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 4

Lesson Four: Truth Or Dare
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    That day had gone by pretty decently, although being the night before the full moon, they really didn't do much. Remus wasn't up to going out like they had the day before, so instead they just busied themselves in the house. TV for a while, eating more than usual out of subtle boredom, and Remus even talked Sirius into doing a few jigsaw puzzles. 
    

    By the time they'd eaten dinner and were back up in Remus' room again, neither of the boys were sleepy, since they'd pretty much stayed in bed until 2PM that day. Remus was frowning, and whispering quickly under his breath. "I will NOT sneak down and get the liquor Sirius, we're underage!" he was hissing, protesting the idea that his best friend had just had.


Begrudgingly, Sirius did get out of bed. Though he would have much rather spent a few more hours rolling around with Moony, or sleeping, or both really. But he did get out of bed, brushed his teeth, and changed his clothes. Somehow Remus had convinced Sirius to do some jigsaw puzzles, though truthfully Remus had done a good majority of the work. The only contribution Sirius had made to those puzzles was “accidentally” losing a few of them so that the boys had to stop trying to put it together.

After dinner, which was once again delicious, the boys had ended up back in Remus' room. It had occurred to Sirius in that moment that Remus had mentioned something about a liquor cabinet that his parents had. And he did want to see the werewolf with his hair down, and completely uninhibited. Upon bringing this idea up to the other boy, though, Sirius realized that he would have to convince Remus to do some sneaking. “But Reeeemussssss...” Sirius whined, sound more like that puppy dog than ever. He stepped behind the fair haired boy and wrapped his arms around Remus' shoulders from behind. “We're only soooort of underage..” He continued with the whining, nuzzling his face in the crook of Remus' neck.

Sirius was quite good at manipulating people into giving him what he wanted. He was also especially talented with convincing Remus to go against the rules, like all those times the boys were caught rule breaking at Hogwarts. “And we won't take alllllll of it.” He drug the words out some more, whispering against Moony's neck. “Come ooooooon, don't be a Nancy boy.” He flicked his tongue out and traced it around the shell of Remus' ear. “You knowwww you wannaaaaa.” his voice wasn't above a whisper, but being right next to Remus' ear, he figured he didn't need to be that loud.


    Remus was finding it very hard to even think, let alone deny Sirius anything with him acting like that. The tongue on his ear made him moan ever so softly, even though nothing else was really being done to him. He managed to get his bearings long enough to push Sirius back slightly. "F-fine if it'll…get you to stop…acting silly." he said, his cheeks a rosy pink as he marched out of his room and down the stairs. Carefully, he opened the liquor cabinet and retrieved a few bottles, not even checking to see what they were, before heading back up.
    
    He set them down on the table, and locked his door, before giving them a nervous look. "You know I've never even had a drink though, Sirius." he said, sitting down on the edge of his bed. He'd brought up three bottles of vodka. He didn't even know what the different kinds of alcohol were, nor did he care to be quite frank. But, Sirius seemed so keen on getting him to try this, so he figured he'd just give in. "What…what exactly are we supposed to do?"


Sirius did love to get his way. He loved it very, very much. So when Remus agreed to go get the liquor, the boy did a little jump in the air, but only after Remus was safely out of the room. He had appearances to keep up, after all. When the other was back in the room, arms laden with bottles, Sirius made his way over to table in Remus' room. He picked up one of the bottles, examined it, and set it back down, doing the same thing with the other two he had brought. Vodka, not bad. “We're not supposed to do anything.” Sirius commented, deciding on the middle bottle, for it was the biggest and had the highest proof.

Making his way back to the bed, he took a seat next to Remus and began to work ripping off the label that had sealed the bottle closed. “But we're going to get drunk.” He continued, setting the label down next to him and unscrewing the bottle. “Now listen, you're gonna wanna stay away from smelling this.” He said holding up the bottle filled with clear liquid by the neck of the container. “It smells DISGUSTING. And it'll taste like rubbing alcohol.” He knew this would probably make Remus not want to try it, but he'd get the wolf to drink at least a little bit. “But after the first few sips, you don't taste it that much. Now.” He held the bottle up again as he spoke. “You just wanna swallow.” Sirius gave Remus a playful wink, thinking to himself that Remus had proved already that day that he could swallow just fine. He purposefully failed to mention to Remus that this particular brand of liquor would get the werewolf beyond drunk with only three or four shots.

Deciding he was going to take the first shot, he tipped his head back, wrapped his lips around the top of the bottle and took a quick, large swig of the clear liquid. It burnt his throat a little bit, and cleared out his sinuses completely, but that, after all, was the point. He made a little face as he swallowed, and then handed the bottle to Remus. “Go on, take one.” he prompted, scooting back some so that his back was now pressed against one of Remus' walls. “We should play truth or Dare.” He offered, watching Remus handle the vodka with a bemused expression on his face. Remus really was cute when he was being all naive. It was adorable, really.


    Remus blinked. Why on earth would anyone want to drink something that tasted like rubbing alcohol and smelled terrible? That…was insane. He'd never be able to understand the world of drinking and drugs, no matter how much he read up on them. He watched Sirius and sighed, taking the bottle. "Sure why not." he said taking a small sip. He nearly spit it out, but managed to get it down. 
    
    "That stuff is awful!" he said, handing it back to Sirius. He pulled his legs up under him and leaned against the wall while sitting on his bed, sighing a little. "I don't get it Sirius, it tastes nasty, is being drunk really all that great?" he asked, opening one eye. "Oh yeah, truth or dare?" he asked, figuring he'd be the one to start off the game.


“Yes Remus, it's really that great.” Sirius said with a laugh. “Now would you just relaaaaxxxx and enjooooy?” Once the bottle was handed back to him, he quickly tipped it back and took another shot. This time it didn't burn nearly as bad, but he still had to pull a face because it still tasted like rubbing alcohol. He couldn't really explain why being intoxicated was a great feeling to Remus, because well..Sirius couldn't really explain much of anything well, and he always figured it was something that people just had to do before they could understand. There he was, doing that acting instead of thinking about it thing again.

Deciding to be a bit adventurous, but only just a bit, he took another swig of the vodka before handing it back off to the boy beside him. “Hmmmmm..” He said, his senses already being a bit affected by the liquor. It was 100% proof, which meant that even though he had a tolerance, he'd still be getting drunk sooner rather than later. And Remus? Well if he knew anything about liquor or Remus, and he liked to think he knew a lot about both, the other boy would be feeling the effects at any moment. “Dare.” Was Remus expecting Sirius to say anything else? Of course he'd pick dare the first time. Acting, not thinking, remember?


    Remus took another longer swig, and then set it down. "Alright I'm…done with that." he said, though his cheeks were already starting to go pink. He'd had enough already to get sufficiently buzzed, though it would take a minute or two to kick in. Hmm, dare? Remus wasn't sure what he should dare Sirius to do. There wasn't much the boy wouldn't do anyways, and it was up to Remus to come up withs something creative. 
    
    After a while, he managed to come up with something that, though not very exciting, was certainly something Sirius wouldn't just do on his own. "Alright then, you've got to read one of the books on my reading list by the end of the summer. My choice, too." he said, grinning over at him, expecting to at least earn a groan and some protest.


