The Sexual Education of Remus J. Lupin - COMPLETE

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Authors Note: This is not your typical fan fiction. This is simply a role-play that a friend of mine and I have been doing for a short while, and we have both been enjoying it so much that we thought it needed to be shared. This explains the constant switching between Sirius’ and Remus’ points of view. We hope you enjoy!

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InvokingRainbows (Me!) : Remus J. Lupin and various “NPC’s”.

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The Sexual Education of Remus J. Lupin

Chapter 10

Lesson Ten: Nobody’s Perfect
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Remus and Sirius had spent the rest of the evening on the grounds, snogging in various places. It was almost as if the two canine-esque boys were marking their territory in a way, making out down by the lake, in the pumpkin patch, and on any bench or grassy patch they could find. Things were great again, and though Remus was still a bit apprehensive about Sirius’ ability to truly commit to him, despite his bold declaration, he was giving his boyfriend the benefit of the doubt.

The following week went by just fine. Better than fine, in fact. Him and Sirius, though inseparable before they even had begun to date, were even more so now, if that was even possible. They held hands all the time unless one or the other had too much to carry, and when they did (and it was typically Remus’ with his arms filled with books), Sirius would simply keep his arm around Remus’ waist, almost as if the two absolutely had to be touching at all times. Remus was happier than he had ever thought possible.

It was Saturday by now, and Remus was currently settled comfortably in the common room, sitting by the fire and catching up on some studying. Well, not so much catching up, as working ahead. Either way, he had nothing better to do, since Sirius had gotten himself detention for that evening somehow. Remus wasn’t sure when it had happened since they spent most of their time together, but what little time they hadn’t spent together was surely enough time for Sirius to land himself in detention. The boy was rather talented at that, getting in trouble.

 The week following Sirius' declaration of love for Remus in front of the entire school went relatively smoothly. Of course there were rumors flying everywhere about the once infamous ladies man Sirius Black, but most people were too afraid of pissing off the even more infamous Marauders to say anything to Sirius about it. It was actually a really nice feeling, not having to hide Remus anymore. That meant that the dark haired teen could walk down the corridors hand in hand with his werewolf, and snog him whenever he liked wherever he liked. Sirius also found it quite comical that the pair of them managed to land a few fan girls, who wanted nothing more than to catch the two kissing so they could take a picture and hang it up in their dormitory.
 
Sirius had a stroke of brilliance sometime in the middle of the week, where he realized that he still hadn't taken Remus on a proper date since the two had gotten together. He also realized that though Remus wasn't mad at him anymore, Sirius still had a lot of work to do to fix the mistake he made when he kissed that girl. So, with the help of dozens of house elves, his best friends James and Peter, and one of their new fan girls, Sirius formulated an idea for an absolutely perfect date. The first step was convincing Remus that he had landed himself in detention, which wasn't that much of a stretch, all things considered. Once he was sure Remus had bought that little white lie, Sirius then began his work, with the help of those house elves, turning the Room of Requirement into the perfect little surprise for Remus. He even managed to skip one of his classes, with James' assistance along with the invisibility cloak. Sirius and James, after much sneaking, found their way out of Hogwarts Castle, and into the cellar of the sweet shop Honeydukes.
 
After the two managed this feat, they hurried back towards the castle, their arms filled to the absolute maximum with sweets, mostly comprised of chocolate and sugar quills. Evans had volunteered to stash the sweets in her dorm until Saturday evening. Finally, after much waiting and anticipating, It was time to put his plan into action. Giving Remus a peck on the lips, Sirius hurried out of the common room for his “detention”. Instead of going to said 'detention', however, Sirius met James right outside the portrait hole. “Everything ready?” Sirius asked, his palms sweating. “Yeah mate, I've got them all right here.” James replied, nodding down to all the little slips of parchment he had in his arms. “Brilliant.” Sirius said with a shaky laugh. Quickly, the boys riffled through the bits of parchment, until Sirius found the one he needed. “Right, take this one to Remus, but wait 20 minutes because I have to put the rest of these down.”
 
James gave Sirius a salute and hurried back through the portrait hole, the slip of parchment in his hands. Sirius, who was finally alone, rushed forwards, nearly dropping one of the pieces of parchment in his eagerness. This plan was COMPLETELY foolproof, he just knew it. James was going to give Remus that slip of parchment, which would then reveal a clue to the location of the next piece of parchment, which would reveal a clue to the next, and then the next, going on and on until the last slip of parchment, which would tell Remus to go to the room of requirement. There, Remus would find the surprise of his life. If only Sirius managed to get all the pieces together before Remus got there.

While Sirius was off putting the parchment in place and then waiting in the room of requirement, James was sitting in a chair a few feet away from Remus. Waiting patiently, well as patiently as he could, the black haired male finally stood up, when exactly 20 minutes had passed. Walking over to Remus, grinning widely, James spoke. “Oi, I'm going to bed.” He said simply, faking a yawn and stretching his arms out, letting the parchment fall directly on Remus' lap. Before Remus had a chance to really stop him, James had bounded up the stairs to the dormitory. On that slip of parchment, in Sirius' scrawly handwriting, read the words “Lost your boyfriend have you? Well gee, that's a shame. Don't worry, detention wasn't to blame. Don't bother looking in all the crannies and nooks, you'll find what you need in the place filled with books.”

Remus had greeted James when he came in through the portrait hole shortly after Sirius had left for his detention, the two boys sitting in comfortable silence while Remus continued to study. He looked up when James announced he would be going to bed, and stared down at the bit of parchment that had fallen into his lap. He picked it up, and had opened his mouth to shout to James that he’d dropped something, but James was already gone. Curiosity getting the best of him, he unfolded it and read what it had to say.

That’s when he grinned. So, Sirius had been lying to him, eh? No detention? What was this little game hew as trying to pull off, Remus wondered. He closed his book and set it down on the small table next to the couch, standing up and re-reading it. It was a cute sort of riddle, and Sirius knew Remus very well, which was probably why he’d written it that way. Remus loved riddles and puzzles.

So, he made his way out of the portrait hole and down to the obvious place the clue had been speaking of. When he got down there, he had to look around a bit before he found the next clue. It read: "So it seems you've found the library, well that's not a surprise. You're not finished yet though, look towards the sunrise. I'll give you a hint, if your brain's low on power, you'll find your next clue somewhere in the astronomy tower."

Remus grinned, stuffing the two bits of parchment into his robes and headed off for the Astronomy Tower at as close to a sprint as Remus ever got. Once there, he looked around for a good five minutes, unable to find anything. Then, his eyes settled on the large telescope, and he rushed towards it, peering through the eyepiece. Somehow, Sirius had charmed the inside of it to display the next clue.

"You've looked towards the stars, and found this clue. But still no boyfriend, OH NO! What to do? Simple, just look towards the painting with a pear, though make sure you don't tickle it, for house elves beware."

Remus grinned brightly and dashed out of the Astronomy tower, making a bee-line for where the entrance to the kitchens lay. Once he was down there, he saw the last note pinned to the wall next to the painting, and picked it up to read.

"You've kept your wits about you, and kept your sites on the prize, just one more clue and you'll have your surprise. your boyfriend is waiting in the room that comes and goes, you are sure to find Sirius if you keep on following your nose."

That seemed easy enough. The room that comes and goes had to be the Room of Requirement, and so, off to the third floor corridor he went. As he approached, he could smell something...sweet. He wasn’t quite sure what it was, though. It didn’t matter, because he had found the door he had been searching for, and knocked on it three times as loudly as he could. “Sirius!” he called out, positively glowing with glee.

