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Wolfstar

Hi guys, I meant that it's been a while since I posted anything
And I think I've already brought their story, But I was crazy about one of their stories and I found this I think this is the heaviest there will be here . I didn't find this one on tumblr

I'll put the link to the story , Making it very clear that she is not mine

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/62686354.

                               the depths of his desire
by blondeniallsgf

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Minor or Background Relationship(s), James
Potter/Lily Evans Potter
Characters: Additional Tags: Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Lily Evans Potter, James Potter
Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff and Smut, dating apps,
Remus Lupin & Lily Evans Potter Friendship, Sirius Black & James
Potter Friendship, Texting, Sexting, Masturbation, Hair-pulling, Anal
Fingering, Flirting, Meet-Cute, Alternate Universe - Muggle, Lily and
James are so funny, Teasing, Rimming, Oral Sex, Face-Fucking, Anal
Sex, Happy Ending, smutty smutty fluffy fluffy, idk i just love wolfstar
man, Not Beta Read, Phone Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Car Sex, remus eats
arse GOOD in the back of sirius' car, Porn With Plot, Remus Lupin is
Obsessed with Sirius Black, like im talking OBSESSED, bro is in love,
Sirius Black is Obsessed with Remus Lupin, this was supposed to be 2k
words, who needs therapy when you have wolfstar, Hand Jobs, Frottage,
they're in love your honour, Multiple Orgasms, Dom/sub Undertones,
Coming Untouched
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2025-02-01
Words: 19,200

Summary
Lily encourages Remus to turn to Tinder for a night of good old phone sex with a stranger.
That's all it's supposed to be, but when the stranger turns out to be Sirius Black, Remus can't
stay away.
The phone sex is heavenly, but Remus knows he'll never have the pleasure of fucking Sirius
in real life.
That is until Lily brings Remus over to meet her new boyfriend, whose roommate turns out to
be the man that's been plaguing Remus' dreams for weeks.
Notes
here is 19k of wolfstar smut & fluff lol
See the end of the work for more notes"I've truly never been this bored in my entire life. The only interesting part of the month has
been talking to you, and I can only do that on the phone!" Remus drawled dramatically,
draped over the soft grey reading pillow on his too-small sofa as Lily laughed at his theatrics
over FaceTime. "You laugh now, Lily Evans, but you will regret it when I'm too busy to
answer your calls."
"You're cute, Remus, truly. But if memory serves me correctly, you were the one who phoned
me," she recalled smugly, the pretty smirk on her face unhelpful to Remus who was doing his
best to keep his forlorn expression. Damn Lily and her outrageous beauty.
He huffed. "Remind me to never do that again."
But Lily only laughed gleefully at her best friend. "Come off it, love. There's plenty to do!"
"Like what?" Remus asked blankly. "Sit around twiddling my thumbs and missing you while
you're off frolicking in a foreign land?"
"While it's sweet how much you love me, I'm not in a foreign land, and I'm definitely not
frolicking. Remind me, are you studying the Performing Arts, or..."
Remus rolled his eyes, smiling despite himself. "Quiet, you. This isn't 'Make Fun of Remus'
hour. Honestly, woman."
Grinning, she said: "Isn't it? I must be confused," she checked her watch, studied it for a
moment and looked back up with furrowed brows. "Is your watch broken?"
"I hope you know that if you were here right now, I would be smacking a pillow right in your
face."
"I mourn the lost opportunity," she teased. Settling back, her face turned serious once more.
"Are you alright, Remus?"
He hummed, picking at the loose threads of his worn jumper. "'m fine. I just miss you."
"I'll be back soon. I could probably manage a visit this weekend if you'd like?"
"No," Remus protested immediately. As much as he wanted to see her, he wouldn't disrupt
her while she was off in Birmingham for her sister's wedding. "No, don't worry about it.
Petunia would have your head."
Lily rolled her eyes. Yeah, Remus could imagine. "She's gone round the twist, you know? I
mean, why does she need me here for a whole month? I'm not even Maid of bloody Honour!