Sirius, who had been waiting for Remus to come up with something to dare him to do, had his legs stretched out in front of him, his hands placed limply on his lap, and his neck extended, head against the wall. His eyes were closed, and he was feeling completely comfortable. His skin was a little tingly, but that was all due to that vodka he had just drank. Though, upon hearing what Remus had to say for that dare, the boy sat up straight immediately and his eyes flew open.

“Sorry?” He asked. Clearly he had misheard Remus. There was no way that the boy could have possibly suggested that Sirius should..read a book..let alone one..when he wasn't at school. “You want me to what?” He shook his head. He must have misheard, there was no other option in his mind. That wasn't even a dare. That was just a..suggestion. Dares were supposed to be exciting. Didn't Remus know how this game worked? “Do another one, that one doesn't count.” Deciding then and there that even if Remus was serious about that whole reading thing, it still couldn't possibly count as an actual dare. Picking up the bottle of vodka that Remus had left on the bed, Sirius took another swig, grimaced, and wiped his mouth.


    Remus frowned. "I am serious, I'm going to make you read a book and it's going to be something that will actually teach you a thing or two!" he said, leaning over and taking the bottle from Sirius, taking another swig as he crawled over his friend, before setting the bottle down on his night stand. The effects were starting to kick in, and he giggled a little. "It was my choice of dare, and I could've had you do absolutely anything, those are the rules." he explained, letting himself fall back next to Sirius and stretching out.
    
    He knew it wasn't exciting, but he had a certain book in mind that he was sure would teach Sirius something, and not an academic something either. It was a book bout romance. Tragedy, love, and things Sirius lacked knowledge of. "It's your turn to ask me, so go." he said nudging him on the side and giggling softly.

But Sirius didn't want to read. Not at all. It was summer for gods sake. “Remusssss.” Sirius whined, his voice slurring just a little bit on the last part of the other's name, though he knew he was fighting a losing battle. Remus was right, that was technically in the rules. The boy sighed and his shoulders sunk a little bit. Well, there was always hope that Remus would just forget about that dare in the morning, after the alcohol wore off.
Heaving another huge sigh, Sirius fell sideways, dramatically, and laid his head down in Remus' lap. “Alright alrightttt.” He closed his eyes for a second. “Truth or Dare.” He hoped very hard that Remus would pick dare, because that meant Sirius could make Remus do something extremely out of his element, just like the werewolf had just done to Sirius a few seconds before. But, knowing the other boy like he thought he did, the answer was probably going to just be truth.


    Remus thought for a moment. The game he knew would go on for a while, and not being one to like jumping into things, he had to do the predictable thing, for once since Sirius had shown up. "Truth." he said, his hand going down to tangle in Sirius' hair, feeling an odd tingly sensation overcoming him, his eyes slipping closed. He felt warm all over, a comfortable warmth, and it was nice.
    
    Maybe this was why people drank that awful stuff? To make themselves feel this way? He was oddly happy too. Almost content. It was weird, to not be thinking about school at all, because nearly 99.9% of the time it was at least hovering in the back of his mind. Now, however, he was simply enjoying the calm, and the comfortableness he felt having Sirius so close.


“Hmm.” Sirius mused, closing his eyes as Remus fiddled with the knot in his hair. That was the problem with having that mop of hair that Sirius had, it was often tangled. He had to think for a moment. There were two ways he could go about this. One, he could ask Remus a question he didn't know the answer to, or two, he could ask Remus a question he did know the answer to, though not directly, just to embarrass the boy. He wouldn't do the later for cruelty's sake, but more just because he so did love making the other boy blush.

He tapped his finger on his mouth, making a sound while he thought about it. “Hmmmm.” He said again, his eyes opening to glance up at Remus, who was clearly feeling at least a little bit tipsy. Sirius himself was feeling rather floaty. He smiled some, deciding on what he thought was the perfect first question. “Alright Moony.” He began, reaching up a hand to pinch Remus' cheek. “If you had to pick between shaggin' me, James, or Peter, who would you pick?” That smirk cut across his lips once more. “And whyyyyy.”


    Remus let out a little groan when Sirius pinched his cheek, and reached up to brush it out of the way. He thought for a moment, and he knew that he also had two options. Inflate Sirius' ego even more, or see if he would get jealous. The second one sounded a bit more interesting, to be frank, and he figured why the hell not. "James." he said, grinning slightly. "Because with the way Lily fawns over him, it means he's got to be doing something right. I'd like to find out just what that is." he said, glancing over at Sirius and nodding. 
    
    "Alright, your turn again, Truth or Dare." he asked, sitting up and reaching over across Sirius to grab the bottle and have another swig or two. This feeling was nice, and Remus wanted it to continue. He set the bottle down and just settled, his leg cast haphazardly across Sirius' legs, head nuzzling into Sirius' arm.


Sirius' eyes widened. Did..he..just..No, surely that wasn't possible. Remus did not just pick James over Sirius, did he? “S'not right.” Sirius said with a nod, crossing his arms over his chest, glaring up at the wolf. “Evans fawns over Prongs 'cause they both hadn't shagged anybody else.” The male scoffed. He couldn't believe it. Here he was, having jacked Remus off just earlier that day, and doing a damn good job of it if he did say so himself, and then Remus just goes and picks James over him. “He's not really that good.” Sirius mumbled, disgusted with himself that he actually did feel a little bit jealous.

Realizing that it was indeed his turn, he decided that after the first dare Remus had sprung on him, something about reading a book during the summer of all things. “Truth.” He said, his voice still holding that slight twinge of annoyance. The boy was pouting, and acting like a child, and he knew it. But he didn't like when his ego got deflated like that, and to Prongs no less. At least Remus hadn't said Peter, else he might have just died right there on the spot.


    Remus was a bit surprised that Sirius actually HAD got a bit jealous, but he thought it was cute. Remus sighed a little and crawled over to sit on him properly, his hands resting on Sirius chest. "hmm." he said, reaching for the bottle and taking another drink. He was finding that the more he drank, the less bad it tasted, and that made it easier. "Alright alright I got it." he said, his voice having become a bit gravely like Sirius' had before, thanks to the booze. 
    
    "Do you want to shag me?" he asked, leaning down and nuzzling into his neck. "Cause you know, I was just teasing Sirius, of course I'd have picked you." he said, licking at his neck playfully. The warm feeling all over made him slightly more emboldened, and he didn't' mind sharing the truth for the time being. He didn't know if he'd regret it later or not, but at the time, he didn't care.


AHA! So Remus did want to shag him. Sirius would have pointed out the fact that Remus had told a little white lie while playing the game of truth, but he didn't. That was probably because in the next moment, Remus had licked his neck and he bit his lip. The liquor had seemed to take away Remus' inhibitions. Sirius on the other hand, who was almost always uninhibited, simply just became..well..hornier, when he got drunk. It was a bad habit, but it always ended with a good time. Well..almost always. Sirius sat up slowly, making sure to not bump into the boy that was right above him. He had two ways to answer that. A yes, or a no. Though, truth be told, he wasn't sure what the answer to the question was. If he said one thing, he could very well really feel another, but not realize it because Sirius was always late in the game when it came to his own emotional feelings.