While Remus had been searching around, finding all the clues, Sirius had been putting the finishing touches on the transformed room of requirement. That day, several house elves had spent countless hours fixing the room up to Sirius' exact specifications. The first thing to notice was the ceiling, which had been bewitched a bit like the ceiling in the Great Hall, to look like the night sky. The only difference was, a rather large full moon was in the center, and right next to it, the constellation called Sirius. The rest of the stars spelled out random things, such as “I love you” and “Sirius + Remus.” On the far right wall of the room was what looked like a rather large photograph. Sirius, who had kept all those pictures from their first night together, had bewitched one of the pictures to be as large as the entire wall. The picture housed a grinning Sirius with bed-head, and Remus, blushing and grinning like mad. It was an adorable picture and one of Sirius' favorites.
 
The opposite wall from the picture was the door to the room of requirement. On the outside, the side of the door Remus would first see, it just looked like any old door. But on the inside, Sirius and the house-elves had lined it with mistletoe. On that same wall, Sirius had placed enlarged the two ticket stubs from their first movie together. On the other side of the door sat a popcorn machine, not unlike the one from their first date at the movies, which Sirius had to borrow from the muggle studies teacher. The last wall housed a rather large, rather ornate fireplace, complete with candles that smelled like pumpkin pie on top of it. In front of the fireplace was a rather plush, blood red rug.
 
If the walls looked amazing, the inside of the actual room was incredible. In the center of the rug was the largest assortment of chocolates and sugar quills that Sirius could find, as well as a platter with fruits and cheeses for the two to feed to each other, a bottle of wine and two glasses, and a blanket, which Sirius had bought off a 5th year girl. The blanket was solid black, save for what looked like white squiggles, unless one looked closely enough, and then they would find that the squiggles were actually bits of glittering white thread that had been sewn into lines of text. And not just any text, but lines from Romeo and Juliet.
 
Sirius had just finished lighting a candle to place next to the rug when he heard a loud knock at the door, followed by Remus' voice. The male's heart, in that moment, was beating so incredibly fast that Sirius was sure it was going to burst out of his chest. He took a deep, steadying breath, and crossed the room. Quickly, he opened the door just enough for him to sneak through, before shutting it again just as fast. “Now listen, you can't look just yet.” Sirius said to his boyfriend, grinning as wide as he possibly could. “It's a surprise.” With that, Sirius stepped behind Remus, brought a hand up to the boy's face, and covered Remus' eyes.
 
Using the other hand, he opened the door to the Room of Requirement and ushered Remus inside, shutting the door behind them. “Now no peeking.” Sirius continued, using his free hand to dig around in his pocket for his wand, waving it so that all the lights in the room, save for the candles, the fireplace and the enchanted glowing ceiling. “Alright, open your eyes!” Sirius said, his voice filled with excitement, as he finally took his hand down so that Remus could see his surprise.

Remus looked up and frowned a bit when Sirius said he couldn’t look. “But Sirius I-” he began, though he was cut off as he was pushed forward with a hand covering his eyes. He took a few steps into the room, and could immediately tell that there was a fire burning. It was so warm and cozy inside, he felt a small shiver of excitement go down his spine.

When he was finally allowed to open his eyes, it took a moment for them to adjust and take everything in. He could see the dimly lit image of their ‘first night’ together across from him, the memory making him blush already. Then, the fire place, pile of sweets, and plates of food. He turned and saw the ticket stubs and the popcorn machine, and he felt his heart skip a beat. This was all so romantic. Then, he looked up, and his eyes focused on the constellations, and finally, the full moon. That was probably the best part.

“Sirius..” he said softly, looking back over to the other, his eyes slightly wet. “This is...bloody fantastic.” he said, throwing his arms around the other and hugging him tightly. “You know, I’ve never been able to sit under a full moon and just...enjoy it before.” he said, looking up at his boyfriend, feeling all kinds of love and admiration for the other surging through him. “But how did you pull all of this off?”

Watching Remus' look of surprise at the transformed room made Sirius' heart feel light. The relief floating through his body at the fact that Remus actually liked all this stuff, and didn't find it cheesy, was enough to make Sirius smile like he had just won the lottery. When the other turned and threw his arms around Sirius, the dark haired boy laughed and hugged his arms around Remus waist. “Well now you can. Whenever you want.” Sirius replied, kissing his boyfriend's nose softly. That part was true. All the boys needed to do was ask the room for the place of their first real date and it'd show up again. Pulling back for just a moment, Sirius looked around the room, and at all the work he and the others had put in, smiling a bit. “Ohh, you know, just the entire staff of house elves, James, Lily, the muggle studies teacher, Dumbledore, and some random Gryffindors.”
 
He placed a small kiss to Remus' forehead before pulling back all the way, taking the other's hand in his own. “Come'ere. I want to show you something.” Tugging the werewolf by the hand, Sirius lead him to the center of the room, with all the food, and the blanket, and sat down. Once the two boys were comfortable, Sirius picked up the blanket and spread it out to one side of them so Remus could see it. “This is yours too, you know.” He said, a bit of red creeping up the back of his neck. So he couldn't help it, Sirius was a sucker for being romantic, and Merlin knew it had been ages since he had anyone remotely worth pulling out all the stops for.
 
“Here look.” Sirius whispered, though he didn't really need to. Pointing a long finger at the script on the fuzzy blanket, Sirius read out the words "Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I never saw true beauty till this night." It was a line from Romeo and Juliet, and the blanket was covered in them. Sirius was almost positive, though he couldn't be sure, that Remus had read Romeo and Juliet. It was the story about the people who loved each other so much that they died for each other. That kind of thing amazed Sirius, though he was quite certain he'd die to protect any of his friends, most especially Remus.

It was all so fantastic that Remus was having a hard time not just bursting into tears over how amazing it was. Sirius was the best boyfriend in the world, how could he have gotten so damn lucky? It had to be a dream, it just had to. But it wasn’t. Sirius Black and Remus Lupin were together, and by the looks of it, neither boy could’ve been happier.

He stumbled over following Sirius and sitting down by the fire, then felt his cheeks blossoming that familiar blush they’d grown accustomed to. Of course Remus had read Romeo and Juliet. It was a secret favorite of his, actually, but how had Sirius known? He’d never told anyone that, not even Sirius. He reached out and touched the blanket, it was so soft and snuggly feeling. He looked over to Sirius and sighed softly.

“You...I don’t know how I managed to get you but I’m so damn lucky I did.” he said, leaning up and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Short, chaste, but with all the feeling in the world. He sat back, and then his eyes found the treats, fruits, and cheeses. He smiled a little, already able to figure out that Sirius wanted them to feed each other. It was a bit cheesy, but in the most adorable way possible.

He picked up one of the strawberries, and kissed it before bringing it up to Sirius’ lips, pressing it there softly. “I think our kisses should taste of chocolate and strawberries tonight, what do you think?” he asked, waiting for Sirius to eat the strawberry.

 Sirius was going to protest Remus being the lucky one, because the dark haired boy disagreed. Sure, he was the most popular student in all of Hogwarts, but when push came to shove, he had hurt Remus a lot more than Remus had hurt him. And that's what made a good boyfriend, right? The guy who didn't break his lover's heart on a constant basis. But before he could protest this idea, Remus had kissed him, a soft, short, adorable little kiss. Sirius smiled as wide as he could when Remus pulled away. He really was lucky, having Remus to call his own. Surely if Sirius hadn't snatched Remus up when he had the chance then the boy would have went to someone else, and Sirius would still be that lone wolf Casanova, who broke hearts instead of falling in love.
 
