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 6

Lesson Six: Jealousy, Anger, Sex
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Remus came back after Sirius had finished dressing, and sighed a little, closing the door behind himself and sighing. "That was close." he said, looking over and going to grab some clothing for himself to change into. "He needed help moving some boxes up from the basement." he explained as he pulled on his own clothes, simple jeans and a t-shirt. He noticed Sirius looked a bit like a kid that had just been put in time out, and frowned. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect that to happen you know." he said, a little hurt that Sirius would be so upset with him over something like that. 

He knew though, that had it been him, he might've been at least a little upset. He'd never had anything like that happen though, so he didn't really know what it felt like. He offered the other a hopeful smile as he held up the letter from James. "I'm sure we can head over now, though, if you like?" he suggested.


Sirius knew that he should have been adult about what had happened, but he was Sirius Black, after all, and he never liked when things didn't go his way. He was a child, in that sense. He heard Remus come in the room, and gave a small nod at the comment about Remus' father. It was a very close call, and in retrospect, he'd much rather end up with blue balls than have to deal with an irate Mr. Lupin. The dark haired male shrugged at the notion of going to James' house, then nodded his head. He'd been dying to see that bespectacled boy for a while.

Stowing his wand in his pocket, he walked out of the room without another word, hoping that Remus would follow soon after. He trumped down the stairs, and out of the house, down the walk way, and towards the street. Holding his wand out with his right hand, he held it in the air. Within a few seconds, the Knight Bus, that large and vibrantly purple triple decker bus, appeared seemingly from thin air infront of the male. The conductor stepped out. “Ey Sirius, where'ya headed this time?” Sirius, feeling a bit better about himself now, smiled brightly. “Godric's Hollow!” He replied, climbing aboard the bus and situating himself in one of the plush, mismatched chairs that littered the first deck of the bus.


Remus was getting slightly frustrated with Sirius now, this was simply ridiculous. So he was going to get the silent treatment for something he hadn't even meant to happen? He walked out after him, and once they were on the bus, he situated himself next to Sirius and glared at him. 

"Are you really going to be this childish or are you going to grow up and talk to me?" he demanded, finding himself near the point of slapping the boy to his senses now, though really, he didn't want to cause a scene on the night bus. Of course, if Sirius was going to insist on being a child about the whole thing, well then Remus would be a child right back. Two could plait he silent game.


Though he knew it wouldn't help the situation any, Sirius couldn't help but giggle at how frustrated Remus had gotten. Sirius could rarely take Remus seriously when the boy was angry. He was far too cute to be intimidating. That was , of course, not including Remus when he was being Moony. Sirius knew better than to look a werewolf in the mouth. “Lighten uppppp Remus.” Sirius said, turning his head slightly to look at the other boy, his hand on the side of his head, fingers curled up on his own cheek. He flashed a smile at Remus, hoping that it would clear the air.

Sirius didn't stay angry for long, unless he had a reason to. The thought of getting to see his other best friend, and the thought of getting to harrass Evans for at least a day sounded like too much fun for the pureblood to stay so frustrated and well..serious. According to the conductor, the boys had to wait three stops before they got to Godric's Hollow, so Sirius, being the trouble maker that he was, turned in his seat a bit more and reached out, pinching Remus' side. He might as well make the most of this trip.


Remus tried to glare at him, but when Sirius flashed that god damned grin, he melted. "You're a right git, you know that?" he asked, squeaking unintentionally when Sirius poked him in the side. He swatted at his hand, but everything felt like it was back to normal. 

The rest of the ride passed peacefully, and soon they were knocking on the door to James' house, Remus rather excited to see his other best friend now. He was glad him and Sirius were fine again, as well. James opened the door, grinning brightly at them both. "Oi, there you two are!" he said, standing back so that they could get inside.

Remus gave James a brotherly hug, and then stood aside to let Sirius greet him, and just laughed as he launched into an enthusiastic explanation of how he'd been kicked out, and come to stay with Remus. At that moment, a girl walked into the room and moved over to stand next to James. 

James grinned widely at Sirius. "Oh yeah, this is my cousin, I thought you two would hit it off so I figured why not introduce you?" Well, as soon as James had said that, Remus felt something he hadn't really ever felt before. An incredible surge of jealousy. Surely, surely Sirius didn't plan on…on doing anything with this girl after he'd done…all those things…with him? Did he?


Sirius could honestly, truly, not be any more excited than he was walking up those steps to James' house after the uneventful ride on the Knight Bus. Everything had seemingly went back to normal with the two boys, which Sirius was thankful for. As soon as James opened the door, Sirius Black's face looked like he had just won the lottery. After Remus had stood aside, the dark haired male launched himself at James, giving the other male the largest hug he could manage. “Blimey, I've missed you Jamie.” Sirius said, nudging James in the side after the two finally stopped hugging. “Oh, and whose this?” Sirius said, once the very pretty girl came to stand next to James.

And the girl was very, very pretty. She looked a bit like James, really. Jet black hair, bright blue eyes. The only difference was that this girl looked positively shaggable, while he figured James looked kinda like a beetle. He'd never say that outloud though, since he fancied his nose in the correct spot. James' cousin was quite the looker. He gave the girl a smile, that heart melting, prize winning completely adorable smile. Sirius stepped forward, a bit closer to the girl. Dark eyes glanced from James, to the girl, then to Remus, before going back to the girl. “I'm Sirius.” he said with a laugh, taking the girl's hand and kissing it. She blushed, just as he knew she would, before replying with a “I'm Ophelia. You can call me Offie though.” 

He couldn't help but grin. Her name was gorgeous, and she was gorgeous. For a moment, he seemed to have forgotten Remus completely. He didn't mean to, of course, it was just in his nature to be a flirt. “So..” He began, looking back at James, giving him a wink. “Where's Evans at? I figured she'd be in here yelling about something by now.” That comment earned him a clip to the back of the head from James. “Oi! I'm just saying.” He replied, wrapping his arm around James' neck and pulling the other male into another hug that turned into a semi-wrestling match. Ophelia, who was then joined by Lily Evans, stared at the two boys in amazement. “Do they always do that?” Ophelia had asked, to no one in particular, her eyes widening with surprise and amusement as Sirius and James had managed to land on the floor, rolling around, attempting to best the other. “Oh, you have no idea.” Lily replied, rolling her eyes at the pair of them. “Nice to see you Remus.” Lily said, turning her eyes to the werewolf, finally paying him a bit of attention.


Remus found his face going pink with anger as he watched Sirius kiss the girl's hand and turn on the charm. He could've punched him in the face at that moment, but fortunately for him, Lily came in to divert his attention. He watched as James and Sirius got into a little tussle, and just ignored it with a small sigh. "Hey Lily." he said, trying not to sound too upset. 

The day went by and Remus found the longer he had to watch Sirius flirt with that damned girl, the more he hated her even though he didn't even know her. By the time it was evening, and they were all sitting in a circle with an empty butter-beer bottle sitting on the floor in front of them, Remus was positively seething, though he managed to hide it pretty well. So they were playing spin the bottle, how fantastic. He watched as Lily and James kissed, then as Lily and the girl kissed, which was just stupid in his opinion. Then, the bottle was pointing at him, and James had spun it. They kissed and both made a rather disgusted expression, and finally, the bottle was spun by Sirius, and it landed on the new girl.

Watching them kiss sent him over the edge. He stood up without even thinking and glowered at Sirius. "You…you…" he was stumbling over his words, trying to find the right one. "You…can…can just bugger off Sirius Black!" he shouted, storming up the stairs out of the basement and out the back door into the cool night air. He needed to get away from it all, he just couldn't take it anymore.


While Remus was having an inner battle with jealously, Sirius Black was having a fantastic time. He had no idea that the other was so upset, though, to be honest, he wasn't the best with telling peoples emotions apart to begin with. Once he and James had stopped wrestling, which ended with Sirius winning of course, the group had spent the day hanging out, and Siris had found every opportunity to get himself closer to Ophelia. She was funny, sweet, and bloody gorgeous. Just his type of woman. It had been Sirius and James' idea to play spin the bottle. There was no better game than spin the bottle. Well, besides truth or dare.

