WOLFSTAR (AND HARRY POTTER) STORIES!!!

Chapter 41: Wolfstar

It was Christmas eve and instead of joining the others for the festivities like they should have, they were sitting together like they usually did.

Sirius was draped over the couch like a cat with Remus resting on top of him, who was quite absorbed in the book he was reading and blatantly oblivious to the world.

Remus's excuse for skipping out on the party was that he was Jewish and didn't celebrate Christmas. But the real reason was because he wanted to finish the book Peter had gifted him the day before for the last day of Hanukkah. Sirius's reason was solely so he could spend some private time with Remus without the rest of the Marauders, but he played it off like he was under the weather and needed some rest.

Sirius had his hand on the small of Remus's back, tracing small circles there as he stared at Remus's face silently.

He had always loved to watch the expressions on his boyfriend's face when he read. The small pull at the corner of his mouth when things were heating up, the breathless laugh that left his lips when something was amusing, the small crinkle between his brow when things got serious.

It was almost as if he could read the story through Remus's expressions. And he cherished all of it, since Moony was not one of many expressions when he wasn't reading. Only Sirius knew of these faces. They were his little secret, and he felt incredibly lucky to behold them.

Not that Remus was even aware of this , of course. He'd probably be extremely embarrassed if he knew he was making such faces without being consciously aware of it and never read in front of Sirius like this again.

Sirius felt very content lying there with Remus on top of him, and would have fallen asleep if not for the grumble that rumbled out of his stomach.

Yawning, Sirius went to move Remus gently off him, grazing his hands against the smaller male's sides to pick him up when suddenly Remus let out a loud squawk, rolling off Sirius onto the floor while holding his sides and looking guardedly up at the his surprised boyfriend.

It took a moment for Sirius to process what had happened, and when he did a mischievous smile slid onto his face.

"What was that?" he asked, his voice dripping with mock confusion. "Is my dear Moony...ticklish?"

Remus frowned up at Sirius, pursing his lips as his eyebrows drew together, considering the question before shaking his head. "No."

Sirius's smile widened. "Oh REALLY now. I think I'll have to test that out for myself."

Before Remus could even protest, Sirius was on top of him, pinning the smaller male's body under his own as he brushed his fingertips up and down Remus's bare sides.

The reaction was instant.

Remus started giggling uncontrollably, wriggling violently underneath Sirius.

"S-sirius!," Remus gasped between giggles. "Please, stop!"

And Sirius did stop, five minutes later when Remus managed to kick him in the groin, crawling as far away as possible from his assaulter before resting on the cool floor, thoroughly exhausted from giggling so much.

"How come I didn't know you were ticklish? I know everything about you," Sirius asked after a few moments, gingerly holding his still painfully throbbing crotch.

"I wasn't even aware I was ticklish," Remus replied, his voice hoarse from all that laughing. He had probably never laughed that much in his life.

After the pain subsided, Sirius cautiously made his way to where Remus was lying, plopping down beside his boyfriend. Remus curled up into a ball, protectively hugging his sides.