A/N: WOO ANOTHER CHAPTER. WITH BOYSECKS!
Dedication: As ever, Lita (Rainbow-Cookie-Power), you fill my heart with Siriussy goodness. Also to Fiona (xX-Fiona-Xx), who is going to kill me, as I'm writing a lemon (Without wussing out like I did in From Within XD) in a pairing she doesn't like. HAHAHA. And to Miss Sexy Glitter Hedge Piercing Face. You're too cool for Mount Doom!
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS RATED M! IT CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEX BETWEEN TWO MALES, SWEARING, AND LOTS OF OTHER FUN STUFF. :D
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me.
Note: This is my first ever full ghey lemon, as I totally wussed out in From Within lmao. Be warned, you're not allowed to laugh if I suck arse.
Trivia: I have actually written bits and pieces of several songs for this fic XD Not all of them will feature, not all of them are good, but yes, in my head, they actually have music, and maybe someday I will actually record some of their songs. (Note; This Will Not Happen.) I actually wrote the full version of Remus' werewolf song from chapter 2, and I plan to use it in the fic at some stage if possible, once I'm done tweaking the lyrics. I'm a perfectionist when it comes to writing songs. I'm also very bad at it, so this is a long process XD I started working on most of the songs I plan to use in this fic at the same time I started the fic, every so often I go and tweak until I'm happy, and then the next time I look I'm not happy again. They're only ready to use when I can tweak no more. And yes, you are actually going to see Sirius's rooftop Remus song eventually. If I'm ever happy with it XD
The Marauders
It was very late. Very very late. As Sirius and Remus crept along the hall of the hotel, they could hear snoring from Lily and James, and Peter's rooms. They tiptoed past, reaching the two rooms side by side reserved for them. They hovered for a second, both looking awkwardly away from each other.
"Er..." Sirius began, then decided to hell with it, Remus loved his bluntness. "So. Want to have totally random, hot steamy sex?" He beamed?
Remus blinked, the somewhat dishevelled roses still in his arms. "Er..." Then he laughed. "You're an idiot, Sirius."
"You love it." Sirius whispered, very close to Remus' face all of a sudden, an intense look in his eyes.
"I do." Remus whispered back, and then any other words either of them might have said were swallowed in a kiss, different from before. This kiss was fueled by lust, Sirius becoming far more possessive and intense, making Remus' knees shiver slightly. And then the door of Sirius' room was open and they were backing in there, still locked at the lips, and the door was shut, and at last they broke their kiss, Remus staring up at Sirius, one of his unanswered questions boiling to the surface.
"Is this the reason you took me out to dinner?" He asked quietly. Sirius blinked, then frowned slightly.
"Of course not. I didn't expect this to happen." He said. "I just wanted you to be treated the way you deserve."
Remus smiled, and instead of responding, pressed his lips to Sirius' again. Sirius responded with force, pausing only to place the roses on the bedside table, before pressing Remus onto the bed, lying on top of his small friend, both of their hands roaming over each other's body, gasped breaths being stolen between kisses. Remus moaned loudly when Sirius' hands rubbed all the way up his stomach and chest to play with his nipples, teasing and tweaking them lightly, and eliciting gasps and moans from him with every tug. Sirius apparently liked this, as his attentions increased in intensity, and he moved to lick and bite gently at Remus' neck, while he unbuttoned the man's shirt almost frantically. Once it was discarded, Sirius quickly went to work on his own waistcoat and flouncy, ostentatious shirt. Remus reached up to help him, and Sirius allowed him to, running his own hands over Remus' chest instead. Remus removed the shirt, and then Sirius pressed their lips together in a powerful, passionate kiss, which Remus returned desperately. Sirius pulled back, hopping enthusiastically onto the bed after quickly kicking his shoes off. Remus removed his own and joined him, Sirius kissing him more gently this time, but no less nicely. His hands fingered the waistband of Remus' pants and, after taking a steadying breath, Remus took Sirius' hands, moving them to the fly of his pants without breaking the kiss, trying to communicate with only his lips that he was really okay with this. And strangely, he was. He wasn't drunk, he had only had a glass of wine, and here he was about to have sex with his best friend of over a decade and a half. And he was okay with all of it. Throwing this bizarreness aside as Sirius tossed Remus' pants aside, Remus shifted his hands to the zipper of Sirius' pants, undoing them quickly, and then they were gone too, and then Sirius was pressing Remus down on the bed again, their bare chests rubbing deliciously together, and Remus shivered, with a combination of pleasure, excitement, and fear. This was really happening.
