I was so horrifically hungover writing this so please excuse spelling, grammar and general shite writing errors. Hope you enjoy regardless.
R x
November turned quickly into December with high winds whipping through the castle and, to Remus's great delight, through Sirius's hair. Remus watched in utter fascination as he watched Gryffindor Quidditch practices with a magically procured flame held between his hands to keep him warm. It was too cold for Peter to join him, and if truth be told, if Remus were not so completely obsessed with his boyfriend, he would not be facing the freezing weather.
But Remus was completely obsessed with his boyfriend, and so he watched with amazement as Sirius flew around the pitch, whacking bludgers at oncoming players. Sirius's strong arms and chest looked so incredibly wonderful under his Quidditch robes, and as he hit a bludger with particular force, a shiver ran through Remus that had nothing to do with the chill of the outside. And Sirius's hair was coming loose from the bun he had pulled it into, wisps flying across his face and getting stuck on his wet lips. The straight line of concentration Sirius's brows had settled into enhanced his haughty aristocratic features, with his high cheekbones and jutting jaw.
And Remus thought his boyfriend was just the definition of sexy and would have happily jumped his bones right there that second. But as it was not possible for him to fling himself onto a broomstick with him at that moment in time, he instead had to linger around the changing rooms until he knew Sirius was the last one in there before cornering him and that hair.
'Well Moony,' Sirius grinned, pulling his Quidditch robes back on over his head. 'That truly was something.'
He pulled his hair back into a bun, enjoying the way Remus's hungry eyes followed the motion of his hands. The full moon was the next night and so Sirius was not surprised when what sounded like a growl came from the back of Remus's throat. But he could not think about the back of Remus's throat, or the way his teeth were biting gently into his bottom lip for long before wanting to do everything they had just done all over again.
'You are just so…' Remus trailed off and grabbed Sirius's arms with his hands roughly as he smashed their mouths together. Sirius grinned into the kiss and after a moment of their lips moving gruffly against each other's, he pulled away. Remus let out a moan that was so unbelievably hot that Sirius almost regretted his action instantly but somehow, in a most uncharacteristic move, his common sense swam to the forefront of his mind.
'Trust me, Moony, I want to have a round two just as badly as you do but we need to be getting back. Prongs and Wormtail will be wondering where the two of us are,' Sirius said, his hand moving to cup the side of Remus's face.
'Fine, you're right of course,' Remus rolled his eyes and turned to walk out of the changing rooms, grabbing hold of Sirius's hand as they went. Sirius shouldered his broom and obligingly followed him.
Sirius loved the so-fucking-horny-nearly-werewolf hormones that Remus displayed every month, and he of coursed was not one to complain about the utterly mind blowing almost-shagging it led to. However, he often felt like he was somehow taking advantage of Remus. Had it been any other day of the month, Remus would not have even thought about being so brass and cornering Sirius in the way he had; nor would he have been the one to object to them going back up to the castle before anyone realised they were missing.
They walked in silence for most of the way, their hands joint and hanging between them. These secret moments were so sacred to Sirius. He always wanted to be close to Remus, always wanted to be touching him and acting affectionately with him. Whenever he noticed James and Lily being discreetly couple-y, such as Lily's hand resting on James's knee or James dropping a small kiss to Lily's cheek before she rushed off to class in the mornings, Sirius often felt an ache in his chest that he could not do that with his own boyfriend. He was so besotted and if he allowed himself to, he would inevitably let a soppy grin slide onto his face every time he looked at Remus. And as they came into view of the castle's windows, Remus dropped Sirius's hand so that it hung limply at his side and it hurt Sirius so badly that he had to curl his fingers inwards and form a fist.
'I think we should tell Prongs and Wormtail,' the word were out of Sirius's mouth before he even had time to think.
Remus turned to look at him, his mouth hanging open and his eyebrows raised on his face.
'Are you serious?'
'Why yes I am as a matter of fact,' Sirius grinned as Remus rolled his eyes. They entered the castle just then and the light flooded across Remus's face and it took every ounce of strength Sirius had not to just grab hold of Remus's hand again. 'But actually Moony, it's bad enough we have to hide it from the entire world. I don't like hiding it from our friends as well.'