The comment about their kisses tasting like chocolate and strawberries made Sirius' mind jump back to their very first kiss, in the movie theatre, when he realized that Remus' mouth tasted like chocolate. He figured that it was probably because the boy had been eating chocolate, but then he realized that his mouth probably had tasted like popcorn. Using all the effort he had to not pull a face at how disgusting that probably was for the other boy, Sirius leaned forward just a bit, kissed the tip of the strawberry with those full lips of his, and took a bite. The strawberry tasted sweet, and his tongue flicked out to catch a stray bit of juice that had lingered on his bottom lip.
 
His eyes glanced down at the trays filled with all the food he had collected. It was then that he noticed a bottle of chocolate sauce. He didn't remember bringing it, or asking the house elves to. It must have been James. Sirius would have to thank the bespectacled genius later on. Reaching over, he picked up the bottle, a wide smirk cutting across his face. “Come'ere.” He said, almost in a whisper. Leaning a bit closer to Remus, Sirius popped the top off the sauce and brought it up, a bit higher than Remus face. Slowly, carefully, he tipped the bottle downward, letting a lone drop of chocolate sauce drop into Remus' mouth. Quickly, Sirius flicked his tongue out and licked that bit of sauce right off the sandy brown haired' boys lips. “You still taste like chocolate.”

Remus watched, and had a short moment of wondering if he’d ever really noticed how full and kissable Sirius’ lips really were. They looked so good like that, sparkling with a bit of juice on them from the strawberry. Of course, then Sirius would have to do something to make him blush once more.

Remus had flicked his own tongue out to lick up some of the treat from his own lips, and it met Sirius’ in the motion, and he shivered. “Still? When did I ever taste like chocolate before?” he wondered a loud, having obviously never kissed himself to know. It didn’t matter, though, really. He got another strawberry, and held it up so that Sirius could put a bit of sauce on it, taking a small bite, then holding it out to Sirius to finish off.

He had to admit, this was all quite fun. It was sweet, adorable, and like a moment in time stolen for only him and Sirius to enjoy. He had gotten a bit closer to Sirius by now, and the two were sitting knee to knee as they continued to feed each other. Remus by this time had been licked in several places, as Sirius kept on missing his mouth with the chocolate sauce, maybe even a bit on purpose. “Careful Sirius, you’ll stain my robes!” he warned softly.

Sirius decided not to reply when Remus asked him since when did he ever taste like chocolate. It wasn't that the dark haired boy wanted to keep his mouth shut, but Remus had picked up another strawberry, and Sirius was far too interested in pouring chocolate sauce on it, and on Remus, to say anything else about it. He finished off the strawberry that Remus held out to him, flicking his tongue out to taste some of the strawberry juice that was mingling with chocolate sauce still lingering on his lips.
 
In all honesty, Sirius was having the time of his life. He loved food, he loved sex, and he loved breaking the rules. Now that the two were feeding each other, and Sirius was licking chocolate sauce off of Remus, sex was most likely in the cards, and they were breaking about 50 school rules by being out this late and stealing food from the kitchens. All in all, he couldn't have asked for a better night with his boyfriend. Well, unless of course the two spent the entire evening naked, and horizontal. Then it might be better. But there was still hope for that happening, so Sirius wasn't too worried about it.
 
“Don't be a nancy boy!” Sirius replied when Remus whined about his robes maybe being stained. So the dark haired boy had 'accidentally' let 'a few' drops of chocolate sauce fall in places other than Remus' mouth. It wasn't as if Remus wasn't secretly enjoying it. Nearly an hour had passed since Remus had arrived for his surprise date, and Sirius had had enough playing the sweet little boyfriend. Not that he really minded being the sweet boyfriend, but it had been far too long since he got to shag Moony, and he wanted to change that as soon as he possibly could. Setting the sauce back down on the ground, Sirius faced Remus, licking his lips habitually. “Remus.” He said softly, edging closer to the boy, their lips an inch or so apart. His voice was deep, rich, like the chocolate they had just been licking off the strawberries. “I want you.”

Remus pouted a little at being told he was acting like a nancy boy. He certainly was NOT a nancy boy, that was certain! Okay well...maybe he was a little bit of one, but still! He was still licking a bit of stray chocolate off his lips when Sirius leaned in to tell him that he wanted him. Of course Sirius wanted him, Sirius ALWAYS wanted him, but then again, Remus always wanted Sirius too, so he supposed he shouldn’t judge the other for it.

He leaned up to kiss him softly on the cheek and smiled just a bit. “I think you’ve more than earned it, what with all this.” he said gesturing around them to the fantastic presentation Sirius had put together for him. It was really one of the most romantic things he could’ve done. Sirius had gotten it just perfect.

Remus kissed him again, his tongue sliding out to taste the strawberry juice that was lingering on the other’s lips still, and reveled in his fantastic it was to be kissing his boyfriend. He loved kissing Sirius, perhaps more than doing anything else. Well, shagging was right up there with the kissing, but Remus thought that he just might actually prefer the kissing over the shagging. Or was it the shagging over the kissing? He couldn’t really think about that now anyways, he was already getting excited.

Sirius definitely preferred the shagging. Not that he didn't love the kissing, because Merlin knew he loved it more than he should, but the shagging came with an orgasm, and Sirius loved orgasms. Well, everyone who had ever had an orgasm loved orgasms, but that was very much beside the point. Remus' lips were on his again, and Sirius' tongue slid out from between those full lips and began to intertwine with Remus'. There was something to be said for Remus' kissing abilities. Though, Sirius probably wouldn't have minded if Remus had sucked at kissing, what with not looking a gift werewolf in the mouth and all. But Remus didn't suck, unless he was sucking Sirius' cock. Remus' tongue was magic, Sirius decided, and he decided right then and there that if he didn't kiss anyone else ever again, he'd be just fine with it.
 
Bringing his hands up, he slid his fingers underneath Remus' shirt, fingertips barely brushing the boys' sides and ribs. A few moments later, and fingernails began to dig into the skin, scratching lightly, leaving faint crescent shaped marks in their wake Gods, Sirius had missed this. It had been far too long since he felt Remus' body beneath his hands, though, in reality it had only been a few days, that was still much, much too long. Sirius leaned forward, slowly pushing Remus down onto the floor, the sandy brown haired' boy landing on the plush black blanket that Sirius had bought for him. Once the other was in a laying position, Sirius broke from the kiss, his legs straddling Remus' hips. His hands came to the hem of his own shirt, and with a slow, sensual sort of teasing action, he lifted the shirt over his head, let it slide down his arm, and drop onto the floor beside him. So Sirius was working hard to seduce Remus tonight, but could you blame him?
 
Once his shirt was off, Sirius bit lightly at his bottom lip, looking down at his boyfriend through half lidded eyes, his hands sliding up Remus' chest, lifting the fabric of Remus' shirt up slowly, fingertips gracing the skin as the shirt came up, and over the other's head, tossing the shirt aside a moment later. Those dark eyes scanned Remus' body. Remus really was fucking incredible to look at. It was all Sirius could do to keep himself from ravaging Remus. But tonight was going to be special, damn it, and he was going to do this the right way. The slow, teasing sort of way. Skilled fingers casually danced up Remus' chest, brushing over the boy's nipples, before he guided them up Remus' chest, across his throat, and to his mouth. With his index finger, Sirius traced Remus' mouth, feeling how soft it was against his fingertip. “You're fucking beautiful.”Sirius whispered, his voice soft, hoarse, and tinged with gravel.

