A/N: I don't want to M-rate this because I fear that people will expect very... graphic... scenes but if you're not comfortable with sex etc. you might not want to continue reading... This chapter contains a lot innuendos and... yes...
The song is Far, far away by Slade (it's not necessary to read the lyrics - I just felt like putting them there ^^)
"But what about Stones, then? Usually people are either fan of Stones or Beatles. Do you like The Rolling Stones?" Remus asked. It had been a couple of days since they had made up and Remus was, again, lying with his head in Sirius' lap. Sirius had stuck to his promise about not kissing or anything the like. Remus was actually a bit disappointed about that, not that he wanted to admit it. What Sirius had done, however, was touch. He used every single chance he got to touch Remus; run his fingers through his hair, stroke his arm, hug him, making Remus completely loose his concentration no matter what he was doing.
Sirius tensed up and stopped stroking Remus' hair "I don't like them." he, almost defensively, said.
"Why not?" Remus inquired, feeling like he was invading Sirius' privacy, for some reason.
"I just…" Sirius began, "No." Then he stopped and Remus started to wonder if he would ever start again "I guess I'll have to tell you sometime, anyway." Sirius gave a humourless laugh.
Remus sat up and turned to look at Sirius "If you don't want to tell me you don't have to." He didn't have any idea what this was about but it was clearly making Sirius uncomfortable.
"No, I want to, just please, don't hate me." Sirius worried his lip before drawing in a deep breath "It's about what James said. About a year ago I'd been in a very… heated… argument with my mother. I went into town and met this guy, Michael. We met at a muggle bar and after a couple of drinks we went to his place. It became kind of a routine, every second evening I'd come to his flat and after we'd had sex I'd leave again."
"What has that to do with Stones?" Remus puzzled interrupted not at all comfortable with where this was headed.
"He liked listening to it during sex." Sirius shrugged "Anyway, we only ever really spoke that night we met and we were both perfectly fine with our arrangement. Or so I thought back then, looking back I realise I'd probably fallen for him. One night he asked me what I was doing after the holiday and I replied 'boarding school' suddenly he asked me how old I was and when I said '15' he turned completely white and started shouting of me something about me not being legal and I'd have to leave. I haven't seen him since then."
"How old was he?" Remus asked. He really wanted to stop Sirius from looking so sad but he had to ask.
"25." Sirius replied with a blank expression.
"Bloody hell, Sirius, that's borderline paedophilia." A miserable expression crossed Sirius' features. It suddenly dawned to Remus what Sirius' apparent huge amount of boyfriends afterwards probably was all about. "Sorry, it's just very… early? Are you… Are you over him?"
Sirius' eyes filled with sadness and love met Remus' "Completely." Remus slowly leaned forward and pressed his lips to Sirius', placing a hand next to Sirius' thigh for leverage. Sirius stiffened in surprise and Remus had just started to panic when Sirius pressed back, nibbling at his lip and then slid his tongue over Remus' lower lip, asking for entrance, something Remus immediately gave him. Sirius' warm, wet tongue met Remus' and in one swift motion Sirius pushed Remus' arm so he'd lost his balance if Sirius hadn't wrapped his arms around Remus' waist and pulled him onto his lap.
Sirius' arms were wrapped around Remus' waist as if making sure he stayed there, while Remus had pushed his hands into Sirius' silky hair. The kiss was slowly turning more feverish and Remus could feel Sirius' growing erection from as he was straddling the taller boy's lap. Remus slowly pulled back, Sirius' head followed and Sirius bit lightly into Remus' lip before pulling back as well.
"Hey," Sirius grinned, his breath mingling with Remus', their foreheads touching.
"Hey," Remus smiled.
"So I guess that means you don't hate me, then." Sirius leaned in for another kiss, turning Remus' reply into an agreeing humming.
"You're probably not 'that kind of guy', shame," Sirius breathed in Remus' ear.
"Yeah, I'm not, sorry." Remus replied with a shudder.
"Don't be, I wouldn't want you any other way." Sirius nibbled at Remus' earlobe.
"Bugger off." Remus half-heartedly pushed Sirius away.
"I think I'll find that a little hard, you're the one at top." Sirius resumed his nibbling.
"Do you have some kind of ear-fetish or what?"
"Not that I know of," Sirius pulled slightly back to thoughtfully reply, "I have a wide assertion of fetishes but until now that hasn't been one of them. Maybe I just have a Remus fetish?"
