The Sexual Education of Remus J. Lupin - COMPLETE

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Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters used in this story. The Harry Potter series belongs to J.K. Rowling, and we greatly thank her for creating such a fantastic world, and fantastic characters for us to use and manipulate into fantastically perverted situations.

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!

Role-play Participants:

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

Slambitious (Scumdog): Sirus Black, and various "NPC's".

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The Sexual Education of Remus J. Lupin

Chapter 3

Lesson Three: Good Morning
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“Me of all people?” Sirius said, feigning being offended, but the wide grin on his face gave him away completely. Remus kissed him, and it was one of those sweet, soft kisses. Thinking to himself that Remus didn't taste much like chocolate anymore, but more like soapy boyishness, that thought and the kiss were both pulled to a stop a moment later when Remus' Mum called from downstairs. He jumped a bit too, but more from Remus' shock than the woman's voice. This wasn't the first time he had been stopped in the middle of something, and he was sure it wasn't going to be the last time. That still didn't keep the red from creeping up the dark haired boy's neck.

Sirius shook his head slowly, laughing just a little at how perfect Remus' mother's timing had been. A few minutes more and the boy wouldn't have cared if the Minister for Magic himself was knocking on the bathroom door. Deciding that he'd just wash his hair later, because it was hair and it looked the same on Sirius regardless of if he washed it for a few days or not, he let Remus run the bar of soap over his chest. What better excuse to get the other boy to touch him a few more times before they had to go eat dinner. After a few moments, he took the bar of soap from the other boy and quickly ran it over his own body. He didn't need to spend a great deal of time washing himself, he was a man after all. Once that was done, he stepped into the now lukewarm flow of water coming from the shower and rinsed himself off, stealing a quick, chaste kiss from Remus' lips before stepping back all the way.

“Let's go before your Mum figures out we were snogging in your bathroom.” Sirius smirked, and stepped out of the shower, grabbing the closet towel he could manage and wrapping it around his waist. He would have waited for Moony, but he didn't want to get himself caught by Moony's Mum for being the one who debauched her son on his first night staying with them. Trekking back into Remus' room, the teen knelt down in front of his trunk, towel still around his waist, his black mop of hair dripping water onto his shoulders. After opening it, he pulled out the first things he could grab. Putting the shirt on over his head, not really caring if it got wet, he let the towel drop o the floor, and he slid on the pants. That was one thing about Sirius, he knew how to take clothes off and put them back on quicker than anyone else.


    Remus got out shortly after Sirius and dried himself, getting dressed as well and then laughed seeing Sirius' hair dripping all over him. "You have to do something called DRY your hair you know." he said, grabbing the towel and rubbing it over Sirius head, messing his hair up a bit but at least collecting most of the rogue moisture that was making the boy's shirt all wet. 
    
    "C'mon, let's go eat I'm sure you're starving again anyways." he said, taking Sirius by the hand and tugging him out of his room before letting go and heading down the stairs. 
    
    Dinner was rather nice. Home cooked food, pleasant conversation about various things, Remus' parents knowing not to pry about Sirius' family or anything of that nature. Remus had explained it to them earlier. Dessert was a lovely slice of chocolate cake for each, and before they new it, they were on the couch watching TV, Remus' parents having gone to bed. 
    
    "I'm stuffed." Remus said, patting his stomach as he sprawled out on the couch comfortably, closing his eyes. "Did you enjoy the food Sirius?" he asked, knowing it wasn't anything like the Hogwarts feasts, but it was at least something.


When Moony brought the towel to Sirius' wet dog hair, the male couldn't help but snort a little bit. He could have dried it himself, what with shaking himself and his head several times, sending tiny water bullets flying. Though, maybe that wasn't the best idea, he was sure Remus wouldn't appreciate him getting water all over the place. It wasn't until Remus had mentioned dinner that his stomach made that rumbling sound again. His stomach was odd, and wouldn't really make noises out being hungry until someone mentioned food, and then it was protesting as loud as it possible could.

So down the stairs the two boys went, and into the dining room. Remus' parents were nice. Really nice, actually. Nothing like his Mum and Dad, who were about as nice as a full grown mountain troll. He ate his fill in home cooked food, and talked as politely as he could to the boy's parents. It was strange to him, a family dinner. His parents, his house, his family was nothing like this at all. He preferred not mentioning it to anyone, though. It was just one of those skeletons in his closet that he'd just rather not think about. Silly Sirius.

Once Moony's parents had gone to bed, the two boys were alone again, watching something Moony had called a Tea Vee, or something like that. This was just like those “Moodies” they had went too earlier, but on a much smaller scale. Allowing himself to stretch long legs out in front of him, and arms above his head, Sirius yawned and scrunched up his face. “Huh? Oh yeah s'great!” He replied to Remus' question, finally done yawning and stretching, the boy had moved slightly to where his back was pressed against the arm of his side of the couch. “You have to ask your Mum about getting some of that cake to take back to Hogwarts with us.” He continued, now looking more at Remus than he was the TV.


    Remus laughed. "It's great, I know. I'll see if she'll send some care packages next year or something." he said, yawning softly and glancing at the TV. It was on some random sitcom, and Remus wasn't really paying that much attention. He was just sort of allowing it to be background noise. He knew the conversation that they would have to have now, and he was a bit nervous to bring it up. 
    
    "Hey Sirius." he began, pushing himself into a more upright sitting position. "About…what happened earlier, at the movies, in the shower." he said, his voice low enough so that he wouldn't wake up his parents, but loud enough so that Sirius could hear him over the drone of the television. "I'm…a little confused." he said finally, the admission feeling like a bit of a weight off his shoulders. "I mean, it was great, I wanted it, and…well I…wouldn't mind doing it again it's just…I didn't even know I would want to do that with uh…well, with a guy." he said, his cheeks going red. "Have you ever…done that before with a guy?"


Somewhere, in the back of his mind, Sirius knew that they would have to talk about the incidents eventually. He knew it was coming, because Remus liked to think about things and talk about things. That didn't make it any easier to actually say something relevant when his best friend brought it up. What happened had just...happened. And things happened, literally, all the time, didn't they? People just did things. They kissed strangers, went on dates with people they had never met, had random hook ups with friends, and just fell the fuck in love. Did there really have to be a reason for something? Anything? Sirius didn't think so, but he knew he'd have a hell of a time explaining that to Moony. The boy wiped his hands on his pants, much like he did on the bus. He honestly had no idea where he should begin. Talking about his feelings wasn't Sirius' strong point.