Once he had sat up completely, he turned, pivoting his body and adjusting his legs, settling himself on Remus' lap, one leg on either side of the boy's lap. “Do I wanna shag you?” Sirius asked, repeating what Remus had just asked him, his voice holding that same raspy tone that it did before. It wasn't that he didn't want to shag Moony. And it wasn't like he was just dying to do it either. He tried to reason with his brain for a moment, thinking that he was just a drunk teenage boy, and drunk teenage boys said things that they didn't mean, and slept with people that they normally wouldn't. Hell, Sirius had slept with plenty of people when he was under the influence that he regretted in the morning. 

“No.” He said simply, bringing one of his hands up to Remus' neck, holding onto the boy's jaw and chin like he did before, tilting his head up so he could look into those amber eyes. Was he lying? Was he telling the truth? That didn't matter very much at the moment. He smirked and leaned his head forward, flicking his tongue out, tracing the tip of his tongue from the bottom of Remus' throat, to the top, and under the boy's chin, ending right at Remus' bottom lip. They were eye to eye now, and the dark hues that were Sirius' eyes held something..different..in their gaze. Something carnal. Though, one couldn't really blame Sirius for that. He was a horny, slightly drunk teenage puppy dog after all.


    Remus couldn't help but feel a bit let down by that. But he wanted to shag Sirius, so just like it was supposed to be, Sirius should want to shag him back! That's just the way the world worked, wasn't it? Maybe not. Maybe he was drunk, he didn't know. However, the way Sirius was acting spoke otherwise, but he wasn't going to push him away or anything.
    
    "I suppose that's good because, I have no idea how in the hell two guys are supposed to do all that." he said, blushing a bit as he realized he'd just admitted to the fact that he'd thought about it before. "Anyway, I pick dare." he said, wanting to move away from this slightly stinging topic and onto something more fun. He'd just sort out the way he felt in the morning, too drunk to manage all that thinking now.

The dark haired boy giggled some. Even though Sirius himself had no idea what he was doing when it came to sex between two guys, even he knew the basics. Dick and ass. Didn't everyone know that? Sirius debated on saying more about that, but decided against it just as Remus picked dare. Finally the game was going to get started on the right foot. Now, what could he dare Moony to do? Just about anything he wanted, really. He could make Moony run around naked outside, he could make Moony go steal some more liquor, he could make the boy give him another one of those blow jobs. That last one made the most sense to the slightly drunk, mostly hormone raged teenage boy, but he figured he'd save that one for later. 

“IIIIIII...” He carried out that word, reaching to the side to pick up that vodka bottle Remus had dropped before hand. Before finishing that sentence, he took another long swig of Vodka. It wasn't that bad anymore, now that he was already semi-intoxicated and all. Putting the lid back on the bottle, he put it down and turned back to look at Remus, directly in the eye. “..Dare you to let me shag you.” That dare encompassed several things all at once. One, he was going to get back at Remus for making him read that book. Two, he was going to get to actually have sex, which was always a plus. Three, he got to witness whatever reaction Remus had to that dare. And four, well..he'd still just get to have some sex, and that was the best reason out of all of them. So maybe he had lied during that truth question, but to be fair, so had Remus.

    Remus blinked a little, his cheeks going bright pink again. "But you said." he began, realizing suddenly that obviously Sirius had lied. "Oh you git." he mumbled, biting his lower lip and thinking. "I don't…well I don't even know what we'd go but.." he sighed. "It's dare, right? So…so I guess I don't have a choice do I?" he reasoned, reaching out to grab the bottle, taking another long swig. He figured he may need to be more drunk than not drunk for this little…moment they were going to have. 
    
    He set the bottle back down, and then began to undo his shirt. "Alright but don't expect me to be any good, and no..no laughing at me if I'm terrible either." he said, giving Sirius a slightly nervous look. He got his shirt undone, and then began to fumble with his trousers. He had no idea what they were supposed to do, but in general he knew sex consisted of two naked people, so why not just start off with that. Seemed easy and straight forward enough, didn't it?


It was cute, how Remus always seemed to ramble on when all he really needed to do was just stop thinking. It didn't surprise him that Remus was already unbuttoning his clothes and messing with his pants. “Jeez Remus, haven't you ever shagged anyone before?” Sirius teased, pulling the other boys' hands away from his pants. “No.” He said simply, almost like correcting a naughty puppy that had gone rolling around in the mud, though this time just referring to the boy taking his own clothes off. He, like Remus, figured he needed to be a little more drunk than he already was for this, so he picked up the bottle after Remus was done with it and took a healthy gulp, wiping his mouth once he was finished. “The fun part...” Sirius began, his voice deep and gravely again, looking into the other male's eyes. “..Of sex is getting to undress the other person.” Sirius felt a little bit like a fornication teacher at the moment, which wasn't an all together bad idea, now that he thought about it. He smirked, and slid his hands up Remus' now slightly bare chest. “The even funner part..” He continued again “Is not knowing what to expect.” He nodded his head, as if that made the most sense in the entire word.

Leaning forward some, Sirius pressed his lips against Remus' mouth, kissing at the other boy's lips. Kissing Remus seemed to be a regular thing now, but he didn't mind it. While his mouth was busying itself with Remus', the boy ran his hands over the werewolf's shoulders, slipping the shirt that was hanging there off the other's shoulders, dragging it down the arms, and all the way off. Not taking his lips away from Remus' for even a second, though he did smile some as they kissed, he took the shirt in one of his hands and tossed it across the room.


    Remus had opened his mouth to tell Sirius that he might not know much, but he did know that they were supposed to be naked, when Sirius had told him 'no'. He then pouted like a scolded child, but was soon forgetting all about being scolded as Sirius explained. He nodded, his eyes wide with slight awe at how much Sirius knew. It was odd. Remus was always tutoring Sirius in school, and helping him with his homework. Now, Sirius was, well, kind of tutoring him in sex. The one thing Remus just didn't understand. 
    
As he felt the other's hand push up on his chest, he shifted slightly, getting more comfortable and then squeaking when he ran a finger over one of his nipples. That had felt nice. He remember he'd been doing something with Sirius' when teasing him in the morning, and now he sort of knew how good it must've felt. He let out a little incoherent mumble into the kiss, his body reacting already, a large tent having appeared in his jeans. 
    
He wanted to talk some more, even in his drunken state. He didn't know why. Maybe it was a defense mechanism, to just talk when things got a little too scary or too fast for him, but he knew Sirius would just shut him up. Besides, this was his dare, he had to do it. Now, logically, if Remus really wanted Sirius to stop, he knew he would, but in his drunken state, the 'laws of truth or dare' were absolute, and unbreakable.

That was him alright, Professor Sirius Black, master in the art of sex. Though it amazed him that Remus seemed so unaware of what was supposed to happen when two people got naked and did the unmentionables together. Once the boy's shirt was off, Sirius began to run his hands over the others' shoulders, which were now completely bare. He never realized what kind of muscle Remus had. Hidden deep within that frail looking frame, Remus had substance. He broke this kiss for just a moment, taking a breath and exhaling it out against the others' mouth, before slowly moving his lips elsewhere.

