Part 2 because you guys are pervs and wanted more ;]
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The morning after was like any other.
Sirius woke up exactly thirty minutes after Remus, staggering into the bathroom as the werewolf walked out. His bed hair was the worst to date and he had the most childish pout, yet he manage to give Remus a small smile when he closed the door.
Remus had never felt more relieved. The events of the other night were still fresh in his mind, oddly enough. He hated to admit it but he still felt Sirius' lips against his neck. As he dressed, he checked to see if Sirius had left any marks. He didn't want to explain any of this to anyone.
The week went on as usual.
Classes were normal, not counting History of Magic which always managed to be the most dull class. Lunch was a normal affair for the four boys and, once, James and Sirius had spent the entire hour talking about how stupid it was to leave dungbombs inside their pockets the entire morning.
Sirius kept giving Remus smiles and winks, like he always did. But now it was a bit different. He didn't shove him away when he got too close, a habit Remus' mother had always tried to teach him no to do but failed when she noticed how much he liked being close to people.
Instead, Sirius would press closer against him, making Remus cough nervously when James told them they looked like they were stuck together.
Other times, Sirius stared. A lot. He stared at Remus as he ran towards his next class. He stared the whole time Remus explain a particular wand movement to Peter. It wasn't his normal stare that he gave people when he felt the conversation was pointless and should be left for later. It was like…that night. Remus caught Sirius looking at his neck several times.
They both knew it didn't mean anything. They just noticed things that they hadn't been aware of before.
Exactly one week after The Wank, Remus invited a pretty Ravenclaw to study. They did study…for a short while. The library wasn't the most romantic place for a snog but she now opened her mouth into the kiss and Remus forgot all about romantics.
Soon she moved onto Remus' lap and deftly moved to kneel in front of him. Remus was so excited and nervous that he thought he might come as she unzipped his trousers. He didn't remember her name, though. Was it Sandra, or Susan? No, it was Sarah. Merlin, he was turning into Sirius…
Remus heard a noise and instantly came back into focus of his surroundings. He looked and listened, for once grateful he was able to hear and see things that other people could not. He heard what he thought was someone breathing or moving along the aisles. It couldn't be Mrs. Norris, or Filch. Madam Pince never came this far back but, what if she did? What if he was banned?
There! Remus saw a shadow and he held his breath while Sandra ( or Susan) was completely unaware of Remus' mental battle. The thing came closer and closer until…
Sirius leaned against the bookshelf, dust flying everywhere as he settled against it.
Remus was at lost. He had a lovely girl on her knees, sucking him off in a dark corner in the library, yet the one thing that made his cock harder in an instant was the mere presence of his best friend. He tried to look away, to think of the girl (Sarah?) and her mouth but Sirius was smirking now, giving Remus that fucking look.
Remus arched on the wooden chair, gagging the poor girl with his sudden movement. A quick 'sorry' cheered her up and she kept on sucking. Sirius stood there, motionless for a couple of minutes before he moved his hand over to his cock.
Remus closed his eyes and tried so, so hard to think of the girl (Hannah?) but he failed, eye searching for Sirius when he opened them again. He had to bite his lip, hard.
Sirius had his hand down his trousers, not wanking like he wanted to get off quickly, but simply stroking like he was waiting for the right moment. He followed a rhythm, Remus noticed. Every time the girls' head moved up, Sirius moved his hand along with it under his pants. When she went down, so did Sirius.
Remus moved his hand unto the bobbing head, pushing it down faster until the girl got the point. He stifled his moans really well, breathing through his nose, which made him sound like Moony after running around nonstop the entire night.
Watching Sirius' arm strain and move so rapidly brought Remus to come quickly. As he came, he felt like he had no control of his head whatsoever, letting it fall back and then tilt to the side as his mouth opened to let out a loud gasp.
The girl spat out the remnants of his orgasm on the floor and Remus tried not to cringe when he noticed just how badly he mussed her hair up. He looked up and noticed Sirius had left, disappointment filling Remus when he realized that he didn't get to see him come.
After a while, Remus walked her back to Ravenclaw Tower. She told him that they could arrange another date soon so that he could show her what he probably was desperate to do.
He avoided her after that day.
Another week had passed and still no change or awkward moments between the two boys. Sirius saw one girl during the week but quickly avoided her because she, according to Sirius, 'was too whiny.'
Then something happened.
Remus walked towards Gryffindor Tower after having successfully finding all the books he needed for a class when he was yanked into a dark, musty classroom. Faster than he could even think about reaching for wand, Remus felt a warm body move against his, Sirius' scent filling his nose.
'It's me, don't worry.' Sirius' body was trembling, due to arousal or cold, Remus didn't know. Sirius began to rock his hips against the werewolf, the only part of their bodies that touched.