“Er..” Sirius began, looking at Remus, and then to the TV, and to a clock on the wall, and back to Remus. “Well..” Could he have been any more awkward? Of course he could have. This was exactly why he didn't like to think about things, because usually, the harder something was to think about, the harder it was to talk about. “No. I haven't.” He said finally, grinning sheepishly to try and lighten the mood. His dark eyes darted back towards the TV and he spoke again, changing the subject almost immediately. “Is this any good?” He asked, turning a bit more in his seat, staring at the TV as if it was the most interesting thing he had ever laid his eyes on. Anything to keep the conversation away from dangerous waters was good enough for him.


    Remus sighed. He knew Sirius was going to avoid the subject at all costs, and it was up to him to steer it back and keep things on track. "Right, well neither have I." he said, grabbing the remote and turning the television off. It was his turn now, to be in the other's lap. He crawled over and straddled his hips, looking him in the eye, his brilliant amber orbs flashing a bit. "Sirius, I know I asked you before but…I still need to know. Why did you kiss me? Why did you…touch me that way?" he asked, not letting the other escape what had to be done.
    
    The reason Remus was being so adamant about it was, well, the way Sirius had touched him in the shower. It was the way you'd expect someone to touch the one they loved. Not just a friend, random hook up, or stranger. Someone really important. Someone that was above all the rest, someone that you wanted to be with for a long time, if not forever. Remus couldn't help but be confused by it. Did he want Sirius in that way? He wasn't sure. He knew by now, well enough, that he wanted him sexually. Hell, all of Hogwarts probably did. But was he in love with Sirius? He…couldn't be sure. He'd just never even thought about it before.


Sirius was in the middle of formulating what he was sure was going to be brilliant reply to the other male. But, the only sound that escaped his lips was a small one of surprise as Moony straddled his lap. The amber eyed boy was chocked full of surprises today. Now he was trapped, underneath Remus' weight, and although he wasn't necessarily opposed to this idea, he thought it was extremely unlike his werewolf friend to use tactics such as these to get information out of people. No doubt the other learned well from Sirius and James. But then came the question. The one he had been dreading the entire evening. Why? Why had he kissed Remus first? Why had he kissed Remus again? Why had he continued to kiss Remus? To touch Remus?

He didn't know. It was the honest to god truth. He just..didn't know. And he had no idea how he was supposed to express this fact to Moony. If Moony didn't know, and Sirius didn't know, then was there really any harm? The dark haired boy groaned and laid his head back on the sofa, eyes looking down from that position, and into Remus' amber toned ones. His hands were limp at his sides, and he heaved a sigh. “What do you want me to say Moony?” he asked finally, his voice barely above a whisper. “What am I supposed to say?” Sirius closed his eyes. All these feelings and talking about feelings were beginning to make his head hurt a little bit.

“I kissed you because..” He said finally, his eyes still closed, a hand brought up to his face, two fingers placed directly above his closed eyelids. “..because I wanted to.” It was a simple answer, but it was the best one he knew how to give. He just...wanted to. “I..” He started to speak again and sighed again, shaking his head and opening his eyes to look back at Moony. “I don't know why I wanted to, alright? I just wanted to. You were there and I was there and it was dark and I figured “Why the hell not?”” Sirius was completely sure that he had never in his life spoke this much about his feelings regarding a kiss. But what were his feelings regarding those kisses? And all that happened in the shower? What had that been? He had surprised himself already, what with giving in to Moony and saying some sibilance of an answer. But, that probably had to do with the fact that despite his frustrations, he did have an extremely sensitive werewolf perched on his lap.

Truth be told, Sirius had never really thought about Moony in any way other than his best friend. Though, he supposed, that if he were to ever do anything like this, it would be with Remus. The two shared more than any of the other Marauders, what with both of them carrying secrets they were ashamed of. Moony was a werewolf, and Sirius came from the longest line of pureblood loving muggle hating directly from Slytherin himself wizards in the entire wizarding world. That was a lot to carry on the 16 year old shoulders. And he was the closest, emotionally, to Remus. He had came here, didn't he? Instead of shacking up with some girl from Hogwarts, or James, or Peter. Sirius, whether he wanted to admit it or not, had ran straight to Moony. Why? Because it had to be Moony. It had always been Moony.


    Remus smiled slightly and nodded a bit. "Alright alright." he said, laying his head on Sirius shoulder, his arms moving around him a bit just to hold on, the warmth comforting. He lay there like that for a while, the dull sound of crickets the only noise, filtering in from an open window. Sirius had wanted to, that was easy enough to swallow. At least it wasn't some overly dramatic confession of hidden love. Remus probably wouldn't have been able to take Sirius, well, seriously if it had been. 
    
    After a little while, he finally spoke again. "I don't know what it is, or…or what it means." he began, his voice soft, lips near Sirius ear now anyways, so there was no need to talk too loudly. "But I just feel like everything is OK when I'm close to you." he said, his eyes closed now. They had gone heavy a while ago, and Remus was in a rather comfortable state between sleep, and alertness. "Like no matter what I do or say, no matter what I am, what my past is, you don't care. You like me anyways." he had a small smile on his lips. "It's nice…" 
    

    Remus was drifting off, just barely awake now, his breathing having slowed down a bit, body going more relaxed, the image of the two boys now absolutely precious. Moonlight from a nearly full moon was cast over the pair, a dim blue sort of glow showing the form of Remus on top of his best friend, arms draped limply over him.


More that grateful that Remus hadn't asked him any more questions, Sirius finally relaxed, letting his arms wrap lazily around the other male's waist, hands landing on the small of his back. It was comfortable. Remus was comfortable. He laid his head back on the couch once more and let his eyes fall closed. He could have very well fallen asleep right there, if it weren't for Moony's voice, quiet as a whisper, fluttering out right next to his ear. The dark haired boy just smiled. He didn’t feel like he needed to say anything as a reply to Remus, though he did start rubbing the small of the others back softly with his hands.

He did like Remus, because Remus liked him, for all the same reasons. It was comfortable, and it was nice, and it was home. Glancing out the window as Moony started to drift to sleep, Sirius saw the almost full moon. In a few days, he'd be out with Remus, animalistic and raw. He always loved being able to be around the werewolf during transformation. It dawned on him in that moment that if he and Remus fell asleep out there in the living room, they would probably get caught by the others parents. That was a bad idea, what with the whole debauching their only child thing.

Dark eyes looked down at Remus, whose amber eyes were closed. “Moony, we have to go upstairs.” He said softly, though he really didn't want to disturb the other boy. With very careful and tricky maneuvering, Sirius managed to stand, arms locked underneath the other males body, having wrapped Remus' legs around his waist, and the arms already locked around his neck. So he was going to carry the overly tired and much too comfortable Remus upstairs. That's what friends did, right? They made sure each other were out of harms way when one of them passed out. Completely natural. He had a hard time getting up the stairs, but managed it alright in the end. When the pair were back in Remus' bedroom, Sirius walked slowly towards the bed and laid the other down as softly as he could. A few moments later he had stripped off his t-shirt, preferring to sleep without a shirt, and got himself into bed.