And yet, she interrogates me when I leave for groceries! 'Where do you think you're going,
Lily?' and 'If you've got time to lean, you've got–'" she cut herself off with a frustrated
groan. "I might not make it back to London alive."The grimace on Remus' face was very telling. He wasn't very fond of Petunia Evans, soon to
be Dursley. "I'm sorry, Lils. You've only got ten days to go, then you'll be back with me, and
we can have like, a year-long sleep over."
"Wish it would start now. Can't even take one day to myself. It's a three-hour drive, Remus. I
could spend a day with you and be back before 9. I'm going fucking bonkers."
"I know, love," Remus nodded, understanding her irritation. If it were him, he wouldn't last
two days. But he was an only child, something that he despised in childhood, but something
he was feeling rather fortunate for at the current moment. "Me too. It'll be over before we
know it, though."
For a minute, Lily didn't respond. She kind of just stared at the camera blankly, seeming to
be lost in thought. Then, a mischievous grin formed on her face and Remus was shaking his
head "No" before she even said anything.
"I've just had the most perfect idea!"
"Whatever you're about to say; no."
"Dating apps," she told him anyway.
His eyes bulged cartoonishly. "What? No!"
"You're bored, lonely, feeling sorry for yourself and sexually frustrated. It's a great idea!"
Lily exclaimed, a smirk pulling at her lips.
"Literally when did I mention being sexually frustrated?" Remus asked with his lip curled at
the idea of being on a dating app.
She studied him, amused. "You didn't have to. I can smell it through the phone."
"My sex life is very active, thank you very much," he lied.
Lily just snorted. "Yeah, okay, Remus," she said mockingly.
"Whatever. I'm not going to meet people online just for a quick fuck. Have you met me?"
"That isn't at all what I suggested, Remus," she told him, still grinning evilly. This woman...
"Get on Tinder or something and play smash or pass! Phone fuck if anyone catches your
fancy."
"Phone fuck?" Remus repeated, feeling way out of his depth. "Thats like... I mean, I can't do
that!"
"And why not?"
"Well... it's embarrassing for a start. And who would want to have phone sex these days?"
Remus asked her incredulously."You'd be surprised," she said, eyes twinkling with mirth. He could only imagine all of the
phone sex she had been having with her new boyfriend. He rolled his eyes. "Consider it?"
The sound of Petunia's whiny voice reached Remus' ears. She was calling out for Lily,
sounding to be in a bit of a strop. Remus recoiled. "Fine. I'll consider it."
"Good!" Lily teased. Her face changed to quick annoyance when her sister's voice got louder
and even more high-pitched. "Duty calls. I've got to go but call me tomorrow. And have
phone sex for the love of God. I expect details."
"Yeah, yeah. Bye, Evans. All my luck."
"And all my love. Talk soon, love."
The call was cut, and Remus was not downloading fucking Tinder.
-
Remus had no idea what photos to use for his Tinder profile. He wasn't really the picture
taking kind of guy.
Which only meant one thing. He would have to put his pride on the line and ask the only
person who he let take pictures of him for help.
Remus: You're gonna laugh, but...
Lily: What have you done this time?
Remus: I need you to send me pictures of myself.
Remus: Nothing ugly, please.
Lily: Ugly? Not possible
Lily: Give me a sec
Remus: You're amazing.
Lily: Tell me something I don't know
Lily: *24 attachments sent*
Remus: Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Lily: Care to tell me what this is about?Remus: ...
Remus: No.
Lily: So you wouldn't like my help choosing which ones to use for you Tinder profile?
Lily: No problem
Lily: Good luck
Remus: Fucking hell. Fine.
Remus: But you should know that I am not happy about this.
Lily: Yeah, yeah
Lily: How many do you need?
Remus: 6 to fill the profile, but I've already got 2 that I think are alright so if you could
choose 4, I'd very much love you forever.
Lily: Fine but you have to show me the other 2
Sighing, Remus opened his camera roll. He wasn't a fan of taking pictures of himself, but he
had a few that he took in moments of false confidence. The first was a mirror selfie taken in a
tall, narrow wall mirror in dim lighting. Remus only meant to take a photo of his outfit to
send to Lily. He wore baggy grey trousers that were held up with a black leather belt, his
favourite pair of black Doc Marten boots and an oversized, white, long-sleeved button up.