Sirius had watched as James and Lily snogged, miming vomiting while it happened, which caused Ophelia to laugh. When the new girl and Lily kissed, Sirius and James looked on in complete awe. It was always amazing when two girls snogged each other. When James and Remus had to kiss, Sirius just snorted with laughter. Remus hadnt made that face when Sirus had kissed him, that had to count for something, didn't it? When it was finally his turn, Sirius spun the bottle. He was torn between wanting it to land on Remus and wanting it to land on Ophelia, when the bottle stopped, pointing dead at the raven haired girl. With a smirk, he sat up, and crawled a bit towards the girl, finally landing on his knees infront of her. Wrapping his arms around her waist, with her arms around his neck, the two kissed, their tongues intertwining. Her mouth tasted like cherries, that was oddly satisfying to Sirius.

It was then that everything changed drastically. One moment, he was kissing Ophelia to hoots and hollers from James and disaproving noises from Lily, and then the next moment, he heard Remus yelling. He pulled back from Ophelia, a bit of red on his lips from her lip stick, only to find Remus storming out of the room. James, whose eyes were widening at this point, raised his eyebrows at his best mate. “Your guess is as good as mine.” Sirius said with a sigh. “REMUS WAIT.” He called out in the next moment, seemingly forgetting about Ophelia. He stood up, sprinted up the stairs, out of the house, and into the cool air outside. “Remus..” He called out again. God, how could he have been that stupid. Of course Remus was going to be upset about him kissing some girl.

He found the sandy haired boy a little bit up the sidewalk. He wasn't sure where Remus was going, but that didn't matter. He jogged, until he was right behind the boy. “Remus look at me.” He said, his voice hoarse. Before the other could answer, Sirius reached out and grabbed the boy's arm, turning him to face Sirius. “What the bloody hell was that about Moony? Why'd you leave like that?” His heart was racing, completely unsure about what was going on. All he knew was that Remus was upset with him, and he had to fix it. He just had to.


As Remus had been storming down the side walk, he'd started crying. He honestly didn't even understand why himself. He was so god damn fucking angry with Sirius at this point. Angry with Sirius, and angry with himself for being so stupid. Of course Sirius was going to remain a ladies man, and forget him the moment a pretty girl walked into the room. He had been an idiot to think otherwise. He heard someone running after him, and then Sirius shouting for him to wait, which only made him walk faster. The git, he didn't want to see him at all right now.

Remus didn't have much of a choice, though. He was tugged back and forced to face Sirius, though he refused to meet his eyes. He felt like a complete fool, and his face was covered in tears, and his breath was coming in shuddering heaves at the moment. This was the last thing he had wanted to do. Cry, like a complete pansy. He wasn't a pansy. He wasn't a cry baby, either. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd cried. And now, here he was, barely able to breath he was crying so hard. 

"Don't…touch me!" he said, pushing Sirius arm away feebly, the sobbing having completely sapped him of his energy. "You are completely insensitive and…and…even…even more pig headed than I thought Sirius Black!" he shouted, pushing against his chest with his fists, though it wasn't strong at all. "As soon as a pretty girl walks into the room you forget all about me and treat me as if I mean nothing to you. You used me for sex and now you're done, is that it? I'd have thought you would treat your friends better!"


Sirius, at this very moment, quite literally wanted to disappear. He wanted to melt into nothing, seap into the sidewalk, and never show his face again. Remus was crying, for gods sake. He had made Remus cry. And not just any crying. He had made his best friend sob. And he didn't even understand why. He hadn't meant to hurt Remus, he really hadn't. Sirius gulped hard. He didn't know what to say. But he had to say something, didn't he? “Stop Remus.” He said softly, taking a hold of the flailing male infront of him's arms. “Just stay still.” He had no idea what to say. He was so good at being charming and witty, but when it actually mattered, he just drew a blank.

He could have kicked himself in that moment. He needed to think, to say something to fix it. Taking the biggest breath he could manage, he spoke, his voice sounding more and more hoarse by the second. “Look, I didn't use you, okay? I didn't. I wasn't expecting James to set me up with that girl.” This wasn't getting him anywhere, and he was sure Remus was going to smack him silly in a moment. That didn't matter though, he had to say it. He blinked a few times and spoke again, his speech becoming more rushed. “I'm sorry that I hurt you, I didn't mean to do it, I didn't realize you would have gotten so jealous. I wasn't using you, okay? I can get sex from whoever I want, whenever I want.” Well shit, that was surely going to get a punch to the face. He really didn't know how to talk when he needed to talk the most.

He paused for a moment, chewing on his lip, before speaking again, holding onto Remus' hands for as long as the other boy would let him. “But I wanted you Remus. I don't know why, but I did. And I still do. I didn't stay in there with her, I came out here looking for you. You, Remus, not her. She's just some girl. They're all just girls. You're..” He paused again, staring up at the sky for a moment before looking back at Remus. “You're my best friend, and everything with you is so much fucking better than anything with everyone else and I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.” His eyes glanced back up at the sky. “Look up there. You see that?” His hand pointed up to a constellation that was in the sky. “That's Sirius. That's me. I'm that bunch of stars right there.” He gulped again, not really sure where he was going with this, but he had to try. “But..you..” his face began to grow red. “You're that!” He said, pointing towards the moon that was near the Sirius constellation of stars. “You're the moon. And I'm those stars.” He panicked for a moment, not sure where he was going with this. “And those girls, all those other girls, they're all those other tiny stars that are around us, right? But they're not as big as you, and they're not as bright as you. And bloody fucking hell Remus I fucking love you, okay?” The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. His eyes widened and he chanced a glance at the werewolf in front of him. He had said it, and he couldn't take it back now. “I love you. Okay? I love you, Remus Lupin. You.”


Remus was forced to listen to Sirius as he fumbled for his words. His hands were taken captive, and he felt far too weak to pull them away now. When Sirius said he could get sex from just about anyone, he almost wrenched his hands free and socked him in the face at that very second, but he didn't. He let Sirius continue. Then, he was rambling on about stars, and the moon, and how Remus was the moon and he was big -wait, was Sirius saying he was fat? No, Sirius was just bad with explaining himself - and that Sirius was the stars. It was…well, a bit stupid really, but at the same time, rather sweet.

He felt his anger going away, and then something happened that he hadn't expected. Sirius said that he loved him. Remus knew he didn't mean like a brother, or as a best friend either. He wouldn't have said it the way he said it, at the time that he said it if he didn't mean it romantically. Remus had stopped crying at this point, and was simply sniffling slightly every time the breathed in. His face went extremely pink, and he thanked merlin they were out in the dark so that Sirius couldn't see how embarrassed he was to hear that.

Did he love Sirius back? He…wasn't sure. Of course, he loved what they had done together, it had been bloody fantastic. But, was it love? Then, he remembered the way he'd felt when he saw Sirius with someone else. That intense jealousy that he'd never felt before, and he'd seen Sirius with plenty of girls in the past. That…that was different. So, Remus came to the only logical conclusion. Over the short time they'd spent together, or maybe it had happened over the year and had simply been brought to the forefront that summer, either way, at some point, Remus Lupin had fallen in love with his best friend.

He took a deep shuddering breath, his eyes still wet with tears gazing into Sirius' now, the moonlight reflected twice in them. "You…you do?" he said in the smallest of voices. He hadn't thought it was possible for his own voice to come out so weak and scared sounding, but he couldn't help it. He'd never been so emotional about anything in his life before this moment. "Sirius please…don't just…don't…say that just…so I won't be angry." he said, his mind slamming the idea that Sirius was simply trying to bark his way out of the dog house to get into Remus' good graces again so hard into his brain that he nearly fell backwards. That had to be it. There was no way in hell that Sirius, the Casanova of Hogwarts, would ever love him. It was simply impossible. Illogical, and all together a completely ridiculous thought. Remus felt his tears starting up again, and looked away. 