    The sandy blond headed boy stirred only slightly, shifting to get a better grip on the other so he wouldn't fall. Once in bed, he shifted just slightly and his eyes opened for a moment. "Thanks." he said softly, leaning over and pressing a soft kiss to his lips before snuggling into him under the covers, his forehead resting against Sirius' arm, Remus on his side, knees up slightly. He was more comfortable than he'd been in ages, and sleep overtook him rather quickly. 
    
    The night went by, uneventful and peaceful as could be. The soft sound of the chirping crickets was pleasant, and Remus' room was nearly pitch black, save for the few slivers of light that managed to get past the curtains, sneaking their way into the room. Every now and then, an owl would hoot, though nothing else really disturbed the night. The two boys slept peacefully, and by morning, their limbs had become tangled together, Remus sprawled out on top of Sirius, snoring softly against his shoulder.


Remus, Sirius had noticed—after the boy had kissed him goodnight and went off to sleep—slept like a little puppy, curling himself against Sirius. He didn't mind, of course, Sirius had a little bit of that puppy dog in him as well. It took the darker of the two a while longer to fall asleep, what with a sleeping werewolf curled up in his arms and all. He found himself touching Remus' arms, and face, and neck a few times before he managed to get to sleep. He couldn't help it, the boy was just fun to touch. The bed was warm, and far more comfortable than his bed back in Grimmauld Place. And without the wails of his mother to wake him up at the crack of dawn, Sirius was able to sleep longer than he would have.

While Remus was sprawled on top, snoring away, Sirius was equally as sprawled as the other boy, mouth open, a slight bit of drool coming from his mouth. Quite a pair they made, one drooling, one snoring. The snoring wasn't bad, though. Sirius slept right through it. But that wasn't saying much, the dark haired boy could sleep through a house fire without blinking an eye. In his sleep, Sirius made an awkward kind of “Mnnnn” sound and shifted, his arm wrapping around Remus and hugging the male close to his chest. Anyone looking in on the scene would have assumed the two were lovers. And after that near-sex-experience in the shower the day before, that wasn't too far off base.

    Remus awoke first, the 'Mnnn" sound having gone off right in his ear. His eyes fluttered and the snoring stopped, and he found himself being pulled close to something big and warm. When his eyes focused, he saw Sirius, mouth hanging open, clinging to him tightly as if he were a teary bear. He smiled a bit, and pushed himself into a sitting position, just watching Sirius sleep for a few minutes before leaning down and kissing him on the nose. "Good morning star-shine." he purred into his ear, licking it teasingly. He knew the other could sleep through just about anything, but they'd slept in long enough. Total of nearly 12 hours of sleep, actually. 
    
    Remus' mother knew not to wake him up for breakfast, as the boy typically would get up on his own. It was summer, and she would let them sleep in as much as they wanted. It was only 11 AM anyways. Wondering just how much he could tease Sirius before he would wake up, Remus shifted them so that he was straddling his hips again, leaning down to kiss him on the cheek. "Wakey wakeyy." he said in a soft sing-song voice, kissing down lower, licking at his neck, and then nibbling here and there.


Sirius could have very well assumed that Remus was a teddy bear, but he couldn't know for sure, he was still far away in his dream land, something about Quidditch and a house elf on a broom. Thus it was very odd that through this dream, he heard something that sounded a lot like Remus float into his dream. “Mmmmnn..” He made a sound again, not nearly awake, though his face scrunched up slightly and yawned. And though he was not close to being coherent, he felt the added weight to his lap, the lips on his cheek, and the voice of Remus Lupin again. “Mnnnn..” He said again, his eyes closed. “Mnfivemoreminutes..” Sirius wasn't the best with words when it was this early. Well, early in Sirius time.

He shivered involuntarily as Remus licked his neck, biting and nibbling in a few places. The sleepy puppy that was Sirius Black made another noise. “Hnn..” his voice was a whine, halfway between pleasure, because he did like his neck being kissed, and wanting to sleep some more. “Justgimmefiveminutes..” He slurred, almost refusing to open his eyes, shifting around some so that his arms were above his head, trying to get back into that comfortable position so he could sleep some more.


    Remus thought the boy's protesting was simply adorable. "Sirius it's been twelve hours." he whispered into his ear, before taking his earlobe gently between his teeth and tugging on it. He slid a hand up and smirked slightly, tweaking one of Sirius' nipples as well, wondering how he'd react to that. Sure they' kissed and touched the day before, but nothing really all that blatantly sexual, such as teasing a nipple. Remus continued his torture of the boy, kissing back down along his jawline to his neck, where he bit down a bit harder. 
    
    "Mm if you don't get up too soon I'm going to leave a mark." he said, knowing it was an empty threat. The last thing he needed was for his mom to ask why Sirius suddenly had a hickey. It would be embarrassing more than anything else, and Remus wasn't even sure if he was gay yet, so why bother having 'the talk'?


Sirius, who was waking up more and more as the seconds passed, had half a mind to just pretend to be asleep, if only so he'd continue to get lavished with attention. The male shivered once more, this time goosebumps raising up over his arms as the other boy tweaked his nipped. “Mnn..” He moaned again, softly. It was only at the threat to leave a mark that Sirius opened his eyes and began to blink. Raising his arms over his head and yawning in an exaggerated fashion, Sirius flopped his arms back down on the bed and glanced up at Remus, who seemed to be having a great time molesting Sirius.

The dark haired male was sleepy still, though, and his eyes showed it, looking more like a puppy dog than a full grown beast. That would soon change, if one would only wait a few minutes. “Oy, has it really been 12 hours?” Sirius asked, his hands coming to rest on Moony's hips, a small yawn escaping, his features scrunching up some as he did so. Allowing his eyes a few more moments to adjust to being awake, he moved one of his hands back up to his mouth and dabbed the drool from the side of his lips. “You're gonna regret this, you know, Moony.” Sirius said finally, smirking at Remus, his dark eyes finally switching into that beast mode.


    Remus smiled. Sirius was so damn cute when he wrinkled his nose like that. At the threat though, he had to lean in an smirk. "Yeah right." he said, kissing him on the lips not really caring that they'd both just woken up. "You couldn't really do anything to me even if you tried." he said, knowing full well it was a challenge. Egging Sirius on was one of the most fun things that he could think of. The boy got worked up so easily, and especially when it came to things like this. They'd play-wrestled a few times before minus the slightly sexual contact, and Remus had to admit he was curious to see where it would lead now that certain barriers had been broken down. 
    
