quickly strode forward, a tomato-red, and pushed Sirius up against the wall of the shower, looking into his eyes for a moment before he crushed their lips together. He took another step closer and they were touching all over, bits to bits and chests to chests; he did not want to waste time listening to how well-endowed he was when he could be doing this.
Sirius's eyes slammed shut and he whimpered into the kiss as his arms slipped around Remus, one hand clutching his shoulder-blade and the other groping his wet arse. Oh God, he was glad Remus was out of the hospital wing. They could have been doing this ages ago—why hadn't they? Oh yes, he remembered, and then it was gone again as the soaked Remus moved to kiss his neck. "Nngh…I love you, Moony…"
"You…what the flying fuck?" Both Remus and Sirius gave a terrible start as they heard this from the doorway, and they turned to see Peter staring at them in horror. "S-Sirius…Remus…I…Ewww…" he managed to stammer, and he hurried out of the shower area.
Remus gingerly put his face in his hands and leaned against Sirius. "Oh God…OhGodohGodohGod…" he moaned, and he shook his head. "He's gonna tell James…" He could already hear footsteps pounding up the stairs, and he looked frantically at Sirius. "Do something!"
Sirius looked around in a panic and did the only thing he could think of: he pushed Remus's hands down and drew him closer. "If he's going to find out…" But he never finished, instead opting to slide his tongue into his lover's mouth. Remus's eyes widened a moment before he let them slide closed, hearing James and Peter come running through the dormitory. He braced himself, half expecting to be hit as he and Sirius pressed together as firmly as they could without hurting one another.
James followed Peter into the bathroom and blinked as Peter presented him with the two snogging boys. "See, James! What the fuck!"
"What the fuck indeed, Peter, if I didn't already know. Sirius told me last week." James ran his fingers through his hair and made a face. "If Remus's naked arse is the big thing you had to sho—or, you know, that um…rather impressive todger of his…DAMN Moony!"
Remus stopped kissing Sirius to give James a nasty look. "You knew? You KNEW? EVERYONE get the FUCK out of here so I can HAVE my bath and a good YELL at Sirius! Goddamnit!" He was getting furious. He wanted to have a shower without being ogled, and he wanted his shower alone with Sirius!
James and Peter scampered as though they had been burned, and Remus glared at Sirius. "You told." Two words, small and powerful.
"I had to, Moony! James was getting mad about why I wouldn't spend any time with him when you were in the hospital wing! I didn't want to keep it from…him…Mmmn…" He tilted his head back as Remus began to accost his neck and collarbone, his hands lifting to rest on the lycanthrope's hips. "Forgive me for not asking…"
Remus looked up at him and grinned. "Fine. I'll forgive you if you wash me," he proclaimed, and he turned his back to Sirius, who immediately snatched the soap and began soaping up his lover's back.
"You won't be scarring much from last week, it appears," he whispered, and he cleaned the hospital smell from him. He blushed when he had washed his chest and back, leaving only several key places to wash, and Remus was not asking for the soap. Lathering up his hands, Sirius took a deep breath before he reached around and sifted his fingers through the thick brown curls between Remus's legs, and he smiled as Remus leaned back into him. He kissed his ear before he slid those soapy hands around his erection, pulling back Remus's foreskin and washing it gently before he reached back with one hand and rolled his testicles between slick fingers.
"S-Sirius," Remus breathed as he rested his head back against the other's shoulder, and he wrapped his arms back around Sirius's hips. "M-Madam Pomfrey said no…no sexual activity for two weeks because I'll grow faint…" he said, opening his eyes and looking up at Sirius.
"Do you feel faint?" Sirius asked as he stroked him, and when Remus shook his head, Sirius gave a nod. "Then shhh." He smiled and swallowed hard as Remus gave a little buck of his hips, because when he came back, he trapped Sirius's prominent hard-on with his arse. Closing his eyes, Sirius rubbed him as well as he knew how to touch himself, and he moaned as Remus turned his head to lock their lips and then bury his face in Sirius's neck to muffle his moaning.
Remus suddenly felt very lightheaded, and he swallowed hard, thinking he was going to come. "Oh God, S-Sirius, I'm going to c—"
What happened next was certainly not what Sirius expected. Instead of finding himself with a handful of Remus's fluid, he found himself catching Remus before he hit the floor, and he stared at the unconscious boy with wide eyes. "Oh, we've got all the damn luck!" he snarled, and he held Remus up to rinse him off properly before he sighed and carried him, quite nude, into the dormitory, where James and Peter were waiting with smirks that quickly vanished when they saw that Remus looked quite dead.
"You killed him," James whispered as Sirius lay Remus down on his own bed and performed a mild drying charm on him, not bothering with a towel. He did, however, snatch one for himself, and he wrinkled his nose at James.
"He fainted on me," he said, and he dried off before dressing in a comfortable robe and then sliding into bed beside the nude Remus, whom he covered up with the thick blankets and joined beneath them. He gave James a grin before he drew the drapes. "I'm just that good…"