While his hands traveled to the other boy's chest, nails raking up and down the skin, creating small, thin red lines the skin, his lips started placing several small kisses along the boy's jaw. It amazed Sirius, that he seemed to be so natural at seducing his best friend. But, then again, he was the Casanova of Hogwarts, and that gave him certain advantages. After messing around with Remus for the past two days, Sirius had realized that doing things with Remus wasn't all that different from doing things with girls. Of course the boy had different equipment, but Sirius had played with himself enough to at least know how to touch one. And everything else, well, he just learned from reactions.

His nails dragged over Remus' nipples, and his hips pressed forward, once again pinning the other boy's hips to the bed. He noticed that Remus smelled..good. Really good, actually. Sirius' canine side was hugely affected by smell. And Remus smelled like..well..Remus. He couldn't quite put his finger on what was so good and different about it, but he had a sneaking suspicion that it was purely Padfoot's influence on him. The two boys were really just puppies, after all. Sirius' mouth found it's way down to Remus' collarbone. The boy did so very much love collarbones. He bit at the bone, nipping the skin lightly, trailing over that bone to the center of the boy's chest, and then back up his throat. So Sirius liked to kiss and bite a lot when he was drunk and horny. Could anyone really blame him?


    Remus certainly couldn't blame him. Every touch of his lips, nip from his teeth, drag of his nails, sent sparks down Remus' spine. It was all amplified it seemed, by the alcohol as well. He'd begun pushing up against Sirius, though by now, he was even weaker due to the full moon's near rise, and what with being drunk. He was Sirius' toy to play with, so to speak, and he was also completely alright with that notion. 
    
    He arched his chest whenever Sirius touched him the right way, soft little sounds of contentment escaping his lips. A soft moan here, louder groan there, and if Sirius bit just the right way, he'd earn a sort of growling whimper. He was hard as a rock now, and the throbbing in his pants was becoming nearly painful. "Jeans…off." he breathed out, gazing down at Sirius hoping that he wouldn't insist on teasing him to the point of madness.

Sirius enjoyed each and every sound he could extract from the werewolf's lips. In fact, all those sounds just made Sirius want to do more, if only so he could hear more of them. At the request to take his pants off, an idea struck Sirius. “You know Moony..” He commented lightly, whispering against the now damp skin that was Remus' collarbone area, his hands making their way down to the boy's jeans. Even when he was drunk, Sirius could still manage to remove clothing like it was his job or something. Once the jeans were unfastened, Sirius tugged them down, leaving Remus' underwear right where they were for the time being. He had them off in a few seconds, and tossed them somewhere else in the room, much like he had with the boys' shirt. “It's your turn to ask me.” He finished, finally done removing clothing and getting back to what he was doing before.

He still had most of his clothes on, but he could manage with them on just fine for the time being. His own pants were getting a little tight, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. For now, at least. He straddled the males lap again, this time pressing his hips down hard and rotating them against the other boy's barely clothed lower body. His dark eyes stared straight into Remus' amber ones, knowing full well that Remus would have a hard time trying to think of anything coherent, let alone something truth or dare wise. “For the record” he continued, the grinding he was doing on the other boy getting reactions from his own body, causing his voice to sound more like a growl when he spoke again. “I pick dare.”


Of all the things that Sirius was expecting Remus to dare him to do, daring him to make Remus believe that he loved him was right up there with “I DARE YOU TO SPROUT WINGS AND FLY” or “I DARE YOU TO KISS SNAPE” on the list of things he was not, ever, at all, expecting to hear. Though, compared with the other two options, he supposed, in theory, this one wasn't too bad. Because he did love Remus, he really did. They had been best friends since first year, how could he not love the boy? Though loving someone and being in love with them were two entirely different things. But this was a dare, and Sirius never backed down from dares.

He offered the boy a smile, stopping what he was doing for just a second. Looking at the blush plain on the other boys' face, Sirius smiled some more. This was an easy dare, he supposed. He was quite good at making people fall in love with him, though mostly by accident, and he was even better at making the people he slept with feel special. Though, truth be told Remus was special. He shifted some, getting off of Moony's lap, and tugging on the male's arm. “Lay down.” He said softly, his voice still that husky whisper. Helping things move along a bit, he lightly pushed Remus' chest with his fingertips, until the boy had done what he asked.

Once the other was settled, Sirius slowly climbed back ontop of Remus, one knee planted on either side of the boy's hips, holding himself up with one hand so that his face was level with the other's. The other hand, the one not holding himself up that is, slowly brushed fingertips up Remus' chest, his gaze watching his fingertips as they made their way up the other boy's body, and finally, just his index finger landed on the others mouth. “Shhhhh.” He hushed, making sure that Remus knew that he needn't talk for a moment. The dark chocolate colored orbs gazed over Remus' body, finally landing their gaze on the other's face, locking eyes with those amber orbs he had stared at hundreds of times in just the past two days.

There was something about those amber toned eyes that Remus had that made Sirius just lose his thoughts for a few moments. They were the most interesting shade of eyes he had ever seen, though he thought it had something to do with Remus being a werewolf and all. Leaning his head down very slowly, he placed a soft kiss on the boy's nose, and then another on dip in his upper lip, and another on both corners of his mouth, and a very chaste kiss on the boy's bottom lip. He let out a breath, slow, calm, before speaking. “I love you, Remus Lupin.” his voice was soft, sincere. He did mean it, whether or not he was sure he knew exactly how much he loved the boy, or what kind of love it even was. Hell, he wasn't even sure if he knew what that other kind of love felt like. Though he had many sex partners, Sirius Black had never actually been in love before. Not once, in his entire life. He let out another breath, smiling just a bit, his eyes still locked on the other's. “Scars and all.”

    Remus couldn't believe that he'd asked Sirius to do that, and…Well, he couldn't believe that Sirius was actually going to do that. He had opened his mouth to speak, but Sirius hushed him, probably knowing that when nervous, Remus tended to ramble twice as bad as he normally did. It was sort of strange, really. Sirius being so sugary sweet to him, gazing into his eyes like that. It made Remus' heart thump in his chest. Then, Sirius said that he loved him. That was expected because of the dare, and…well, the bit about his scars was what Remus found to be most sweet. 
    
It made him slightly sad, though, which was unexpected. It was just a dare, Sirius was only doing what Remus had asked him to do. In the end, it didn't mean anything. Remus had his arms around the other now, and though he was blushing quite a bit, he wasn't really embarrassed. 
    
"I love you too Sirius." he said, without thinking. Did he actually love Sirius? Of course he did. He didn't know what kind of love it was, but he knew it was there. Maybe, it was the kind of love that changed over time. Love of a good friend, to love of a best friend, to love of a significant other? Remus didn't know for sure, but he knew that Sirius made him feel more alive and more at ease than anyone else could.