    Remus was now nuzzling into the nape of Sirius neck again, kissing and licking him there happily. "You know you taste pretty good for a dog." he said, finding the fact that Sirius had taken on some of the more canine like characteristics of padfoot in his every day form. He knew a bit of the wolf would flash in and out of his own self as well, and he thought that even though he hated the beast inside of him, it was sort of…well, cool for lack of a better word.


Oh, Moony had done his homework. Well, that wasn't a surprise, Moony always did his homework. Sirius chuckled, letting the little wolf on his lap have some fun for a bit. “You think so?” The boy asked, keeping his eyes on his prize. Though, he had to admit that he was enjoying Remus nuzzling his neck like that. They were both Canines in their heart of hearts, and that little bit of affection always seemed to do the job better than a great deal of other things. The two had been known to wrestle in their human forms, as well as their animal ones, being so playful and dog-like.

Sirius laughed again, that tinkling kind of laugh that only he had. “Well, tell me something I don't know.” The boy was cocky, but he at least had a few things up his sleeve and in his trousers to back up that cockiness. “'Ey Remus.” Sirius said suddenly, getting the wolf's attention for a moment. Once he had the other boy's eyes locked on his, Sirius made his move. The slightly larger of the two sat up quickly and leaned forward, causing Remus to fall backwards onto the bed. Using this as leverage, Sirius got on top of Remus, pinning the sandy brown haired male's hips to the bed with his own, straddling the male's lap, and holding Remus' arms above his head with his hands.

“You're mine now.” Sirius said, with an air of victory and a slight twinge of possessiveness. He couldn't help that last part, it came out sometimes when Padfoot decided to make an appearance without actually having to change form. Using just one of his hands, he held Remus' arms together by the wrist, hard enough to keep them there, but not so hard as to cause pain. “Move and you die.” The boy continued, which would have been a scary threat to anyone else, or if Sirius hadn't been sporting a huge grin. Lowering his head down quickly, Sirius caught Remus' bottom lip between his teeth and tugged on it, issuing a small growl as his hips pressed Moony down into the bed harder than they had previously been.


    At first, Remus had looked up curious to see if Sirius was going to ask for a sandwich or something, which shouldn't have surprised him in the slightest. Instead though, he suddenly found himself on his back, squirming underneath him with his hands pinned above his head. Remus wasn't the strongest of guys, but typically he could hold his own against Sirius. However, with the full moon only a day away, his strength was practically halved, so he couldn't do too much.
    
    "Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do about it?" he asked, when Sirius said that Remus was his now. The small tug on his lip earned Sirius a soft breathy moan, and Remus pushed his hips up to grind against Sirius instinctively. "I'm not yours anyways, I can be whosever I want!" he said indignantly, nodding a little. "In fact, maybe when we go back to school I'll give that Ravenclaw boy a try." he said, knowing Sirius would probably get a bit jealous over that. He was possessive by nature, something Remus found utterly adorable. "You know I saw him staring at me all last year, I bet he thinks I'm cute." he said, smirking.


The comment about the Ravenclaw boy, who Sirius remembered seeing some time last year, caused another soft growl to issue from the dark haired teen. He supposed that technically Remus wasn't really his, but he was as good as. “You're really gonna say no to me, eh?” Sirius asked, his tone of voice having deepened just slightly during the altercation. Seemingly to prove his point that no, Remus was not in fact going to be anyone elses, he ground his hips back down against Remus', pushing the boy's hips back down into the bed. “You're really going to choose some Ravenclaw over me?” Sirius posed another question, his face lowering back down to where his nose was nearly touching Remus'.

This was dangerous waters again. But after figuring that he was just going to do whatever he hell he wanted while he was at Remus' house for the summer, and deal with it all some other time, he let the rest of his guard down completely. “You're going to choose someone over The Famous Sirius Black?” The dark eyes narrowed just slightly, and Sirius nipped at Remus' upper lip, tongue tracing over the boy's cupids bow, his free hand snaking up between them to rest on Remus' neck, fingers tilting Remus' head up so that the neck was exposed. “I don't think so.” His voice was growling, and without another moment of hesitation, he dipped his head back down again, this time nipping at Remus' adam's apple, rolling the skin there between his teeth, tongue snaking out to flick against the now reddening skin. The thought crossed his mind that maybe Remus' mom would see the mark that was growing there, it was gone in a few moments, as soon as the boy realized he didn't care so much. Remus was his, and he'd have the bite marks to prove it. At least until the summer was over.


    Remus shivered when Sirius spoke like that, so harshly. It was…well, hot. Sirius claiming that Remus was his, and then getting possessive like that. It made him feel so…wanted. He pushed back with his hips and struggled against his hand a bit more, but still couldn't manage to break free, not that he really wanted to. The bite on his neck elicited a little yelp, and Remus closed his eyes tightly. "S-Sirius." he squeaked out, though when the other pulled back a bit, he nodded.
    
    "Sure, I mean Ravenclaws are known for their intelligence. Him and I could read together, snog in the library, go on picnics." He knew he was being ridiculous now. Of course he'd never pick someone else over Sirius if indeed he WAS to be with a guy. He knew already that, if that was the case, Sirius was the only man he'd ever want. He wasn't going to say that, though. Especially not after they'd only really been in this are of emotions and physical affections for one day.

Sirius really just needed Remus to stop talking. Though, that little squeak he had managed to get out of the other was pure gold. “Moony.” He growled out again, though keeping his mouth busy with a line of kisses up the boy's neck and jaw, over his chin, and finally to his lips. Letting his lips hover above Remus' for moment, breath hot against the sandy brown haired boy's mouth. “Shut. Up.” he said simply, a whisper, but lined with gravel. When Sirius got turned on, which was where he was headed if he wasn't there already, his voice tended to get a little bit deeper. That was Padfoot for you, always coming out in the best, and worst, possible scenarios. 

Truth be told, he wasn't quite sure of what to do to Remus. Granted, he knew what he liked done to him by women, and he knew what he did to himself, but was it really the same? Hands were honestly just hands, and he supposed that touching Remus was like touching an extension of himself. Yes, that he could work with. Sirius kissed Moony full on the mouth, making the concept clear that he didn't need to say anything else, for the time being. Talking seemed to be a waste of time, and everyone in the free speaking world knew that if given the choice to talk with words, or talk with his body, he'd choose the later. Keeping the hand that held Remus' arms above his head right where it was, the other, which was resting on the boy's neck at the moment, found it's way down Remus' body, the fingernails he always forgot to trim scratching as the hand went down further.