Remus fell back happily against the carpet, staring up at Sirius lovingly as the other removed his shirt in what he obviously thought was a sexy way. Of course, it was sexy. Probably one of the most sexy things Remus had ever seen. Sirius had a tanned and well defined chest, and Remus loved to stare at it and sneak peaks whenever he could. Then, Sirius was pushing his hands up his shirt, and Remus was squirming, completely delighted at all the touching and scratching he was receiving.

He was a bit like a dog that way, really. He loved to be pet, touched, and scratched all over, and it was obvious by the rather happy look on his face. When Sirius called him beautiful, he blushed. He’d never really been called that before. Cute, once or twice. Sirius called him sexy almost every day, but beautiful? That was new. “Come off it.” he mumbled. “I’m not all that great.” he said, though he knew Sirius would disagree.

He pushed his hips up against Sirius’ gently to show that he was enjoying their little moment quite a bit, his hands finding Sirius’ chest this time, dancing across his perfect abs and up the front, until he found the other’s pert nipples. “You’re the one that’s bloody perfect.” he said softly, tweaking them in a teasing manner.

But Remus was beautiful. He really was. Perhaps Sirius was blinded by the fact that he was so crazy in love with the other boy, or perhaps Remus really was just stunning. Perhaps it was both. Whatever the case was, looking down at those amber eyes, Sirius felt a tug in his heart, and an even stronger one in his groin. It must have been the atmosphere, because Sirius Black was feeling less and less like a ladies man and more and more like a one man fella with each passing second. The dark haired boy bit his lip when Remus tweaked his nipples, that expression turning to a smirk a moment later. As romantic as he was trying to be at the moment, the boy still did love having his ego stroked.
 
Sirius pushed his hips back down against Remus' keeping them pinned to the floor. Slowly, his hands made their way to Remus', taking them in his own, and bringing them to his mouth, kissing each of the boys' fingertips. Sirius had decided earlier in the evening that he wanted to take tonight slow. And not slow as in take forever to get to the fucking, but slow as in he wanted to tease, torture, and explore Remus. Letting out a breath against Remus' now damp fingertips, Sirius whispered “Let me touch you.” in that same gravely sort of voice. He then brought Remus' left hand to his face, nuzzling against the boys' palm.
 
It was hard to express what exactly Sirius wanted from Remus at this exact moment. He wanted to touch Remus, yes, but it was more than that. He wanted to touch Remus everywhere. He wanted to touch the places he hadn't gotten a chance to yet. He wanted to make Remus cum again and again and again. Sirius pressed another kiss to Remus' fingertips before whispering again. “I mean..really touch you. I want to..” he paused for just a moment, his hips slowly rotating, pressing them down a bit harder against Remus as he continued speaking “to touch everything I haven't touched yet..I want to explore..I want to..”
 
He trailed off again, using his own hand to guide Remus' hand down his chest, to his pants, pressing the boys' hand against his budding erection through the pants so Remus could feel the heat there, before moving the hand to the front of Remus' pants, letting him feel the heat from his own body. “Make you cum as many times as I can..” his voice was low, deeper than it had been before. He pressed Remus' hand against his own member a bit harder, using his hand to keep them there, stroking Remus' fingertips. “I want to drain you dry...”

Remus felt himself tremble slightly at the way Sirius was speaking. It was so damn hot, and he wanted everything Sirius was saying as well. Of course he would let Sirius touch and explore him, as long as he wanted to, in fact. He’d let him do just about anything he wanted, really. He leaned up, his palm still against Sirius’ cheek, and kissed him softly on the lips. “I want you to do absolutely anything that you want to do.” he whispered softly, kissing him a few more times, before laying back, and beginning to undo his own belt.

He undid the clasp, and then unbuttoned his jeans, lifting his hips up so that he could wiggle them down, leaving on this underwear for the moment. He was wearing black tight boxer-briefs now, and they were actually Sirius’. He’d stolen them from the other’s drawer earlier that day. “Surprise.” he said with a small, sheepish grin. He knew it was perhaps a bit childish to want to wear his lover’s underwear, but he couldn’t help himself.

Now laying there in only the boxer briefs, he felt very much like a sort of presentation for the other. Like a toy, laid out before him, that was only for his amusement, satisfaction, and use. For no one else. It was exhilarating.

Sirius was in heaven. No really, he was, because hearing Remus agree to letting Sirius have his way with him was enough to make the boy die. Not quite literally, but if he wasn't sitting on Remus' lap, the boy probably would have jumped up in the air. With a smirk plain on his face, Sirius kissed back at Remus' lips, tongue licking the traces of chocolate still left over from their food. It was then that Remus began to undress himself more, and Sirius caught site of his very own black boxer-briefs. Raising one of his eyebrows, Sirius looked down at his mate, unable to keep the smile from crossing his lips. “They look better on you anyways.” He commented softly, leaning down to place another kiss on Remus' lips.
 
In reality, Sirius was like a kid in a playground. He had this entire wonderland that was Remus' body at his disposal, and he could do anything he wanted to it. It must have been his birthday, or Christmas, or both, all rolled into one. And honestly, Remus was the best present he could have asked for. Sitting back up slowly, carefully, Sirius gazed down at the boy underneath him, while scooting his body down a bit lower so that his legs were now straddling Remus' knees. With steady, skilled hands, Sirius traced the backs of his fingertips up Remus legs, and to those hips he loved so much. Bending down, his fingers tracing over the V's that were Remus' hipbones, Sirius placed a kiss to Remus' shoulder, then began to place kisses across the boys' collarbone. He had kissed here before, of course, but it still provided an intense amount of enjoyment for the dark haired boy to lay his lips across the skin there.
 
Without warning, Sirius bit down on Remus' collarbone, rolling the skin between his teeth, slowly dragging his teeth off, smiling down at the lovely little mark he had left in the wake of his teeth. His hands, which were now curling themselves under the waistband of Remus' underwear, tugged the briefs down, enough to expose Remus' cock, and continued to tug until they were completely off, throwing them somewhere for the two to find later. His eyes glanced up at Remus for just a moment, before Sirius' lips kissed their way to the center of the boys' chest. His tongue flicked out, and he licked a long, slow, teasing line down the center of Remus' body, until he reached the other's pelvis. The skin over Remus' pelvis was soon victim to Sirius' teeth, as the boy nipped and licked and kissed the entire area surrounding Remus' cock, though not touching it. It wasn't time for that yet.
 
His hands, feeling as though they needed to be touching some part of Remus, snaked up between the boy's legs, fingernails scratching at the skin on Remus' inner thighs, trailing those nails up until they reached Remus' balls, which he then took into one of his hands, cupping them, rolling them gently, as his lips continued their assault on the boys' pelvis. He was purposefully touching everything in that area but Remus' cock, because he was dying to hear the other beg for Sirius to touch him there.

Remus had long since come to the conclusion that no one knew how to work a body over better than Sirius Black, and once again, his boyfriend was proving this fact to be completely and utterly true. Every little thing Sirius did to him was fucking fantastic. The kissing, nibbling, and raking of his nails was more than enough to drive Remus into a state of sexual frenzy, which was obvious by his throbbing shat that was now being completely ignored by Sirius.

He knew the other was doing it on purpose, and this only earned Sirius a small pout. Remus was going to beg as he always ended up doing, but he wanted to see how long he could hold out before doing so. A test to his own will power, he supposed, for no other reason than to see what else Sirius would do if he did not get that begging he so obviously wanted.

Besides, Remus quite liked begin treated as if his body was the best thing Sirius had ever seen, even if it wasn’t. He was almost sure Sirius had been with girls who had far better bodies than he himself did, but he’d never say that out loud. Especially not at a time like this. When they were enjoying the pleasures of sexual intimacy, things like Remus’ silly little insecurities had to be put on hold. They would take away from the moment, and that was the last thing he wanted.

