Wolf star

One shot wolfstar

"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, now fuck off" Remus replied raking a hand through his hair and looking sirius dead in the eye, the look was a warning one, one that said don't ask me again unless because I won't be responsible for my actions.
They were sitting in a transfiguration, which just happened to be Remus' least favourite lesson. The professor was lecturing about how to turn a goblet into a mouse and the specific and very detailed magic behind it and how it would take weeks of learning the basic manoeuvres before they would even begin to use real glasses.
James was at the desk behind them, sharing it with Peter, his head down snoring lightly. Peter was awake but his head was propped up by his elbow and he was drawing nonsensically on his parchment. Sirius was tipping his chair back and tickling James' nose with the feathery end of his quill, making his best friend squirm in deep slumber.
At the same time Remus was diligently taking notes and just wishing for it to be over so that he could escape back to his dorm, he was too keyed up to sleep like James and restlessly bored. It was hard for him to contain that especially on the days leading up to the full moon, he was two days away and he was just on the edge of exploding. And it also had quite a lot to do with a certain Best friend stretched out on the chair next to him, in order for Sirius to tickle James nose he had turned his body so t hat his arse was stuck in the air and his shirt was sinfully exposing his toned abs. Remus couldn't help but stare. Sirius' body was made for sex each muscle toned and chiseled to perfection. Remus could just imagine running his tongue over Sirius' chest hearing his moans and growls and his hands edged slowly downwards, tantalisingly close to where Sirius wanted them.
Remus earned himself detention by falling backwards off his chair dragging and then punching Sirius for laughing. Sirius earned himself detention for punching Remus back.

"If you hadn't fallen off your stupid chair-"
"If you'd kept your mouth shut-"
"If you weren't such a-"
"Do I hear talking back the there ?" Slughorn chuckled good-naturedly. "Keep it to a dull roar boys if you please? This is supposed to be a punishment after all! So lucky that you both landed hear eh? Much more interesting than writing lines, don't you think?" The professor returned to marking his papers and humming.
"Considering I'm elbows deep in cauldron scum, I'm having a hard time calling myself lucky," Sirius grumbled, shooting angry sideways glances at Remus. "Why do you look so damned happy?"
"Because you deserve it" Remus whispered. "And this isn't nearly as bad as it could of been." He continued to scrub the inside of his cauldron. " just shut up and scrub I want to leave here as soon as possible."
Sirius sucked at his swollen bottom lip petulantly. "You're a prat, why did you react so badly anyway? All I did was laugh at you."
"Because first of all it hurt and secondly it was your fault I fell off my chair in the first place." As soon as Remus said he he cursed himself and hoped Sirius hadn't heard him of had misunderstood. "What do you mean it was my fault? I didn't push you" Sirius grumbled. Remus seeing no possible way out of this without confessing his feelings towards Sirius told him that he had enough, declared he was done to professor Slughorn and stormed out.
Remus got half way down the abandoned corridor before Sirius caught him up. "Listen you great twat, you're hung up on one stupid mistake, I'm sor-" Remus cut Sirius off with a hard angry kiss. When Remus pulled away he stared dumbfounded at Sirius' blank expression. "Sorry I..." Sirius grabbed Remus and pulled him into a near by passageway. It was pitch black and neither of them could see their own hands in front of their faces but Sirius found Remus with perfect ease. They kissed and grabbed at one another's clothing in a blind hunt for something, anything because neither was sure what they wanted themselves. But in their primal conflict, nails were dragged across stomachs and clothes were wrinkled mercilessly with the clench and unclench of u satisfied hands.
Sirius was whimpering like a dog as the sensations were becoming too much but he couldn't stop because he'd wanted it for so long, waited for this day. Remus growled feeling it as he loses himself and desperately trying to hold onto the last pieces of his humanity as the wolf took over, making his mark on Sirius with his teeth, over and over. At one point he tasted blood.
"Your clothes. Off." Remus snarled.
Sirius was stunned at first, enjoying this new side of moony the side of wild abandon and furious passion. Sirius obeyed he started with his buttons but Remus was too impatient and proceeded to tear his shirt off popping all the buttons before doing the same to his. Their hands were pulled by a force Sirius could only describe as cosmic towards each other's bare skin.
Sirius was harder than he'd ever been in his life, something that terrified and thrilled him, because he could feel Remus' cock aligned right alongside his equally as stiff. Sirius worked furiously on Remus' belt pulling hard at the leather. Remus swatted his hands away and made fast work of the belt and then went to Sirius' which he also pulled off with ease and shoved his trousers down to his ankles allowing Sirius to hop awkwardly out and then drag Remus' off as well.
"You like this right?"
"Yeah" replied Remus fuzzily, feeling Sirius' mouth on his neck. "Yeah I like this."
"Good, so do I" Sirius gasped when Remus' hand skimmed the front of his tented shorts and he inserted his own hand into Remus' underpants grasping firmly but gently around his aching cock. Remus' mind went completely numb for the next too hours while his body took over, because the call to touch and be touched by Sirius was stronger than anything he had ever felt before.