AN:Sexy scenes ahead.

Chapter 5

"Gorgeous," Sirius breathes into Teddy's chest as his tongue trails downwards, marking his small frame with a scar on his chest and one in his side.

"Sirius. Sirius. Yes. Please, now," Teddy pleads with his brown eyes as Sirius's mouth is wrapped around his cock, his fingers exploring his entrance. Sirius kisses him once before thrusting into him slickly and rocking his hips until he shudders from the tightness surrounding him.

Sirius wakes up with the sheets bunched around his waist, sweat clinging to his body. He grimaces at the evidence of his dream. No, not dream. It's a bleeding nightmare is what it is. Ever since that time during the summer holidays, Sirius can't get the picture of Teddy on his back, kissing that man so passionately out of his head.

It is one thing to dream of Remus even if it left him reaching out an arm to wrap around the body that is no longer present and the ache of it crashing down on him. It is honestly not alright to have thoughts or even uncontrollable dreams of Remus's son even if he looks awfully like Remus at seventeen.

The shrill of the alarm clock forces him to leave his bed; there's work to do today. Besides, there is absolutely no way he could have gone to sleep after that anyway.

OOooOO

Teddy is persistent, Sirius will give him that. He shows up at Sirius's house sometimes dressed in clothes that make his mouth water and hair gelled to stand. Holidays have become a time when Sirius cannot avoid seeing Teddy in person; it's bloody torture to constantly be aware of the effect the young man has on his body and not be able to do something about it.

For the first time in his life, Sirius is actually having to resist someone's attempts instead of being the one making advances. Worst of all? It is from somebody he would very much like to jump into bed with. He looks up at the heavens and thinks that Remus is probably having a good laugh about this. If he is watching, he should be proud of Sirius's control.

Right before Christmas is always a busy time for Sirius, he has really come to enjoy his line of work. It isn't so much work if he likes it though, is it? But his back could really do with some break from all the paperwork at his desk. He is just about to make a trip to the kitchen when a chorus from Aerosmith's 'Kings and Queens' startles him. Merlin, not Teddy at this time.

"Sirius Black," Sirius answers formally and he hears the laugh on the other side of the call.

"Well, hello to you too, sir." Teddy's teasing lilt sends a spike of desire all the way down to Sirius's groin. "Are you busy?" Meaning, he wants to go out with the excuse of shopping or 'catching up' since Sirius is always away. Unfortunately Teddy translates that to 'catching' Sirius anywhere and everywhere when they are sitting or walking.

"I am actually," Sirius tells him truthfully, he is a shitty liar when Teddy wants his way and to be honest, he does want to see the boy—man, he is a man now, he reminds himself.

"Oh." Teddy sounds disappointed. "That's too bad. Where are you anyway? Office?" Sirius is used to the way Teddy always finds it funny that Sirius has turned a spare room in his house to be his 'office'.

"Yeah, swamped before the holidays," Sirius tells him as he looks over the balances with a frown; he really needs another hand to help him with this. What is the point of having magic if he has to count like a Muggle anyway?

"Oh, yeah?" there is something in Teddy's voice that has Sirius pausing in his work as he listens to Teddy's loud breathing.

"Teddy? Are you alright?" he asks.

"Uh-huh. Are you sitting?" Teddy asks instead of replying and Sirius affirms it. "Are you in one of those suits again?" Now Sirius is really concerned and he mentions it but Teddy seems to be ignoring him.

"Fuck, Sirius. That's so sexy," he says breathlessly on the phone and Sirius is shocked. Could he be…no way.

"Teddy, what exactly are you doing?" he asks shakily, trying to rein in his own hormones at the thought that Teddy is probably—

"Thinking about you," Teddy tells him hoarsely as his breathing becomes erratic. "God, Sirius, you have no idea what you do to me." Actually he does, because within the next second Sirius finds his other hand dropping the register and unzipping his trouser. He is already half-hard from Teddy's aroused voice in his ears and it only takes a little more imagination on his part to progress.

