wolfstar oneshots 💕 (Finished)

133. Muddy

Someone said theyd like to know what happened in wolfstars argument from the last chapter. Nyeh sure why not
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Mud tracks on the mat.

Mud tracks on the doorway.

Mud tracks everywhere.

"SIRIUS BLACK !"

Ah shit. He's using Black instead of Lupin. That means Sirius is in big trouble.

"Yes ?" Sirius slowly turned around, like a child caught being naughty

"Your boots ! Look at the floor." Remus sighed.

Sirius double cursed inwardly. "Right yeah, I was in a hurry. Forgot to open them. I'm sorry."

The other pinched the bridge of his nose. "Just clean it up please. It's your mess anyway."

Remus loosened his tie and stepped away. Instead of grabbing the mop, he went to unlock the door. "Shouldn't you be getting something to wipe it up ?"

Sirius shouldered his gym bag. "Cmon, this one time only dear please. It's only a few on the floor, I'll clean it when I get back I swear."

Remus wanted to implode. "By then it'll be hard to get off the floor. It's literally a 5 minute work !"

"I have swim practice in like 15 minutes. I'm terribly sorry love. This will be a one time thing only I promise. I'm-"

The look Remus gave him was enough to send chills down his spine. His tousled, brown hair came to cover his eye slightly. The half loose tie still hanging on though 3 buttons were off.

He inched closer. "You think you're getting away ?"

Sirius hated Remus' height advantage. The few centimeters gave him this intimidating aura. Especially when he's glaring at him like that.

"You have to learn your lesson." The professor said lowly.

"I-"

What's with him and getting stuck between doors and his husband ? Remus face only an eye away from his. He felt his face grow hot.

"Hmm ? Not gonna answer ?"

Sirius knows it's not the right time but he had to close the distance. It wasn't his fault ! Remus just had to look so... inviting.

When he pulled away, his husband's lips were glossy from his own. Remus glare turned into shock. His cheeks copied the blush on Sirius'.

A hand held his chin, forcing him to look up. Remus' brown eyes bore into his. From this angle, his eyes were half lidded. Adding to the Never-ending butterflies in Sirius' stomach.

"Nice try. But you're still not getting away."

Just when Remus closed in again, Sirius' phone rang from his pocket. He heard the other hiss and click his tongue in annoyance. Still, he continued and claimed Sirius' lips as his own. While his hands wandered to the back pockets.

Their heavy make out ended with Remus turning his back on him.

"Yes James ?"

"Oh hey moons ! Where's Sirius ? He's supposed to be here 30 minutes ago."

Remus has, what Sirius describes as, soft chocolate eyes. Sweet shades of brown, a delicacy to stare at. But right now, his eyes were the color of oak trees in the dark of night, piercing and stern.

"He's not gonna come today. He's got something up."

With Remus, Sirius has to read between the lines. Those sentences tell him enough of what's on the agenda this evening. He's got something up and, well, he's not coming today. Maybe you can read between the lines too ;)

Sirius gulped and ran over to the mop for a quick cleaning while Remus was busy with James as the two caught up. Being team captain is fun like that.

By the time their done, the floor was spotless. Remus set the phone on their table and walked around.

"Mmm clean. That's more like it."

Sirius felt small under his gaze. He likes it though. It's nice being the one chased and hunted down for once.

"Am I off the hook then professor ?" He smiled coyly. His fingers took ahold of the tie around Remus' neck. This reminds him of a crappy schoolgirl scenario but whatever.

Remus swiped his bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. The swollen, pink flesh soft as ever. "Nope." He said, popping the 'P'.

That made Sirius jutt his lip out. "Then what are we going to do professor ?"

With each sentence, he drops one article of clothing.

"Haven't I cleaned the floor already ?" Team uniform jacket off.

Remus stepped back, playing along with Sirius' game. "Mhmm you have."

"Haven't I done what you've asked for already ?" His white shirt joining his jacket on the floor.

Remus swept along the swimmer's body. It is true when they say, "swimming is good for you." He's trying his best to look at his husband respectfully. Dirty thoughts pushed to the furthest Sirius shaped corner of his mind.

Sirius was all up against him. Pointer finger playing idly with his shirt button. Remus held it up to his lips and pressed a kiss. He then leaned close to his ear. Breathy and deep the way Sirius likes it.

"You've already cleaned the floor, on your knees then."

That was the beginning and the end of all things pure.