A week later
‘Oh Sweet Merlin, Remus!’
Remus grinned proudly around Sirius' shaft as his finger brushed over the small bundle of nerves he'd been searching for deep inside the other boy. The Animagus swore loudly then arced off the bed as if he'd been electrocuted as Remus stimulated the tissue again. Remus' mouth slipped off his cock as he moved, and Sirius let out a cry of protest, reaching out to grasp handfuls of silky brown hair.
'Bloody, buggering hell!' he gasped frantically, trying to drag Remus' mouth back to his groin. 'Don't fucking stop now!'
He tugged insistently at the locks and Remus, with a yelp of pain and a glare at the brunette, lowered his head. Sirius sighed as the hot, wet mouth surrounded him once more, tongue dipping into the tiny, leaking slit at the tip and making him groan. Remus thrummed his finger against the sensitive gland, almost gagging as Sirius' hips leapt off the bed with each pass, forcing his dick further into Remus' throat than was comfortable.
Working the head of Sirius' cock with his tongue - the way he knew drove Sirius completely insane - Remus was soon rewarded with a choked, 'Fuck, Moony!' before he had to swallow fast as Sirius' orgasm broke in waves over him.
Pleased with himself, Remus licked the softening cock clean as Sirius collapsed back onto the bed, panting hard and whimpering from the pain-pleasure sensation of soft muscle stroking over-sensitive flesh. He carefully withdrew his fingers from the other boy’s slick back passage and reached for his wand to clean them up, his own earlier release still sticky on his stomach. He smirked down at the sated and completely limp body spread across his bed.
‘I found it then?’ he asked smugly and Sirius nodded slowly.
‘Uh huh,’ he murmured faintly.
Remus waved his wand and cast the Scourgify, snickering at the expression of stunned bliss on the other boy's face.
‘Told you it was good,' Remus said and Sirius smiled lazily.
‘Mmm,' he agreed, then said, 'Hard to find though. You were fiddling around for ages.’
Remus frowned at this slight on his efforts. ‘Yeah, well, I know where it is now,' he muttered, throwing his wand back onto the side table.
‘Yes, you do,' Sirius agreed with a leer, but Remus was distracted by the leaking tube next to his wand.
‘And I won’t use as much of that lube next time,' he mused aloud, frowning at the clear gel. 'It made everything too slippery...and it's gotten every-bloody-where.'
‘Remus, stop analysing this,' Sirius said impatiently. 'You did a fucking marvellous job of fingering my arse. Now come and give me a hug, you mutt.'
‘Merlin, you can be foul sometimes,' Remus complained half-heartedly and Sirius laughed as he pulled the werewolf down on top of him.
'I know,' he mumbled into Remus' hair. 'Me? Cuddling? It's revolting, an abhorrence, an abomination...'
Remus kissed him smack on the lips to shut him up, then grinned as Sirius nuzzled his face into the crook of his neck, kissing the spot where neck met shoulder.
They curled around each other, loosened bodies touching in so many places it was impossible to tell where one ended and the other began. Limbs were like lead, draped over and under and around; they felt heavy with satisfaction and pleasant exhaustion, yet as light as air at the same time.
Sirius sighed contentedly.
This is what happy feels like.
‘Why didn’t we do this a long time ago, Moony?’he asked softly, his lips dragging over Remus' sweat-salty skin.