So, instead, he decided to focus on every little touch and move Sirius made, his eyes fixed on the other’s not leaving them for a second. “You know, with how much you touch me, I bet even if you were blind you’d know exactly what I looked like.” he said softly, his voice slightly deep as well, despite the slight teasing tone he had to it.

Damn it, Sirius wanted Remus to beg. Well, that was no matter, the dark haired boy knew that he could get Remus to beg eventually, because he always could. The hand that was cupping Remus balls tugged on them gently, before letting go, the backs of his fingers sliding up slowly, allowing the very tip of his fingers to barely grace the skin on Remus' cock, before taking a hold of the boy's hip once more, digging the nails into the bone he found there. Though he wanted to be well..serious about this, Sirius couldn't help but laugh a little bit at the comment. “I don't have to see you to know you're beautiful..” Sirius replied, his voice barely over a whisper, letting out a breath against Remus' pelvis. He gave that area a few more teasing licks, his tongue dancing dangerously close to the boys' shaft, before his lips moved down further, to Remus' inner thighs.
 
Sirius could feel the heat coming from the other male pressing against his mouth as he began to kiss his inner thighs. Carefully, he nudged Remus' legs apart a bit more, so he would have room to work with. Choosing one leg, because it didn't really matter, he'd get to them both eventually, Sirius laid a few scattered kisses up the length of Remus' inner thighs, casually tracing a heart with the tip of his tongue at the very top of his thigh. He was dangerously close to Remus' cock again, but that didn't matter so much. He bit the skin he had just traced a heart over, hard, slowly dragging his teeth off, kissing the wet, and now reddening skin.
 
Feeling as though he should make up for that mark he just gave Remus, Sirius slid his tongue out from between his teeth and licked at the red mark a few times, before trailing his tongue between Remus' legs, the tip licking at Remus' balls, and the very base of the other's cock, before moving to the other thigh. It took all the self control he could muster to stop himself from taking a hold of Remus' cock and pumping it, but he didn't. He was going to wait until he had Remus shaking, begging, pleading for release before he really started to touch the other.

There it was again, that word. Beautiful. He supposed if Sirius kept on saying it, he’d just have to accept the idea that, at least to Sirius, he was beautiful. That was something to think about another time, though, because as every second passed, Sirius continued to tease him. Remus was doing all he could to keep himself from crying to at Sirius to just get on with it already and make him cum, and he knew that slowly, he was going to lose that battle.

The kisses to his inner thigh were so hot and perfect, and that damn tongue of his. Well, it simply felt amazing. The more Sirius kissed him, the looser and looser his grasp on his will power became, until finally, just as a rather copious amount of precum began to drip down his shaft, Remus lost it. “Oh gods Sirius I need to cum, please!” he begged, his eyes wide as he pleaded with his lover.

“Use your hand, or your mouth, I don’t care, or hell let me do it myself but oh Merlin damn it I need to cum!” had they been anywhere else in the castle besides that magical room that would protect them from prying eyes, Remus was sure he’d have at least woken up fifty people with how loud he’d screamed that all out. He had even surprised himself with the volume he’d managed to produce. It didn’t really matter, though. He had gotten his point across, he was sure.

They were lucky, Sirius supposed, that the room of requirement came complete with soundproofed walls, because the scream that Remus had let out would have shook the castle to it's very foundation had they been anywhere else. And Sirius fucking loved it. He knew that the other boy had pipes, and now that he finally had a chance to hear Remus at his full vocal potential, Sirius was sure that he had never heard sounds like that before in his life, and he never wanted to hear any other sounds ever again. That was the plan, though, to make Remus beg to be released, over and over again, until the boy literally couldn't move.
 
Being the good boyfriend that he was, Sirius glanced up at Remus, a smirk playing on those full lips. “Good boy...” He said, letting the last word trail off just a bit, his voice getting more gravely and husky by the second. Flicking his tongue out again, Sirius gave Remus' inner thigh one last lick before he shifted, tilting his head up a bit, his dark eyes locked on Remus' face. “Look at me.” He commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. He wanted to see Remus' face, and look into those eyes, when the boy came. He licked his lips, wetting them briefly, before flicking that tongue out a bit further, and catching the precum that had begun to drip down Remus' cock, collecting it on his tongue, before pushing it back into his mouth and swallowing it.
 
Once he had all the precum cleared from Remus' cock, Sirius, with his hands prying Remus' legs apart further, sat up a bit, his lips pressing a chaste kiss on the swollen tip of the boy's manhood. With those dark eyes still locked with Remus' amber ones, Sirius began to trace a circle along the head, teeth just barely gracing the slit he found there, before giving it another kiss, and then lapping at it, hoping to catch a few more drops of precum from the other boy. Using his hands, he held onto Remus' legs and slowly, carefully, moved them up, until his knees were bent, and his feet were flat on the floor. Once that was done, he began to rake his fingernails along the underside of Remus' thighs, his tongue still lapping at Remus' swollen head. A moment later, Sirius trailed his tongue down the entire length of Remus' cock, then back up again, as if it were some delicious lollipop that Sirius wanted nothing more than to lick.

Remus had already closed his eyes the moment Sirius lapped up that bit of precum, but then, he was instructed to open them and look at Sirius. Of course he’d do it. He gladly did, loving looking at Sirius no matter what was going on. It was slightly embarrassing, though, and he blushed, knowing that Sirius and him were looking at one another while Sirius ‘did the deed’ so to speak.

He was already moaning softly, what with all of Sirius’ fan-fucking-tastic touching and licking. Just as Sirius had wanted, he earned himself another bit of precum, the sweet and salty liquid now leaking from Remus in a nearly steady stream. He couldn’t help but buck up into Sirius mouth eagerly once it had all started, and he was doing all he could to keep from reaching down and holding Sirius head so that he could simply have his way with his lover’s mouth.

Of course, Remus knew that he was not the dominant one in the moment, and he didn’t want a role-reversal either. At least, not right then. So, he simply laid there, gazing into Sirius’ eyes as the other did as he pleased. “S-sirius please, harder...faster...just...just more!” he begged, knowing that would earn him a little something, at least.

But Sirius wasn't ready to let Remus cum just yet, oh no no. The puppy had much more in store for the werewolf that evening. With Remus' legs up like they were, the dark haired male had perfect access to other parts of Remus' body. Using his hands on the boys' legs, he nudged them up a bit more, just so he could have some more leverage, his tongue still working the head of Remus' cock. It amazed him, that the two had progressed to this level of intimacy when they hadn't really been together all that long. He supposed that was a good thing, though, because Remus' was a phenomenal shag, and Sirius knew that he too was a phenomenal shag, so they were sexually fucking perfect for one another.
 
His eyes stared up at Remus' face, those dark chocolate pools radiating enough lust to make a thousand people swoon, while his hands slowly worked their way between Remus legs once more. He pulled his mouth away from Remus' cock for just a moment, bringing two of his fingers, the index and the middle, to the swollen head, and dabbing a bit of precum onto his fingertips, swirling it around his fingers until they were coated nicely. For good measure, Sirius placed the fingers into his mouth, and sucked on them, letting his saliva mingle with Remus' precum to create a nice little coating of lubrication on his digits. Once his fingers were lathered, Sirius dipped his head back down, using his other hand to get his dark hair from out of his eyes, and he placed another kiss to Remus' cock, this time wrapping his lips around the head and suckling on it softly, his eyes never leaving the others' face.
 