Sirius, the forever lone wolf, the constant Casanova, the one who never let himself get that close to anyone, not really, was suddenly feeling very weak in his knees. He heard Remus sniffle, and that sound, mixed with the sounds of Remus attempting not to cry, made Sirius' heart feel like it was about to burst. And not just burst, but completely pot out of his chest, jump down, and run away down the sidewalk. What was this feeling? He couldn't explain it. He had no idea how to explain it. Hell, he didn't even know how to explain the simplest of things, let alone this utterly confusing and complex feeling that he had in his heart. He heard Remus question him about whether or not he actually loved him. Did Remus really think that Sirius was just trying to stay out of trouble? That wasn't the case. It couldn't possibly be the case. He could have thought up some other excuse. He wouldn't just throw those words around like that. He had said them the other day, and he had said them now. Though, truth be told, the feeling in his heart the moment he said them was much more intense, and much different than anything he had felt the previous time, let alone any other time in his life.

He stared into those amber eyes, the ones that had so thoroughly enchanted him, the ones that he had stared into the first time the two boys had kissed, the ones that Sirius could lose himself in, if he could only allow himself to do so. He did love Remus. He didn't know why, he didn't know how, but he did. Because if this wasn't love, then he had no idea what the actual thing would feel like. He had the butterflies in his stomach, he had the quickly beating heart, he had the urge to jump infront of a bus to save Remus if he needed to. Hell, he had half a mind to walk back into the house and tell Ophelia she was a lousy kisser, if just to make that werewolf smile again. What in the world had happened to Sirius Black? He had fallen in love. With his best friend. Now that was a story to tell the grand children.

Try as he might, though, staring into those bright amber eyes did nothing to help him figure out a way to convince the other boy that Sirius was being serious. He gulped again, feeling his heart jump into his throat. Was he always this weedy and nervous? His palms were beginning to sweat, he could feel it. He hated this. He just wanted everything to go back to normal. “Remus..” He began, “..I'm not..I'm not just saying it just to say it, okay? I wouldn't just say it like that if I didn't mean it. I..” He paused for a moment, letting go of Remus' hands, only to place his own hands on Remus' cheeks, holding the boys face in his hands. “..I don't know when, and I don't know why, but I love you, okay? I love you and there's nothing you can do to change that.” He said that last bit with a sort of finality in his voice, and with that last statement, he leaned his head forward and pressed a soft kiss to Remus' lips.


Remus had tears falling down his face again, and as Sirius placed his hands on his cheeks, he took another shuddering breath. Sirius was being completely and utterly, well, serious. He…he really did love him. Remus knew he loved him back, now. It was one of those feelings that you just couldn't ignore. It was almost painful he felt it so strongly in his heart, the same feeling that Sirius was feeling. He knew that he would do anything for Sirius at that moment, and there was nothing in the world that would ever change that. 

He had leaned up just at the same moment as Sirius had leaned forward, and their lips touched. They had kissed plenty over the past few days, but there was more emotion and passion behind this simple kiss than there had been in all the others combined. Remus felt like he was lifting off the ground or something, it was so perfect. The two boys, standing in the moonlight, kissing as tears ran silently down Remus' cheeks still. It was as if his body had forgotten how not to cry for some reason, perhaps in such shock at what had just happened that it simply let everything go but the kiss.

When it broke, he felt himself stand down from his toes. When had he stood on them to begin with? He couldn't remember doing it. He was blushing now, but felt an overwhelming surge of comfort. So…the two loved each other. It was not firmly stated, and there was no going back from it. 

"What do we do then?" he asked, rubbing his nose on his sleeve and sniffling a little more, though he had finally managed to stop crying. Now, his logical side was returning. The two loved one another, what came next? They'd had sex already, but there were now labels to be given. He didn't know what to do, again. Sirius seemed to keep putting him in these damn positions where he had no idea what to do, and if he hadn't loved the boy so much, he might have resented him for it.


If Sirius tried, at any point, to list the all the times he had ever kissed another person, that list would be seven miles of parchment, covered front and back. The boy had done a lot of kissing in his time, whether it was kissing someone because he was drunk, or kissing someone because he wanted to shut them up, or kissing someone because it was the thing to do, or kissing someone because they were shagging, or kissing someone just for the hell of it. But never, not once, in all of his life, had he ever kissed someone because he felt like it was the most important thing he would ever do. He had kissed hundreds, maybe thousands, of people. Tons. Absolute tons. But nothing was ever like this. Nothing. And he wasn't sure why. He could have sworn, in that instant, that his heart heaved the happiest sigh a heart could manage. He kissed Remus, and Remus kissed him back. Entire years could have passed and he wouldn't have known it. Hexes and jinxes could be shot at him and he wouldn't have cared. Kissing Remus was the only thing that mattered to Sirius Black at that moment.

And then the kiss was over. He let himself linger there for a moment, his eyes closed. He couldn't put his finger on this feeling. It was some..completely indescribable sensation. Remus did have a point, though. What were they going to do? Were they going to be together? Sirius had been a boyfriend several times, but he had never actually had a boyfriend before. There was a first time for everything, he decided, and if he was ever going to have a boyfriend, it would be Remus. Just as if he was ever going to shag a man, it would have been Remus. It was Remus, actually. He thought for a moment, before flashing another one of those adorable Sirius smiles. “I dunno.” He said simply shrugging his shoulders and leaning down for just a moment, placing a quick kiss on Remus' lips.

He supposed then that he should probably just ask Remus out. He was the one who would have to do it, anyway, because Severus Snape would do a kind deed before Remus Lupin had the courage to ask Sirius out, that, Sirius was sure of. He took another breath and flashed another smile. “Hey Moony.” He said, leaning his head against Remus' forehead. “You wanna..you know...date me?” There was something to be said for Sirius Black, he sure did have an awkward way with words sometimes.


Remus pouted a little when Sirius said he didn't know. He was settling down, getting ready for the speech of. 'Well, I love you mate, but I just can't date a bloke.' Then, as Sirius had been doing lately, he surprised him. He actually asked if he wanted to date. Remus' heart swelled, and he blushed again. "I dunno." he said, imitating the way Sirius had just said it. "I guess we could give it a shot." he said, though inside he was positively bursting, and jumping up and down shouting 'Yes yes yes yes yes a thousand times yes!'. But of course, he had to maintain his composure. He'd already acted a fool one to many times that day.

He let out a rather loud sigh, feeling like not only had a weight been lifted off of him, but he was now simply floating, gliding through reality on a happy little cloud. His hand found Sirius, and he held onto it tightly. "Should we go back and tell them?" he asked, but for some reason the idea of returning and seeing that god forsaken girl was not really all that appealing to Remus at the moment. "Or we could, I duno, go song in the field next to their house?" he suggest with a small grin. "If you think you can catch me that is." and with that, he was off. Remus had a playful side to him that most never go to see. Sirius was of course, an exception. 

Remus ran as fast as he could back up the sidewalk and throughout he gate of the Potter's residence, over towards the small hill that sat next to their home. He felt like he could have run for days with the amount of happy go-lucky energy was now surging through his body. He was sure that he'd never been happier in his life. Never.

Sirius let out a laugh. If Remus supposed they could give it a shot, then they would surely give it a shot. The idea of running back inside to tell his friends about him and Remus being together didn't sound like the best idea the werewolf had ever had, but the second thought, them sneaking off into that field, sounded like the best idea Sirius had ever heard. Before he could reply, Remus had sprinted past him. “Ohhhhhh, you're gonna regret that Moony..” He called after the other, who was already in front of the potter house. Shaking his head slightly, he took off in a run, flying through the now open gate, and towards that small hill, behind which was the field.

By the time he reached that hill, he had nearly caught up with Remus. He saw the other male, down in the field, and it gave Sirius' heart the happiest of feelings. Moony really was bloody adorable. Taking off in another sprint, he ran down the hill, towards Moony, and without warning, tackled the other male to the ground. With his weight ontop of the boy, he pinned Moony to the ground. The pair were surrounded by grass and bushes, a few trees, and several flowers, some of which Remus was now laying in. “Caught you.” Sirius said, flashing Remus another smile. With that, he leaned his head down and placed another kiss to Remus' lips. This moment, in the field, snogging his Remus, seemed like it was completely perfect. Like the type of moment one would see in a muggle movie. Nothing could ruin this for Sirius, nothing at all.