Sirius was feeling rather odd. Drunk, of course, from all the shots of Vodka he had drank, and a little more than turned on, from all that activity. But there was something else. A tug in his chest when Remus replied that he loved Sirius back. It was an odd sensation, and he honestly had no idea what to think about it. Not that it was a bad feeling, quite the opposite. The boys did love each other, though, there was no denying that fact. They were best friends, and had been for years now. And Sirius couldn't be friends with someone for that long without loving them at least a little bit. James, Peter, and Remus. The three best friends that he could ever ask for. Funny, though, he didn't think he could ever do this kind of thing with James or Peter. Remus was just..different.

The boy smiled, leaning down once more to kiss the tip of Remus' nose. “Now you have to pick.” He said softly, bumping his own nose against Remus' a few times, somewhat of an eskimo kiss. He cupped Remus' cheek with his free hand, the other he was still using to keep himself upright. He then his thumb over the other's cheekbone, which was quite nice Sirius had to admit. “Truth.” He whispered, kissing the bridge of the boy's nose now. “Or dare.” He shifted downwards slightly, placing a small kiss to Remus' upper lip. He wasn't sure if Remus really did believe that he loved him, but they still had all night for Sirius to complete that dare, regardless of whether or not the other believed him right now or not.


    Remus felt the same tug in his chest that Sirius had felt every time the boy did anything. Kiss his nose, his lip, whatever it was, he felt it, and it wouldn't go away. He was glad it wasn't going away either. Then, his eyes widened. Still? They were still playing? He shifted a bit underneath him and his legs had spread by now, at some point when Remus wasn't paying attention, and Sirius was kneeling between them. 
    
    "I uh…I…dare." he finally said, not really wanting to have to think up an answer for any kind of question. His mind was too fuzzy, and being asked to DO things was far easier than having to answer questions. He decided at that moment to never be drunk for a test. He was pretty sure he'd fail if he was. As it turns out, alcohol may make you happy, but it makes answering questions frustrating and tiresome. Who would've thought?


So Remus had chosen another dare, that was good news for Sirius. After all, the last dare he had challenged Remus to do involved the boy getting shagged sometime during the night. The only problem was, he had no idea what he wanted to dare Remus to do. He thought for a moment, even though he hated thinking. Staring down into those amber eyes, Sirius wished with all his might that he could have something to remember all of this by. Sure, he'd remember it, sort of, but copious amounts of liquor always seemed to make those memories a little foggy. And if anything, shagging one's best friend for the first time aught to be something worth remembering completely, without all that fog.

And then it hit him. He could have something to remember it by! Well, sort of. Pictures! Pictures were always used to capture moments, to remember things that years of time seemed to forget. “Alright Moony.” he said, his eyes literally lighting up with the brilliance of his own idea. “I dare you to let me take pictures of you.” That was an easy enough dare, wasn't it? “While we shag.” He continued, with a nod of the head. “Well not while we shag because that's just complicated but you know what I mean.” The boy was rambling now, but his eyes were still filled with excitement over this new idea. Surely Remus had a camera somewhere.


    Remus nearly lost it on that one. Pictures while they shag? Pictures of… of him…naked and possibly doing…doing other things? That was absurd! Then of course, the 'reality' hit him. This was truth or dare. The rules of the game were absolute, no going back on a dare, it was the law. At least, in his drunken state, that was the logic that filter through his foggy brain. 
    
    "Yeah in the drawer there." he said, pointing at a drawer across the room from where they were. "But…but you can't show them to anyone okay?" he asked, nervous that if Sirius found he liked shagging him enough, he'd want to brag, and show the pictures to James or something.


It was often the case that Sirius Black liked to brag. He was quite good at it too. But he wouldn't show the pictures to anyone, the laws of friendship still withholding and all. A smirk cut across his face as he sat up, turning to look at the draw where Remus was pointing, and then back to the werewolf. “Brilliant.” He said, chuckling a bit to himself, climbing off the boy, out of the bed, and bounded over towards the drawers. He opened it, riffled through a few random things Remus kept there, before pulling out a camera. He had never seen one quite like this before, but perhaps it was just a different model than the ones he was used to. The thought didn't cross his mind that muggles would have different sorts of cameras than wizards.

“Alright Moony.” He said, turning once he had the camera in his grasp. “Say Quidditch!” Flash, there was one picture down, a few dozen to go. He climbed back onto the bed, straddled Remus once more, and held the camera up to his face again. Flash, another picture, a different angle now that he was on top of the boy again. He scooted down Remus' legs and leaned back some, trying to get more of the other male in the frame. This wasn't the first time he had played photographer, though he still needed to figure out how to take the pictures once they were actually shagging. Anything to delay that bit of awkwardness was fine with Sirius.

Once the other boy was in frame, Sirius pointed the picture down at Remus' crotch, and gave a little giggle before taking the picture. Flash, Flash, Flash. A few more pictures and Sirius was having the time of his life, laughing a little after each picture was taken. Being the narcissistic boy that he was, Sirius even turned the camera around to take a few pictures of himself, holding the thing out in front of him and giving it his best sexy smirk. This camera was much easier to use than the one his parents had, but he wasn't complaining in the slightest.


    Remus was blushing wildly, and a few times held his hands up in protest but then remembered the rules, and let them drop to his side. "S-sirius." he whimpered out, squirming a bit. He was still rather hard, and in need. He was trying to figure out the best way to get Sirius to forget about the pictures and just get on with things already, so he reached down and pushed his underwear down to his knees, revealing how hard he actually was. 
    
    "You did it Sirius.." he slurred slightly, squirming a bit more. "'S all your fault I'm like this." he mumbled, trying to wiggle his hips seductively, but not sure if he was doing it right. He was no good at this he could tell already, he was probably going to end up being one of the most boring shags Sirius' had ever had.


As Remus spoke to him, Sirius was doing another one of those self portraits, this time smiling as wide as he could. Once he put the camera down, though, his eyes widened. “Well would you look at that.” He blurted out, giving a little giggle and looking back up at Remus. That was true, he did cause that to happen to the other boy, though he had almost forgotten about it. The dark haired teen wasn't good with multitasking on the best of days, but couple that with a brand new toy, someone to shag, and liquor..well..let's just say he was a little distracted.

Now that the boy was exposed, and moving his hips in an adorable fashion, Sirius brought the camera up to his face one more time, taking a picture of Remus' newly exposed lower half. Once that was done, he reached over and set the camera on the table, still within reach, since he was planning on taking more pictures in a bit. “Allllllriiiiiightttt.” Sirius said, heaving a dramatic sigh, though he was only teasing. Being that he had managed to move himself down to the other's feet, Sirius leaned slightly, his hands running up the boy's bare leggs, until he reached the underwear. Once he got the fabric in his fingers, he yanked, tugging them off Remus' body completely. It wasn't the sweetest way to remove clothing, but it was probably the quickest.

It was then, once Remus was completely naked, that Sirius realized he still had his own clothes on. He scooted up a little bit, his body positioned between Remus' legs, until he was near the boy's lap once more. Bringing thin fingers to the buttons on his shirt, he popped open the first button, eyes glancing down at his chest, then back up at Remus. “You gonna help or am I gonna do this all by myself?” Sirius smirked as he said it, fingers slowly undoing another one of the buttons.