If Sirius was honest with himself, he was a bit nervous about this. Though he knew the basic premise, he still had never actually been with another guy before. But, never being one to let that stop him, Sirius, making sure to distract Remus' mouth from talking by continuing to kiss him, nipping and biting the boys lips whenever he could, the hand made it's way to the front of Remus' pants, remembering that he had forgotten to take them off before passing out. Using the palm of his hand, he began to rub against the front of Moony's trousers, feeling that part of Remus that he had all but ignored for all the years of their friendship. Oddly, that forbidden part of Remus didn't seem to weird Sirius out that much. Hell, he had one of his own after all.


    Fortunately enough for Sirius, Remus enjoyed kissing him plenty, which was more than enough to keep him quiet for the time being. Their tongues danced, and another little squeak was lost into the kiss when Sirius scraped those fingernails down his front. It felt amazing in a weird way, and little pink lines appeared on his skin following after the trailing fingers. Remus hadn't really known it before, but beyond the pain of the transformations, he was actually enjoying a bit of it. The slightly too rough bites, fingernails on his skin. It was all intoxicating. 
    
    Needless to say that his body had begun to react already, a formidable tent in his pants now very blatant, which only grew when Sirius began to rub him there. He broke the kiss and let out a soft growling moan. "Sirius.." he purred out, arching his back slightly and pushing his hips up against his hand. "Ah…you…don't have to." he said, blushing now as he thought about what was actually happening. He was nervous, now. 
    
    What if Sirius found out that he really didn't fancy guys at all once things got too far? What if Remus found that same thing out? Kissing was one thing, but…sexual contact? That was completely different. Also, what if Sirius DID fancy guys and…Remus' equipment wasn't up to his standards? He didn't really know what was good or bad when it came to things like that, he'd always just sort of known his own.


If there was no other reason to be molesting Remus, the sheer fact that the male seemed to be enjoying everything Sirius did about sex was reason enough to at least flirt with the idea of doing more. The moan that his hand on Remus' crotch had extruded from the mouth of Moony was fascinating. Nothing at all like the moans that girls had. Different, but not a bad different by any means. His eyes flickered down to Remus' body, which seemed to be reacting to everything Sirius did to him. So maybe he wasn't so bad at this boy on boy thing after all. Of course he didn't have to touch Remus there. But if anything, Sirius had already gotten this far, and he had already made the decision to just suck it up and try it, because he was all for trying new things after all. He didn't have to touch Remus. But he wanted to.

“Shhhhh..” Sirius hushed the werewolf, the sound coming out as a breath that escaped against Moony's mouth. It was adorable, how much Remus had to over think things most of the time. They balanced each other out, Remus thinking about everything, Sirius thinking about nothing. They made quite a pair. The hand that was rubbing Remus's front feeling the boy underneath him tighten, so to speak. That probably should have been a shock, or at least brought some kind of negative emotion out in Sirius. But it didn't. Sirius' eyes locked onto Remus's face, pulling up just a bit to watch the boy as his hand began to undo the buttons and the zipper that held the boy's trousers in place. He had enough experience with removing pants, whether they be his own or someone elses, so getting Remus' pants undone was a task that was completed in a few seconds.

Dark eyes searched Remus' face reaction, something, anything that could give him some kind of clue as to how he was doing. Not that he was that worried he'd be bad at it. See, Sirius had this quick, this..habit, as it where. He absolutely loved watching someone's face as it was trapped in ecstasy. Somehow that act by itself tapped into the deepest, darkest carnal impulses the teenage boy had. And if Remus' sounds from before where any clue as to what was to come, well..Needless to say Sirius was all by overjoyed by the thought of getting to see it first hand. His fingers, having made quick work of Remus' pants, slid below the fabric that was Moony's underwear, his fingernails lightly scratching at the skin he found on the lowest part of the boy's pelvis. Just a few centimeters lower, and he'd have his hands on that part of Remus. But for now, he was content with teasing, his fingers dancing dangerously lower, nails creating small little crescent shaped marks across Remus' pelvis, and lower hips.


    Sirius was doing a positively marvelous job at driving Remus completely insane. His mind was racing against itself, half of him telling himself to just shut the fuck up, lay back, and enjoy, while the other half was telling him to make Sirius stop and talk about this before things went any further. 
    
    The more Sirius touched him, the more he dug his nails into his skin, and the closer and closer he got to actually giving Remus the pleasure that his body so desperately was craving, the more that logical part of his brain was losing the battle. Finally, when he couldn't take it anymore, he leaned up, even though his arms were still pinned above his head, and brought his lips to Sirius ear. "Do it." he hissed out, his voice commanding, hips pushing upwards in an attempt to make some sort of contact. 
    
    Had Remus been watching this all from a third party view, he probably wouldn't have believed what he was seeing at all. It was unlike him to be very commanding, for one thing, but beyond that, the idea that Sirius Black, the ladies man of Hogwarts, was about to give him, well, to be blunt, a hand job, was ludicrous! Still, Remus knew what he wanted, and for once in his life he was going to let go. Just lay back, and let Sirius do whatever he wanted to do, and when it was all said and done, then he would be allowed to think about it.


Sirius honestly felt like he was still asleep. Not suggesting that he wasn't having a fantastic time, but that it just didn't seem to be real. Sure, it felt real. Sure, his hand was centimeters away from wanking his best friend. Sure, the two were physically closer than they had ever been in their entire lives, in more ways than one. But something about the way Remus moved underneath Sirius had the voice in the back of his head suggesting that this wasn't really happening. But it was happening. And he was enjoying it happening. Almost taken aback by Remus' sudden command, Sirius had half a mind to do the exact opposite. But the look in Remus' amber eyes, and the feeling of the hips he had grown to enjoy very much push up into his hand caused that thought to be thrown out as quickly as it came in.

Using his hips as leverage once more, he pushed Remus' lower body back down on the bed. Even if he was going to do what Remus asked him to do, he was still going to do it his way. Never looking away from those amber colored eyes, Sirius' hand went lower, first wrapping tugging on the fabric of his underwear, so that Remus' manhood was free from it's cloth-like-cage for the time being. Mere moments later, he wrapped his hand around the base and gave it the smallest of squeezes, before slowly beginning to stroke. Sirius was a tease, that much was a given. If he could have it his way, Remus would be begging before this thing was over.

He wanted to experiment, though. Because if this was going to be the first time, and possibly last time he was to ever jerk off another boy, he was going to make the most of it and do whatever thought came into his mind. He stared hard at Remus' face, forcing the boy underneath him to keep eye contact as his thumb traced a circle over the very tip, the other fingers lazily running up and down the length. Odd as it was to be giving his best friend a hand job, it still sort of amazed him that Remus' skin felt nice to the touch. Perhaps it was just the fact that the two were already turned on from other things, thus making his senses amplified times a hundred. Whatever the case may be, he ran his thumb over the head a few more times before resigning to full on stroking. His face had lowered, the two of them still staring at each other, his lips hovering inches above Remus' mouth once more.