Sirius slid a tender hand down his side, sending another tremor through Remus' body. Ohhhh this man was good at this. Remus whimpered desperately, and then Sirius had jumped off him, and was digging for something in the bedside drawer.
"Damn, I know I have some. I always have some just in case." He muttered angrily to the drawer, clattering it's contents around.
"Some what?" Remus blinked confusedly. Sirius looked over at him, and couldn't help smiling adoringly at how dishevelled his friend looked; hair all messed up, darkening marks on his neck, kiss-bruised lips, and a bemused about him. Sirius bit back the laughter, and instead answered the question.
"Lube, of course. I'm not about to fuck you senseless without any lube, that'd just be stupid."
"Oh..." Remus said, and that was about it. He watched from the bed as Sirius rummaged around, eventually emerging from one of his bags in triumph, having finally remembered that he hadn't actually unpacked yet, having gotten James to bring his and Remus' bags to the hotel while they were at dinner.
"Aha! Victory!" He grinned, waving a little bottle at Remus.
"Oh." Remus said again, smiling this time, and Sirius smiled too, leaping back onto the bed, ravishing Remus' mouth with a probing, lust filled, passionate kiss. He ran a finger down from his voice box to the top of his boxers, tugging them down slightly. He then hooked one finger on each side, and pulled them down gently, freeing Remus' erection, which he had hardly noticed until right then. And gods, was he hard. Remus hadn't been this hard since he was back at Hogwarts, still dealing with hormones and such. And it was good, oddly enough. And then, all thought was banished from his mind as Sirius' finger continued it's trail up his cock, right to the tip, which Sirius rubbed gently with his thumb. Remus strangled a cry in his throat... ohgods that was so good. Sirius smiled at his reaction, kissing Remus gently as he rubbed again. This time Remus did cry out, but the sound was mostly muffled by Sirius' lips, which the guitarist removed at the same time as his hand.
"Now now, can't have you coming before the fun's even started." He smiled, teasing lightly. "It has been awhile for you..."
"Um... actually..." Remus blushed lightly.
Sirius blinked. "Don't tell me you're a virgin?"
"Unlike you, some of us prefer not to act like whores." He said as haughtily as is possible when your bare erection is pressing into someone's hip.
Sirius laughed ever so slightly. "Okay... I was expecting you hadn't done anything with a guy before, but jeeze Moony."
Remus glared at him. "I've told you I don't date, and you know me well enough to know I don't go for one night stands."
"True." Sirius smiled, and then Remus felt a slick finger at his opening, and he squeaked.
"Relax." Sirius said reassuringly. "I've got to prepare you. Otherwise this would hurt like hell. It is gonna be a bit painful though, so you have to try to relax your muscles."
"Okay." Remus nodded, staring into Sirius' big, grey eyes, and trying to relax, though he had no idea how to relax those muscles... and then the slick finger was inside him, and he squealed lightly, Sirius pressing comforting lips to his. It hurt a tiny bit, but nothing like what Remus had expected. Mostly it just felt... weird. Sirius swirled the finger around gently, and then added a second. That felt even weirder. He was doing something, Remus couldn't quite tell what, but it was stretching the muscles, and Sirius added a third finger for a second, before removing all three, stripping off his boxers, and covering his length in lube. Remus watched him do so; partly afraid, partly curious, and mostly extremely turned on. Sirius smiled, seeing that, and gave himself a little pleasure while he was at it, gasping lightly as his hands spread the slick oil. Finally, when he felt he was ready, he sat down by Remus' arse, putting the smaller man's legs over his shoulders.