Remus blushed "You are aware that's one of the most clichéd thing you could possibly say, right?"
"Try me." Sirius grinned, "Besides, there's a reason it's 'clichéd'."
"True." Remus had to admit and involuntarily shuddered as Sirius slid his hands up beneath Remus' shirt.
"Stop that, I'm not 'that kind of guy', didn't we have that conversation like two seconds ago?" Remus said, mimicking Sirius.
"I'm not going there." Sirius said and innocently battered his eyes while sliding his hands farther up Remus' back.
"Sirius!"
"Okay, okay." Sirius moved his hands from Remus' bare skin to his shirt after slowly sliding them back down Remus' back.
"Arse." Remus pulled at Sirius hair where his hands were still tangled into the black mass.
"That's why you like me."
"Perhaps." Remus nibbled at Sirius' ear.
"Not fair!"
"Life isn't fair." Remus pulled back.
"Bloody tease." Sirius groaned and tightened his grip on Remus then he suddenly let go "You have to move."
"Am I crushing you? Sorry." Remus quickly moved from Sirius' lap.
"Crushing me? You weight like two pounds. No, my self-discipline just isn't nearly good enough for you to do that."
Remus violently blushed "Oh…" There was a short silence that wasn't as awkward as it should have been "I think I'll go to bed." Remus finally said.
"I'll be right along." Sirius grinned, "Just need to take care of something." and with a suggestive wink he went to the bathroom. Remus turned redder than he already was but his embarrassment was quickly pushed aside by something else.
The ball of happiness in Remus' stomach folded completely out and exploded in a flock of butterflies. He couldn't wipe the ridiculous grin off his face even though it felt like his face was going to split in two. He'd just kissed Sirius. He'd kissed Sirius! He made a sound of a strangled squeal as he repeated it over and over to himself to let it sink in completely.
When Sirius some time later joined him he wrapped himself around Remus half-sleeping form. Remus made a little sound and melted into him, earning a nuzzle in the neck.
xXxXx
The place where Remus had been lying was still warm when Sirius awoke to an empty bed. He stretched until he reached the wall above his head and grinned widely before jumping out of bed with an energy that was unusual for him earlier than noon.
Remus was standing in the kitchen as he usually was when Sirius started showing any signs of life. Their usual routine was that Remus woke up hours earlier than Sirius and spent the time reading and through some kind of intuition he started making breakfast around the time Sirius woke up. Today it seemed that Remus had woken up later.
Sirius stepped up behind him as he'd wanted to the first day but suddenly he found himself unable to wrap his arms around Remus' smaller frame. It was in a way 'the day after' and usually that meant going separate ways.
"Good morning." Remus leaned back against Sirius, making a warm fuzzy feeling spread in his stomach, "Is there anything wrong?" Remus abandoned the bread he was cutting and tipped his head backwards to look at Sirius.
"No." Sirius finally wrapped his arms around Remus and kissed him softly on the mouth, feeling Remus' smile against his lips. The fuzzy feeling spread and curled around his heart. "Nothing." Remus tilted his head forwards again and resumed cutting the bread. "Isn't that quite dry by now?" Sirius squinted the nose.
"Would you rather eat more canned food?" Sirius groaned and buried the face where Remus' neck met his shoulder and bit down. "Ow, Sirius!" Sirius apologetically licked the spot earning a delicious shudder. "I'm going to cut myself if you keep doing that." Remus warned.
Sirius whined against the place "Don't do that."
"Then get your mouth away from my neck."
"Meaning I can't do this?"
"Do whahahaa… Yes, that's exactly what it means."
"Shame."
"Mmmm."
"You could put that knife down."
"But I'm hungry."
"So am I." Sirius growled in Remus ear and spun him around. Remus surprised whelped as Sirius fiercely pressed their mouths together. Sirius used the moment of surprise to stick his tongue inside Remus' hot mouth. The knife clattered to the floor and Remus pushed his hands into Sirius' hair as he returned the kiss a bit hesitantly at first but then slowly growing bolder until he was the one in control of the kiss. Sirius' thoughts started to go clouded and the only thing in the world was Remus' soft body and Sirius self and that was the only thing he needed right now he realised as he slid a hand under Remus' shirt.
Remus pulled back and looked dazed at Sirius.
