Now, Sakai Michiba presents:

Promises

Part 41 of the Smitten series


Sirius sighed at the sound of Remus calling to him from the other side of the door, and he waved his wand to admit him. As the door swung open and Remus stepped inside to give him a stubborn look, Sirius lay down on his side, facing away from his boyfriend and worrying the sheets between his fingers. "Sirius," Remus sighed, and he strolled across the room to sit on the edge of the mattress and touch his lover's shoulder. "Sirius, you knew this sort of thing was bound to happen eventually. Being in the Order doesn't mean anything if we don't do anything to help."

Sirius swallowed thickly and remained silent for a long while, the warm hand that was rubbing between his shoulder blades making him want to cry. He was such a baby and he knew it, but the mere thought of losing any of his friends, especially Remus, was agonizing to him, and the Order of the Phoenix was rumoured to have a high mortality rate. Remus's hand slid up to his shoulder and rolled him over, and Sirius looked up into Remus's eyes with, he realized with embarrassment, tears shimmering in his own. "What if you die, Remus? What the hell am I going to do then?"

Remus slowly moved to lie down with him, his hand moving in languid circles on his stomach. "I'm not going to die, Sirius," he promised, and as Sirius turned into his chest, he wrapped his arms about him. "This won't be my last mission, either. I want to make a difference, if only for one person. I can't do that if I'm just lying here in bed all day with you, as wonderful a thought it is." His voice was but a soft murmur against Sirius's hair, and he took a handful of it to sift between his fingers.

"You're making a difference for me," Sirius claimed, and he hastily closed his eyes as Remus pulled back to look at him. A moment later, he felt Remus's warm lips pressed against his own, and he whimpered like a puppy as the other's tongue pressed between his lips. He felt like such a girl, worrying and being upset like this, but he could not seem to help it. "Please don't go, Remus…"

The kisses stopped and Remus reached up to brush away Sirius's spilled tears. "I need to go, Sirius, and I promise that I will come back to you each and every time," he swore, and he touched their foreheads together. "I won't be killed. Believe me…I'll come home to you every time."

Sirius sighed and nodded before he sat up and swiped away the remaining tears. "Okay," he breathed, though it was clear that it was not okay at all. Remus sat up as well to slide his arm around Sirius's waist, and he tugged him close. "Remus, not now, please." His body, however, ignored these words, and he found himself suddenly clutching Remus and kissing his neck and shoulders.

Remus tipped Sirius's chin up and caught his lips with his own, hands shaking as they kissed in an almost violent manner. Sirius devoured Remus's mouth, his tongue dipping deep between his lips and tasting the far reaches of it, and when he felt Remus tearing at his clothes, he broke the kiss to pull off both of their shirts. He buried his face against Remus's neck and scraped his teeth against the flesh while his hands worked furiously at their trousers. He managed to get his own off and onto the floor, and Remus assisted with his own, and moments later they were lying naked and entangled in one another. Sirius could not get close enough to Remus in that moment, and he moaned with the need to be as close as he could possibly get.


This scene is pretty intense R, so go to (sakaim. livejournal. com) Part 41 for the graphic stuff.


"Shhh, baby," Remus breathed, and he slid his hands down to grab Sirius's ass. "I love you, too." He closed his eyes as Sirius kissed just behind his ear, and slowly he let himself become drowsy. He hardly felt Sirius pull out of him, and he kicked the pillow they had used to prop up his hips off of the bed as Sirius lay beside him. "C'mere."

Sirius let Remus hold him, and when he felt Remus fall asleep, he swallowed hard and willed himself to sleep as well, trying not to become worried once more.