"Okay, just try to relax. This is gonna hurt a bit more, just focus on relaxing and breathing." Sirius extracted himself for a second to press a reassuring kiss to Remus' lips, before he began to push himself into Remus.
And Sirius had been exactly right. It did hurt. It hurt like hell. But Remus focused on relaxing, and before long, Sirius was inside him all the way. And then he waited, until Remus relaxed; the pain was going away, and being replaced by some very strange and good feelings, and a sudden need for Sirius to...
"Move." Remus commanded, in barely more than a whisper, but Sirius got the message and began to thrust, Remus gasping with every motion. The pace picked up, and then Sirius hit a certain spot inside Remus that made stars shoot in front of his eyes, and he had never felt anything so wonderful before, and then Sirius hit it again, and again, and again, and they were both gasping and moaning and breathing each other's names. Just as Remus thought that nothing could ever feel better than this, Sirius grabbed his cock and stroked it hard, and Remus found himself coming, crying out Sirius' name as he did so. A second later, Sirius came too, gasping "Remus!" loudly, before he collapsed on Remus' chest, panting hard in time with the werewolf. He looked up into Remus' amber eyes, smiling gently.
"Everything you hoped for?" Sirius asked slowly, already looking as strangely tired as Remus felt.
"Much better." Remus affirmed, kissing the top of Sirius' head. After grabbing his wand from the bedside table and cleaning them up, Sirius cuddled under the blanket with an already sleeping Remus, and fell asleep.
000
Remus awoke, feeling inexplicably, ridiculously good. And kind of sore. But mostly good, for a reason he couldn't quite put his finger on. The first thing he saw when his eyes opened was a bouquet of slightly beaten up roses, sitting forgotten on the bedside table. And then he was dragged out of his dreams fully, and back to reality, where Sirius had his arm around Remus' waist, their naked bodies pressed together, Sirius already half hard in his sleep. Remus started to hyperventilate, before calming himself down. Okay. So last night really happened, and now they were lying in bed together. Remus didn't know if he wanted to get up and leave as quietly as he could, or to stay and wait for Sirius to wake up, so they could talk about this. The decision was made for him though, when Sirius groaned, tightening his hold on Remus.
"Guhmorn'n." He muttered, kissing the back of Remus' neck. Remus couldn't help smiling at Sirius' morning voice, all bunged up and exhausted.
"Guhmorn'n to you too." He said, imitating Sirius, who snorted.
"Whatever." Sirius stretched, Remus rolling over while he did so, and Sirius wrapped his arms around him once more. "Morning after sex?" He asked casually, and Remus rolled his eyes.
"Or talking. Talking is also good."
Sirius groaned. "But talking isn't sex!"
"But it can lead to sex."
Sirius groaned, and Remus knew he had won. "Fine. Talking. But then sex."
"Deal." Remus smiled.
"So... How about that weather?" Sirius asked, and Remus hit him lightly.
"Idiot. I meant that we should talk about what we're doing... You know, the way people do."
Sirius groaned. "But that doesn't lead to sex!"
"And weather does?"
"Fine." Sirius grumbled. "What do you want to talk about then."
Remus exhaled. "I don't know... just... What are we even doing?"
"Well I know what we're not doing." Sirius grumbled.
Remus rolled his eyes. "I mean, is this just gonna be sex? Something that happened once, and never again? Oh god, I don't even know if I want to think about this. I mean, you're Sirius, and you're a guy, and we had sex, and what would James and Pete say? Oh god, oh god..." Remus trailed off, the panic exploding within him all at once.
"Calm down." Sirius said gently, kissing Remus on the forehead, while the lycanthrope hyperventilated into his chest. "Don't hurt yourself. It's gonna be okay." He stroked Remus' back reassuringly until his breathing eased, and then spoke. "Now listen to me. I don't know what you want, but I don't want this to be one of those 'let's just never mention it again' things. But I don't really think we should tell the others either, at least not yet. What we do is entirely up to you though. Your decision."