'You shouldn't do that, Pads.' Remus knew it was useless, to try and stop Sirius. How could he stop Sirius when he couldn't stop his own hips from jerking forward?
'You've ruined me, you know,' Sirius' breath tickled Remus' neck. 'No girl has ever done what you did.'
'And what exactly did I do?' Remus broke off with a soft moan as Sirius moved himself to fit inside his parted thighs.
'Make me want more, you prat!' Sirius growled as he cupped Remus' cock suddenly, laughing into his neck when he heard the clatter of books hitting the stone floor as Remus' hands hung uselessly in the air.
'Not…' Remus bucked into Sirius. 'Not here.' He pushed Sirius away to get his mind and breathing under control. Then he grinned. 'Last one to our room is a nancy!' Tripping over books, Remus ran from the room, laughing, while a very angry and a very hard Sirius Black ran behind him.
It wasn't a long run, but that didn't stop Sirius from screaming how he was going to hang Remus from their window by his cock. Those poor first year children would never be the same…
The door slammed against the stone wall as they both used their bodies to push it open, immediately reaching for each other once they were inside the confines of their room. Remus' bed was the closest and he was pushed backwards towards it, undoing his clothes as he went.
'James? Peter?' Sirius asked, breathing heavily while taking his cloak off.
'Class. Library.' Remus managed to take his shirt off, eyes fixed on Sirius' hands as one undid his tie while the other moved swiftly over the buttons.
Trousers and pants were next, the distinct sound of belts being pulled quickly out of belt loops making them pant harder. Not once did they look away from each other, transfixed as they had less clothing every time they blinked.
Sirius finished first and stood over the werewolf, the tip of his nose bumping into Remus'. Not daring to ask the questions verbally, he looked into Remus' eyes, breath hitching a little as Remus gave a quick nod.
Sirius dove in, mouth opening to accept Remus' tongue which was now eagerly sliding along his. He pushed Remus back, moaning as the tip of his cock slid along the warm skin of Remus' stomach.
Remus pulled back to look up at Sirius, biting his lip as he shook his head in disbelief. 'This is mad, you know. Fucking mad.'
'It could be worse,' Sirius said before giving Remus a quick peck on the lips. 'You could be James.'
Dual sounds of disgust started a half hearted wrestling match, with Sirius trying to press Remus down while Remus tried to push Sirius off. Hooking his leg around one of Sirius', Remus managed to flip them over but froze when his cock slid alongside Sirius'.
'Do it again.' Sirius moaned as Remus rocked against him, one hand slamming down on his lower back to bring Remus closer. Remus felt dizzy and for a moment he thought he wouldn't be able to concentrate fully on the back and forth movement he was supposed to do.
'Move your hands here,' Sirius said, grabbing hold of Remus' hands to place them on the bed, silently wondering how many books Remus had to carry to have such firm muscles.
With Remus bracing himself, Sirius reached between them to grab both their cocks, liking the feel of hot and slick skin. They moaned simultaneously, encouraging Sirius to stroke them at the same time.
Remus whimpered into Sirius' mouth as he moved above him. He'd thrust his hips down just as Sirius' would snap up, stilling his hand for a moment before they pulled apart to do it again.
Sirius pulled Remus' head down for a kiss, moaning and hissing into his mouth even as the boy moved wildly above him. The thrill of seeing his shy, calm Remus turn into this whimpering, trembling body above him only made Sirius stroke them harder.
Gasping hard enough to make his lungs hurt, Sirius looked between them, an overpowering wave of arousal making his head fall back when he saw two red, wet cocks in his grip.
'Coming,' Sirius barely managed to choke out as he finished them off. Remus' thin frame convulsed as he came, then began to snog the breath and moans out of Sirius mouth when his orgasm hit him.
They both got a sense of déjà vu when they found their foreheads touching, much like the last time. Only this time they kissed and hummed pleasantly when they brushed the back of their hands on each others' cocks.
Suddenly, Sirius began to chuckle as he turned to lie on his side, taking Remus along with him.
'What?' Remus began to clean himself up.
'Thought of something.' Sirius' fingers were idly drawing circles on his stomach. Remus stared.
'That's impossible.' A hard smack against Remus' thigh became a soft caress.
'I just thought that I should change my name to Sirius Black, The Impaler of Men.' They turned to look at each other for a moment before Remus snorted and Sirius guffawed into Remus' neck.
'The Impaler of Men? Bloody hell, how many blokes are you going to fuck?' Remus didn't feel jealous. He didn't.
'No one if you don't,' Sirius proposed with a quirk of an elegant eyebrow. Remus sobered up, then nodded before finding his mouth filled with Sirius' tongue again.
It was just a wank, really.
But it was the one wank with the most brilliant and mind blowing consequences.
Again, thank you for sticking around :D
I was thinking (impossible!) if I'll ever be able to write anything below a T rating again...nope.
R/R please!