"'Morning." Sirius grinned and pressed a kiss to Remus' forehead before untangling Remus' hands from his hair, Remus made a small noise and curled his hands into the fabric of Sirius' shirt instead. The fuzzy feeling, which was curled around Sirius' heart started to squeeze and it felt like his heart was going to explode from the happiness.
"I should pick that knife up before anyone gets hurt." Remus commented but didn't show any signs of doing so as he wrapped his arms around Sirius' waist.
"I'm good at putting people back together." Sirius tightened his grip on Remus, noticing that Remus' back was very cool "Are you cold?"
"Huh? Not really." Remus shrugged, trying to suppress a violent shiver.
"Yes you are. It's summer Remus, how can you be that chilled?" Sirius rubbed Remus' back in an attempt of creating friction.
"I don't know. I've always been very receptive to temperature change." Remus pressed closer to Sirius.
"Can't you take care of yourself? Go take a hot bath and get properly dressed or something." Sirius started to move them towards the bathroom.
"But I'm fine." Remus protested.
"You can do it yourself or I can do it for you, you decide." Sirius ushered Remus towards the door.
"You can't…" Remus began.
"Yes, I can." Sirius cut him off "And I'm going to if you don't get a move on. I don't mind."
"Idiot."
"But I'm your idiot." Sirius immediately regretted saying that when Remus stopped completely and just stared at him.
"Really?" Remus was still looking at Sirius with a dumbfound expression. Sirius was still panicking and as the silence started to get unpleasant Remus voiced the reason for Sirius' panic, "Sirius, I'm not him."
"No, you're not." Sirius replied a bit embarrassed that he'd compared Remus to Michael but avoided replying to Remus' other question. There was a short awkward silence where Sirius tried to stick his hands in the pockets of the jeans he wasn't wearing. Remus mumbled something about the bath and fled to the bathroom.
Sirius stood outside the door until he heard the water start running then he went to pick the knife up.
xXxXx
Remus frustrated ran a hand through his hair. I'm not him. The moment he'd said it he hadn't been sure, how could he be arrogant enough to think that he was different from the rest or at least that he was different from Michael. How could he be sure that this wasn't a week or month thing for Sirius? Remus gave a small hysterical laughter; it wasn't even relevant it'd be better if it were a week or month thing for Sirius so he wouldn't get stuck with Remus.
The taste of Sirius still lingered on Remus' lips and it didn't take many moments for the taste to make Remus forget all his concerns. He greedily licked at the dark chocolate-ish taste which shot directly to a point behind his solar plexus in a mix of happiness and ticklish pain that was actually quite unpleasant in a good way.
When he had finished his bath and felt warm Remus went out to Sirius again. Sirius was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed. Remus approached and by the time he was standing next to the sofa he was starting to wonder if Sirius had fallen asleep "Sirius?" he whispered.
"Yeah?" Sirius cracked a silvery eye open to look at Remus.
"Were you sleeping?"
"Maybe a little." Sirius wrapped the long slender fingers of his left hand around Remus' wrist and tugged.
Remus shot an arm out and held on to the back of the sofa for balance, "It's almost 11 am, Sirius."
"Your point being?" Sirius tugged again.
"It's almost noon!" Sirius tugged a little harder "Will you stop that?"
"Will you take the hint and join me?"
"There's not enough room for two people on there." Remus said, eyeing the sofa dubiously.
Sirius rolled on the side and Remus finally gave in. He laid down on the edge pretty sure he was going to end on the floor in a second. However, Sirius solved the problem by wrapping an arm around Remus' waist and pulling him firmly against him.
"Sirius, it's noon." Remus protested.
"You already said that." Sirius mumbled against Remus' neck.
"Yes, but it didn't really have the desired effect." Remus explained
"I think it had plenty of effect." Sirius' breath was hot against Remus' skin "You're warmer now, by the way."
"Yeah, taking a bath did help, thank you."
"You smell nice." Remus suddenly became aware that Sirius was inhaling his scent.
"Eh… Thank you, I guess. You smell good, too."
"I haven't had a bath yet." Sirius pointed out.
"It's good to hear you have a memory of what you've done this morning."
Remus could feel Sirius pull a face "You know what I meant, and I'm the sarcastic one, you smug little bastard."
"You smell like you, it's nice." Remus shrugged.
"Very informative, I can't smell myself, Remus, how does 'you' smell."
"Right now?"
"Yes."