While his mouth was busy once again on Remus' manhood, Sirius slowly traced those wet fingers down Remus' pelvis, over his balls, and down towards his entrance. He had done this before, and it provided such delicious results, including more moans and pleadings from his lover that he loved so much. Carefully, he slid his fingers between Remus' cheeks, though he didn't have to do much, the position he had Remus in gave him the room to do what he wanted. With a quick, albeit a bit rough motion, Sirius plunged both his fingers into Remus' body, doing that same beckoning motion with both the fingers, shoving them in as far as they could possibly go, pulling them back out, shoving them back in, and doing that beckoning motion, his fingers brushing against the other's sweet spot hard, fast, while his tongue continued to tease Remus' tip.

As if the movements of Sirius’ tongue, hand, and the sucking motions he was making hadn’t been enough, that devious boyfriend of his had even further plans to stimulate the already trembling werewolf. Those wet fingers, trailing down him. Remus knew what Sirius was going to do, and bloody hell was he excited for it. One of Remus’ favorite things had become being stimulated anally, and Sirius was about to give him just what he wanted.

The fingers were shoved into him so deep that Remus actually arched his back, looking away from Sirius for a moment, before remembering what he’d been told to do, and looking back straight away. He was pushing them in and pulling them out so deliciously, and that motion he was doing with them, oh fucking gods it was fantastic.

Remus was leaking even more precum into Sirius’ mouth, and he could already feel that building sensation approaching. As much as he wanted to stretch it out, he just couldn’t help it. Sirius was too damn good for his own damn good, and it sent Remus over the edge. Writhing, and crying out Sirius’ name as loud as he could, Remus came without much warning. Thick white hot cum spilled into Sirius mouth as the werewolf’s hips bucked into his mouth frantically, his face flushed with pleasure and contorted in the most intense expression of lust and satisfaction.

Sirius didn't really mind that the other came so quickly, being that they had the entire night ahead of them and Sirius was just getting started. This was another one of the moments where Sirius wished he could bottle up every single sound that Remus made, because they were so fascinating that he honestly just wanted to listen to them all the time. Remus came hard into his mouth, and Sirius rolled the cum around on his tongue for a moment before swallowing, his eyes glancing up at the boy. Licking his lips playfully, Sirius smirked, and flicked his tongue out, giving Remus' cock one more teasing lick. But he wasn't done inside, no no. His fingers, which were still plunged deep inside the other boy's ass, continued doing that beckoning motion, his fingers saying 'come here' but really meaning 'cum again'.

 “You know..” Sirius began, his voice still deep and ragged, though the boy smirked more, clearly enjoying himself, his fingers still teasing the other boy from the inside. “I love the faces you make when you cum.” The boy laughed, that tinkling sort of laugh that only he had. That was true too, he did love those faces. And he loved even more that he was the only one who would ever get to see them. Well, at least he hoped. “And I love all those sounds you make.” His voice was still barely above a whisper, but he was sure the other could hear him. His fingers finally stopped making that beckoning motion, but still remained inside the other boy, shoved as deep as he could, his fingers pressed against that sweet spot. “Come on Remus..” His voice had a hint of teasing in it, using his hand to slowly pivot his fingers back and forth in a circular kind of motion inside the other boy, knowing full well that he was brushing that sweet spot inside the other boy. “Get hard for me again.

Remus had never continued to keep going after he came before, alone, nor with Sirius. This was the first time for that, and he found that it was slightly...uncomfortable, at first. The fingers hurt a little now, and not in the sexy kind of hurting way. Then, Sirius started to talk and tease him, and he blushed rather brightly. The fingers against his prostate, seemingly relentless in their attack on it, were slowly starting to feel good again. It seemed he only needed a slight distraction for a minute or two, and then Remus would be okay to continue.

He wasn’t fully hard yet, but he was already half way there, gazing up at Sirius and pouting just a little. “I like the s-sounds and faces you m-make too.” he stammered out, his heart beat still racing from what they’d just done. “They’re the best.” he whispered, leaning up slightly and capturing Sirius’ lips in a deep kiss. Gods how he loved this boy, and the things they did together. As far as Remus was concerned, he could lay there forever and just make love to Sirius until they both died.

Sirius knew that he would have to work a bit to get Remus hard again, what with the boy having just came and all. He smirked, chuckling softly against Remus' mouth as the two kissed, his fingers slowly stopping their movements completely. Removing his fingers from inside Remus, Sirius sat up just a bit, his body still in between Remus' legs as the two continued to kiss, Sirius invading Remus' mouth, tongue plunging between the boys' teeth, almost suggestively, considering what he had just done to the boy's ass moments before with his fingers. He brought an arm up, and hooked it around Remus' neck, pulling the boy closer to him. He was sure that he could stay like this, in this moment, kissing Remus, forever, until they were the last people alive on earth. That was a silly thought, though, because if anything, the boys would end up like Romeo and Juliet, dying from loving each other too much.
 
Finally pulling back, gasping for air, Sirius brought his free hand up to Remus' face, stroking it with the back of his hand. He smiled, and gently kissed the tip of Remus' nose. Looking into those amber eyes again, Sirius knew that he had never seen anyone so beautiful in his life. It was funny to think that only two months ago, the boys were only friends. “You're really fucking beautiful, you know?” Sirius whispered, lips brushing against Remus' mouth as he spoke. “I never want you to forget that.” He placed the smallest of kisses on Remus' upper lip before he let go of the other's neck, slowly lowering himself back down to his spot between Remus' legs.
 
It occurred to Sirius then that there was really only one thing the two hadn't done together. Well, strictly speaking, there was only one thing Sirius hadn't done to Remus, but that was the same thing, wasn't it? He had yet to taste Remus' pretty pink rose bud, and that entrance that his fingers and cock had ravaged so many times before. It had never occurred to him until then that he would even want to try it. But tonight was the night where he was going to explore Remus completely, touch and taste every single part. With a small breath, Sirius sunk down lower, using his hands to hold Remus' legs up in the air a bit. “Keep your legs here.” He whispered softly.
 
Strictly speaking, Sirius had really no idea how he was supposed to go about doing this. Sure, he had done something similar to plenty of girls, and he was damn good at it, but it was different, wasn't it? Regardless, even if he was bad at it, he still wanted to try it, because he would try just about anything once. With Remus' legs in position, Sirius took a breath, and let it out slowly, that breath hot against the still damp entrance. He flicked his tongue out, wetting his lips, before placing a soft kiss to the back of Remus' thighs, and a few more along the boy’s cheeks. Using his hands, he then carefully spread those cheeks, his fingernails scratching at the skin there, before he began placing a few more kisses between them. Without warning, Sirius' tongue flicked out, the tip teasing Remus' pink little asshole just as it did the boys' swollen head, in slow, teasing circles.
 
Sirius was very, very glad that his boyfriend was so obsessive about being clean, because doing this wasn't so bad. It tasted..different..but nothing at all like he would have expected. Spreading the boys' ass apart a bit more, Sirius' tongue began to lap at the entrance with slow, teasing licks. Since he only really needed one hand to do this for the time being, Sirius slid a free hand up between Remus' legs and slowly began to massage the boys' balls. On the list of dirty and kinky things he had ever done in his life, this ranked at least in the top five. And that was what made it so incredibly hot for Sirius. Anything new, taboo, forbidden, was everything Sirius loved about sex.

Remus felt his cheeks burn again when Sirius told him never to forget that he was beautiful. How was he supposed to deny such a fantastically romantic and sweet request? He gave a small nod, his only response to the thing, leaning into the kiss that followed. Then, Sirius began to move lower. Remus was a bit confused when he was told to hold his legs up, but he did just that, gripping them behind his knees.