He wanted to kiss the boy, because that's what seemed like thing to do at the time. Flicking his tongue out to trace the line of Remus' mouth, Sirius closed his eyes and let out a small growl. Even if he wasn't sure exactly what he was doing, he was still managing to enjoy himself immensely all the same.


    This was far beyond anything Remus had ever allowed himself to enjoy when it came to sex. Of course, the furthest he'd ever gone had been wanking of in the shower at Hogwarts usually, or when at home, he could just do it on his bed. He'd kissed a few girls at dances and what not as well, but nothing could hold a candle to this. 
    
    Being held down like that by Sirius was exciting. The fact that he couldn't move underneath the other made him feel helpless in the best of ways, his hands clenching and unclenching above his head, lips parted in a silent and ever-lasting moan, he tried to push his hips up as soon as Sirius began to tease, but he couldn't. "P-please." he whispered out, though his mouth was soon being occupied as well.

    Sirius tongue tasted good, even though they both should've probably brushed their teeth first, but Remus didn't care. Sirius was Sirius, and his kisses were the hottest. Remus colt at least still move his own head and neck, and thus he leaned up, crashing their lips together once again and tugging at his bottom lip eagerly. His tongue pushed against Sirius', and he found himself tasting as much of the other as he could. 
    
    All Remus could do was lay there and let Sirius touch him while kissing him as fiercely as he could, his only means of communication really. His mind had gone to a fuzzy sort of white bliss, and the only things left to him in this world at the moment were Sirius, and himself. Remus knew that despite wanting this to last forever, he wouldn't. The whole thing was proving to be far more exciting than he'd anticipated, and though he knew Sirius would probably be able to tease him for a while, eventually, he was going to go over the edge, probably sooner than both boys would have liked.


While Remus was still as virginal as always, Sirius was, for lack of a better word, the Casanova of Hogwarts. Anything, or anyone that he wanted, he got. It was a simple equation, really. Sirius Black, plus whoever he had decided to hook up with at the time, plus a deserted class room or corridor, minus a few clothes and all pretenses, equaled a fucking mind blowing time, if he did say so himself. He heard the words he had been dying to hear since this whole thing started. Sirius, though he was sweet and adorable in personality, had a real lust for his lovers begging him. It was that extra added cherry on what was going to be a rather delicious cake.

The kiss was heated, and fit exactly with what Sirius was feeling deep in his chest. His whole body had gotten hot, even though he wasn't the one being touched, but the one doing the touching. But, that probably had a lot to do with Sirius just being a sexual being in general. Once he got something going, his entire being became a conductor for an avalanche of sexual energy. He nipped hard at Remus' bottom lip, taking it into his mouth, letting his canines prick the skin, though not hard enough to draw blood.

While his mouth was busy violating Remus' lips, he was still at work, pumping Remus' manhood with psuedo-expert hands. Sure, he hadn't ever wanked another guy off, but he had spent a great deal of time during most of the summers at his parents houses doing it to himself, and he had countless hand jobs from the girls at Hogwarts. It was more than enough to know at least the basics. Or, that's what he thought, at least. His fingers slowed down their stroking for just a moment, his thumb running over the head just like he had done before, tracing the digit back and forth until he was sure Remus' head, meaning the one attached to his shoulders, was spinning. Taking pity on the boy under him, his hand began to work Remus' shaft, pumping quickly, squeezing the base each time the hand lowered, running his thumb over the head when it raised itself again.

He didn't want it to be over yet, but he did want to witness, and hear, and taste Remus' stunning finish. He was sure it would be fantastic, what with all those other sounds the amber eyed boy had made in the past two days. Sirius was slowly becoming addicted to those sounds, and even quicker becoming addicted to being the one who made Remus make those delicious noises.


    Sirius wouldn't have to wait too much longer to get his reward for all the hard work he was putting in. Remus, holding on with every fibre of his being not to come too quickly, had taken to licking and kissing back, trying to focus on his lips rather than what was going on below his waist. Sirius Black, his Sirius, and he was Sirius' Remus Lupin. Two puppies made for one another. It was more perfect than he realized before, but now that he had it, he couldn't understand why he'd never seen it coming. 
    
    Then, Sirius bit down on his lip a bit harder than he had been, and that was it. Remus couldn't hold it in anymore. His mouth opened wide as he came, his abdominal muscles tensing harder than they ever had before, back arching up off the bed, cheeks flushed a perfect shade of pink, eyes closed tightly. "Oh…Oh Sirius!" he cried out, not even bothering to muffle his voice. He didn't care at this point.

    Thick, hot, white ropes of cum shot out now, completely covering Sirius' hand, and a great deal of it landing on Remus' tummy as well, thankfully his shirt had been pulled up out of the way at some point during all of this. He let out the breath he'd been holding, his body now starting to come down from the high and settle into a nice little after-glow, blood rushing past his ears, his muscles completely relaxed. "Sirius…" he said softly, this time freed of the sexual energy, voice quiet and nearly back to normal.


Just as he suspected, Remus had phenomenal sex noises. And Sirius knew sex noises, having heard too many too count in his short lifetime. Watching Moony's face as he came was an experience within itself too. That, and being the narcissistic bastard that he was, Sirius absolutely reviled in having his name being called at the point of orgasm. Enjoying the fact that Remus' cheeks were once again bright pink, Sirius sat up, finally letting go of the other's arms, and taking a look at what exactly he had done.

It was at this point he realized that his hand was now covered in Remus' spunk. Bringing the hand up to his face, Sirius' head turned to the side for a moment, raising one of his eyebrows, examining his hand as if it didn't actually belong to him, and the cum on those fingers didn't actually belong to Remus. When he was at home, alone, in his bed, touching himself to completion, Sirius usually just wiped the stuff of with a handkerchief. Or else he would do a quick vanishing charm on the spunk and that was that. When he was with others, and they managed to get him to cum, well..his partner took care of the clean up. Seeing as how it was technically Sirius' own fault that his hand was now cum-covered, he figured he might as well do something about it. Leaning over the bed for a moment, which was probably the least sexy thing he had done all day, he grabbed the shirt he had thrown off before bed the night before, and wiped his hand off.