Remus saw him coming and kept on running his fastest, but Sirius was much faster than he was, and soon he was falling down to the ground, finding himself being pinned firmly in the soft grass. He giggled softly, something he didn't do much, and couldn't help but squirm happily against the other. He had found he loved being pinned down by the other. "Oh noes what ever am I going to dooo!" he cried out, though he didn't really want to get away. Once he was kissed, he kissed back with gusto. He didn't think kissing was something that you could decide how much effort to put into, but it clearly was. He tried his very best to kiss Sirius the most perfect way now, and he planned on maintaing his most perfect kisses if he could as long as they were together, which he secretly was already hoping would be forever. 

After a few long moments of snogging, and Remus relaxing against the grass, wiggling now and then happily under the other, loving the way it felt to have Sirius' weight holding him down, he had to stop to catch his breath. "Stupid Sirius." he mumbled, with a small grin. "See if you'd just asked me out properly before we'd already have been doing this for AGES." he pointed out, though really, he didn't care. He was just over-joyed and happy that they were together now.


Sirius snorted softly, then laughed a bit more, in reaction to Remus being completely un-Remus-like. He liked this side of Remus, though. It was another one of those sides of Remus that Sirius was sure was only for his eyes. He liked that a lot, actually, seeing parts and sides of Remus that no one else got to see. It made him feel quite special. He found that he very much enjoyed being ontop of the other boy, and he sure as hell loved kissing the other boy. When they broke apart, Sirius gazed down at Remus with a smile plastered on his features. “But we have.” he said simply, leaning down to kiss Remus' nose. “We've been snoggin' and shaggin' for the past week.”

The dark haired boy laughed again, completely overjoyed with the idea that the two weren't fighting anymore. He did hate fighting with Remus. And he found that the happier Remus was, and the more the other boy smiled, the happier it made him. This love stuff wasn't turning out to be so bad after all. Though, maybe it was only because Sirius loved Remus, and Remus just seemed to make everything better. He had himself balanced up on one of his palms, his legs straddling the other boy's lap. The other hand had found it's way to Remus' cheek. Had his skin always been this nice? Surely it had. Surely Remus' skin had always been this smooth and fun to touch. Sirius just hadn't ever realized it until that moment. Though, truth be told, Remus was just fun to touch all over the place.


Remus stuck out his tongue at Sirius at the mention of the past week. "yes and it took you that long to make me an honest man. Can you imagine if my mom knew what we did? She'd call me a hussy or at trollop!" he said, laughing softly and nuzzling into Sirius' hand slightly without thinking about it. He loved whenever Sirius touched him anywhere, be it sexual or non-sexual. He then had a sudden though, and grinned broadly at him. "Ever do it outside?" he asked curiously, pushing his hips up against Sirius' suggestively, and wiggling his eyebrows up at the other. 

"You know now's the perfect chance for us to consummate our new relationship." he said in a sing-song voice. "That and you can get back at me for earlier, you know, what with the whole getting off then having to run down to help my dad." he said, leaning up and kissing him on the nose. He had found he loved saying things that would shock Sirius, because every so often he'd get as short glimpse of a bewildered expression, that would quickly be covered up by a grin, or a laugh of some sort.


“Well, if you're a trollop then what does that make me?” Sirius asked, laughing a bit more at the other boy. “A hustler?” He chuckled some more, wiggling his eyebrows at the other boy. When Remus asked him if he had ever done it outside, he nearly blurted out an 'Obviously.' but held his tongue. It was in that moment that Remus said something that took Sirius completely by surprised. His eyes widened for just a moment. Was sweet, innocent little Remus really suggesting that the two of them shag outside? Well, of course, that was the greatest idea in the history of ideas .As long as Remus didn't mind getting a little dirty.

Sirius, at that exact moment, had a stroke of pure genius. “Here's there deal Remus..” He began, attempting to be serious, but he couldn't help the smirk that cut across his face. “You're going to lay here..” He continued, placing a small kiss to the boys lips before sitting up straight, still straddling Remus' lap. “And you're going to let me exploreee.” He held that last word out a bit, one of his fingers trailing down Remus' chest and to the male's pants. “You're going to let me do whatever I want.” His smirk grew. Before the other had a chance to argue, he continued. “Because you didn't let me get off earlier. So now, this is gonna be payback.” His smirk grew into a wide smile. “Because if you don't..” He continued, pressing his hips down hard against Moony's crotch. “I won't fuck you for a month.” With that final statement, Sirius ground his hips down hard against Remus, making his point completely clear. If Remus didn't agree, he would lose his constant access to Sirius' cock. If he did agree, well, the boys would both have a great time. “I promise you'll love ittt.” He spoke again, his voice holding a similar sing song tone that Remus had moments prior.


Remus squirmed underneath him a little, and pouted as Sirius mentioned the payback. Then, at the threat of not getting fucked by his now, boyfriend was it? , for a whole month, his eyes went slightly wide and he shook his head. "O-of course I'll do it!" he said, nodding firmly. "I'll lay here and…and be still and all that and you can do anything you want and I won't even complain!" he said, though he knew he'd probably whine a bit or start begging at some point. Sirius had a bad habit of making him beg without even trying to do so.

Remus pushed his hips back up against him and already felt himself growing excited. "I don't know how you make me like this Sirius." he said softly, his breathing already picking up. "But don't you dare ever stop what ever it is that you do." he said, kissing him eagerly on the lips, eager to start their little play session. As for the people back at the house? Well, they'd just have to hope they didn't come looking for them until they'd finished. At that very moment, though Remus had an idea.

"Hang on just a second…" he said softly, reaching into his robes and pulling out his wand. He held it up and moved it in a circular motion and said. "Protego Totulum!" A gentile wind blew over their heads, and Remus grinned. "There, now they won't be able to find us if they try to, and we won't be interrupted. Oh!" He had one last idea. He pointed his wand at his own eyes and muttered. "Obscuro." A black bit of cloth sprouted from the tip of his wand and wound it's way around his head, covering his eyes. A blindfold. He shoved his wand back into his pocket and settled in, ready for Sirius to begin whatever it was he was going to do.


Sirius was more impressed with Remus Lupin in that instant than he had ever been with the boy in his entire life. “Not bad, eh.” He said with a laugh, watching as Remus' wand sprouted a black bit of cloth and wound around the other's eyes. Sirius, though he probably wouldn't admit it in regular conversation (or maybe he would), was very much into the idea of blindfolding or tying up his partners. It thrilled him intensely that Remus had thought up this little idea without Sirius having to even suggest it. So now they were alone, completely, couldn't be found no matter what, and Sirius had the permission to do whatever he wanted with the other boy. Hell, this was like Christmas. Better than Christmas. It was like his birthday, valentines day, Christmas, and every other holiday was all happening on the same exact day. And that day was today. He'd have to remember to thank Merlin for it.

After pondering for just a moment, Sirius sat up once more, stripping off the light jacket he had brought with him and laying it on the grass beside him. He could very well start anywhere. Though, truth be told, he very much just wanted to find those secret little sweet spots he knew Remus had somewhere on his body. He was thankful, once again, that Remus had worn a button up shirt. With skillful hands, Sirius very calmly, very slowly, unbuttoned Remus' shirt. Once it was completely undone, Sirius tugged the fabric off the boy underneath him and laid it atop his jacket. Staring down at Remus, sandy brown hair, blindfolded amber eyes, and a completely spectacular shirtless body, Sirius felt a bit like he was staring at the sexiest thing he had ever seen in his entire life. His hands, almost on their own accord, found their way up Remus body, tracing over the scars. For just this moment, all he wanted to do was feel Remus, to really feel him. The raised scars under his fingertips felt so much different than the rest of Remus' skin. He leaned down, slowly, knowing full well that Remus wouldn't know where his lips landed.