    Remus found this all to be completely and utterly embarrassing. Sirius was somehow turning him into a sex hungry thing, and he didn't know why or how he'd done it. Maybe it was the booze. Yes, that had to be it. That was the only way that Sirius could get Remus to want to give it up so badly and do such…well, things friends shouldn't do together. Ever. 
    
    "I'll help!" he said, almost sounding way too excited as he reached up to fumble with the buttons. It took him a minute, but he soon had Sirius shirt undone, and as the other pulled it off, he leaned forward and kissed his chest in the center, working his way to the collar bone like Sirius had done to him, kissing and nipping him here and there. "Have I ever told you you have a fabulous chest?" he asked between kisses, his carnal instincts nearly taking him over completely.


Sirius had realized long ago that he was never really going to do anything that was considered something he was supposed to do. That would involve following the rules, and the boy had long since decided that he was not one to follow rules. And on a list of things one should never really do, shagging a best friend would be near the top. The thought itself thrilled Sirius, completely, committing the ultimate taboo. He smirked, seeing the excitement bubbling in the boy underneath him. So he had turned Remus Lupin into a sex fiend. That was certainly a story to tell the grandchildren. Or maybe it wasn't, because he was sure that if anyone else in the world found out about it, they would take a little less than kindly to it.

Letting Remus take the shirt off on his own, Sirius let out a breath. The breath soon turned into a small gasp when the other started to kiss and nip his chest. He always enjoyed having his chest touched. “You never mentioned it.” Sirius replied with a breathy sort of chuckle. He found then that he needed something to do with his hands, because he never did like when they laid limp during sex. In fact, he never really enjoyed anything being limp during sex. Though he wouldn't have to worry about that with what he had seen of Remus a few moments before. His left hand, with minimal effort, found it's way into Remus' sandy locks, running through the strands. The other went to the boy's neck, and with both he tugged Remus' head up to where it was even with his own.

It surprised him, that carnal look in the other boy's eyes. But what surprised him even more was the effect that look had on him. The tug in his chest that he had felt earlier came back, followed by another, much stronger, tug near his groin. His own beast, the one that came out only during the most intense sort of love making he ever did, rose slowly, and Sirius felt that heat flow up through his body, up his neck, and into his face. He smirked again, using the hand in Remus' hair to tug, this time craning the boy's head up some. He didn't speak, though he could have. Without warning, he leaned his head down and pressed a harsh kiss to Remus' lips, nipping at his lower lip and letting out a sort of growl. If he could think clearly, at all, he would have reached over and got the camera, documenting this situation some more. But he couldn't think. All he could do was act, and quickly, typical Sirius behavior tenfold.


    Remus's eyes seemed to have gone an even brighter shade of amber, no doubt the melding of his inner wolf and normal self. Remus had never made love before, but apparently when he did, or at least, was about to, a sort of combining of the two versions of himself happened, and a rather carnal and non-logical Remus appeared. As his head was tugged upwards, he felt himself resist at first, but when he found he could not get out of Sirius' grip, he submitted, allowing his movements to be controlled by the other, at least at the moment. 
    
    The harsh kiss sent waves through him, his eyes closing as his tongue darted out to lick at the other's lower lip after being nibbled on, his body shifting to lean up and push into the kiss. He let out a little growl, his arms moving up and wrapping around Sirius tightly, sliding up and down his back, nails raking across that perfect skin. Then, without warning, Remus pushed forward and Sirius fell back, Remus now on top of him, kissing him deeply all the while, holding him down by placing his knees on either side of his hips. 
    
    The kiss broke for a moment, and he pulled back slightly, his hands now on Sirius' chest, as he slid down a bit, now unbuttoning the pants. It seemed finally, and for once, that Remus felt no need to speak at all. His actions would do the talking for him. With a bit of trouble, and having to lift himself up a bit, he tugged Sirius' jeans and underwear off in one swift movement, letting out an approving growling moan at the reward he was given, which was the sight of Sirius standing quite hard, all for him.


This new Remus, the non-logical, nonsensical, not-speaking Remus, had Sirius Black mesmerized for a moment. The nails that raked down his back was rewarded an approving sort of hiss against the other boy's mouth. That small bit of pain seemed to cause that full reaction the two had been waiting for, and before he realized it, he was harder than ever and flat on his back, with the werewolf on top of him, their lips still locked in a heated sort of frenzy. Sirius loved this sort of kissing, the kind where two people gladly traded fresh air for each others recycled breath.

His hands had found their way to Remus' hips, the ones he had grown very attracted to in the days they had spent alone in the boy's room. Once the kiss was broken, Sirius gasped softly, attempting to regain a bit of composure. Before he knew it, his pants were off, and the sound Remus made sent shivers down his spine. He really was enjoying the side of Moony. His eyes caught the others for a moment, his own deep chocolate orbs staring straight into those brilliant amber pools that Remus had. He held that gaze, and for a moment, he couldn't see anything else. That urge he felt at the movie theater, and that very morning was back, and in full force. He needed to kiss Remus. He needed to or his heart might just stop.

Quickly bringing his hand up to the boy's hair again, he tugged, before Remus could react, and brought the boy down further so that their naked bodies touched in as many places as Sirius could manage. “You're fucking brilliant.” He said, once the boy was close enough to whisper, Sirius' voice holding that gravelly tone, before stealing another kiss, this one taking the same harsh form as the other that had just broke. He bit Remus' lower lip, dragging his teeth slowly off before nipping at the top one, soon following that with a lick to Remus' upper lip. His tongue pushed forward, intertwining itself with Remus', while the other hand on Remus' hip dug fingernails into the hipbone, grabbing onto the skin and bone there and tugging him down more against himself. Sirius, for whatever reason, wanted to touch Remus in every single place that he could.


    Remus shivered a little when Sirius said he was brilliant. Of course, he heard it all the time when they were talking pranks or school work, but…this was different. It felt good to not be dreadful at…this type of thing. He squirmed a little as they kissed again, their erections rubbing together in the most delightful of ways. He was panting softly now, and the kiss broke once more, eyes flashing dangerously as he gazed down at Sirius. 
    
    Remus had read some romance novels (more than he'd like to admit), and he knew there were a few things he could say at this point. 'I love you' had already been said, so anything equally as…'sweet' would just be a waste. No, he would go with the much more encompassing, and carnal. "Fuck me." He whispered it into Sirius' ear with a sort of hissing sound, grinding his hips hard against the other. Of course, Remus had no idea what this would really mean having done to him, he just knew that whatever it was, he wanted Sirius to do it. He wanted Sirius to be his first.


There they were, the words Sirius had been waiting for. It was exactly the sort of thing he loved to hear, what with Remus' voice getting deeper and deeper by the second, the hissing against his ear making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. Sirius' eyes closed for just a moment, the way the others hips were moving had rendered him unable to think for a moment. It really wasn't a surprise to Sirius, down there in the back of his mind, that Remus was good at this kind of thing. The werewolf was good at everything, it seemed, if he put his mind to it. Not that Sirius had really thought about Remus' ability to shag before. Could there really be books about fucking in the Hogwarts library? He figured there could be, they couldn't call it the restricted section for nothing, after all.

