||*. 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓔𝓻𝓪 𝓞𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼/𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼

Saved Me (Wolfstar)

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Summary: Sirius and Remus kiss at a party to make Sirius' ex jealous, but they get so into the heated make out sesh that they forget why they were even doing it in the first place, they kept going!

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The air was hot and humid, the laughter and the alcohol seeped breaths of people floating about in the atmosphere. Sirius observed the sight of all these horny teenagers, all locked up in one tiny room, alcohol running through their systems, and unsupervised. Many of them were on the dance floor, grinding against each other, others were near the snack tables, being a typical fatass. But some of these people--including dear old Moony--were sitting on the couches, conversing amongst each other. But of course, as always, Remus Lupin was not talking to anybody! In fact, unsurprisingly, he was paying complete attention to the book in his calloused hands.

He took a swig of his drink, his eyes piercing right through his best friend. This was the first time Remus had allowed Sirius and the others to dress him up perfectly suited for a party. It was the last game of their year, and Sirius was insistent on giving him a bit of glam. Well, he had lied. He had given Moony so much glam, to the point where people's eyes would not stop staring. Jealousy swarmed like bees in the Black's stomach.

Remus was currently wearing some winged black eyeliner, a cropped muggle T-shirt with some random band on it called 'Metallica', and some ripped jeans with a royal blue color. He was reading his favorite book, and he had a glowing red solo cup in one of his hands, taking an occasional sip out of it.

The cup in Sirius' hand suddenly burst, catching the attention of some people, who quickly tore their eager eyes away when they realized there wasn't a fight. He sluggishly looked down at his now soaked hands, drunkenly wondering why his drink exploded, before turning his attention back to Remus, and realizing that it was the blonde-haired boy's doing. He had a slight grin on his face as he shoved his wand back into his pocket. Sirius grinned, oh moony, you tease.

He was about to make his way towards his best friend, when the portrait to the common rooms slid open, a bright light making its way into the room, plastering itself fully on the walls. He squinted with a grunt, raising a tattooed hand in front of his eyes. As the 'door' closed, he lowered his hand, wanting to take a swig of his drink but then remembering how Moony oh-so kindly made it erupt. He sighed, raising his head. And then he froze.

His ex was standing right there in front of him, surrounded by his friends. Sirius hummed in amusement, sliding his tongue against his teeth and drowsily making his way over to Remus on the couch. He looked back just once and snapped his head forward in regret after making direct eye contact with him. He could practically hear his footsteps through the loud room as he attempted to navigate his way like a GPS tracker all the way over to the black-haired male. He began to fasten his pace, bumping into people and muttering a silent 'excuse me'.

"Sirius! Hey, wait up!" The evil boy yelled, and Sirius shook his head in denial, finally managing to reach Remus. The taller boy looked up through his lashes, taking a dramatic sip through his cup. He raised a brow when Sirius still didn't speak. He could feel his eyes staring at him. Looking through him and into his soul. He did NOT miss that feeling. Not anymore.

"Pads? You good?" Remus laughed, worry etched into the crevices of his face. Sirius cleared his throat playing around with the ends of his sleeves, "I need a favor, my dear Moony."

Remus sighed, standing up to his full length after setting his book–with a bookmark in–and cup down on a nearby table. "What now?" He spoke, probably expecting Sirius to say he murdered someone. Said boy let out a shuddered breath, closing his eyes, hoping Remus could understand him in this drunken state. Somehow, he did, because when he opened his eyes, the blonde-haired boy was glaring directly at his ex.

He gasped as he felt his hands wrap fully around his waist, his head nuzzling into his shoulder, gulping his bitter–alcohol infected–saliva when he felt delicate tiny kisses being laid against his skin, hot gusts of air prickling onto his shoulder. "I saw him, just play along." Remus spoke into his ear, and Sirius nodded, squeezing his very muscular arm in thanks. He blessed the inner Moony-wolf for this beautiful sight.

He bit back a moan when Remus began to suck onto his neck, reaching up into his hair to flip it to the other side of his shoulder, allowing more room for Remus' mouth. He still felt his exes eyes on the both of them, but this time he knew it was one of shock and surprise. Didn't expect this one, did you? Sirius smiled, moaning right into his friend's ear at the feel of his hands on his arse. "Is he still looking?" Remus uttered, his voice husky and sliding into his ear, and it definitely wasn't unwelcome. "Yes." He spoke breathily, cursing under his breath when feeling Remus' hands push down onto his arse, his mouth now inching along his jaw.

He laughed as Remus slammed him into the wall, sliding one of his thighs between his legs. He let out a strangled moan as he grinded his hips down, the heat rushing right down to his cock. "Is this okay, Pads?" Moony groaned, and Sirius nodded frantically, gripping onto the front of his friend's shirt in the worry that he might pull away. He felt Remus' lips on the corner of his mouth and he whined, enough!

He grabbed the collar of his shirt, slamming their lips together. They didn't notice the absence of his exes stare. They both ran their hands all over each other hungrily, like starved men on the battlefield, like animals rummaging through garbage for a sliver of food. Sirius felt the glide of his tongue against his red lips and he loosened his jaw, allowing Remus to take full control of him. Oh, he loves the idea of that.

His hands slid up and down his chest, feeling every single crevice and dip engraved in his body, allowing Remus to do the exact same to his tight waist. Their open bodies in the cropped t-shirts slid against each other and the feeling of it made them both moan into each other's mouths. Remus pulled away for air, and they both just stood there, staring at each other in absolute jaw-dropping shock. Remus gulped, stepping back and rubbing his hand against the nape of his neck, "Uh, he left."

Sirius laughed forcefully, nodding his head vigorously, "It appears so!" There was complete silence, besides the blasting music and the chit-chat of other people in the room. Other people who were so distracted and/or drunk they hadn't noticed the interaction between the two marauders. Oh the absolute drama that would've caused!

"So um, thanks, Moony." Sirius spoke, finally being able to look him in the eyes when catching his breath. Remus turned to him with a genuine smile, "Anytime Pads, I know how he treated you."

Sirius walked over to Remus, his arms folded on his chest and Moony's hands in his pockets, fiddling around with his wand. "Are we going to talk about this at all?" He questioned hesitantly, picking at his leather jacket. Remus stared at him, god he was so enchanting. Why is he so enchanting!? Is it the Incest!?

"Remus?" He spoke, his brows furrowed, laughing when Remus shook his head, stuttering over his words. Smiling, he spoke, "Depends, do you?"

Sirius bit the inside of his cheek, nodding slightly and Remus smiled, "Well then so do I. But first," he grinned, "we'll wait till you're sober."

The black-haired boy laughed, nodding his head, allowing his body to be cradled by the taller male. "But is it a yes?" He slurred, and Remus scoffed, running his hands through Sirius' hair. "Yes, yes it is."

Sirius smiled, hiding it in his friend's chest, I thank my ex for this!

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