The cuffs were open and folded back, displaying his array of silver rings. What he didn't
expect after taking the picture was to look at it and think oh.
His hair looked tousled in a careless way, face blank but not in a closed-off sort of way, but
rather a casual indifference. And well... Remus knew he was tall, standing at a solid 6'3 on
bare feet, but he looked so tall.
The second photo was a picture of him in bed with only the dim lamp light brightening the
room. Shadows were cast upon his face in a charming way, his hair was splayed messily
across his white sheets, and he wore a hidden smirk that looked cheeky, satisfied even. That
made Remus laugh, because that photo was taken right after he ate a whole tub of double
chocolate ice-cream, not after a pleasant fuck, which is what it looked like. His eyes looked
tired, but that was due to the fact that he had cried to Dead Poets Society whilst eating said
ice-cream.
Remus never thought himself to be attractive, but even he could see that he looked good in
these photos. Sexy?
He cringed at the thought. Sexy was not a word he would use to describe himself. Hopefully
someone on Tinder would, though.Remus: *2 attachments sent*
Lily: Aren't you the most dashing man in all of England ;)
Remus: Please don't make this worse than it already is.
Lily: I'm serious, Remus. You look fucking hot
Lily: I'm all flushed and everything
Remus: Hilarious. Chosen anything yet?
Lily: *4 attachments sent*
Lily: These are lovely, babe. You'll have all the boys knocking down your door
Remus: I bloody hope not.
Lily: Such a downer. You need to relax! Just have fun and don't think too hard about it. I've
seen you flirt. You're a natural, weird as it is. So awkward, yet so fucking flirty once you
have a drink in you
Remus: I know I'm being a miserable git, but this is new territory for me, and I don't think
drunken flirting will help me here.
Remus: All I want is to properly get off.
Lily: That's what most people on those apps want, babe. Don't stress it. You could always
just block people if you feel uncomfortable. You could even just delete the app if it turns out
to be something you aren't interested in. It's not like you're looking for anyone romantically,
right?
Remus: No, definitely not. This is just for one night. I'm just horny, not looking for love or
whatever.
Lily: Then go on and get off!
Lily: Seriously, go finish your profile and have a life changing orgasm with an internet
stranger you have no interest in
Remus: Well, when you put it like that...
Remus: Thanks for the help, love.
Lily: You could show your gratitude by giving me all the filthy details tomorrow morning ;)
Remus: You wish.The photos that Lily selected were actually quite nice. There was one of him in a bookstore,
crouched down and reading the back of a book. One of him lying in the park with his arms
behind his head, smiling up at the sky. One of him in a cafe blowing on a steaming hot
chocolate, and finally, one of him sat on the ledge of his apartment window with a cigarette
dangling from his right hand.
He added them to a profile and set "Playing Smash or Pass" as his bio because, well. It was
the truth, wasn't it? He was just hoping it would lead to a good time...
Once the profile was complete, Remus started swiping. If Lily were there, she would
probably say that he was a little hard to impress.
Blonde? Pass.
Car guy? Pass.
Gym rat? Pass.
'Just a baby looking for a daddy'? Good lord, pass.
There were a few that he had swiped right on, though. A man who was tall, but shorter than
him with wavy brown hair. A guy with pretty blue eyes who wasn't showing off too hard. A
guy who was pretty and his favourite song was linked as Piano Man by Billy Joel.
No one was really catching his eye, though. Yeah, it may be well and good for most other
people to get off with a semi-decent looking guy, but Remus wanted...
Well, Remus wasn't sure what he wanted.
That was, he wasn't sure what he wanted until he found exactly that.
Sirius Black
23 years old
5'11
He had no bio, but he didn't need one. It may have been shallow, but after Remus was done
swiping through his photos and staring shamelessly with his jaw hanging open, he swiped
right instantly.
His skin was so, so pale, contrasting stunningly with the inky black tattoos littering his body.
His hair was long and black, curling perfectly in obviously well cared for ringlets. His bone
structure was divine, and his lips were full and pink. Remus wanted to bite them. He had a
slight dusting of light brown freckles across his nose that Remus could only spot in the
picture of him in the sunlight, and his dress sense was impeccable.Not incredibly out there, but his outfits were eye catching and almost rebellious with his
ripped black jeans and band tees. Remus' favourite though, was the leather jacket.