"Okay." Remus said breathily, searching Sirius' eyes, trying to find an answer within himself. In his head, he tried to put together words to describe how amazing Sirius was and made him feel, how breathtaking the whole of last night had been, everything his friend made him feel. In the end though, Remus gave up, conveying all that and more with a firm, passionate kiss, which Sirius returned enthusiastically. Hands roved across each other, lips and tongues battling fiercely, and before long, Remus found himself gasping and moaning in pleasure once more.
000
It was the latest Sirius had left his bed for years. By the time they finally extracted themselves from the bed and got dressed, it was closer to one than twelve. Remus looked adorably mussed, searching for his shirt, dressed only in his boxers. Sirius pondered this sitting on his bed, dressed in a clean pair of skinny jeans and tight black t-shirt. When Remus looked up triumphantly, shirt in hand, his eyes fell on Sirius for the first time since the man had gotten dressed, and he gulped.
"Dammit Sirius, you shouldn't dress like that if you ever want us to leave this hotel room." He said in a voice slightly huskier than usual, and Sirius smirked lightly.
"Oh really? Maybe I should just... take these clothes off then." Sirius smirked lightly, pulling the t-shirt up ever so slightly, revealing a couple of inches of pale, perfect stomach. Remus swallowed, then crossed the room, putting his hands on Sirius'.
"You're a very sexy man Sirius, but I would like to return to the world eventually." He kissed Sirius quickly, then busied himself getting decent in last night's clothes. Picking up the wilting roses, Remus smiled sadly.
"Now, I'm going to my room to shower and get properly dressed, and then we're going to go see the others, and pretend nothing happened, just like planned. No more detour sex."
"But detour sex is the best kind!" Sirius whined, and Remus smiled slightly, kissing him again. Sirius got up, tangling his fingers with those of Remus' free hand, and walking with him to the door.
"I'll see you later." Remus promised, kissing him again, a long, slow, reassuring kiss. Sirius smiled when it was over, squeezing Remus' hand before letting it, and Remus, go.
000
By the time Remus was showered and dressed in clean clothes, and had headed down to the foyer where the others were, Sirius and James were in the middle of a lively conversation. Sirius seemed to have more energy than he had for years, his eyes shining, hands gesticulating wildly, as though the sex had recharged him. Smiling a small smile, Remus slid onto the sofa next to Sirius, pressed right up to him, gripping the other man's hand in secret.
"MOONY!" Sirius cried wildly, waving his free hand. "Did you sleep well?" He grinned.
Remus blushed ever so slightly. "Yes as a matter of fact, I slept incredibly well. It's nice to be somewhere stationary for awhile."
"Brilliant!" Sirius grinned.
"Jeeze, what the hell got into you last night Padders?" James said, eyeing Sirius, and Remus choked slightly. "I mean jeeze, who the hell did you fuck to get you in such a good mood?"
Sirius laughed madly. "James, to steal Remus' saying, you're an idiot. I'm just in a good mood! Like Rem said, it's nice not to be moving."
"Mhmm. Did something happen on your little mock date thing last night?" James raised an eyebrow, and both of them choked, hands relinquishing each other.
"No!" Remus cried, followed shortly by "Absolutely not!" From Sirius.
"Whatever." James rolled his eyes, and then proceeded to stare at the two of them, as though this, somehow, would make them let slip some saucy detail. They said nothing however, returning James' gaze straightfaced, and he sighed.
"Fine. Whatever. I s'pose it'd really be kinda freaky if you had done something anyway." He shrugged. "I'm gonna go for a walk, get some coffee. Tell Lily if you see her."
"Can-do." Sirius grinned, saluting. James shook his head and left, leaving Sirius and Remus alone in their secluded corner of the foyer, mostly hidden from prying eyes, due to a pot plant, and a blessed corner. As soon as the door closed behind James, Remus pressed his lips firmly to Sirius', straddling the surprised other man. After a passionate, loving kiss, Remus rested his forehead on Sirius'.