“Yeah?” Sirius asked in reply, using his shirt to mop up the extra that had managed to land on Remus' stomach after he was done cleaning up his own hand, gazing at Remus with that dopey grin on his face. He supposed he could have just licked it off, the his lovers did to him, but he honestly didn't know if that was even alright to do at this point. After all, this was the first real sexual thing he had done with any male, and that male did happen to be his best friend, These things had a system to follow, he was almost sure of it. Maybe after first blowjob he'd lick Remus clean. Until then..well..he'd stick to the shirt.


    Remus wasn't paying attention to what Sirius was doing at the moment, too high from the orgasm to really care. When he heard the other's voice though, he glance towards him, finally realizing that he could now move again. He pushed himself into a seated position, a lazy sort of smile on his face. "You're great at that." he said, reaching down to tug his underwear back on, pants along with them. 
    
    Suddenly, Remus felt oddly obligated to give something back to Sirius. A hand job perhaps? It didn't seem fair that he'd been the only one to get off. "Do you want me to uh." he leaned forward and pushed his hand against the rather large bulge in Sirius underwear. "You know, for you?" he asked, a faint blush dusting his cheeks again. Of course, if Sirius could do it for him then he should have no problem doing it for Sirius!


“Of course I'm great at that.” Sirius said with a smirk, tossing the soiled shirt back on the ground. “Didn't you know? I'm great at everythinggggg.” He let that last word carry out a bit. Of course he was kidding. Well, sort of. He was, in fact surprised that he had been that good. Though, he had an image to keep up after all. The next question Remus asked him took him a litlte bit by surprise. Asking Sirius Black if he wanted a hand job was l like asking a fish if it wanted to go for a swim. He laughed a little bit, not sure if he should just say yes or not. Did the boy even really need to ask? But with Remus' hand already on his pants, there wasn't really a point in answering, was there?

Reaching forward, he tugged Moony by the collar of the shirt, letting himself fall back against the pillows in a pseudo sitting position, Remus now on top, for the most part. With a wicked sort of gleam in his eyes, Sirius kissed Remus, for what must be the hundredth time since yesterday. If Remus was offering, Sirius wasn't going to look a gift handjob in the mouth and refuse something he would obviously enjoy. “Practice makes perfect, Remus dear.” Sirius teased, his voice a husky whipser against Remus' mouth.


    Remus nodded a bit and kissed him back, the gesture now nearly a subconscious thing to do now. They'd kissed so much it seemed that they'd been doing it their whole friendship, rather than just the past few days. With that being said, Remus went to work. He slid Sirius' boxers down and found himself a bit surprised at just how big he actually was. Not that Remus was small or anything, he was above average really, but Sirius was…well, WAY above average. "Wow." he mumbled, before sliding his hand around the thick shaft, giving it an experimental squeeze before beginning.
    
Remus got himself into a comfortable position, straddling Sirius thighs and looking up at him as he moved his hand, trying to mirror some of the things Sirius had done for him. He slid his thumb over the top of it just like Sirius had done, watching the other's face for signs to see if he was doing well or not. Then, a thought sprung into his mind. Remus, though he was a virgin and hadn't experimented at all with anyone, knew enough about sex from reading. Hand jobs, blow jobs, and typical sex with a woman. (He hadn't read up on male on male sex, never really considering that he'd need to know about it). One thing that seemed to work just fine with both genders, though, would be blow jobs. 
    
So, without another thought, Remus scooted himself down a bit more, and leaned forward, licking the tip at first, all the while his amber eyes fixed on Sirius' face. After he got used to the slightly salty taste, a not all together bad sensation on his tongue, he went further and took the first bit into his mouth, finding that it was indeed as big as he'd thought. He had to work a bit to get his jaw open wide enough to take him in, and then he was going at it, bobbing up and down like he'd read, swirling his tongue along the tip, sliding it over the slit now and again.


That soft wow that Remus had mumbled made Sirius smirk a little bit. The teen was not remotely shy about what he had to work with, and it wasn't like he earned the title Sex God of Hogwarts for nothing, after all. His heart was beating fast, thudding almost awkwardly against his chest. He had to admit, although he hated to, that he was just a tiny bit nervous about this. Was it different, having this done to him buy a male? Though he didn't really have room to feel nervous, with what he just did to Remus only moments before. Gasping just a tiny bit when Remus squeezed him, Sirius leaned back against the headboard of the bed, while Remus got comfortable on his legs.

It seemed that the other learned fast. That fact wasn't all together surprising, what with Moony being the smartest out of all four of the Marauders. Dark eyes gazed back into Remus' amber ones, taking his bottom lip between his teeth and biting on it, inhaling sharply when Remus ran his hand over the tip. To be honest, Sirius had just been expecting a hand job. He had been fine with just being touched that way. So as soon as Remus began to move, and that tongue darted out to lick Sirius's tip, the dark haired boy let out a little bit of a growl. His legs spread almost automatically, and a little bit of red coloring creeped up his neck.

How Remus had managed to find out just how to do this was beyond Sirius. In fact, there was a lot of things that were beyond Sirius at the moment. While his head craned back, and his eyes flew closed, one hand traveled up and into that sand colored hair, fingers lacing with the strands. His mouth was parted, and once Remus' tongue passed over his slit, another sound passed through his lips. It was a low, rumbling sort of growl, and it caused Sirius to take his lip back between his teeth to try and stifle them. He didn't like making much noise, Sirius did, always more of a fan of getting those noises from other people. “God...Moony..” He managed to say after a few moments, fingers tugging at the Remus' hair. “Where...Where did..you..ohbuggering hell..” His back arched once Remus' mouth began to bob up and down on his lap once more. Forgetting about trying to speak, or think, or anything else really, his eyes shut tighter, and he let out another one of those low, grumbling sort of noises.

    Remus took Sirius' reaction to mean that he was doing well, which made him rather happy. He began to try and get more into his mouth, managing to go down about half way before he would hit his gag reflex. Being his first time doing anything like this, he wasn't able to get more than that, so he began to move his hand up and down below, while bobbing up and down, his other hand moving up to gently cup and play with Sirius balls. His eyes had gone closed now, and he was simply focusing on providing as much pleasure as he could for his best friend. 
    
    Remus wasn't really thinking about what he would do when Sirius came, to be honest. He'd almost forgotten what would happen when he did, so the idea of swallowing or not wasn't in his mind at all. Of course, he did taste the precum that had begun to leak out, and it wasn't all that bad. So, he swallowed that down and eagerly licked at the tip hoping to earn a few more signs that he was doing well.


Sirius had received, in his life time, countless blowjobs. Some of them had been..well..awful, to tell the truth. One girl even bit him once, which wasn't the most pleasant feeling. Some how, though, Remus was continuing to surprise him. It made the dark haired boy wonder if this wasn't his first rodeo, but pushed that thought out of his mind. Remus was as clean as a whistle, up until that morning, at least. His hands tightened in Remus' hair once more, tugging on the strands to give his fingers something to do. He didn't like being restless, not knowing where exactly to put his hands. Usually they ended up tangled in hair, or digging into something, a bed, or his lovers' skin.