Choosing a spot, silently, Sirius pressed a soft kiss to the skin right above Remus' nipple. There was a scar there. A snake like tongue flicked out, slowly tracing the raised skin, then following down some, until the tip of his tongue had reached Remus' nipple. He flicked his tongue out again, lapping lightly at the bud, tracing a small circle around it with the tip of his tongue. Remus tasted good. Not that nipples were really supposed to taste like anything in particular, but Sirius decided then and there that Remus probably just tasted good all over.

He pressed a soft kiss to Remus' nipple, his hands coming to touch Remus' bare sides, nails dragging against the skin softly. A moment later, he nipped at the bud, taking it into his mouth, and rolling it between his teeth, this time not so softly, his tongue teasing it. Without warning, his mouth was off Remus' nipple, and was now placing kisses down the middle of Remus' chest, before finding its way to the other. Sirius gave the other bud the same treatment, giving it teasing little licks and kisses, nipping and sucking and biting at it, doing whatever he could to raise reaction out of the male underneath him.


Remus was slightly nervous, but in the most exciting way. He had no idea what was coming, and that only added to his excitement. Not being able to see what Sirius was doing was just sexy in a rather strange and unexpected way. He felt his shirt being unbuttoned, and he was nearly trembling with giddiness at what was about to occur. He figured that this would end up being one of his favorite memories. This night, at least after his blow up, would be anyways. Something to tell the kids, although he'd leave out the part about what would now happen, after they'd made up and all.

Sirius first kissed one of Remus' scars. He almost felt like it wasn't fair, really. His scars were all incredibly sensitive, some more-so than others, but none the less, any touching they received would earn Sirius at least a gasp, if not a full out moan. Then, the teasing continued to his nipples. One, then the other. He found that he quite liked having them played with, even when they were being nipped at roughly the way Sirius was doing. The cool night air, combined with the saliva left behind, caused them to grow quite hard, and Remus felt and odd sort of rush, seeing in the darkness an image of himself laying there, blindfolded, his chest exposed and nipples hard, while Sirius leaned over him. It was damn sexy too, at least the way his mind was showing it to him.

He had already grown hard in his pants, and was squirming a bit trying to get some friction against his jeans, though it wasn't nearly enough. He thought about asking Sirius to remove them, but then he'd remembered what he'd agreed to, and so instead, he forced himself to stay as still as he could.


Sirius loved those sounds, each and every one of them. Any sound he could get from Remus was something he enjoyed, because the boy did make some delicious sounds. The dark haired male felt Remus start to squirm underneath him. Sirius smirked, though he know Remus couldn't see it, and ground his hips down hard against the other boy, his lips still pressing kisses to the scars around Remus' nipples. He knew that friction would get some kind of noise out of the other boy, and hell, it wasn't so bad on his own budding erection. He let out the softest of groans, his breath hot against Remus' damp nipples. His eyes, turning that deep chocolaty color they always did when he was turned on, glanced up at Remus' facial expression. Moony sure did make sexy faces when he was experiencing pleasure.

As Sirius hips continued to grind hard against Remus' lap, the boy's lips went a bit lower, kissing the scars that were scattered over Remus' ribs. As his hands came up, Sirius flicked his tongue out, licking the length of a particularly large scar that was located over the left side of Remus' ribcage. His fingers traced over each one of Remus' ribs, his tongue slowly teasing and tasting each one of those scars. He nipped softly at the large scar on the other's ribcage. It felt odd to him, those scars, but he loved them anyways. Sure, he would have loved Remus without those scars, but those marks made Remus seem like the most perfect thing on the entire planet. So Sirius had a thing for scars, that wasn't a big deal, was it?

He let out another sound, the grinding of his hips getting his own body excited. He was sure that Remus could feel his cock pressed down against his own, as Sirius ground his hips against Remus' harder, his lips and tongue still teasing the boy's chest. The fingers that had been tracing over Remus' ribs began to walk up the boy's exposed chest, and up his neck. He allowed his fingernails to softly graze the skin on Remus' neck, before moving up to the boy's mouth, tracing those reddened lips.


Sirius earned quite a few little groans and whimpers as he continued to play with Remus' body. A rather loud moan escaped the boy beneath him when his tongue ran over that big scar across his rib-cage. It was one of the most sensitive out of the lot, and he could see stars even in the darkness of the blindfold when Sirius began to tease and lick at it. 

As Sirius began to give him the friction he had been wanting oh so badly, this earned him another rather grateful whimper, his hips pushing up against Sirius, finding his cheeks starting to go pink from the speed to which his heart beat had increased. Sirius…was positively the very very best at all this. He had to be. There was no way anyone could be better.

Then, those fingers had trailed up, and they were against his lips. Remus, desperate to do anything at all, parted those full lips, loving the way he felt Sirius finger tips tugging his lips apart just a bit. His tongue darted out and he licked at the fingers there, curious to see what Sirius would do next.


He thought, for just a fleeting moment, that he would quite like to bottle up all those moans and whimpers, just so that he could keep them hidden away for himself, and listen to them whenever he wanted. He then decided he was completely crazy for thinking that. But gods, he loved those sounds. The only thing better would be if Remus was begging for something, though Sirius was sure he could get that sandy haired boy to beg for something eventually. As Remus pushed his hips up, Sirius pushed them back down again. That delicious sort of push and pull was exactly the kind of thing the dark haired boy lived for, sexually speaking.

The lick to his fingers sent a few shivers down Sirius' spine. He wasn't sure why, but he had a sneaking suspicion that it had something to do with how bloody fantastic Remus was at sucking him off. He'd have to remember to get another one of those sometime during the evening. His hips pressed down against Remus' for one more moment, hard, fast, before he lifted his hips up, relieving the both of them from that delicious friction for a little bit. His body, very slowly, very carefully began to edge downwards, his lips kissing their way down Remus' ribs, and towards the boy's stomach. He quite liked Remus' stomach as well. It was flat, but toned, and felt very soft to the touch. His free hand began to trace small little shapes on the skin over Remus' stomach, whilst Sirius' tongue was tracing odd little shapes around the boy's belly button. Quickly, almost as an experiment, Sirius nipped lightly at Remus' belly button, then a few more places a bit lower on the boy's body.

Sirius didn't want to take his hand away from Remus' mouth, but he was sure he'd be needing both of his hands in a moment. Tracing the boy's lips just one more time, Sirius brought his hand back down to where his lips were, and slowly, those fingers began to scratch and dig into the other's hips. “Your hips are bloody brilliant..” He murmured, lips kissing and teeth nipping over one of the bones on Remus' hip. That was true. If Sirius absolutely had to pick a favorite body part on Remus, it would be those hips. They are marvelous.

Remus let out a little whimper when the fingers were taken away from him. So he had an oral fixation, and wanted to suck on things most of the time, he couldn't help it! At school, it was sugar quills, and apparently over the summer, it was Sirius' cock and fingers. Whatever, he loved it and he just couldn't get enough. He soon let out a little squeak as Sirius began to nip at his tummy in various places, squirming underneath him. 

Bloody brilliant hips? he thought. That was a new one then, wasn't it? Still, he didn't want to argue. Besides, he quite liked Sirius' hips too, although he was sure he could find a million other parts of the other's body he loved just as much if not more. "T-thanks." he managed to mumble out, though he was finding it nearly impossible to stay still now. 

"S-sirius please." he began, though he stopped himself. No. He was not going to beg so easily. They had only been at it for a few minutes. Sirius would have to earn his begging, after what he'd put Remus through that day. Sure, this was pay back for Remus, but he could at least keep hold of himself and really make Sirius work for his prize, all things considered.


Ah, he was so close to making Remus beg, and then the other had just stopped. Well, that wouldn't do, not at all. Sirius was still that narcissistic git, after all. He loved it when his lovers moaned his named, and he loved it even more when they begged him. Quite a pair they made, Sirius and Remus. His tongue flicked out again, slowly tracing down the line on Remus' hip, then across the boy's pelvis, and back up the other line on his hips. So Sirius had a fetish for hipbones, he honestly couldn't help it either. His hands, finally moving from their place on Remus' hips, had found their way down to Remus' inner thighs, his fingernails digging into the skin there through the pants. Well now, that wouldn't do either. Those pants were going to have to go, that was certain.