It took him a moment to get his composure, having been enjoying those delicious sort of sensations their bodies moving together had created. Once he had it, Sirius snapped into what could only be described as beast mode. This was his territory after all. In a few seconds, his eyes had flown open, and he shifted, rolling the pair of them over until he had Remus' body pinned under his, using the heat of his body and the weight of his hips as leverage to get the other positioned exactly how Sirius wanted him. He didn't speak, because he honestly didn't need to. Actions spoke a thousand times louder than words, after all, and if nothing else, the boys eyes had darkened to a near black shade, a tell tell sign that the most deliciously taboo things were about to happen.

His head dipped down, kissing the others' mouth for just a moment before sitting up. “Stay.” He said, looking pointedly at Remus, making no room for argument. Leaning over the side of the bed, to where his jeans were, he dug around in the pocket for a moment before pulling out his wand. Once he had the wand in his hand, he sat back up, and pointed it directly at his erection, whispering something incomprehensible. Instantly, the pair of them had enough lube to fuck for hours and hours on end without having to worry about lack thereof. A handy little spell that was, he'd have to remember to thank James whenever he saw the bespectacled boy next.


    Remus looked up at him after he was flipped, and gave a small nod. The wolf in him already knew that Sirius was to be the alpha in this mating they were about to participate in. He squirmed a bit though as the lube suddenly magically appeared in and around his ass, something he hadn't quite been expecting, although as soon as it had happened, he didn't know why it'd never occurred to him. Sirius had a cock, and he had two places it could be stuck. His mouth, and his ass. Now, it seemed so obvious. He blushed at his own lack of thinking, and suddenly got nervous. 
    
    A little bit of his former self shimmered through as he spoke, his voice now a bit tentative. "Just…be gentile. You know i've..never.." he mumbled, not needing to finish the sentence for Sirius to know what he'd never done. Remus was still rock hard, though, despite his reservations and the fear that it would hurt. Hell, he transformed every month didn't he? That involved quite a bit of pain, so it wouldn't be a big deal to take some more pain if it meant he got to make love to Sirius. It would be worth it, he just knew it.


It occurred to Sirius, as he used one of his hands to stroke his erection, spreading the newly placed lube evenly, that he had never done this either. Sure, he had slept with countless women, and sure an ass was an ass no matter what kind of person it was attached to, but there was something different. Technically, he was just as unsure about how this was to work as Remus was. The plea he heard from Remus a few moments after made a smile cross his face. The other boy was adorable, he really was. The boy thought for a moment, and then it dawned on him. They were both dogs, so to speak, so any other position but the one he had in mind just wouldn't fit, not really anyways, not for their first time together.

“Moony..” He began, slowly, that carnal, carnivorous feeling inside of him subsiding for just a moment. “Turn over.” His voice was calm. Well..as calm as it could be. “Get on your hands and knees.” he continued. “And face the other way.” He pointed a finger opposite himself so that the wolf would know what he meant. It was then that he reached over, raising his body up so that the other could move, and grabbed the camera that was still on the table beside the bed. He was going to remember this moment, even if Remus ended up smacking him for it. As the other boy moved into position, Sirius brought the camera up to his face. Flash, flash, flash. A few more pictures. He had it in his mind to take a few more once he was actually inside the other boy, but figured he could at least do Remus a favor and wait until they both came.


    Remus frowned a little. Bend over? Well, alright, he'd do it for Sirius. He supposed it really did kind of make sense, them both having such canine features. He got onto his hands and knees, and pushes his hips back a bit, and then he heard the clicks, and saw the flashes. "Sirius!" he gasped out, turning around to glare at him. "Sirius t-that'…that's too much!" he said, though at the same time he really didn't care. He cared, but…Well, the idea of making love was much more enticing than really taking the camera away, so he decided the hell with it.
    
    He turned back around and pushed his hips up a bit higher, lowering his front submissively so that he was snuggling into the pillows, blushing as he turned to look back just a bit. "Well, get on with it!" he said almost impatiently. He wanted to do it so badly, regardless of how bad it was going to hurt. "Sirius c'mon!" he pushed on, sawing his hips a bit hoping it would catch the other's attention. Sirius and his 'squirrel moments.'


The time had finally came, Sirius Black was going to finally commit that taboo act. He was going to fuck his very best friend, aside from James that is. That thought was exciting in itself, though he wasn't going to admit that later. He'd surely blame it on the booze, or he'd surely blame it on the dare. He couldn't possibly be thoroughly excited about this just for the fact that he was attracted to the other, could he? That was simply preposterous. With a deep breath, Sirius placed the camera down on the bed beside the both of them, he'd need it later. Dark eyes scanned the scene in front of him, Remus, with his hips and lower body positioned so nicely against Sirius' lower body, and the curve in Moony's spine that Sirius was slowly becoming infatuated with. He saw the scars, the ones Moony so often tried to hide. He loved those scars, Sirius did, though he wasn't sure why. Perhaps it was just that those scars gave him a glimpse of the real Remus. The Remus he was about to plow into.

He couldn't help it, he couldn't fight it, and without warning, his hands moved forward, slowly tracing themselves up Remus' back, and down again, until they reached the boys hips. With his fingers grabbing onto the other's hips, he tugged the male backwards some. Sirius let out a grunt, as if trying to get himself comfortable. “Remus..” He said softly, the tone in his voice reverting back to that beastly harshness. He couldn't, for the life of him, think of anything else to say after that. He wasn't one for pillow talk, so to speak. That required thinking, and all he was good at was acting. Moving one of his hands down to his own erection, he stroked at it for a moment, almost nervously. But of course he wasn't nervous. He couldn't possibly be. He was the sex god, after all. So he hadn't ever slept with a guy or with someone he considered his best friend. That wasn't a big deal, was it? Nothing to be nervous about.

Once he had stroked his erection to it's full potential, he took another deep breath. With a hand on the other's hips to stead himself, he brought the male closer to him, so that the tip of his erection was barely brushing against the other's opening. Another breath, deep, slow, and he pushed himself forward, using the hand on his erection to help aid him in entrance. He entered Remus slowly, carefully, realizing then just now tight and virginal his little Moony really was. Sirius groaned, and shut his eyes for just a moment. Without too much more hesitation, he was in, completely, as far as the others' body would allow him. Placing both of his hands back on Remus' hips, he allowed the sandy haired boy a chance to relax, and get used to the feeling of Sirius' erection inside of him. He leaned down after a moment or so, placing a few kisses down Remus' spine. Using his hands for leverage once again, Sirius slowly pulled himself out, leaving the tip of his erection inside the other, and thrust himself back in. It was a slow process, but it left Sirius with sensations he wasn't sure he knew if he could handle.


It was hard for Remus to come up with much to say as well, and all he could do was whisper out Sirius name every now and again whenever the boy did something he particularly enjoyed. When Sirius ran his hands over those scars on his back, he shuddered slightly as well as letting Sirius name go from his lips once more. That had felt quite nice. But, his eyes opened up again, going slightly wide as he felt a pressure against his entrance. 