Once the other boy started to lap at his tip, however, the hand that had been resting on the bed went into a fist, taking some of the sheet with it, curling his fingers around the cloth. His back arched, and he let out another one of those odd sounds, the kind that sounded like a mix between a shuddering, happy sigh and a deep, grumbling kind of moan. So Sirius made awkward sex noises. So what? His mouth fell open, seeming to let the sound go a bit louder, what with his teeth not biting down hard on his bottom lip anymore to curb his enthusiasm.

The boy was known, somewhat widely, for being able to last quite a while when he was shagging. For some reason, though, the whole him doing this taboo thing with his best friend while that same best friend's parents were downstairs, no more the wiser made the experience seem altogether..better..than he expected, at least. And Remus was damn talented with that tongue of his. He'd have to make a mental note to tease the other about it later on. Once he regained the ability to speak properly again, because for the time being, the only sounds he could manage were groans of pleasure.


    Remus found the noises Sirius was making to be simply hypnotic. He gazed up at him from his place there, and had by this time, sort of settled on his legs, hips shifted to one side, knees pulled up. He was rather comfortable now, and to be completely honest, he was finding this whole thing to be oddly enjoyable. Licking and sucking Sirius came easily to him, probably due to his sweet tooth. He'd had plenty of suckers and sugarquills in his mouth, and the only difference was that this 'lollipop' didn't get smaller, was actually much bigger, and instead of being sweet tasted well, like skin, since that's what it was mostly made of. 
    
Here and there Sirius would release some precum, and Remus had made a mental game out of it. He would slide his tongue over the slit to collect it, and then swirl his tongue to spread it around the rest of his member, seeing how far he could spread it out before he couldn't taste it anymore. He would've been smiling, amused by his little idea, if he hadn't, ya know, had a mouth full of Sirius Black's cock. Oh, if James could see them now. 
    
Moving his hands more quickly along the base and against his balls, Remus was starting to wonder how long he'd be doing this for? He didn't mind at all, the only problem was that sooner or later, his jaw was going to get tired, and he'd have to stop. He wanted Sirius to get off as good as he had, and damn it he was going to do that no matter how long it took, or how many cramps he got, in his jaw, or hand, or anywhere else!


Remus would find that he didn't have to wait much longer before Sirius passed the point of no return, so to speak. He usually prided himself on that ability to last ages and ages, but all things considered, he was feeling far too good about this to hold back much longer. The game Remus began to play with the Sirius' precum seemed to send waves of shivers over the darker haired boy's entire body, causing his toes to curl and his head to tip back as far as it could. He gulped, trying hard to catch his breath, feeling that all too familiar pressure build up in his groin. And once Remus started to pump the base faster than he had been, that was all, Sirius was a goner.

The flood gates in his body broke down completely, the hand in Remus' hair tightening hard and tugging, the boy's hips raising and his back arching, mouth open to let out a long, rumbling sort of moan. “F-fuck Re-remus..” He stuttered, those familiar waves of pleasure washing over him. His eyes fluttered, his hands clenched into fists, and he orgasmed hard into the other boy's mouth, filling it with those opaque white hot ribbons of cum. His body shuddered, and he let out another groaning breath, gasping softly.

He couldn't exactly remember what had spurred that morning's session of snogging and mutual molestation, but whatever it was, he was thankful for it. An orgasm was just an orgasm, unless of course it was one's best friend, who had a tongue that worked magic, that gave one that orgasm. And it was a bloody good one, too. Sirius should know. His hands relaxed, and both of them fell to the bed beside his body. His chest was heaving, and he took a few more deep breaths to clear his head and steady his breathing. The raven haired boy was quite sure that if any of their friends could see them now, they would have a heart attack. Maybe that's what made it so good for Sirius. He always did like doing things to shock other people.


    The first sign that Sirius would be finishing soon was the grip in his hair tightening. Then, the call of his name with that curse word, and finally, the warm, sticky, hot fluid that quickly filled Remus mouth. He had forgotten that was going to happen, and a soft little muffled squeak escaped his lips as he sat back once Sirius had finished, his mouth rather full. He was now completely scarlet. He was sitting there on his knees, gazing up at Sirius now peaceful face, his mouth filled with his best friend's cum .
    
He thought about spitting it out, as it wasn't the greatest test in all the land, but he thought that might be sort of rude. Not only that, but he found an odd excitement in knowing that he had the other's semen filling his mouth, and after a few moments of rolling his tongue through it curiously, never having tasted anything like it before, he swallowed, closing his eyes tightly. 
    
"Was…was that okay?" he asked, looking up at the other again and leaning up curiously, hoping that Sirius had enjoyed receiving it as much as Remus had enjoyed giving it. "If you…didn't like it then I won't do it again." he said, though he already knew that he wanted to do it again, which was an odd thing to want to do, or at least, Remus thought so.

It took Sirius just a little while to catch his breath completely. Once his chest stopped heaving and his heartbeat calmed down a bit, the male raised his hips up and pulled his underwear and jeans back to a more decent level, though he didn't bother fastening them. He gazed at Remus for a moment, smiling some, before looking down at his pants, and then back up at the other. “I came, didn't I?” A smirk cut across Sirius' handsome features. It was the truth, if Sirius hadn't enjoyed it, he wouldn't have came, let alone made all that noise. There was something undeniably cute about Remus when he was like this, curious and blushy. Sirius decided that he very much liked Remus when he blushed, though he probably already realized that after the day before's activities.

Once his pants and underwear were on straight, Sirius sat up a bit himself and reached out, ruffling Moony's hair, that charming and all too heart warming smile playing on his lips again. “You sure you haven't done that before?” The boy asked, raising one of his eyebrows, still smiling. There was a note of teasing in his voice, but a hint of curiosity too. It made Sirius wonder if he too would be doing that to Remus sometime. It didn't sound like an all together bad idea, but he wasn't sure he'd like giving blowjobs as much as he sure did love receiving them.

    Remus' eyes widened slightly, then narrowed a bit. "Of course I haven't Sirius! Don't you think I'd have told you if I was off blowing some bloke?" he asked, though even as he said it, he knew that he probably would've kept it a secret. "Well, okay I wouldn't have, but I haven't so…so…there!" he said, crossing his arms and nodding. A glance at the clock nearly made Remus fall over. It was nearly one, they'd been at this all for about two hours! How on earth had that happened? "I think we should probably get out of bed." he said, laughing a bit sheepishly and climbing down first, going off to the bathroom to brush his teeth.