He felt Sirius mouth against his entrance, and he almost told Sirius not to do something so ‘dirty’, but the sensations that swept over him as soon as he felt that tongue down there were more than enough to shut him up. It was bloody fantastic. It felt so fucking amazing that he couldn’t help but let out a rather loud groan.

“Oh...Sirius.” he whimpered out, closing his eyes and arching his back. He knew Sirius had asked him to look at him, but what with him being down between his legs like that, it wasn’t really possible to look at him anymore at the moment anyhow. Remus was fully hard again by now as well, and his cock was practically pulsing painfully. Who knew something like that could provide so much pleasure? He made a mental note to show Sirius just how great it felt some day.

The brunette was quite glad that whatever he was doing to Remus was something the other boy enjoyed. It wasn't so bad on Sirius either, being that he always loved to please his lovers as much as he could. He felt Remus' cock harden again, what with one of his hands on the other's balls. So his werewolf was ready for round two, hm? With another flick of his tongue, Sirius pressed the tip against Remus' entrance, before slowly pushing it inside. Remus was still so bloody tight, which Sirius was glad for, because that just made for better sex. Once his tongue was inside the other, which was saying a lot, because the boy had a long tongue, Sirius began to making a similar beckoning movement to the one he did with his fingers.
 
The inside of Remus tasted a bit like the other's precum, a bit like his own saliva, and a bit like..well..Remus. He wasn't sure what to think about this taste, but it wasn't bad, which surprised the hell out of Sirius. The hand that was on Remus' balls slowly made it's way to his cock, trailing a fingernail along the shaft very lightly, enough to cause a bit of pain, but not enough to leave a mark. Once that finger had reached Remus' head, he pressed his finger against the slit and began rubbing his thumb back and forth across Remus' head, smearing a bit of precum across the tip.
 
With his tongue still doing that beckoning sort of motion inside Remus, his free hand dug its nails into Remus' ass, scratching at the muscle there. Remus really did have a phenomenal ass. Slowly, he brought his tongue out from inside the other, flicking the tip against that reddening area. Tentatively, Sirius lightly nipped at the area, before tracing several more circles around Remus' hole, which was now wet with Sirius' saliva. Shifting his tongue a bit, he plunged it back inside, this time doing a rolling sort of movement with the muscle. Something could be said for Sirius' tongue, it was long, and it could do a whole lot of tricks.

Remus had decided that Sirius had probably the most talented tongue in the world. It was long, strong, and oh so hot and skilled as it plunged its way into his ass. At first, Remus clenched just slightly, but he relaxed right away. Something about the movements of that hot wet tongue inside of him was oddly calming. He shifted his hips, pushing against Sirius’ mouth a bit, his hands moving down to tangle in Sirius’ hair, gripping just slightly.

“Sirius it feels bloody fantastic.” he purred out, his voice deep and gruff now, eyes firmly closed. Remus let out a little groan of pleasure as Sirius began to tease his cock again, his hips bucking up, and then back against Sirius, and then up again. This was fucking amazing, and he’d surely have to give Sirius a little taste of it at some point down the road.

“Gods Sirius...” he groaned out again. He could do this forever. He was still holding his legs with one hand, the other tangled in Sirius’ hair still, and then Remus couldn’t help himself. He needed to kiss him. It was an overwhelming desire to feel Sirius’ lips on his own, and feel that amazing tongue against his own again that made him yank his boyfriend’s head up to his own by his hair, glaring into his eyes in a sort of possessive and carnal way. “Kiss me.” he growled.

It was oddly comforting to know that he was doing a damn good job at what he was doing. Though, he wasn't even sure he knew what this was called. Whatever the case was, Remus seemed to be loving it, and that's all that really mattered at the moment. When Remus first tangled his hands in Sirius' hair, the brunette let out a growling sort of moan against the other's entrance. That was the thing about Sirius, he had a lot of hair, a mop of it really. And one of his favorite, and I mean absolute favorite, things in the entire world was having his mop of hair pulled, tugged on, gripped onto. It thrilled him. Seemingly, that tug to his hair that Remus gave him provided another tug in his groin, and Sirius' budding erection was now full blown and throbbing.
 
It didn't help that a moment later Remus had tugged Sirius up from where he was hard by the hair. Remus growled loudly, and that growl was closely followed by a deep, rumbling moan that echoed through the entire room. “F..Fuck..” He stuttered out, his cock now throbbing painfully against his jeans. Remus wanted Sirius to kiss him, and the dark haired teen had no problem with that what-so-ever. Pushing himself against Remus hard, he went forward, straddling the other's hips, pressing him to the floor, with his mouth pressed hard against Remus' mouth. It seemed as though Sirius was kissing Remus like it was the only thing keeping him alive. His tongue had plunged deep into the other's mouth, their lips locked in heated passion.
 
For whatever reason, that hard tug to his hair had tapped into the deepest part of Sirius' soul, that part that held all of his carnal and taboo desires. It didn’t' matter that he still had clothes on, and it didn't matter that the two were making a great deal of nose. All that really mattered to Sirius was kissing Remus as much as humanly possible. That he did, their tongues twirling around each other. Sirius pulled back just a fraction, his tongue nipping at the tip of Remus' tongue, before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it, dragging his teeth across the muscle. The two had never kissed this way, but fuck it was fantastic. Sirius, who needed some stimulation to his cock before the thing simply exploded from lack-thereof, began to grind his hips against Remus', his full fledged erection rubbing against Remus', creating a delicious sort of friction that made Sirius growl loudly against the other's mouth.

The beast, Padfoot, whatever you wanted to call it, was out in full force, and there was no stopping it. His hands flew over Remus' body, fingernails digging and scratching into the skin, his hips rolling down against Remus'. Hell, they might as well have been actually fucking, what with the noises Sirius was making, and the movement of his hips. The only thing that Sirius knew for sure at that very moment was that Remus was, by far, the best shag Sirius had ever had in his entire life, and even more than that, he was sure that shagging anyone else ever again would even come close to what he felt when he was with the werewolf.

Remus kissed Sirius back just as fiercely, their teeth clicking every now and then when they bumped by accident, but neither seemed to care. They were biting, sucking, and kissing each other with everything they had. Remus was sure he was going to cum again soon, and all they were doing was grinding against one another. What was that called, then? He knew if they were both clothed, it would be dry humping. They weren’t, though. Remus was completely naked, and Sirius still had his pants and underwear on.

He didn’t care really, what it would be called though, because it felt so bloody fantastic. All they were really doing was kissing and rubbing up on one another, and it was providing him with enough stimulation to be nearing release already, even after having come so recently.

Hands tangled in Sirius’ hair still squeezed at it, tugged, and moved around as Remus bucked his hips against Sirius’ feverishly. Who ever said that fucking, shagging, having sex, or whatever else you wanted to call it wasn’t an art, had obviously never had sex the way that Sirius and Remus had sex. They had to be the very best at this, if there were rankings for such things, which was just fine. Remus was at the top of his class when it came to grades, and now, sex as well.

 Sirius didn't really seem to notice that he still had pants on. In fact, he barely seemed to notice that they were even in the Room of Requirement. Hell, the two could have floated out into space for all Sirius knew. All of this felt unreal, amazing, perfect, and a billion other adjectives that existed in thousands of languages. It was a little bit weird though, said the voice in the back of the brunette's mind, because they weren't technically shagging, all they were doing was humping each other. A much louder, stronger voice inside Sirius' head was screaming that he didn't give a damn that they weren't actually fucking, because this felt bloody incredible.
 