It was then that Sirius had another brilliant little idea. His lips, finding their way down to the center of Remus' pelvis, kissed the fabric that was stretched tightly over Remus' erection. He could feel the heat coming up from the other boys' body, and it was fucking incredible, that feeling. He pressed another kiss to that fabric, nuzzling Remus' cock through his pants with his cheek. Sirius was a puppy dog, after all. Tilting his head up just slightly, he decided to try something he hadn't done in quite a long time. Using his canines, and his front teeth, Sirius bit the area above the button on Remus' pants and tugged. Thankfully, the pants had a snap for a button instead of an actual button. Within seconds, the button was undone. Smirking just slightly, his hands still tracing up and down Remus' thighs, Sirius took the zipper between his teeth and tugged down, his head moving slightly, until the zipper was all the way undone. He chuckled a bit at his own craftiness.

Once his work with Remus' pants fastenings were done, Sirius brought his hands to the fabric of the boy's jeans and tugged, leaving the underwear on for the moment. Once the pants were down to Remus' knees, he tugged them down the rest of the way and lay them atop the growing pile of clothes. Remus was now left in underwear and that blindfold. “You know..” He began, nudging Remus' legs apart once more, his face becoming even with the boy's crotch. “You should just never wear clothes.” Sirius let out a small chuckle once more, before dipping his head down, and placing a few kisses on Remus' inner thighs. While his lips were tackling one thigh, the other was being scratched and caressed with Sirius' expert fingers. He nipped at the skin on Remus' inner thigh, his face brushing against the boy's crotch every once in a while, completely on 'accident' of course.


Remus shimmied his hips in an attempt to help Sirius get his jeans off more quickly, but it didn't really make much of a different. Then, Sirius was nipping and licking at his inner thighs. It felt amazing, to say the least. Better than he thought such simple actions could feel. He was close to begging again, and no matter how badly he wanted to make Sirius work for it, he just couldn't hold back anymore.

"P-please Sirius, I…I want you to touch me…touch me there, my…my cock touch my cock." he begged softly, arching his back up off the grass, his face contorted in a sort of pleading pout type of expression. "I…I need it!" he whined, his voice rather desperate as well. Gods Sirius really did know how to drive him wild.


And there came the begging and the pleading that Sirius had been waiting for. And god, did he love it. His eyes glanced up at Remus from between the boys' legs, watching as his face started to pout, and his back arched up off the grass. Another smirk cut across his features. He really couldn't help it, this side of Remus was really too good. He could, and he would, answer Remus' plea, though not just yet. His fingers slowly walked themselves up to the waistband of the sandy haired boys' underwear, curlling his fingers under that waistband, and with most of the strength he could manage for such a feat, he tugged hard at the fabric until it had ripped, from the waistband, and down the boy's leg. He'd repair it once they were done, or he was sure Remus would do it. Whatever the case may be, he didn't have the time or the patience to bother with taking those off.

Once they had ripped, Sirius pealed the rest of the fabric off the boy's body, and laid the two pieces that used to be Remus' underwear atop the pile of clothes. Remus, Sirius' ever so adorable little werewolf, was now completely naked, completely ready to be taken by Sirius. The boy's eyes glanced back up at Remus for just a moment, before focusing back down at the prize infront of him. His hands slowly spread Remus' thighs apart once more, and fingernails dug hard into the skin there, while Sirius' mouth began to slowly place teasing kisses along the bends of Remus' legs, right near the boy's pelvic bone, and even more close to his cock. His fingernails raked up and down Moony's thighs, leaving faint red trails in their wake. He was sure that there would be marks at least somewhere from tonights little adventure, but that just made Sirius want it more.

It occurred to Sirius that he had never sucked anyone off before. Though he was sure he could do it well enough, being that he had had his cock sucked hundreds of times before, and he knew his way around his own penis quite well. That didn't matter so much, he decided. Slowly, he raised his head up, eyes glancing up at Remus, though his face stayed level with Remus' erection. He loved the look on Remus' face, he really really did. While one hand was still between the boy's thighs, now softly caressing the skin he had just scratched hard, the other hand had snaked its way up between Moony's legs, and slowly, Sirius wrapped his fingers around the base of Remus' cock, keeping it steady. Within seconds, Sirius snake-like tongue had flicked out, and he began to trace circles around the boy's swollen head, allowing a bit of the precum to collect on his tongue before pressing the tip of his tongue against the slit he found there. Pre cum tasted quite odd, though it wasn't anything too terrible. It wasn't as if he hadn't done this before. Though, truth be told, they had been women. He didn't mind the taste, though. It was different, interesting, but it was Remus, and Sirius was bound and determined to taste all of his new mate.


Remus let out a little squeak as his boxers were torn away from his body, leaving him completely naked out in the cool air, goosebumps forming all over his pale skin. His erection, throbbing almost painfully now, stood up in the air as well, hovering over his navel, casting a slight shadow over his tummy that seemed to throb just as the shaft itself did. Then, Sirius began to claw at his thighs and tease his tip. This won him a few well deserved whimpers, groans, and rather loud "S-Sirius!", a rather good prize for his efforts.

Remus couldn't help himself. He pushed his hips up in an attempt to feel more of Sirius' mouth, though it was futile of course. He wasn't really in a position that he could do too much. Oh, he could reach down and push Sirius head onto his erection, but he wasn't supposed to do anything at all, and he'd be damed if he was going to have Sirius' cock taken away for an entire month. That was cruel and unusual punishment! 

So, instead, he'd simply beg. "P-please Sirius, your mouth…so…hot and warm…need…need it…" he managed to get out without too much difficulty, though his words came out a bit jumbled thanks to the over stimulation of his senses.


Sirius could get used to this. He really could. He was already becoming addicted to the sounds Remus made, and when he begged? Sirius was almost down for the count right then and there. It amazed him, still, that Remus was so much fun to play with. That was saying a lot, as well, since Sirius had been with far too many people to count, anyone that stood out this much and was this bloody interesting had to be someone special. What do you give the boy who has it all? You give him a werewolf named Remus Lupin. He was reveling in all the begging he was hearing from the boy underneath him. Sirius was also surprised at how much fun he himself was having, which was something he would have never thought, what with the boy about to suck a cock for the first time in his entire life.

He let out a breath, hot against the wet and swollen tip. His eyes glanced back up at the boy, smirking a bit at those reactions, before he flicked his tongue out once more, and trailed the tip down the entire length of Remus' shaft. The boy felt hot against Sirius mouth, and against his hands. He was sure that must have been all that canine blood in Remus' system. That heat made him shudder, and he could feel an all too familiar twitching in his own pants. He trailed his tongue back up to the tip, and he pressed the softest of kisses against the slit once more. Truth be told, Sirius was a bit nervous about this. He wasn't sure how good of a gag reflex he had when it came to this sort of thing. But it was now or never.

Letting out another breath, Sirius parted his lips, flicking his tongue out to wet them slightly, a bit of a nervous habit, before slowly taking Remus' cock into his mouth. Bit by bit, inch by inch, his mouth enveloped Remus, tongue lapping at all of Remus' shaft that it could reach from the angle the boy was at. Down he went, taking more and more of the boy into his mouth, surprising himself at how comfortable this was, and how much he could take into his throat. Relaxing himself a bit, he went lower, until all of Remus was in his mouth. The boy wasn't too large, which was a blessing in Sirius' book. The dark haired male's nose was pressed against Remus' pelvis, and he stayed there for a moment, allowing his tongue to lap in places, and allowing his throat just a moment to adjust, before he pulled himself back up.

Once back at the tip, he gave Remus' cock another slow, teasing lick that encircled the tip, before dipping his head down once more, and taking Remus into his mouth and throat. He continued in this way, taking all of the boy into his mouth, allowing his tongue to lick and lap at ever bit of Remus that he could reach, before coming back up, flicking his tongue against the boys tip, and then back down again, over and over, faster and faster. He had no idea if this was what he was supposed to be doing, but he sure hoped it felt alright.