Oh that fucking bastard, walking around looking like that and wearing a leather fucking
jacket.
What really got Remus, though, was the man's eyes. Sharp and piercing, an incredible grey
that almost resembled the exact colour of Remus' own cigarette smoke.
This man, Sirius Black, was an entity of his own creation.
What the fuck was such an ethereal being doing on Tinder? What he was doing outside of the
Louvre, Remus had no idea.
Remus had some nerve swiping right on this man, because how could someone like him ever
even spare Remus a second glance? But truly, it would be a disservice to the world if anyone
ever swiped left on him, so Remus was really just doing a good deed.
For one second, and then another, nothing happened.
But then Remus' life flashed before his goddamn eyes. Yes, Remus Lupin was a dramatic
man, he never denied that once.
It was a match.
For some reason beyond comprehension, Sirius Black had swiped right on Remus before
Remus even stumbled upon his profile.
What was in the air and who decided to grant Remus with such luck?
He couldn't message first. No. No, no, no. It had to have been some mistake. Surely Sirius
had done it accidentally.
But then.
Sirius: Hi there ;)
Remus wouldn't admit that he threw his phone across the room. He wouldn't, because there
was no proof. His phone wasn't cracked and there was no one to witness it, so it didn't
happen, okay?
To say that Remus was straining in his trousers was an understatement, but was he hard
before or had mere innocent photographs of this man done it for him... Jesus Christ.Remus: Hey, how are you?
How the fuck did one have a conversation on Tinder?
Sirius: I'm doing just fine, Remus, and you?
Was that teasing or was Remus just really turned on? God, he was going truly and irreparably
insane.
Remus: Glad to hear it.
Remus: I'm good, too. Sorry. I don't know how to do this.
Sirius: How to have a conversation? I won't bite, love
Sirius: What can I do to make you more comfortable, hm?
The blush on Remus' face would have Lily cackling. Was he flustered or abashed? He didn't
even know himself.
Remus: Tell me about yourself.
Remus: 20 questions, perhaps?
Sirius: Sounds fair. Would you like to ask the first question, then?
Remus: You're wearing a Queen top in two of your photos. Are they your favourite band?
Sirius: Yes!! I love Queen. Freddie Mercury was an icon
Sirius: Who's your favourite artist?
Remus: David Bowie would have to take the front spot, but there are loads of contenders.
Queen being one of them.
Remus: How do you take your coffee?
Sirius: A man with good music taste is a man going right after my heart. CharmingSirius: I take my coffee black with one sugar. Not too strong
Remus: Interesting take. Do you realise that black coffee is a disgrace against all
humankind?
Sirius: Wow, I didn't realise I was talking to a coffee connoisseur. Go on then, how do you
take yours? ;)
Remus: ...
Remus: I don't drink coffee...
Sirius: I hope you know I just laughed out loud. Very judgy for a man who doesn't even
drink coffee
Sirius: Tea, then. How do you take it?
Remus: Strong, milky and very sugary.
Sirius: Ah, I should've known. You do look like you'd have a sweet tooth
Remus: I'm not sure whether I should be offended or...
Sirius: Don't be, love, it's a compliment. It's cute.
Remus: Is it now? :)
Sirius: Mhm. Very
Sirius: Are you feeling any more comfortable?
Remus: Weirdly, yes. Thank you.
Sirius: We've nowhere near reached 20 questions but I'm really enjoying talking with you
Sirius: Can I be honest with you about something?
Remus: I'm enjoying talking with you as well. Say whatever you need to.
Sirius: The only reason I'm on this godforsaken app is because I was really turned on and
my mate said it'd be a good way to let off some steam...
Remus: Oh?
Interesting. Did that mean he would be interested in what Remus wanted, or was he being too
presumptuous?Sirius: Is this too weird?
Sirius: I'm sorry, I don't mean to bother you
Remus: Sirius.
Remus: I'm on this app for the exact same reason.
Sirius: Yeah? Seems like fate was working its magic tonight, huh?
Remus: Sure was.
Remus: Why of all people did you swipe on me?
Sirius: Remus. You're so fucking hot
Sirius: You're the only person I swiped on. And your bio made me laugh. I take it I win
smash or pass?