Is Teddy lying down on his back? Is he in jeans? Maybe they are all the way down to his ankles…or maybe he is slipping his hand through the zipper but he knows Teddy and somehow it seems the former is more likely; all carefree and unworried. Teddy lets out a breath over the connection and Sirius's mouth parts. Is this how he sounds when someone blows him? Merlin…

"You shouldn't be doing this, Teddy," Sirius manages to say over their simultaneous wank, his own hand working up and down his cock.

"I know," Teddy replies, "isn't that half the fun? Oh God! Sirius, I think I—" But Sirius doesn't get to hear anymore because his own orgasm hits him at the thought of tasting Teddy everywhere.

There is a heavy silence as the weight of it all, the line that they have just crossed settles around Sirius. Shit.

"I should probably get back to work," Sirius manages and Teddy hangs up with a goodbye, not arguing.

OOooOO

Spending birthdays with friends is always good but it is a different kind of good when those friends—also dubbed the 'Triple T's'—are the ones that accept one with all their wolf-y goodness, well, Teddy is enjoying a sense of contentment that he hasn't in a long while. Until a spray of water hits his face that is.

Teddy snaps his eyes open and sits up on the grass with a scowl to see Thomas twisting the cap of his water bottle close and grinning. Tony is smiling from beside Thomas slightly; he and Teddy are still at odds. At least Tony isn't refusing to hang around Teddy anymore even if he is visibly uncomfortable with his sexuality.

"What the hell was that for?" Teddy asks and Thomas sits down before replying.

"Just wanted to check that theory about wolves being scared of water." He says easily earning a roll of eyes from Teddy.

"That's not werewolf, it's a vampire theory." Tony replies like the know-it-all he is and Teddy grins as Thomas looks disgruntled.

"Whatever." He says dismissively before turning to Teddy again, "So, silver? I know silver burns you guys, no really!" he adds when Teddy rolls his eyes and flicks him on the forehead.

"No, midget. Silver is good ol' silver. It does nothing. At all. And what in the world are you reading anyway?"

"Wikipedia," Thomas replies smartly.

"You're obsessed is what you are," Teddy tells him easily as he grabs him in a headlock. Tony watches them with a look as if they are idiots and shakes his head before pushing his glasses up his nose and then suddenly grabs Thomas's water bottle from the ground and splashes them both.

"No…" Teddy mirrors Thomas's shocked look and they look at each other. Tony smirks at them.

"Weren't expecting that, were you, you sodding poofs?" Teddy stares at him in shock but then Thomas breaks the moment as he tackles the other boy to the ground, making ostentatiously smacking sounds as he tries to push his lips against his face.

"Yes, yes. My love, make me yours!"

"Someone needs to burn all your books," Tony manages as he pushes away Thomas's face with a bored look. Teddy titters at that and falls back on the grass. Yeah, this is good, he thinks. Maybe Tony will come around, maybe he will start accepting Teddy as he is—in all his 'poof-y, wolf-y goodness' as Thomas likes to say.

OOooOO

Teddy hasn't even been home a week and he is mussing up his hair into a gravity-defying quiff; Sirius just doesn't understand why young men are obsessed with that hairstyle.

Sirius stares at Teddy's back waiting for an answer as the boy ignores him in favour of spraying that God-forsaken body spray all over. He has barely turned eighteen but that doesn't stop Sirius's treacherous eyes raking all over his body covered in leather.

"I asked you where you're going, Teddy."

"I heard you," Teddy retorts, "don't treat me like an idiot."

"Then quit acting like one," Sirius snaps and they glare at one another for a second before Teddy turns away to face the mirror.

"I'm going out," Teddy finally answers and Sirius raises an eyebrow.

"Out?" he asks taking in Teddy's clothes that are pretty much begging to be ripped off and having him bent over anywhere. "Where exactly are you going, Teddy?"

