Disclaimer;;

I do not own Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, or any other character that might show up in the resulting story. They all belong to the lovely J.K. Rowling.

Author's Note;;

O: chapter ten. huzzah!

"Remus, where are we going?" Sirius whined again. Remus chuckled, a sound low in his throat that made Sirius shiver unexpectedly.

"Just a little bit further," Remus said. Sirius hadn't a clue where they were seeing as to how Remus wouldn't let him use a single lumos spell to guide his own feet. He was beginning to think that Remus had been planning this for sometime now and knew the way by heart.

"Okay then. Stay here," Remus squeezed his fingers once before slipping out of the Invisibility Cloak. Sirius could hear him muttering some spells before coming back to fetch him. The two made their way through the dark and past some doors into a room.

Sirius tugged the cloak off of him, "You brought me to the library?"

"Shut up," Remus growled, capturing Sirius' lips with his own, an arm ensnaring the dark haired boy's waist tugging him close. Sirius let out a moan of surprise, eyes closing easily as he fell into the sensations. Hands traveled under his shirt, warm burning hands against his suddenly chilly flesh, making Sirius moan. He wrapped his own hands around Remus' waist before sliding one hand into the werewolf's hair. Moony growled, making Sirius pause for a moment. Remus pulled back, breathing heavy although there wasn't really a need.

"Sorry," he breathed, dropping his eyes for a moment, "I don't think Moony likes losing control." Sirius laughed, a soft flighty sound, and tugged Remus' face back to his own, earning a hot kiss and another growl. Remus pulled away again and took Sirius' and led him to a table, pulling the black haired boy with him. Sirius more or less fell onto his love, straddling the other's hips as he leaned down to kiss Remus' throat. Remus jerked a little at the soft bite Sirius gave, making the latter chuckle and lick the 'wound' softly.

Remus slid an arm back up Sirius' shirt, fingers making designs on the boy's back, the other tangling in soft black hair. He drew Sirius' face back up to his own and kissed him softly, almost tentatively. It made Sirius pause for a moment before kissing back. He couldn't figure out the question that Remus seemed to be asking him. Remus sat up, lips still locked to Sirius as he moved them so that Sirius was now under him and laying a bit more comfortably on the table.

"What are you doing, Remus?"

Remus said nothing, hands tugging at Sirius' shirt as he bit and licked the flesh where Sirius' neck met his shoulder. Sirius couldn't help but moan and writhe. It was strange being the one on bottom, being the one helpless to his lover's kisses and hands.

"Remus."

The name came out strangled, ragged, as Remus suddenly managed to unbutton his shirt and suckled on a pert nipple lightly, fingers ghosting over his sides. He could practically feel Remus smirk against his flesh as he hissed pure desire into the darkness of the library. Sirius closed his eyes, one hand gripping the edge of the table, the other thrown somewhere above his head. Hot wet flesh trailed down from his nipples, tracing taut muscles downwards.

Oh Merlin.

Remus looked up at Sirius and chuckled at seeing the boy's eyes closed his face flush and a little bit damp with sweat. His own eyes narrowed in something resembling lust as he rolled his hips against Sirius.

"Remus," Sirius moaned the werewolf's name, hands twitching as lust rolled through his veins. Remus growled softly at the sound of his name, hips rolling a second time.

"Remus, Remus, Remus," Sirius whispered, eyes breaking open. Remus sat on top of his hips, hair swinging into his face a bit, eyes partially closed. Merlin, he looked utterly delectable.

"Come here," Sirius said…no, begged. Sirius Black was begging for just one kiss. He gasped softly at the smirk that broke across Remus' face as he leaned down to kiss Sirius. Who knew that Remus was such a dominant creature? It was amazing and refreshing to not be the one in charge but Sirius hadn't expected any being to be able to create such utter desires in him.

Sirius pulled Remus close to him in one swift move. One arm was flung around the werewolf's chest, the other entangled in his hair. Sirius ignored the soft growls that tore from Moony's throat as he demanded his kiss. Lips parted, tongues battled and gasps and moans were heard throughout the otherwise silent library.

Eventually the two broke the kiss off, both breathing hot and heavy. Remus was still lying on top of Sirius whose hand was still wrapped in Remus' hair. They lied there for sometime, simply enjoying each other's warmth until Sirius squirmed and complained about how fat Remus was. The werewolf bit him on the wrist lightly, earning a moan as he rolled off and curled up next to Sirius. The two moved to face each other, Remus' leg thrown across Sirius' hips. Sirius couldn't help but wiggle around a bit and bury his face into Remus' chest. Remus wrapped an arm around him, tugging him close and kissed the top of his head. This was why Sirius loved being alone with the werewolf. He could play the part of the love struck girl and just, well, cuddle with Remus.

"Sirius?"

"Mmm?" Sirius had closed his eyes, listening to Remus' breathing and heartbeat.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Stopping me," Remus sighed. Sirius opened his eyes and twisted to look up at the other boy.

"What are you talking about?"

"When you asked me to come here, it stopped me, well, more Moony I suppose," Remus said. Sirius could almost see the faint blush that was spreading across Remus' face. Sirius couldn't help but smirk as he sat up, already knowing the answer to his question.

"From doing what? What did Moony want to do tonight?" he asked, leaning over Remus' face, his hair falling forward to tickle the boy's cheeks. Remus closed his eyes and visibly swallowed, his breathing increasing again.

"He," Remus paused, unable to speak the words. Sirius kissed him on the forehead lightly.

"It's okay Remus. I knew what I was in for when I agreed to be Moony's mate. You can tell me," Sirius whispered.

Remus opened his eyes and Sirius could see the faint stirrings of the wolf in them.

"Moony wanted to take you, to properly claim you as his mate," Remus said, although the words came out in a bit of a rush. Sirius couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped him as he laid back down, pressing his back against Remus. Remus growled softly but pulled Sirius close once more, spooning.

"I wouldn't have minded at all," Sirius whispered, just loud enough for Remus to hear, "Not at all."