With Remus' hands tangled in Sirius' hair, and their hips crashing against each other, Sirius was feeling entirely too much pleasure all at once for one human being to handle all at once. He had a pressure building in his groin that was slowly starting to spill over the top. The more the two ground against each other, the more he bit and licked and kissed Remus, the more the werewolf tugged and yanked at his hair, the less control Sirius seemed to have over his ability to last long. Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem, but for whatever reason, Sirius was just having way too hard of a time thinking about anything except how good this felt, including how to keep himself lasting long.
 
Still, it came as the biggest shock in Sirius' entire life when suddenly his body began to convulse, that pressure in his groin finally taking over and spilling forth. He tipped his head back, his hips bucking hard, and he let out a roaring sort of growl, a moan that surely was heard by the gods, and he came. Right there in his pants. His body shuddered, and slowly, surely he stopped moving. It took him a minute to realize what exactly had just happened. When he did realize, however, he was completely mortified. Did he just..cum..in his..pants? Sirius Black never did that. He had never once, in his life, ever came in his pants. Not ever.
 
Completely stunned by this turn of events, Sirius' face turned the brightest shade of scarlet, and quickly, that blush seemed to creep down his neck, and over his entire body. His eyes were wide, and he stared down at Remus, his mouth open. His body still hadn't recovered completely from that massive orgasm he just had, but he didn't care. For a lack of a better word, Sirius Black was embarrassed. In one movement, Sirius climbed off of Remus, stood up, and walked to the complete other side of the room, throwing himself down on the sofa that was there. He wanted to leave the room completely, but he knew he couldn't. So that was the best he could do, keep himself as far away from Remus as he could possibly get, with the hopes that someone would just fire the killing curse at him and put him out of his misery.

Remus had been nearing his second climax, and had almost got there when he felt Sirius tense up, convulse, and then relax again. It was obvious what those motions had meant. Sirius had just come, but...They weren’t even fucking! Remus didn’t even really know it was possible to cum while just humping each other the way they were doing. His eyes were wide too, confused, and then Sirius was gone. Up and off of him, and across the room.

Remus sat up, slightly dazed and a little confused, and saw Sirius sitting on that couch, looking like a puppy that had just been disciplined. He frowned, standing up shakily at first, his body feeling oddly sore all over, probably all the biting that had gone on. He was still hard, but chose to ignore it, walking across the room stark naked towards his lover.

“Sirius.” he said, his voice soft and gentile. “It’s alright you know.” he said, sitting down next to him and putting a hand on his thigh. “Besides, if I can keep going after coming, who’s to say you can’t do the same?” he asked, leaning in and resting his chin on the boy’s shoulder. “Please don’t pout, c’mon, we can make out for a while till you get it up again!”

Of course Sirius could keep on cumming regardless of having already done so. The point was that he had came early, while they were only dry humping, in his god damn pants for Merlin's sake. He felt Remus' hand on his thigh, but he didn't look up. He heard Remus say something to him, but he didn't reply. The problem wasn't getting it up again. He was just..embarrassed. Sirius Black prided himself on being the absolute end all be all when it came to sex. Shagging was the thing he was best at. And this..well this was like a smack in the face to Zeus or something. All the brunette could do was shake his head. He couldn't even bring himself to speak.
 
How could this have happened to him? It happened to normal people, and fat virgins who never had sex, but not to Sirius. Never, ever to Sirius. What if James found out about it? Or anyone else at Hogwarts? He'd never live it down, no matter what his reputation had been before that. With a sigh, he stood up, not wanting Remus to be near him at the moment, and walked over to the other sofa, which was on the other side of the room from his boyfriend. It wasn't that he didn't want to touch Remus, or that he didn't want Remus to touch him. He just..didn't deserve it right then, at least not in his mind.
 
Once he had sat down, Sirius turned, his back pressed against the arm of the sofa, his knees pulling up to his chest, and his arms wrapped around his knees. He laid his chin on his kneecaps and stared straight at the door, which was on the wall he was facing. He had half a mind to just get up and leave, but he didn't, because he had already fucked up enough for one night and he wasn't going to make things worse for himself. Why couldn't there be some dark wizard in the room with them right now? Why couldn't the knight bus just run him over? Sure, he was being a little melodramatic, but Sirius did just fail at the only thing he was good at, in his mind at least. He decided that warranted at least a little bit of depression.

Remus knew that there was not hope in reviving the sexual portion of the night, so he decided to put his clothes on. After doing so, he went back over to Sirius and sat down next to him, putting his arms around the other and forcing him to look into his eyes. “Sirius Black, you are acting like a big baby.” he said sternly, his gaze strong but not angry.

“So what, you came in your pants, it’s not the end of the world. You put together the most romantic night I’ll probably ever had, and made me cum so damn hard. Can’t you just be happy with that?” he asked, kissing him on the lips softly before even letting him answer. “I fucking love you, okay? Nothing you do or say would ever change that...” he said after the kiss broke.

Moony clearly didn't understand the gravity of this situation. Sex was the ONLY thing Sirius was good at. He was an alright chaser, he supposed, but he was completely awful with school work, he couldn't play any instruments, he literally was terrible at absolutely everything else that other people were good at. This was his ONLY talent. When Remus came over and wrapped his arms around Sirius, the boy just sighed and closed his eyes. “You don't get it Remus.” He said, his voice barely above a whisper, but this time, that whisper lacked every ounce of passion he once had. “I'm not good at anything else.”
 
Saying that out loud made Sirius want to cry. He didn't, of course, because the boy rarely cried. He hadn't cried when he was kicked out of his parents house, he hadn't cried (though he wanted to) the night he kicked the shit out of that muggle waiter, and he hadn't cried any time he had broken a bone since he was a child. Hell, the last time Sirius really remembered crying was during his first year, and that had been with Remus. He just..couldn't make himself do it. But gods, did he want to. It pained him to think about his faults, let alone say them out loud. And after being called a disgrace nearly every day since he learned how to talk, Sirius really just couldn't handle failing at the one thing he never, ever failed at.

Remus almost thought he had misheard Sirius. Not good at anything else? That was insanity. Sirius was brilliant! One of the most clever people Remus had ever met, hell, he’d managed to become an animagius without any proper training, and some of the most powerful wizards and witches couldn’t even do that! Remus frowned, and slid onto Sirius’ lap, resting his forehead against his boyfriend’s.

“Sirius that’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever said.” he whispered. “You’re bloody fantastic at plenty of things. Coming up with pranks, you’re one of the funniest people I know, you’re dashingly good looking, and you’re great with magic. You’re a fantastic duelist, and you are a fucking animagius.” he said, cursing to prove his point a bit. “Do you know that there are only about twenty in the entire world.” he went on. “You’re plenty good at tons of things, and just because you came in your pants once doesn’t make you lousy at sex.” he sighed softly and kissed him once more. “Please, just smile for me, at least a little?” he asked hopefully.

 Sirius hadn't been expecting his werewolf to climb into his lap, but he didn't especially mind too much. Depressed though he might be, Sirius still did want to touch Remus, and he wanted Remus to touch him. Such a sad little puppy he was. He leaned his forehead against Remus' and kept his eyes closed, taking a deep breath. He supposed that he was pretty funny, and he was the brains behind most of the pranks the Marauders pulled. He was really good looking, he could admit to that, but that wasn't something he was good at, that was something he was just born with. And he was an alright wizard, mediocre he would reckon. Though he wasn't feeling better about what had just happened, it did make him smile that Remus was trying so hard to make him smile. So he did, though it was small, he smiled, just because Remus wanted him too.