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Remus was beyond nervous. It had been awhile since he had been on a date. It been ages since he had been on a date he was actually looking forward to. Lily had a habit of setting him up at every available opportunity. It wasn't that he was against dating. Rather other things just took precedence. He hadn't thought about dating when he made his plan. He had planned out school and work and he snuck in some leisure time when he could. His thought he led a very full life. So, he hadn't planned on dating or a relationship but god, he could see one with Sirius.

Sirius seemed to have buckets of charm. Lily seemed to like him well enough not to stop Remus from going out the front door. It had happened before. He couldn't be sure though because Evans was never clear when she liked someone. She seemed to enjoy keeping people on their toes. It was why they got along so well. He would get the verdict when he got home. If he came home tonight. There was a chance he would insist on going back to Sirius' place because his ass in those jeans... He had to stop looking at the fine arse in front of him when they stopped in front of a monstrous motorcycle.

It was huge and dark and he would bet his right leg that it purred like a kitten. He eyed it hungrily. It was a bit of a secret that he liked motorcycles. His parents had drilled it into him that they were not safe which was probably why he liked them so damn much. He didn't know a thing about them or how they worked. He did know, however, that he liked the idea of Sirius straddling one a little too much. His pants were beginning to get a little bit uncomfortable.

"Do you like it?" Sirius asked almost shyly as he tucked his hands into his pockets. It did not make him look tougher in the least.

"It's lovely." Remus said softly. He didn't mean the bike. At least not completely.

Sirius' shoulders relaxed. "I was a bit worried. I didn't really think about taking the car because it smells a bit like pizza and I'd rather take her out anyway. It's rare that I have the chance. James always wants to take the car because he feels like a pris riding behind me." He said with a charming smile and a laugh.

"It's great. Really." Remus assured him. He would get back to this James character later.

Sirius' confidence seemed to come back because he swung his leg over the best and gave Remus a look that said get on and I'll show you a good time. Remus was more than enthusiastic about accepting the invitation. He settled into the leather and wrapped his arms around Sirius. He kept his distance and his arms limp. He didn't want to seem too eager. He was. He was ready to ask Sirius if he'd rather just head back inside and have a cup of coffee.

"You're going to have to hang on tighter than that, Love. Don't worry; I don't bite unless you ask nicely."

Remus flushed; not due to embarrassment but because he rather liked hearing endearments coming out of that mouth, especially directed at him. He wrapped his arms firmly around Sirius' stomach and relished in the heat and muscle. He pressed his chest firmly against Sirius' back and allowed himself to take a small sniff of his hair. He smelled softer than Remus had imagined. He had imagined a spicy scent over pure masculine power. Sirius smelled clean with a hint of lavender and something a little musky. He resisted the urge to press his nose closer. He wasn't creepy...probably.

"That's much better. I can feel you better this way." Sirius said giving Remus a wink over his shoulder.

Remus smiled slightly.

"You only want me for my body." He teased.

"And don't you forget it!" Sirius gave a smile that had Remus blinded for a moment.

Sirius turned forward. He touched Remus' hand for a moment before his hands rested on the handlebars. The motorcycle came to life. Remus hummed happily. Oh yes, he could handle this. He wondered if he could talk Sirius into driving all night. That might be a little strange and chances were that he would get hungry eventually. Food first, he reminded himself.

The ride was liberating. Sirius had, at some point during Remus' musings about his arse, tied his hair back so it didn't whip him in the face. Remus was sure his hair was beyond saving but he couldn't seem to care because his cheeks were a bit wind burned and his heart was racing and he felt delightful. He was a bit disheartened when Sirius pulled into the parking lot of a little shop.

Remus dismounted first and most sullenly. He tried to cheer himself up by reminding himself that there was always the ride back but it didn't do much. Sirius swung off like a pro and untied his hair. He ran a hand through it. It shouldn't be possible to look so damn good. Remus was tempted to shove him up against a wall and kiss him until his lips went numb. It would be no hardship.

"You look positively ravished." Sirius said with his head tipped to the side, his eyes warm and hungry.

Remus appraised Sirius. "I can't say the same. You look about the same as when you picked me up."

"That's the appeal." Sirius explained.

He grabbed Remus' hand in his and led him towards the restaurant. Remus found himself liking his companion's boldness and desire for physical proximity. He also happened to like touching Sirius. It was a bit like petting a dog; comforting and warm. It was rare that his dates held hands so quickly or easily. Remus usually fought them off. It was his body. People shouldn't be touching him so carelessly. But Sirius... Well, he couldn't find a good reason to brush him off.

Sirius opened the door for him with a dramatic flare that had him laughing. Sirius greeted the hostess, a beautiful Indian woman, with roguish charm and asked for his usual table. He noted that it was the best curry shop for miles and that he frequented it more than he was proud of. He seemed rather proud in Remus' opinion.

"We only ever come when it's James' turn to cook. He always burns things. I think he does it on purpose."

"James is..." Remus hinted.

"My mate extraordinaire, in life and in flat. We picked up at boarding school together. We filled the Headmaster's desk with custard and ended up shacking up in the city. He's a great guy, bit of a tosser really, but then again that's probably why I love him."

Remus smiled. He could see a tiny Sirius carrying buckets of custard while giggling and pouring it into a massive desk while grinning devilishly. He would bet that he pulled all kinds of pranks in school. Remus had done his fair share of mischief making in school with Peter but he never got into trouble because he was "an all-round good student and pleasant child" or so his teachers said.

"I certainly hope you've moved past your custard days." Remus said with a chuckle.

"Oh dear, I guess dessert is out then." Sirius gave a mock pout.

That was dangerous. Remus eyed the extended lip with desire. He was about to lean over the table and nip it when their food was placed in front of them. He was damn glad too because Sirius made him feel primal, animalistic. He wanted nothing more than to be done with their meal at this point.

They made conversation and laughed and shared adventures and Remus found himself saddened when Sirius licked his spoon of the last bits of curry. Until he asked Remus if he was still opposed to custard with a sexual eyebrow quirk that had Remus nearly growling.

"I don't think I've ever wanted it more."

"Good, because I'd hate to have to eat it all myself." Sirius pressed a few notes into the pretty Indian woman's hand on their way out and had them racing out of the restaurant and down the streets in a matter of minutes. Remus would be lying if he said his hands hadn't wandered under Sirius shirt during the ride. He kept one arm firmly wrapped around his narrow waist but the other was free to wander and play. He thought he heard Sirius whimper or curse. He could be mistaken. He knew he wasn't.

They pulled up in front of what looked like one of the shittiest buildings he had ever seen. He couldn't give a damn. He rushed off the bike and nearly tripped over himself. He heard Sirius chuckle as he climbed off.

"Easy, Tiger. The custard isn't going anywhere. I'd rather not have to rush you to the hospital." Sirius said as he grabbed his hand to lead him inside. They rode the lift up and Remus fidgeted. He was painfully aware of how bad he wanted this. "I would apologize for the mess and say it isn't usually like this but that would be a lie." Sirius said as he unlocked the door.

Remus barely let the door click shut before he pounced.

Oh my! Things are about to get steamy. I could really go for a curry now. WEAR HELMETS PEOPLE!

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