"Glock's." Glock's? Glo…oh! The club where Teddy had picked up that man during summer. No way. Sirius pushes down the uninvited jealousy so that he can talk like the adult he is.

"Seriously? You're going to a club for a birthday shag?" Teddy gives him a narrow look.

"Yeah, I am actually, since the guy I do want to shag is apparently not willing." Sirius barely manages to keep his jaw from dropping.

"Oh come on, kid. There are better ways to spend one's birthday," Sirius tells him instead and receives a glare.

"I'm not a kid, Sirius!" Sirius grins, at least he has stopped acting as if Sirius is a bug he wants to crush.

"Yeah, how can I forget? I got the Firewhisky, remember?" And the cake, but Teddy doesn't need to know that and all the dirty thoughts he had had of licking off icing from the young man's stomach.

"Sirius," Teddy says softly breaking him out of his thoughts as he sits on his bed. "This is the reason why; I don't want to be a kid forever." Sirius's smile drops as he looks at Teddy's sudden drop of shoulders. Okay, he hadn't thought his comment would have that sort of effect.

"Teddy, hey." Sirius walks up to him and places a hand on his shoulder. "I never meant to offend you, kid—shit—sorry." He sees Teddy's lips lift at that and before he can stop himself, "You know I only do it out of love." Sirius wishes a portal would open up right where he is standing and suck him into the land of idiots, right where he belongs.

"No, Sirius. You don't get it." Teddy licks his lips and looks up. "I don't want to be the only eighteen year-old in existence who hasn't had—who's still a…y'know?" Teddy blushes and Sirius's mouth drops open then. All this time…then the summer with that man, he hadn't…bloody hell! Is he supposed to feel this elated at the news? He closes his mouth.

"Teddy," Sirius starts carefully, "look, I know you want to get laid and it's all good. But do you really want your first time to be with some random stranger you'll probably never meet again?" Because even if his first hadn't been Remus, he had liked Marlene enough that he never regretted it even if he always counts Remus to be his first and only because he is the only one that had mattered. Still does. But now…

"Lots of guys do it," Teddy replies with a shrug but Sirius can see the forlorn expression on his well-carved features. Sirius should leave him to his devices, should walk out right now and let Teddy take responsibility for his own actions, should not even think about what he is thinking right now but he ignores that voice of reason and instead squeezes Teddy's shoulder before trailing his hand up, up and higher until his palm is pressed against Teddy's cheek. His heart is wreaking havoc inside his chest.

"Sirius?" Teddy looks up, unsure, confused and Sirius shifts his hand to cup the back of his head as he continues looking down from where he is standing. "What are you doing?"

Indeed, what is he doing? Sirius doesn't reply as he leans down and looks into Teddy's eyes as he brings up his other hand and brushes his lips with the pad of his thumb. Teddy shivers at the contact and closes his eyes. If it is a choice between strangers and Sirius for Teddy, he can't let the werewolf throw himself into a den of lions. Alright, maybe he is being a bit dramatic, but Teddy is a very, very good-looking boy; he would be like fresh meat in a club full of men who have eyes for nothing except a fine mouth and arse.

"Helping out a friend," Sirius tells him finally as he kneels on the floor, not breaking contact and pressing a soft kiss to Teddy's cheek.

OOooOO

Teddy's heart races around in his chest like it is running a marathon as Sirius's lips ghost over his and he shivers. He has been thinking about this for so long, has wanted this for such a long time and now that it is happening, all he can do is sit still because if he moves, he thinks Sirius may wake up from whatever this is and stop. He can't let Sirius stop.

"Teddy." Merlin, the way Sirius says his name. He exhales and licks his lip, his eyes down when he feels Sirius's hand stop moving. "Look at me, Teddy." He does and what he sees there sends a jolt of arousal, surprise and anticipation all the way down to his toes. He needs to get his groove on, what is wrong with him? This is the man he's been dreaming of for months.

