First Heat

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Mmmh it was so nice and warm in bed…snuggled up to the other body next to….hang on just a minute! I lift my head and glance down…bluish black hair spread across the pillow, dark lashes resting on sun tanned cheeks. WHAT WAS SIRIUS DOING IN MY BED!!!! Or I in his…I looked around quickly and found to my relief…well sort of relief cause you couldn’t feel relieved when you’re best friend was lying in bed with you. Anyway the curtains were drawn, thankfully and but there was light creeping through the bottom which meant that it must already be day time. I sat up and felt sticky. Oh dear god, sticky was not a good thing to feel. Fuck. Tearing the blanket back I got the biggest frigging shock of my life. Being bitten by a werewolf was nothing compared to what I just saw!
SIRIUS BLACK WAS NAKED IN MY BED! NAKED! God he looked gorgeous…perfect his well muscled chest rising up and down gently. His skin golden brown from the sun, oh god my eyes are straying further south…crap they shouldn’t but I can’t stop, I can’t stop looking. Oh fuck…oh shit…oh holy crap. Sirius’ bottom is….I….did I really….did we….oh of all the things that could have happened during a drunken night with Sirius….I had to go and stick my cock in it…literally. My face must be the colour of a beetroot. Oh god how am I meant to look at Sirius again. He’s stiring…maybe if I just….
“Ouch…oh man,” he blinks…blinks again… “Remus? What the….what’s the matter?”
“Nothing!” I edge away from the bed.
“Why are you naked?”
“Just…I dunno…I woke up naked.”
“Why am I naked?!” His voice rose an octave.
“Please…Siri…I…” Oh god I’m going to blub again. It just isn’t fair. If there’s a god he must have a totally terrible sense of humour because I really don’t find the fact funny that I did…unspeakable things with my best friend. Oh man I am blubbing why can’t one thing in my life go right….its not fair! And what if I’ve made Sirius pregnant….oh that’s making me giggle…preggers Sirius with a big belly. How would he give birth? The smell is gone though…there’s just Sirius now and he smells so good. I could bury my nose in his neck and lick his chest and…REMUS JOHN LUPIN YOU DID NOT JUST THINK THAT. Sirius shifts and winces. “We were rather drunk.” His eyes shift to my groin and I find myself blushing even more. Damn…and its stirring again…it shouldn’t. It’s wrong Sirius is my friend. F-R-I-E-N-D!!! Not anything else.
“Did we?!” I mumble a yes and his eyebrows shoot into his hair. Suddenly he jumps out of bed as if I burned him. “No way! This did not happen! We were drunk right? So it doesn’t count…you don’t remember and I don’t remember so it doesn’t count.” Then he runs out…getting slightly tied up in the curtains and leaving me on the bed…alone. I can’t tell him that I’ve started remembering things…his skin…his kiss…the way I’d pinned him underneath me…the way those gorgeous greyish blue eyes had turned stormy as he begged me to….tears prick at the back of my eyes. That’s not how it was meant to have been. I can’t be gay…it’s not fair…I’m already a werewolf…why can’t I be normal in at least one thing? I pull on my pyjama trousers and peek through the curtains. No one there. Good. A quick sprint to the shower and the cold water on. But my head wont dispel the images of Sirius’ pert backside and toned chest. OH I’m drooling…I am drooling over Sirius Black, just great. Hmm…at least I’m not drooling about Snape…now that would NOT have been funny. I have to find Sirius though. I have to sort this mess out that I have once again created. Rushing down into the common room still tugging the T-Shirt over my head, I spot only Peter.
“Do you know where Sirius is?”
”He went with Prongs down to the Quidditch pitch for practise…was acting a bit funny though.”
“Thanks Pete.” I run out through the portrait and towards the Quidditch pitch and half fall down the stairs landing with my face in front of a pair of shoes. Someone pulls me up and I am face to face with Snape. I don’t like the look in his eye.
“Hello there Lupin.”
“Snape.” Suddenly I’m grabed from behind and dragged into the next corridor. I crane my neck to see who is holding me…Malfoy. Severus Snape steps forward and runs a hand down my cheek…like he did after the potions lesson.
“Don’t!” I try to pull out of Malfoy’s grasp but I don’t stand a chance, he’s two years older then me…taller and stronger. Snape steps closer and grabs my face…no please don’t. His lips descend on my….NO! NO! I can’t pull my face away…I can’t do anything…no…no.
“GET OFF REMUS NOW!” Snape goes flying and Malfoy is hit by some curse that seems to cause green tentacles to sprout from his hair. I glance up…it’s Sirius. YEAH SIRIUS TO THE RESCUE. But just as quickly as he appeared, he disappears again. Oh man...but he looked so hot angry. Guess it’s safer to go back to the common room and wait for Siri…then risking being molested by Snape again. OH yuck I am sooo going to have to have another shower. Slimey bastard. Hope he trips and falls into the lake and gets eaten by the giant squid. I am going to rip his balls off if he touches me again and have them for breakfast. OH yuck I will have to brush my teeth for the next three hours to get the Snape taste out of my mouth….I wonder if there’s a disinfectant against something like that. Yuck I’m off to burn my clothes. I hope I haven’t caught anything nasty.