"Well," Remus sniffed, his face growing red "Like dark chocolate, grass, sleep and… something else, a bit like cinnamon, I think."
"Like cinnamon mixed with lemons?"
"Yes, a bit like that."
"That's you."
"What do you mean?"
"That's what you smell like, Remus."
"Oh." Remus couldn't really find anything else to say.
"Not right now, obviously. Right now you mainly smell of soap and cleanness." Sirius started rubbing against Remus.
"What are you doing? Sirius, will you stop that?"
"I'm smelling like you so it's only fair that you smell like me as well." Sirius stated and continued his rubbing, now additionally with a leg he'd wrapped around Remus'. Sirius started running a hand through Remus' still wet hair.
"Sirius, I'm going to fall off this sofa." Remus warned him.
"No, you're not, I'm holding you, don't you trust me?"
"No."
"Well, then." suddenly there was nothing but thin air under Remus and he hit the floor with a surprised yelp. A short second later Sirius landed on top of him, beating all the air from Remus' lungs.
When Remus had inhaled enough air to speak he made a choking sound "Do you think that was a good idea?"
Sirius lifted himself slightly from Remus and tried to cover the fact that he was shaking with laughter with a thoughtful look, "I don't know."
"I'll tell you then: It wasn't. I'll have bruises all over tomorrow and you're crushing me." Remus grumpily said.
"We both know that tone is covering over the fact that you like being under me."
Remus' eyeroll was cut off by Sirius leaning down to lock their lips together. Sirius almost immediately pushed his tongue inside Remus' mouth and Remus eagerly responded to the appealing heat while arching against Sirius. Sirius pushed a hand under Remus, rubbing slow circles on Remus' arched back. Remus' arms were trapped between their bodies and the only thing he could do was curl his hands up around the fabric of Sirius' shirt.
Sirius tilted his head to the left to have better access to Remus' mouth and as Remus whimpered he became aware of what they were doing. Remus turned his head "Sirius, we can't just lie here all day."
Sirius who was pressing kisses to Remus' jaw-line briefly looked up "Do you have somewhere to be?" he asked before continuing his licking and biting down Remus' neck, making Remus involuntarily tip his head back to give Sirius better access. With an effort Remus pulled his arms from where they were trapped and buried his hands in Sirius' hair, not to pull him away but to make sure he kept doing whatever it was he was doing to Remus' neck.
Sirius slowly moved farther down and suddenly he stopped and pulled a bit back. "Don't stop." Remus frustrated hissed.
"You have a mark." Sirius stated.
"Where?" Remus tried to look but couldn't see anything.
"Here." Sirius licked the place where Remus' neck met his shoulder, where Sirius had bit down earlier. Remus looked again and saw a violent red mark.
"Christ! How hard did you bite?" Remus exclaimed.
Sirius tried to suppress a grin that was spreading over his face "Harder than intended," the grin disappeared "Does it hurt?"
"No, not really. Why are you smiling?"
"No reason." Sirius grinned against Remus' collarbone.
"Aha, I'm not sure I'm comfortable with having a lunatic lying on top of me."
"So you admit that you're comfortable with having me lying on top of you?"
"Didn't I just say I wasn't comfortable with having a lunatic on top of me?"
"Not nice." Sirius protested and lifted himself a bit.
"No, it wasn't. Tell me what that grin was about." Remus urged, "Please?"
"No."
"Please?" Remus hesitantly licked a long stripe up Sirius' throat, when Sirius whimpered and his eyes got a slightly glazed look Remus grew a bit more confident and arched against Sirius to nibble at his jawline "Please?" Remus stopped and pulled a bit back.
Sirius frustrated groaned, "I have created a monster."
"That's your own fault." Remus pointed out "Please?"
"It's really not that interesting." Sirius dismissively said.
"Then why won't you just tell me?" Remus pleaded.
Sirius sighed and at a very fast pace he mumbled "It marks you as mine."
Remus' insides squirmed almost uncomfortably. Suddenly he became aware that Sirius was worrying his lip. Remus drew in a breath to pick up some courage because, honestly, this was too ridiculous, "I like being marked as yours." Remus whispered.
He heard Sirius draw in a sharp breath and before Remus knew what was happening he was pinned to the floor by his wrists and his mouth was covered by Sirius'. He briefly felt the tip of Sirius' tongue before the hot mouth disappeared. Before he could protest to the loss a pair of lips was pressed to his neck. This time Sirius wasn't kissing; he was biting and sucking.