"You have no idea, do you Sirius? I've been looking at you a long time," Teddy tells him and when did his voice take on that tone? But judging by the way Sirius's pupils dilate, he thinks he likes it. He licks his lips as their eyes are locked and sees Sirius's grey gaze dart to his mouth. "Kiss me," he says softly or at least tries to because mid-sentence, Sirius grabs the sides of his face in both hands and crushes their lips together.

It's like the Earth just moved from its axis.

Teddy grabs hold of Sirius's collar as he makes an inarticulate noise that he has no time to be embarrassed about. He feels the wetness of Sirius's tongue against his lips and parts them to feel their tongues touch. God, this is just incredible.

Sirius keeps kissing him even as Teddy feels himself being pushed back on his bed with Sirius's weight on top of him. He has never been kissed so much and certainly not like this, it's unbelievable how hot just kissing can make him.

Their shirts come off and Teddy is panting in anticipation and lust by the time Sirius pulls his trouser down with some difficulty as he curses the leather. Teddy laughs a little before his cock is freed and Sirius's fingers are closed around it. It doesn't take much, either Sirius is just as good as he says or Teddy is just too hot for this man. Either way, he comes fast the first time and Sirius kisses him again with promises of more. He has way too much clothes on and Teddy, in his haste ends up butting his head against Sirius's chin while trying to pull off his chinos.

"Shit! Sorry—I—" Sirius's eyes are watery but he shakes his head and instead nuzzles Teddy's hair.

"'S alright. But there's no need to hurry." Teddy can feel his face flaming. "We've got all night." They don't take all night but eventually they slow down and Teddy eagerly positions himself on his hands and knees when Sirius prepares him. It burns but Teddy knows that is expected and it is good, really, until Sirius's fingers find a spot inside him that blinds him with pleasure and he is impatient to be filled by the man.

"Sirius. Just…please." He sounds desperate, pleading but if it gets Sirius to move past foreplay, he is ready to grovel at the man's feet at this point. The git of a man has the nerve to smile at him.

Sirius doesn't rush no matter how much Teddy tries to coax him though, how bad can it be? Sirius kisses the back of his neck and murmurs softly to him that this is going to hurt and Teddy knows that but when Sirius is actually starting to enter him, at one point he thinks he will break.

The pain.

Teddy cries out and Sirius kisses his hair, holds him still, tells him that it's okay and after what feels like hours, Teddy clutches the bed sheet in a way that makes his knuckles white as Sirius moves inside him. In his head, things had always been much smoother, their bodies moving more in an artful dance and sounding soft yet sexy.

But even as his arms are aching and he can feel the heat as their bodies are covered in perspiration, he feels the pain receding as Sirius continues moving and suddenly he is hit with the thought that this is Sirius who is kissing his shoulder, Sirius whose one hand is wrapped around his torso in a tight embrace while his other is holding his hip steady. Sirius who is in him; the sensation of being so full…Merlin. This is better than anything, better than his feeble dreams because this is real and it is happening to him.

He cries out again, in pleasure now when Sirius finds that spot again and he sees stars as pleasure builds up and up and he shouts as it explodes out of him and he can vaguely feel Sirius's warmth filling him up.

"Merlin's…Teddy? Hey, kid, you alright?" Sirius asks him when Teddy slumps, utterly spent and soundless. He wants to say that he isn't a 'kid' but he is honestly just too wrung out. He feels Sirius's hands holding him by the waist and turning him around as if it is no mean feat and sees the look of relief cross his features.

"That was incredible. Was it alright for you?" he has an expression that is so tender it has Teddy wanting to cradle the man in his arms and cuddle up with.

"Yeah," Teddy replies tiredly as he smiles dopily. "Better than alright. Amazing. Brill…liant. Illu…min…ating." Teddy doesn't even know what he is saying and trails off as he hears Sirius laugh. He feels a warmth of something inside as Sirius kisses the top of his head before he is out like a light.