A/N I'm alive! I apologise for the excruciatingly long wait. I swear I posted this chapter already, but when I went into the bit to post this, it says I have chapters one through 5 but not 6, so here it is. Meh, I don't care, it's here.
Warnings, Disclaimers and Summary in chapter one.
The Deal.
Chapter 6, The Morning After.
When Sirius Black woke up that morning, he found himself wrapped securely around Remus Lupin. When said Remus Lupin then turned, half asleep, and pressed against him, Sirius nearly came right there.
"R… Remmie… uh, could you, move, please?" He gasped. The second Remus (still half-asleep) moved, Sirius bolted out of bed, deciding to take a quick shower. He registered vaguely that it was about lunchtime, and neither James nor Peter were in the room. Peter was probably stuffing his face at lunch.
He pulled his boxers off and stepped into the shower, turning the dial on warm and deciding to indulge himslef for a while.
"Sirius?"
"Remus? Is that you?"
"Yeah. Which stall are you in?"
"The end one. Oh, fuck, Remus, please stay away." He muttered under his breath. He heard a rustle, then saw Remus' face poking around the curtain. "Guess that's a no then."
"H…hi." Remus blushed as he realised what Sirius was doing. Was being the operative word. "Umm, err... I'll just..."
"Yeah." Sirius muttered, flushing deeply. He wondered for a second if this was how Remus had felt the day before, but he then decided that this was probably much worse, considering Remus hadn't been fantasisning about him when he was doing it.
Sirius, on the other hand, had been very deeply immersed in a Remus-induced fantasy when the real Remus (the one he was more than certain would never, in a million years, be pinned underneath him, begging him to fuck him) had interrupted.
"Actually," Remus said, turning back to the shower, and pulling his shirt off at the same time, "I think I'll stay." Sirius groaned internally, trying very, very hard to control himself. Remus was now fully naked (Sirius didn't dare look) and had stepped under the shower himself.
"Would you like a hand there, Siri?" He breathed into the black haried boy's ear, his hand already moving anyway.
"REMUS! What in Merlin's name –"
"I just thought I ought to return the favour from yesterday. Now, do be quiet." Remus followed this up by kissing Sirius deeply, maneouvering himself so that he could thrust his erection against Sirius' thigh in the process. Sirius, however, wouldn't stand for that, and the amber-eyed boy found himself pressed against the back wall of the stall, Sirius' hand urging him to completion while he did the same for the boy.
When they stepped out of the shower ten minutes later, Sirius instantly tugged Remus down onto his bed. After kissing the Werewolf for a few minutes, he asked him the question that had been plaguing his mind. Well, for the past 10 minutes, once the post-orgasmic high had worn off.
"Remmie, not that that was in any way unwanted or unappreciated, what on earth possesed you to come into my stall and..." Sirius paused for a second "Well... do that?"
"The wolf. It's the full moon tommorrow, and he gets a bit... rowdy, at this time." Remus went scarlet at this. "And anyway, you did it for me yesterday, I figured I should return the favour, like I said."
"Wait, wait, wait, so do you mean to tell me that for the two days before the full moon, the werewolf makes you, like, extra horny!" Remus flushed again.
"Well, that's a bit of a crass way of putting it, but yes." Sirius burst into hysterical giggles at this.
"Oh Merlin! Why didn't you tell us this before? This is fantastic!"
"Beacause I knew you'd do this! I was afraid you'd laugh at me, or pull away. Didn't you ever notice I got extra clingy around the moon?"
"Well, yeah, but I just figured it was your way of showing us how much you appreciated us and stuff. I never would have thought my innocent little Remmie would be thinking sexy thoughts. Bad, bad wolfie." He kissed Remus again. "But I think that you just managed to completely shatter the "perfect prefect" image I had of you." He promptly continued kissing the amber eyed boy.
It wasn't until dinnertime that either boy bothered moving from the bed. They'd spent the day sitting there, chatting away, kissing randomly in between. Remus finally summoned his Potions homework at about 3 in the afternoon (after discovering that they had woken up at 1) and Sirius spent the rest of the afternoon distracting him and plotting pranks.
They had been nicely settled down together, Remus leaning against Sirius' right side so that the other boy could write without him getting in the way (Sirius is left handed), and he was reading quietly now that his Potion's was finished, while Sirius finished up his latest ideas for a prank. This time it was against the Prefects, and various hangers-on. This did, unfortunately, mean that Remus would get hit as well, but Sirius agreed that he, James and Peter would all get hit as well to make it even. Besides, black hair was so boring sometimes.
Finally, Sirius' stomach grumbled loudly, catching both boy's attention.
"What do you reckon, Remmie, dinner time?" Remus smiled and nodded, and they quickly put their stuff away, heading down for dinner.
The first thing that Sirius noticed was that James wasn't in the Great hall when he arrived. The second was that there was lots of food.
Who really cared where James was anyway?