"Oh god, I thought he was gonna figure it out."
"Well, it's not going to take him long if you start straddling me in public." Sirius smirked. "Not that I mind."
Remus smiled, pressing his lips to Sirius' again, the two of them kissing passionately, hands running across each other's bodies. They were so busy with each other that they didn't even notice the footsteps, until they were followed by the squeal. They tore their lips apart, heads turning simultaneously to face Lily Evans-Potter, an expression of stunned disbelief on her freckled face. The three of them just stared at each other for a full half minute before Remus had the common decency to release the front of Sirius' t-shirt, and slide off him onto the seat beside. This seemed to break the frozen moment, as Lily walked shakily over to the other sofa, still staring at them as though she had been hit by lightning.
"Explain?" She said breathlessly, running a hand stressedly through her hair.
"Um... That's actually about the long and short of it." Remus said embarrassedly, and Sirius snorted.
"You mean long and long." He said quietly. Remus hit him in the side.
"Oh." Lily said faintly. "I mean... when??"
"Um..." Sirius counted quickly. "Approximately fifteen hours ago."
"Oh." Lily said, and the hand went through her hair again. "Um... congratulations?"
Sirius sighed. "I know it's a big deal or something, but just try to relax... We're still figuring things out ourselves."
Lily nodded. "So it's secret?" She seemed to be returning to herself, and slightly embarrassed by how flustered she had gotten.
"For now." Remus nodded. "Maybe not once we have some idea what the hell we're doing." He laughed slightly. "But for now... you've got to keep it secret that Sirius and I are dating."
"You mean fucking." Sirius muttered so that only Remus could hear him, and the bassist snickered lightly.
"Okay. Can do. I'll just... erm..." Lily got up, gesturing with her hands, and Sirius nodded.
"Nice talking with ya." He grinned, giving Lily a friendly wave.
Remus laughed. "Thanks for being so understanding, Lily."
"No probs. I wish you guys the best of luck."
"Or best of fuck anyway." Sirius sniggered once she was gone.
Remus elbowed him lightly. "Does everything have to be about sex?"
"Of course it does, sex is just about the most fun it's possible to have. Especially if it's good."
Remus rolled his eyes. "Well, as much fun as this is, we should be packing. The bus is leaving at two, remember."
"But Moooony! Want snogging!" Sirius pouted. Remus laughed slightly.
"The sooner you're packed, the sooner there can be snogging." He said, pecking Sirius lightly. "I'm gonna go get all my stuff away on the bus anyway." And with that Remus got up and walked away, Sirius following him after a minute.
000
Back on the bus, Remus lugged his bag over to his sleeping area to unpack again. It was surprisingly easy; they had been on tour for so long that the bus pretty much felt like home. He was bent over to slide the bag under his bed, when two hands descended gently on his arse.
Remus squeaked. "Sirius!" He said in a high pitched, nervous voice. Embarassed, he cleared his throat and tried again. "What was that for?"
Sirius was leaning elegantly on the wall, looking, oozing, and even smelling sexy. "Well it was there, and looking oh so soft and luscious that I just had to grab it."
Remus rolled his eyes, smiling, and wrapped his arms warmly around Sirius' waist, pulling the taller guitarist towards himself. "C'mere..."
Any further words either of them may have been thinking of saying were swept away at the contact of lips on lips, a warm, reassuring pressure, neither knew who had initiated, but both welcomed. Sirius took control fast, somehow manouvering them so that he could lie Remus down on his bed, every inch of him pressing down onto his lover, the feeling between them too intense for words.
"Oh, for fuck's sakes!"
Both of them looked up at Lily's exclamation, red colouring Remus' face.
"Well it was going that way before you showed up." Sirius rolled his eyes, not even bothering to get off Remus.
"If you want this to be secret for more than a day, you may have to lay off each other, and Sirius if you say anything about laying on each other, I will make it so you'll never lay on anyone again."
"Lily!" Remus gasped. "Punish him however you want, but don't take it out on me!"
