Howlin' Good Time series

Title: Howlin’ Good Time – the aftermath Pt1

Author: Brissygirl

Rating: PG

Characters: Remus/Sirius

Beta: Subtlefire

Warnings: slash, angst, alternating POV

Summary: What will Remus do when he realises what’s happened?

Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling and associates. I’m just having fun.

A/N: After re-reading part one, I really wanted to know what happened next. I’m dedicating this to all the puppy-shippers on my flist but two in particular. remuslives23 to help aide her recovery and to  Enjoy and don’t forget to comment!

Howlin’ Good Time – the aftermath Pt1

Sirius stirred and woke up, he felt bad for what’d happened earlier. He knew Remus had his rules for a reason. But that didn’t stop him from pushing, Remus and enjoying it.

Remus had been awake for a while, trying to remember what had happened. He remembered coming upstairs to try and stop, Sirius from sulking. But nearly everything after that was hazy. How in Merlin’s name did he end up in bed with Sirius? Why was Sirius naked and why were Remus’ clothes torn and tattered? It didn’t make any sense.

Sirius kissed the top of Remus’ greying head of hair, and stretched. He knew Remus probably wouldn’t remember much. He never did when Moony got the better of him, full moon, or not.

That also meant, when Remus did start to remember what had happened, Sirius was going to be in deep shit.

Remus wasn’t ready for Sirius to know he was awake yet. He wanted to try and piece together what had happened. Obviously the wolf inside him somehow got control over him, but Remus didn’t understand how. Remus inhaled deeply through his nose and froze. He could smell two very distinct odours besides those that he associated with his lover.

Remus could smell semen and sex!

The memories of what happened after he’d come upstairs to talk to Sirius came flooding back. When he was walking upstairs he could hear noises and smell his lover’s arousal. Then as he reached the bedroom he was confronted with the sight of Sirius lying naked on their bed masturbating.

Sirius felt Remus tense and knew the shit was about to hit the fan. The fact that it was his birthday was no excuse. Not in Remus’ eyes anyway. Sirius had broken one of the golden rules when it came to werewolves. Don’t provoke them.

Remus was furious!

How could Sirius be so fucking stupid? Doing something like that with the moon being full the next night. This kind of stupidity was why Remus didn’t have a mate for so many years. When Sirius returned to Britain, because someone had entered Harry in the Triwizard Tournament and subsequently found, Remus because Voldemort had returned. He had tried to start something then. Except Remus was having none of it.

It was only after spending so much time together, when Sirius was cooped up in that mausoleum his parents called a house. That Remus allowed himself to become close with Sirius again.

But to do something that reckless and stupid; Remus found it inconceivable for someone to be that idiotic. Especially Sirius, because he fucking knew better.

Remus had been quiet for a while, just lying there stewing over what’d happened earlier. Sirius didn’t get what the big deal was; it wasn’t like it was the night of the full moon. That was just suicide, unless he was Padfoot.

Remus knew he needed to have it out with his lover and the sooner the better. But at the moment he was simply too angry. There was a very high chance he would say something they both would regret later. Remus also needed to get away from those tantalising scents or, Moony would take over again and the same thing would happen again.

He sat up, glanced at Sirius, then got out of bed and left the room. Deciding he needed a shower to help clear his head.

Shit! Remus was angrier than Sirius thought. If things were that bad, then Sirius needed to do something to apologise for being so thoughtless. He didn’t care anymore if it was his birthday or not. Remus was far too important for, Sirius not to eat a little humble pie.