Remus had never felt anything quite as good as Sirius' mouth before. His hand couldn't even compare. He had a brief frantic thought, wondering if there was a way to duplicate this feeling with perhaps a spell, or something? So that the could feel it whenever he wanted to? Then, he reminded himself. Sirius and him were now together, so really, he could feel it almost whenever he wanted to, as long as Sirius was in the mood and willing to do it. Judging by Sirius' character, this would probably be as often as Remus liked.

He reached down, with a thought to tangle his hands in Sirius mop of thick dark hair, but reminded himself of the rules that were set for this particular play time, and instead gripped at the clumps of grass beneath him. He was panting quite heavily now, as well, his little chest rising and falling quite noticeably with each breath he took. Damn it, if Sirius kept this up for too much longer, he would likely be finished once again, and much sooner than he'd like to be.

Remus knees had bent almost of instinct by this time, and he had to bring a hand up to his mouth to bite down on a knuckle to keep from shouting too loudly. Though they could not be found, if Remus was loud enough, he was surely going to be at least heard. The last thing he needed was for James to hear him crying out Sirius name. 

He suddenly had a rather odd sensation. He felt…empty. But not empty in the sense that he was emotionless, or sad. Empty in the sense that he wanted something up his ass, and he wanted it NOW. No, he didn't want it, he needed it. It felt as if he needed to so badly, if he didn't get it, and get it soon, he might just die. 

"Sirius, please.." he whined as he reached down and pulled his knees up more by placing his hands behind his knees, which exposed his tight pink little entrance for Sirius to now play with as he pleased as well. "I…I need you…so bad…" he breathed softly, acting in a way that if you'd told him he would ever act in the past, he'd have most likely hexed you for telling such a blatant lie.


Sirius silently began to thank Merlin, God, and anyone else who was listening that he wasn't doing such a bad job at pleasing his new boyfriend. It seemed as though he was doing a damn good job, actually. That shouldn't have surprised him, seeing as how he was, after all, Sirius Black, god of sex. But it did anyway, in a very pleasant sort of way. It seemed as though he, Sirius Black, had somehow turned Remus Lupin into some sex fiend. It was all Sirius could do to keep from jumping up and down at this fact. Not only was he going to get regular sex, he was going to get fucking spectacular sex on a regular basis. That was something he could most definitely live with.

His head had came back up once more, allowing his tongue to play that soft little teasing game with Remus' tip, tracing those circles on his head, lapping up the precum that spilled every so often. It was then that Remus lifted his head up, and Sirius was able to see that entrance that he had violated not so long ago. So Remus needed him. Remus was begging him. The dark haired boy paused for a moment, his fingers stroking Remus' cock softly as he pondered this idea. He had used his fingers to pleasure the inside of women before. Hell, most women loved to be fingered that way. But were men the say? Would Remus like it? Sirius figured it was worth a try. That, and this session was Sirius doing whatever he wanted for as long as he wanted, wasn't it?

He bent down just a bit, pressing a soft kiss to the head of Remus' erection once more, using his free hand to spread Remus' legs apart a bit more, though they were already hoisted up in the air. That tiny, round, rosebud looking entrance that lead to Remus' Lupin's treasure trove of pleasure looked adorable, though that wasn't nearly the right word for it. His eyes glanced up at the blindfolded werewolf, before glancing back down at this new part of his mate that he was allowed access to play with. If he knew anything about the human body, he was sure that he would need some kind of lubrication for this. While still slowly stroking Remus' cock, Sirius brought his index finger and middle finger to his own mouth and began to suck on them softly, lathering them with his own saliva. Once they were coated to a constistancy that Sirius was pleased with, he reached out, tentatively, eyes looking up at Remus, while still managing to keep the boy's entrance in his sites. With his index finger, Sirius traced around that pink entrance, slowly, carefully, almost teasing in a way.

“Is this what you want?” Sirius asked, his voice turning to a whisper, though that hoarse and harsh sounding tone was back in his voice. Without another word, though he did take another breath, and kissed Remus' inner thigh softly, he slid his wet index finger inside the boy's entrance, as far as he could. If he remembered anything else about the human body, he knew that Remus had that sweet spot somewhere on the inside. Sirius' fingers were long, so he was sure with the right maneuvering he could touch that spot with his fingers. Once that index finger was in as far as he could get it, he slowly pulled the finger back, though leaving it inside, making a 'come here' sort of beckoning motion inside his mate. It was a soft, slow movement, but once he was done, he straightened his finger back out and did the beckoning motion again, before slowly sliding his finger back out, his fingertip still inside Remus' warmth, before pushing it back in, and doing that same beckoning motion. He really had no idea if this was at all pleasurable to Remus, but it felt quite interesting to Sirius, to say the very least.


At first, Remus didn't have any idea what Sirius was putting inside of him. It couldn't have been his cock, as that was much much thicker, which Remus was quite thankful for, really. Perhaps his wand? No, it was…his finger. Then, Sirius began to massage his insides, and do that oh so amazing little gesture with it, each time brushing right up against his prostate. Fuck…that felt amazing. He didn't think something as simple as a finger could provide so much pleasure, but hell, it was doing a marvelous job of it. 

He began to turn his head from side to side, little gasps and moans sounding each time Sirius managed to brush over that oh so fantastic spot that was hidden deep inside of his body. Every time he hit it, more precum leaked from his tip as well, and his cock jumped slightly. Fuck this felt good, but his cock was begging for attention again as well. He wanted both, he needed both, but he couldn't do anything about it. Or rather, wouldn't do anything about it.

If Remus was anything, it was strong willed. As much as he enjoyed reading, much of the time he spent studying was forced, perfect grades being the incentive for him to will himself to spend the extra time. So, just like those times, now he was using the incentive of being able to have all of this at any time he wanted, as a way to will himself to stay as still as possible. Of course, he was allowed to writhe in pleasure, and that he did. 

His little body squirmed this way and that in the grass, and his moans were becoming steadily louder with each stroke of his prostate, and soon, he was panting so heavily that he was becoming light headed. Once more, he had to do it. He had to beg. "Sirius…please, fuck me…I…I can't stand it…I need you inside…all of you…" he whispered as softly as he could, although it was nearly as loud as normal speech at this point.


It was once again that Sirius had almost forgotten about his own erection. Though, once Remus began to writhe in pleasure and moan louder, Sirius cock gave an almost painful throb and twitch. He'd have to do something about that, and soon. But he was having far too much fun teasing and toying with Remus that way. The werewolf was doing an excellent job of feeding Sirius' never-ending ego, what with moaning his name and begging so often. It was a wonder that Sirius had enough self control to not rip his own pants off and plow into Remus like he needed it to live. Though, honestly, he probably did.

There was a tugging in his groin once more, and his cock gave another almost painful throb when Remus begged Sirius to fuck him. Gods, did he want it. They both wanted it. For a brief second, Sirius had a strong thought about somehow, someone putting some aphrodisiac in the water, because he didn't have any other explanation for the two boys being so god damned horny for each other.

He gulped. He wanted to keep playing with Remus, he really, really did. But he needed to fend for himself now, and his cock was getting restless, sitting there without any attention at all. Sirius should be ashamed of himself. Well, he'd have time for that later. Allowing his finger to do that beckoning motion a few more times for good measure, Sirius slid his finger out of the other male, and got up on his knees in between the other boy's legs. He didn't have time to take off anything. Hell, he barely had the patience to undo the fastenings on his trousers. His fingers made quick work of those fastenings though, and within moments, he had his pants pulled down to mid thigh, and his underwear down as well.

It took him just a few seconds to steady himself, his cock now free of it's cloth-like-cage. Bringing his hands to the boy's thighs, he hoisted Remus' legs up and onto his shoulders. He was sure that he should have spent a little bit of time prepping Remus, but he couldn't waste another second. Not one single second. That beast inside of him, that canine lupine thing, had taken over completely. His eyes, half lidded, stared down at Remus who was still wearing that blindfold. Without warning, knowing full well that Remus couldn't see him, Sirius slammed his hips forward, his cock pounding into Remus hard, fast, deep. Before the boy had much time to adjust, Sirius had pulled out and thrust back in again. Over and over, his body moving like a frantic fuck machine. Tilting his head back, Sirius let out a loud, deep, rumbling sort of growl. Sirius was sure that anything that felt this good was surely against every single law that had ever existed, muggle and wizarding laws included.