"What are you…" Remus heavily breathed "What are you doing?"
"Marking you." Sirius replied without removing his mouth. Remus went completely silent as he felt a mix of pure, raw, happiness and scolding hot guilt. Sirius was tenderly rubbing small circles where he had held Remus' wrists hard enough to leave bruises and suddenly the guilt was completely washed away by an overwhelming fondness.
Remus involuntarily tipped his head and strained against Sirius' grip on his wrists. Sirius tightened his grip on Remus and kept his mouth fastened on Remus' neck. Suddenly the weight of Sirius disappeared, Remus opened his eyes and tipped his head back to look at Sirius who was straddling Remus' stomach with all his weight on the knees, making it almost impossible for Remus to feel that Sirius was there.
Sirius was thoughtfully looking at Remus' neck, inspecting his work, then he stood up and moved slightly from Remus as he offered Remus a hand "Breakfast." Sirius stated and looked expectantly at Remus.
Remus sighed "Right now?"
Sirius looked conflicted for a short second before his nonchalant appearance returned "Yes." Remus took the hand offered to him and allowed Sirius to pull him up.
x
They'd had almost two wonderful weeks together as a… couple? Remus wasn't completely sure what they were and he hadn't really asked because he was afraid they didn't completely agree and Remus didn't want to have that conversation just yet. They had continued as before with Sirius teaching Remus magic in the day and Remus teaching Sirius about Beatles, literature and muggle culture in general in the evening. The only real difference was that there was a lot more touching, groping and kissing than before. For the first time in years Remus was almost completely happy and it seemed Sirius was as well.
"Hmm… give me two seconds." Sirius said "The muggle bands I know: The Doors, Rolling Stones, The Beatles and The Who, I think."
"I don't like The Who." Remus admitted, scrunching his nose "I don't like their attitude."
"What do you mean?" Sirius asked and looked up at Remus from his place in Remus' lap.
Remus put the LP he was holding down and started carting a hand through Sirius' hair. "It's just the whole destructive thing they're doing." Remus shrugged, "With destroying music-equipment and hotel-rooms, it's not very appealing."
"But they pay for it afterwards." Sirius argued.
"You can't behave like a baboon just because you have money. There're people who want to play guitar but can't afford one or what about the person who booked the hotel-room the week after them? It's just such a waste and it doesn't exactly scream 'I'm a nice person'."
"But what about their music?"
"It's all right I guess." Remus shrugged, "Not really my style I'll have to admit."
"I see, you're too posh for that."
"I'm not posh." Remus exclaimed before noticing the twinkle in Sirius' eye.
"You're a bit posh, you have to admit that."
"I'm not."
"So your way of pronouncing words and your tea-drinking isn't posh? You like poetry and Shakespeare for Merlin's sake."
"Shakespeare isn't posh." Remus broke in.
"If you say so." Sirius shrugged.
"He isn't!" Remus drew in a breath and was just about to start explaining exactly why Shakespeare wasn't posh when Sirius laughed and said: "Have mercy, Remus, I don't feel like getting lectured right now."
"Not even a little lecture?" Remus jokingly pleaded.
"If you sing I'll agree on a small lecture." Sirius bargained.
"Can't you just drop that subject?" Remus groaned.
"Please, Remus?" Sirius sat up and turned to face Remus "Please? Please? Please?" he whined, punctuating each 'please' with a small kiss. "For me?"
Remus sighed deeply "Okay."
"Really?" Sirius pulled a bit back, seeming earnestly surprised.
"Yes, you spoiled little brat." Remus smiled "But I really can't sing. Don't tell me you haven't been warned. What do you want me to sing?"
"I don't care, you decide. Something I don't know, perhaps?"
"Slade?" Remus offered, pretty sure it was too glam for Sirius to know.
"No idea what that is." Sirius looked expectantly at Remus.
Remus slowly got up "You're sure?"
"Yes!"
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
I've seen the bridges of the world and they're for real
I've had a red light off-the-wrist without me
Even getting kissed, it still seems so unreal
Remus hesitantly started. He shot a quick look at Sirius who was beaming at him and suddenly Remus though Why am I so nervous? He slowly grew more confident as he realised that he trusted Sirius enough to do this.