Remus had such a soppy look of adoration on his face that it took everything Sirius had not to wipe it away with a slobbery kiss.
'I suppose you're right,' Remus sighed and broke eye contact. He stared at a spot of dirt on the floor. 'I just don't know how to even broach the topic.'
'How about hey guess what Remus and I like to snog each other and we lead a life of such sluttiness and debauchery it would make your very toes curl just to think about.'
'Ah of course – maybe we should lead with 'Prongs I just sucked Padfoot's penis in your Quidditch changing rooms, maybe you should clean them more often' just to warm them up to the idea initially.'
Sirius threw his head back in laughter at how blatant Remus was being and marvelled at the wide grin also spreading across Remus's cheeks. And in that moment, it hit Sirius like a tonne of bricks that he was hopelessly and completely in love with Remus Lupin. It was in the way his boyfriend's eyes sparkled and how his face seemed to glow from his enjoyment with Sirius. It was in the way he had cornered him in the changing rooms, and in the way he had tenderly brushed Sirius's wrist with his fingers in Transfiguration that afternoon. But mostly, it was in the way Sirius could not think about Remus, or look at him, or kiss him, or do anything with Remus without his heart wanting to burst straight out of his chest. Even watching Remus study for Potions, his hair messy on top and a worry frown between his brows, was so compelling to Sirius that he could not tear his eyes away.
'What are you two girls doing here?' James's voice cut through Sirius's thoughts and he looked over Remus's shoulder to see James and Peter emerging from the Great Hall.
'We were deciding whether to go get remainders of dinner or skip straight to the kitchens so we can have a fuss made over us,' Remus lied smoothly and Sirius thought again of how utterly brilliant his boyfriend was.
'We're going to the kitchens,' Peter said, 'I didn't get thirds before it was all gone.'
'Where were you two anyway?' James asked.
'On an adventure,' Sirius shrugged casually and avoided James's gaze. 'Good idea Wormtail, let's go visit our elf friends, shall we?'
Without looking back, Sirius strode over to Peter and grabbed his elbow, steering him in the direction of the kitchens. He felt bad lying to James and pretended to not notice how his best friend's eyes flicked between him and Remus. He would personally hex Evans if she spilled anything she knew.
Two nights later, Sirius was making his way back to the common room after stress eating his feelings for an hour in the kitchens. Remus had spent a full day in the hospital wing after a particularly painful transformation. He had managed to somehow leave a nasty gash down the left-hand side of his torso. It had been refusing to heal and so Madame Pomfrey had point blank refused for him to attend classes. Sirius could not keep his mind off Remus and had wanted to stay at his side. Remus had needed his rest though, and Sirius knew if he had sat there then Remus would have kept himself awake to reassure Sirius he was fine.
It was just past curfew and Sirius's arms were still full of various snacks from the kitchen. He had even managed to find some Honeydukes chocolate that he was planning to leave on Remus's pillow for when he could come back to the dorm. He was walking with his head down and could feel his brow furrowed in a frown of worry, thinking longingly of hugging Remus tightly to his chest.
'Sirius?'
His head snapped up and his eyes landed on his wonderful, beautiful, perfect boyfriend. He immediately dropped the snacks he was carrying and ran for Remus, tackling him with a giant hug.
'Are you okay? Did you escape before Pomfrey told you you could?' Sirius worried, pulling away to hold Remus at an arm's length so he could examine his face properly.
'Sirius, I'm fine,' Remus gave a slight chuckle, but Sirius did not miss the wince. Remus must have seen the worry return to Sirius's features and said, 'It's a bit tender still but it's healed, and I hopefully have a full blood volume once more.'
'Thank fuck,' Sirius breathed out in relief, and because he was so utterly relieved that Remus was okay and because he looked so damn hot, he pushed his boyfriend backwards into a storage closet that held cleaning supplies. Once the door had swung shut behind them, Sirius's mouth was on Remus's and Remus's hands were wound tightly in Sirius's hair. Remus let out a gasp as Sirius started kissing down his jaw and sucked sweetly on the sensitive spot on Remus's neck.