He almost panicked and told Sirius to call off the dare, but at the same time, the simple idea of what was about to happen was so exciting that the only half-formed thought came out as a noncommittal noise when the head of Sirius' erection pushed past that first tight ring of muscles. A little further, and Remus was panting out as he pushed past the second tight ring, and it was all Remus could do to keep from crying out. It hurt. Quite a bit, in fact. He wouldn't be put off by a little pain, though. He was determined, and he had to. Truth or Dare had strict rules, he reminded himself. 

After a few moments of relaxing, and gripping at the sheets, hands clenching and unclenching into fists, he the pain slowly began to ebb away. Soon, it was a simply slightly uncomfortable feeling that every so often would hit a certain spot that would make his cock jump between his legs. He reached down with one hand between his legs, gripping his own erection, the positioning causing his chest to now be down against the bed, body slightly twisted to the side, his eye gazing half-lidded back at Sirius. "Feels…good." he managed, though no other words followed.


Sirius was sure that nothing he had ever done with another person had been like this. The mixture of alcohol and hormones, a dash of mutual attraction between best friends, and a slight hint of untold feelings made for an unstoppable combination. It was even more odd, that Sirius could not only feel Remus' inside tense, but also relax. As if things were starting to be okay, to feel okay, to not hurt so bad. His eyes gazed down at Remus, those half lidded amber pools staring into him and making his face feel quite hot. So it felt good, that was better than what he had expected. Sure, it felt good to Sirius. Well, more than good. Great. Wonderful. Fantastic. But he wasn't the one on the receiving end.

It was as if those two words Remus uttered were the only permission Sirius needed to go further, for once those words had been spoken, the darker haired male tightened his grip on the other male's hips, and began to thrust at a more steady pace, using his hands on Remus' body to pull the male closer to him with each thrust. He let out another groan, his eyes fluttering slightly. He didn't know how to think, let alone explain those things happening to his body. He knew that sooner or later his beast would come out, and he wouldn't be able to control how gentle he was. And with the way things were headed, it would be much sooner than later.

His hips began to move faster, almost rhythmically, his heart racing and thudding in his ears. Surely Remus had to be enjoying this at least a little bit. Sirius could have asked, and he would have asked, had he been able to speak. It wasn't as if the boy did much talking anyways, when it came to sex, he was all about the go go go. And he was going, alright, his nails digging into Remus' hips as his own thrusted into his best friend. The dark haired male couldn’t help but let out another groan, though he was attempting to keep himself a bit quiet, what with Remus' unsuspecting parents downstairs. He was sure to be kicked out if the other's mum and dad found out about the liquor and the debauchery of their only son.

This was all so amazing to Remus. It felt so god damned good, better than he'd thought anything could feel. Sure he'd pleasured himself quite a few times, but that was nothing compared to this. He reached back with his other hand and placed it on the side of his ass, pulling it open a bit to allow Sirius to go even deeper, while his other hand was now feverishly stroking at his erection. Little bits of pre-cum had begun to drip down in a nearly steady flow over his knuckles and down onto the sheets beneath them both. 

"F-fuck." he gasped out, a sure sign that he was now utterly and completely lost in their actions. He never cursed, ever. Maybe it was some what the alcohol too, but he didn't care. He'd let go completely, more than he'd ever let go in his life. "Oh…oh gods Sirius…fuck me…" he panted out, little whimpers sounding here and there, his teeth having hold of his lower lip, biting so hard that if he bit any harder, blood would surely be drawn. 

Had this been any other occasion, Sirius would have been completely taken aback by Remus cursing. Hell, Sirius cursed all the time, so did James, so did Peter. But Remus, he was the good boy. The one who never said foul words. But, considering the situation the boys were in, it seemed a little bit fitting. In fact, it seemed to coax out that best that Sirius had been trying so hard to keep hidden during this. He did want to be gentle, of course. Upon hearing those words, Sirius eyes closed for a moment, and he let out a soft growl. One of his hands remained on the boy's hip, keeping himself balanced, while the other moved to the boy's shoulder, digging nails into the skin there. Using this new position, he lifted Remus up just slightly, and pulled the male's body closer to his own. His hips met Remus' ass with a harsh sort of sound, coupled with Remus holding himself open, caused the dark haired male to go in as deep as he possibly could.

Sirius prided himself on being able to last a long time during sex. It was one of his best features, sexually, and he figured it helped give him that edge above all those other blokes who fancied themselves Casanovas. But this..this was different. A pressure was building in the base of his groin, and it sent wave after wave of sparks shooting up and down his spine. He wondered then why he hadn't thought to do this sooner. That thought exited his mind as quickly as it entered, however, as he pulled out and thrust back in, this time harder, that beast pulling all the punches. So he had lost his self control. That was alright, he would decide later. That beast inside of him knew exactly what to do to make everything feel a thousand times better.


Remus felt Sirius' hot flesh against his back and he almost yelped, for some reason, having not expected it. Their new position required Remus to use some of his muscles to hold his body up, but what with Sirius pounding into his ass now at an almost impossible pace, he found that hard to do. He started trembling slightly, feeling that familiar building sensation that would lead to the inevitable. He was getting close, and he didn't know just how much longer he could last. He wanted Sirius to know, too, for some reason. 


"Sirius…close…gonna…gonna." but that was all he could get out. With a particularly hard thrust from Sirius, hitting him just so, Remus came. He spilled hot thick ropes of cum all over his bed sheets and his hand, his eyes rolling back slightly, head falling to rest against Sirius chest. The muscles in his ass clamped down on Sirius as well, his entire body tensing up as he rode out the orgasm, until it all went limp. He fell forward onto the bed, his ass pushed in the air still with Sirius inside of him, a rather dazed looking expression on his face.

He knew Remus was about to cum, the boy had told Sirius that himself. The odd thing was, Sirius could feel that the other was close to orgasm. Remus' lower body had tightened, clamped around Sirius' erection. That feeling, that new tightness, caused Sirius to lose his head. He couldn't figure out why that felt so good. It was..different..but in the best way possible. He could feel the other's body contract and relax and contract again. It was if Sirius' body was enveloped in some hot, deliciously tight, sexy little cocoon that he never wanted to leave. He let out another growl, his body still moving against Remus as the boy rode out the orgasm. The pressure he was feeling in his groin began to build, and build, faster and faster with each passing second, until it was like a dam that could no longer hold back the flow that was threatening to burst. Remus' ass clamped down on his erection and that was it. The dam broke and Sirius' body shuddered hard. The male growled, and he moaned, and he raked his nails across Remus' body, as his thick hot cum covered the inside of Remus.

It was over, almost as quickly as it began. Seemingly, this..whatever it was..that just happened between the boys had created something. Something that mates weren't supposed to create with each other. But Sirius didn't want to think about that. His body was shuddering, fingers and toes tingling, his eyes fluttering as the last of his orgasm flittered through his body. When Remus collapsed, it was all Sirius could do to keep himself upright. Slowly, carefully, he slid his spent member out of the other, and fell onto the bed next to Remus, flat on his back, eyes closed, his body humming with residue of extreme pleasure.