I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska
I've seen the sunset in the East and in the West
I've sang the glory that was Rome
And passed the 'Hound Dog' singer's home
It still seems for the best
-x-
And I'm far, far away with my head up in the clouds
And I'm far, far away with my feet down in the crowds
Letting loose around the world but the call of home
Is loud still as loud
-x-
I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre
And felt the silence hanging low in no man's land
And all those Spanish nights were fine
It wasn't only from the wine, it still seems all in hand
-x-
And I'm far, far away with my head up in the clouds
And I'm far, far away with my feet down in the crowds
Letting loose around the world but the call of home
Is loud still as loud
-x-
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
The grand Bahama island stories carry on
And all those arigato smiles stay in your memory
For a while, there still seems more to come
-x-
And I'm far, far away with my head up in the clouds
And I'm far, far away with my feet down in the crowds
And I'm far, far away but the sound of home
Is loud still as loud
"Happy?" Remus said, intending it to be kind of grumpily and with an eye-roll but when it came out it was more like a hoarse whisper.
"Very." In a whoosh of black hair Sirius got up and roughly pushed their mouths together. Suddenly Remus had his back pressed against a wall, he wouldn't be able to tell which wall even if his life depended on it, all he knew was that in front of him was Sirius, in front of him and all over him, with his mouth and hands and body and that behind him was a cool wall which kept him from falling when his legs almost gave in under him from the sensation.
Sirius' hands were fumbling with the fly to Remus' jeans and Remus immediately tensed up. Sirius was one of the most innuenduos persons he'd ever met but Sirius had never gone down that path in earnest. Sirius pulled back at once, hands abandoning Remus' trousers and flying to his face "Is something wrong?" Sirius concerned asked.
"No." Remus replied, not wanting to destroy anything by saying no to Sirius. Remus tried his best to smile and pulled Sirius a little closer by the waist.
Sirius resisted Remus' attempt at pulling him closer "Remus, you're completely stiff, relax." Remus tried to relax, he honestly did but apparently it wasn't enough for Sirius "Don't you trust me?"
"I do." Remus reassured him but contrary to his words he didn't know. He wasn't sure if he trusted Sirius, of course he did, but not enough to trust Sirius wouldn't abandon him as soon as he found out Remus was a monster, that didn't really have anything to do with trust, though, it would be the natural and clever reaction for Sirius to immediately leave.
"No, you don't." the hurt was audible in Sirius' voice.
"Yes, I do, I trust you." Remus argued, "I just can't do this, Sirius, I'm sorry." Remus really was sorry but he'd already gone way too far and as the time for the full moon came nearer and nearer Remus realised he'd have to leave. He'd known it ever since he'd set eyes on Sirius for the first time but he'd tried his best to forget it. It hadn't been right to do this to Sirius, it was probably one of the most selfish things Remus had ever done but now he'd have to make it up by going away before he could hurt Sirius.
"Don't be sorry, you're always sorry, idiot." Sirius removed his hands from Remus' face to run a hand through his own ruffled hair "I'm willing to wait as long as you need, all right?" No, nonono, that wasn't all right at all, it tore and crushed and destroyed Remus' heart because it assumed there would be a future for them, together.
"All right."
A very vulnerable look crossed Sirius features "I love you." he slowly leaned in and pressed a kiss to Remus' lips before the raw, naked look of emotions disappeared and Sirius pulled completely away and turned around as if to leave.
"I love you, too." the words escaped Remus' lips before he had any idea what he was doing and the way Sirius' face lit up when he turned back around made Remus' heart ache as he thought about what he'd have to do but if he really loved Sirius as he'd just told him, Remus would have to do this.
A/N: Sorry about the crazy delay but I came home from an amazing (but very, very hot) trip to London today so you should just be happy I wrote this while I was in London (when I wasn't at King's cross, Millenium Bridge, The Who Shop, Baker Street or anywhere else). The next chapter might not be up for another week because the London thing destroyed my writing rhythm... I tried to make a "the next chapter has to be written before I upload this one"-thing... Let's just say that the only thing I've written on the next chapter so far is: "Chapter 8"... Sorry about that.
I expect that there'll be around two more chapters and an epilogue ^^ (I've been dying to write something with an epilogue) after that I'll start writing one-shots (I have an ocean of ideas after my trip - you can follow me as an author if you're interested in them... Yes, they will be Wolfstar. No, they won't have any relation to this story)
Please tell me what you thought whether it's good or bad - I want to hear it - Pretty please with a cherry on top?