'Sirius,' Remus's voice was breathy, and his hand tightened in Sirius hair. Sirius was not sure if he had ever been so turned on in his life when Remus let out a moan as Sirius's hands travelled downward. Remus grabbed Sirius's face with both hands and brought their lips together again as his leg pressed in between Sirius's. Sirius let out a deep moan and sunk his teeth into Remus's lip which made Remus's breath catch.
Suddenly, light flooded into the cupboard as the door swung open.
'You know it's after curfew and – oh my god, again?'
In Sirius's haze of seventeen-year-old boy hormones he somewhat registered Lily standing in front of him. Sirius vaguely thought about making it a mission of his to constantly walk in on her and James since she seemed to be becoming somewhat of expert on interrupting him and Remus, this being the fourth time since she had first done so.
'Seriously you two are like rabbits,' she said. Remus and Sirius still gawked at her, their bodies still a tangle of arms and legs and Remus's hand still loosely twisted in Sirius's hair.
'Was it that Slytherin, Lils? I've wanted a reason to put him in detention for weeks now,' James's gleeful voice came from somewhere down the corridor.
'Um – no, there's no one here,' Lily's eyes had widened, and Sirius's stomach gave an uncomfortable lurch.
She went to quickly shut the door before James could see but it was too late. James's face peered round the door frame. Sirius was now very aware of Remus's leg pressed in between his own and his hand gripping tightly onto Remus's ass. He and James locked eyes, James's cheeks flaring a brilliant shade of red and all Sirius could do was blink. It somehow was not occurring to him to disentangle his and Remus's bodies and, similarly, Remus seemed to have frozen too. There was an awkward silence which seemed to stretch on for days in Sirius's mind. Remus's cheek was still pressed against Sirius's and Sirius had to assume his boyfriend was just as red as James since he could practically feel the heat radiating off him. Lily stood beside James, staring down at her toes.
Finally, Remus seemed to come to his senses first and slowly started to peel himself away from Sirius, letting go of his hair and removing his leg. Sirius broke eye contact with James and turned to look at Remus who seemed particularly ruffled and, in the dim lighting, looked as tired and scarred as ever. Sirius put his hand on Remus's shoulder, worry once again creeping into him and internally berating himself for being as rough as he had been when he knew Remus was still weak and sore.
James cleared his throat and everyone's eyes turned to him.
'So… so – you two?'
'Uh yeah,' Sirius rubbed his nose awkwardly.
James turned to Lily.
'And you knew?'
Lily bit her lip and nodded.
'Well – then,' James turned back to look at Sirius again. 'Now it makes sense why you're constantly licking Moony.'
Sirius huffed out a laugh and let some tension out of his shoulders. 'Well who wouldn't want to lick him? He's delicious.'
'Ew Padfoot gross,' James wrinkled his nose.
'We were going to tell you soon James,' Remus finally spoke. 'We just weren't really sure how to bring the topic up.'
'Yeah mate, and Evans only knows because she caught us in the middle of it too,' Sirius said.
'Much to my distaste,' Lily said, crossing her arms over her chest and seeming to relax now she knew there would not be any sort of shouting.
'Well whatever,' James shrugged. 'Just don't fuck it up so I don't have to hate one of you, and keep it away from under my nose thanks.'
'Yeah 'cause you and Evans are so good at doing that yourselves,' Sirius rolled his eyes and Remus laughed.
'Shut it Padfoot. Now go to the dorm before some other prefects find you and aren't as nice as us. Anyway, Moony looks like shit.'
'Thanks, Prongs, really appreciate the support,' Remus said dryly.
They made awkward conversation for a moment longer before Sirius grabbed Remus's hand and dragged him away up to the dorm. They were going to tell Peter, having decided that it was probably best to rip the plaster off all at once. When they got to the dorm, however, they found Peter was already asleep. So, instead of waking him, Sirius pulled Remus onto his bed on top of him, closed the curtains, cast a silencing charm, and finished what they had started in the closet.
