Content warning: fucking. Fucking on the table. Ion know what to tell you man, they're just fucking lol.
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Remus' fan's whirring was white noise in their study session. Sirius had come over to the latter's dorm as he was paired up with Remus for this semester's study buddy. Their rival tension apparantly did more than just motivate them.
Sirius glances from his lecture sheet to the man sitting across him. He annoyedly scowls.
Remus bloody Lupin. The professor's favourite. Aside from being crazily intelligent, kind, and lovely, he was the only student that could egg Sirius. Seeing this, the professor thought it would be right to pair fire and water together.
"Glaring at me won't give you an A Black."
Sirius scoffs. "But glaring at you satisfies my annoyance."
Remus looks up with a playful smile. "Yeah ? What else does it satisfy ?"
"Nothing Lupin. Don't get ahead of yourself."
They both know it's a lie. Remus was a tree Sirius would climb any day if the chance ever reveals itself. His brown curls mixed with those dreamy honey eyes, Remus was an angel in human form.
"Maybe if I use this, I'll actually see something good on you." Sirius stands from his chair to pluck Remus' glasses off his nose.
Remus watches with amusement. Sirius was like an angry chihuahua each time they banter. Now, he just looks adorable instead of threatening.
But.. there was a whisper of something else in Remus' head. Watching Sirius look at himself on his phone camera, wearing his glasses, gave Remus an unholy scene. He wonders how Sirius will look like, debauched in what's his.
"How about this... let's play a game."
Sirius perks up. "What game ?"
"I'll reward you each time you get a practise quiz number right."
Remus feels something rub his calves, gliding higher and higher up his knee. Sirius eyes him.
"Correct me if I'm wrong but are you implying a different kind of reward? Something that involves... this ?"
Sirius' foot grazes against Remus' inner thigh, flicking his zipper. The taller catches his ankle, making sure it doesn't do more.
"That is if you'd like to. I don't know if I'm up to The Sirius Black's standards."
Sirius shucks his foot out of his hold and walks to him. Placing on leg over, he settles on Remus' lap. Then, tentalizingly slow, Sirius leans to press kisses around his jaw and up to his ear.
"Oh don't tease me Lupin. I've heard some things about you too."
***
"Re- ah ! Please-"
What began as an academic tutoring became another type of tutoring.
"Write the correct answer for number 3," Remus thrusts in harder. "And maybe, I'll let you cum."
His keeps his thumb steady, covering Sirius' tip. It's amazing how Remus' roommates hadn't come knocking at their door. Perhaps they've gone out the second they heard Sirius moan.
Speaking of Sirius, he was having his guts rearranged while having to think of some theorem he could care less about. His tears and the loosely gripped pencil turned the book page into complete mess. Not to mention, the glasses he snatched from Remus' nose had fogged up, barely staying on his face.
"It's A ! The answer's A !" Sirius yelps, his hands scrambling over the paper filled table for purchase.
Remus pauses and that's how Sirius knows he fucked up.
The taller, still panting, leaned over his shoulder. Sirius could feel the metal chain of Remus' necklace tickling his nape. Then, Remus plucks the pencil out of Sirius' hand and circled option C.
"Why would the central bank increase OCR if they wanted the economy to grow ?" Remus tuts. "C'mon Black, have I fucked you dumb already ?"
Sirius whines. "S'not my fault ! Try having your back broken-"
Remus chuckles, lifting the smaller's right leg to rest on the table. "Well, if you actually studied, you'd know the answer even when I'm folding you in half."
With the new position, Sirius could feel Remus in his stomach. The force jostling him up the table. For a second, Remus takes Sirius' shirt, slipping it around the owner's hips to better angle his thrusts.
"Same rules. Get the last question right then I'll let you off."
Sirius twists to glare at Remus. "You're evil ! Fuck you-"
Even then, Remus had the audacity to smirk. "That's what I'm doing love. Your job is to get. the. answer. right."
Punctuating each word with a snap of his hips.
Sirius grabs the damn pencil, gripping it like a toddler. His mind was a puddle at this point. Making sense of the words written was such a difficult task. Especially when his moans are punched out of him.
"I ha-have 2 guesses ah-"
Remus humors him. "Go on."
Sirius sniffs. "Nngh.. it's A."
"A ? You really think it's A ?" His tone dangerously teasing.
"Ah ! No- no no no !" Sirius rattles the second Remus fucks him harder. "It's B ! Answer's B ! Please Remus- Ah !"
Remus lets the shirt go. Instead placing his palms on the table, caging Sirius' body with his.
"Ah ah- please Remus. I can't- can't hold it anymore. I got it, right ?" Sirius hiccups.
"Shhh baby." Remus kisses his temple. He could feel the smaller's body tremble all over. "You got it love. Cum."
Sirius jolts. His knees gotten too weak to hold his body up.
"Sirius ? Hey !"
If it weren't for Remus, he would've fallen. They slowly sink back on the chair, catching their breath. Sirius leans his head on Remus' shoulder while the taller kisses his face.
"I am never EVER studying with you again."
Remus rolls his eyes. "Sure. I totally believe you."
***
A few days later, Sirius finds himself flipping through his test sheets while he leans on Remus' chest.
"I hate you." Sirius says. "I'm never studying with you again."
Remus nodds. "Uh huh. I mean I did help you get a bright red A+ on that paper."
Sirius turns to jab a finger on his chest. "Yeah, an A at the cost of my lower back !"
"Fair trade I say."
Remus smiles mischievously as Sirius' face gave his real opinion off. He couldn't help hugging and squeezing his adorable little rival-turned-boyfriend. After a while of teasing, they settle again. Returning to look through the completed exam.
"So," Remus clears his throat. "I uhh I have this business quizz wednesday next week...."
"What are you implying Lupin ?" Sirius feigns innocence.
"By the way you're pressing your ass on me, I'm guessing you already know."
Sirius smirks, making a mental note to clear his schedule on wednesday.