Lily rolled her eyes and turned for the door. As she left, she muttered; "I need some female friends."
000
"I LOVE YOUUU!" Came the roar of the fans, as the Marauders took their places on stage, Sirius pausing to flash a cheeky grin at Remus before taking his place at the microphone. This was the only concert they had for the next week, a break all the band members were glad of.
"Well well well, this is certainly a sexy crowd tonight! I want you to all fucking SCREAM!"
The roar was deafening, and Sirius actually flinched.
"That was AWESOME! Let's play some MUSIC!"
The crowd went mad again as they launched into their first song, a morose, intense song Sirius had written, off their second album. Titled simply 'Whom', it was about the difficult journey to finding who you really are. As they played, Remus realised for the first time what this song was really about.
"Noone can ever know
What I am
Some demons come and capture you
My demons are my choice."
Sirius swung his guitar wildly, flopping his hair this way and that to the morose beat of the song. He winked briefly at Remus, seeing the look of realisation on the werewolf's face, before beginning the next verse.
"We all carry our monster within
None of us are pure
But I'm a sinner
Lost to what I make myself become."
Remus met Sirius' eyes again and shook his head briefly, before the beat sped up, the song taking on the more common intense, heavy sound of their music.
"Who am I really?
Noone can ever know
I guess it all depends on what's below.
Whom art thou?
Whom art thou?
Woo hoo!"
Remus watched Sirius as he played, laughing and screeching around like always, wiggling his arse for the crowd, shaking his hair enthusiastically, screaming the lyrics, but for the first time he saw what this song meant to Sirius, what it represented. For the first time, he realised how unclean Sirius felt.
000
"Great show, Sirius." Peter smiled, clapping Sirius on the shoulder as he headed for the bus after James and Lily, twirling his drumsticks idly as he went. Remus met eyes with Sirius, and the taller man seemed already to know what was coming.
"Yes, okay. I felt unclean. Still do, most of the time. It's... it's not as easy for me as it was for you."
"Why not?" Remus asked, taking Sirius' hands, refusing to let the other man break the eye contact.
"Because... I don't know. I know you get it, know how it feels to be unclean and... and... a perversion... but you didn't choose it. You didn't choose to be a werewolf. You never had to blame yourself for being something horrible."
"I chose to love you. I don't see what's wrong with it..."
"Yes, you chose to love me. Look, you don't look at... Steve, the sound tech, and go 'Daaamn, I would fuck his ass into the wall' and then remember he has a wife and kids. I spent years and years feeling filthy every time I whacked off imagining the Quidditch team in the showers, every time I got a little buzz just from playwrestling from James. It's not easy to let that kind of self-loathing go. If I hadn't had you to talk to, to give me hope, to remind me to keep strong and fight to be accepted regardless of what I was, I would have killed myself a long time ago, just to stop feeling like that."
Lost for words, Remus pressed his lips softly against Sirius', just for a second. "I love you." He whispered. "You didn't notice before when I said it, but I do."
"I love you too." Sirius smiled gently, wrapping his arms around Remus, their lips brushing each other lightly. "I owe you the world."
"You've already given me it."
A/N: This chapter was incredibly hard to write, I find it hard to get enthusiasm for this fic lately, but here it is. I sure showed me, huh? XD I hope you liked the lemon. I'm not happy with it, but every time I go to edit it, I get all squirmy and go like 'naaah it totally doesn't need tweaking and if I don't think about it it doesn't exist LA LA LA'
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remuslives23: I love you too! Your reviews always put a smile on my dial XD Sirimus kisses are the best thing to go to sleep on. Even if it tends to annoy them, all these fangirls falling asleep on them when they're trying to make out. XD
Miss Music666: Bass is awesome! A friend of mine plays bass lol.
xX-Fiona-Xx: Neeeeeeeeurg not really. I might (MIGHT) have figured out how I can fit Snape in though. Just for you. You fanfic manipulator XD
And Sirius sends extra kisses to Rienne224, Vampiress, Scoot, 9jamie, and Slasharific. Thank you all!