Remus was just about to beg once more, as Sirius' finger did that ungodly motion inside of him, but soon, he was to be rewarded for his silence. HIs legs were being hoisted up, and for a brief moment, Remus wished he could gaze into his lover's eyes. That moment was gone quickly, though, as something much thicker than any wand or finger was shoved savagely into his poor, tight little hole. 

HIs mouth hung open wide in a silent scream now, the pain rather unbelievable. All the other times had been so much more gentile, even that time in the shower. He wasn't even given time to adjust to the pain as Sirius began to piston into him, his body trembling, tensing up all around the other's cock. 

It was lucky for Sirius that Remus enjoyed the pain, though. If he hadn't, the blind fold would've been torn off and Sirius would've been hexed beyond recognition. Fortunately, though, the pain only intensified the experience for Remus, and he lapped it up as if it were milk. Arching his back, he actually had to slide his wrists underneath the small of his back and hold them there to keep from reaching up and stroking himself to completion right then and there.

No, he was going to be a good little wolf boy and do exactly as his master had commanded. Lay there, do nothing but let Sirius explore his body. If Sirius deemed him deserving enough, he was sure that he would have his orgasm. If not, he would go without, like the bad little boy that he was. This train of thought only made Remus even harder and more desperate for release, though, and he was now mentally cursing himself for thinking that way.


If Sirius didn't know any better, he would have assumed that his very own werewolf was going to rip out of his body at any moment. Thrusting harder and faster, in and out of Remus, Sirius' head was thrown back once more, letting out a deep growling sort of moan. This was the sex he had been needing. This fast, rough, carnal sort of fucking that he only got every once in a great while. It was even better that he was getting to do it with Remus, since Remus was a damn good shag, even if the two had only done it twice. Well, three times, counting the current.

Sirius could feel those bolts of pleasure cascading through his body, and his back arched. Fuck, fuck this felt good. It felt more than good. It felt great, amazing, perfect. Why in Merlin's name had he and Remus not done this before. His hips were picking up their pace, and his eyes, the deep chocolate color turning to a jet black, half lidded, gazed down at his werewolf. Keeping one of his hands on Remus' hips, using that as leverage to tug the smaller male against him with every thrust, Sirius reached between Remus' legs with his other hand, and wrapped his fingers around the base of Remus' cock. Sirius could feel that pressure building up in his spine, and he knew he wouldn't be able to last for very much longer. That didn't matter so much to him at the moment, because the level of intense satisfaction and ecstacy that Sirius Black was feeling had no words to describe. He had never, not once, in his entire sexual life, shagged anyone like this. It was a first, and Sirius Black fucking loved firsts.

Using that hand on Remus' cock, Sirius began to stroke, matching those strokes in time with his thrusting, using his thumb to wipe away some of that precum that was seeping from Remus' erection. Sirius could feel it, that pressure building and building in his groin, the pressure that was begging and pleading to be released. But it wasn't time yet, no no, not yet. Sirius, that ever narcissistic, ever egotistical, ever the Casanova sex god, wasn't done yet. He let out another growling sort of moan, his head tilting forward for just a moment. “Remus..” He whispered between growls and pants, his chest starting to heave. “Cum for me..' He had said those words, the words he always loved saying in the middle of a good hard shagging session. “Cum..for me..” He said it again, his voice taking on an even rougher, hoarser, harsher tone. It was the beast inside him talking now.


Remus didn't think anyone could possibly move as quickly as Sirius was moving now, in and out, in and out. His head felt like it was in a daze, mind positively swimming in the fog of pleasure that had been created between the two. His eyes were rolling back, not that Sirius could see them, and not that it mattered either. He could already feel that pressure building even before Sirius had gripped his shaft. Somehow, Sirius had been fucking him so magnificently that he could've probably finished without even being touched. 

Then, he felt the hand on his shaft, and he couldn't help but cry out. Those words that followed as well, in that hoarse whisper that he so very much had come to love over the past few days, combined with Sirius' throbbing shaft plowing in and out of his tight little hole was far beyond enough. Remus arched his back, eyes closing tightly, mouth open in a cry of "Oh gods Sirius!" , all the muscles in his body clenching, white flashing across his vision even though his eyes were closed, and then it happened. 

He came harder than he'd ever come before, even in the past two days. Rope after rope of thick, hot, white cum shot from his cock all over his chest. The first bit actually made it up, landing across his cheek, as well as the second, and third. The fourth across the center of his chest, the next his tummy, and finally, his cock throbbed, leaking and oozing all over his belly button. 

Remus was in a daze once more, just as he had been the first time, only his body was still being used much more roughly. It begun to hurt a few moments after he'd come, but he didn't care. For all he cared, he'd lay there and get fucked by Sirius forever, simply going through cycles of pain, then ecstasy , if that's what Sirius wanted. He was now slave to Sirius' touch, and would do absolutely anything to please his lover.


Sirius could have died, right there, in that moment, and he wouldn't have cared. Feeling Remus' body tense up around his cock once more, Sirius threw his head back with a loud moaning growl. Then it happened. Remus came, causing his body to tighten and loosen and tighten again around Sirius' erection. The dark haired male could feel Remus' prostate pulsating against the head of his cock, an entire different sensation than he had ever felt. That, coupled with the screaming of his name caused Sirius to lose control completely. The dam broke, and he came hard. His back arched as far as he could go, sending his cock as deep as it could go, and he let out a breathing, whining, whimpering, growling moan that encompassed every single sound he could muster. The ribbons of his thick, hot cum shot over and over inside Remus, coating the other's insides. Sirius could have collapsed, died, been ran over with a truck, and he wouldn't have cared.

Flashes of colors began to pop up behind Sirius' closed as as he rode out the orgasm. He could swear that his skin was on fire, and his bones were made of jelly, but he didn't care. Those feelings were fucking beautiful, and they were perfect, and they were all thanks to Remus. Sirius couldn't think. That wasn't a rare thing, per say, but he literally just could not think. It was if his brain had stopped working for just a moment. Hell, he wouldn't be able to think if you paid him. He let out a final groan, and a shakey breath, before he let Remus' legs down slowly, and he collapsed on the ground next to his mate.

That was, without a single doubt, the best orgasm Sirius Black had ever had. And he had had thousands of them. If you asked him last month if the best orgasm he ever had would be all thanks to Remus Lupin, Sirius would have laughed in your face and called you a git. But now, Sirius didn't care about anything but this moment. He had no idea what time it was, what day it was, where he was. Hell, he barely even knew who he was at the moment. His eyes were closed tight, his chest heaving. He tried hard to catch is breath, but his heart just couldn't stop racing. He was sure that he would die from this feeling. Nothing this good could possibly be good for him, could it? Though, after a bit of time, his heart rate began to slow down, his chest began to stop heaving, and his breathing regained some semblance of normality. “F..fuck..” He said softly, slowly, finally opening his eyes to look at Remus, reaching out to tug the blindfold off the boy's face, giving the newly not-so-blindfolded boy a prize winning smile. “You are fucking mindblowing, you know that?”


Remus was laying there in a rather similar state to Sirius, his own mind rather blank at the moment. His chest was heaving as well, and he was simply trying not to just moan from how good the afterglow felt. He soon felt the blindfold being removed, and his brilliantly amber eyes blinked a few times, re-adjusting to the dim light outside, and attempting to focus on Sirius. He saw that smile, and heard what he said, and went a bright shade of pink all the way from the tips of his ears down to his toes. 

"I think you're…the mind blowing one." he breathed softly, leaning up with what little strength he had left and placing a soft kiss to his lips. "God fucking damn it for Merlin's sake, I love you Sirius Black." he said, falling back against the grass again. "I don't…think I've ever…felt…like that before." he said, still attempting to catch his breath. It seemed no matter how much oxygen he got into his system, it wasn't enough.