Yeah, Remus was definitely fucking blushing now. Hard as a rock yet doing his best not to
giggle like a schoolgirl on Valentines Day.
Remus: Yeah, you definitely won. You're gorgeous.
Sirius: You're a flatterer
Remus: Is it working?
Sirius: Only if you mean it ;)
Remus: You have no idea how much I mean it.
Remus: I was already turned on, but the second I saw your photos...
Sirius: You were?
Remus: Mhm.
Sirius: And are you still?
Remus: Hard as a bloody rock.
Sirius: Hm, and what would you like me to do about that?
Sirius: Would you like some help, Remus?
Remus: If you'll let me return the favour.Sirius: Oh, I'd be an idiot not to
Remus: Where are you right now? In bed?
Sirius: In bed, all alone :,(
Remus: And what are you wearing, love?
Sirius: Just my pants
Remus: Why don't you go ahead and remove those for me, hm?
God, it'd been so long since Remus had gotten to do this. He slipped from his awkward
hesitation within minutes and entered his flirtatious and domineering mindset easily. He
needed this and he could already foresee that Sirius would be so good for him.
Sirius: They're off. What about you? Can you take off your clothes?
Remus: Of course, love.
Remus: While I do that, why don't you get your nipples nice and hard for me. Are they
sensitive?
Sirius: Fuck
Sirius: Yeah, they are
Sirius: Feels good, Remus
Remus: Good.
Remus: Clothes are off. What would you like me to do, Sirius?
Sirius: Touch me
Remus: Where are your manners?
Sirius: Please touch me
Sirius: I'm leaking. Making such a mess of my stomach
Remus: Hm.
Remus: No, I think you can wait a little longer.
Remus: You'll do that for me, won't you, Sirius?Sirius: Yes
Sirius: What are you doing?
Remus: My fingers are running through the pre-come on my belly. You have me soaked,
love. Would you taste me?
Sirius: Fuck yes. I'd take your fingers before I take your cock. Show you how good I can use
my mouth. Leave you wanting more
Remus: So pretty.
Remus: I would love to have you choking on my fingers, but I don't think we'll do that
today.
Remus: Go ahead and touch your pretty cock for me.
Sirius: Fuck. Thank you
Sirius: I'm so hard for you. Your hand feels so good around me. So big
Remus: Yeah, my hand feels so nice around your cock.
Remus: You feel so good, Sirius.
Sirius: Let me touch you. I want to touch you
Remus: Go on, get your hand around me. You asked so prettily.
Sirius: So big, Rem
Sirius: I feel how warm you are
Sirius: Want you inside me. God, I need it
Remus: Not yet, baby. Soon.
Remus: I just want to feel you pulsing in my palm for a bit longer, is that alright?
Sirius: Yes
Sirius: Wish I could kiss you
Sirius: Your lips are so pretty
Remus: Fuck, you're divine.
Remus: Can I put my hands in your hair?
Sirius: Yes. Please. Will you pull it?Remus: Such good manners, Sirius.
Remus: How hard would you like it?
Sirius: Hard as you can. Love it when it's aggressive
Remus: Whatever you want.
Remus: Do you have any lube with you right now?
Sirius: On my bedside. Its chocolate flavoured ;)
Remus: What I wouldn't give to eat that out of you... You're driving me fucking crazy,
Sirius.
Remus: Get your fingers nice and wet for me, love. I want them dripping.
Sirius: Need you to eat me out, Rem, please, I need it so badly
Remus was fucking panting with the pace of his hand fisting his cock. Sirius Black was one
of a kind. So good for Remus, begging so nicely, listening to his every word. He wanted
nothing more than to ravish Sirius' hole with his tongue. He would eat him out for hours, lick
him dry and come inside him, just so he could go back and lick that out of him too.
Remus: Fuck, baby. I want that too. You have no idea how good I would eat you out. I'd
have you pliant and begging. You'd have your hands in my hair, pulling me closer and closer
like the good boy you are.
Sirius: Please, Remus. Please, I need more
Remus: Add a finger. Just one.
Remus: Be gentle, though. I want to ruin your hole with my cock.
Sirius: Fucking hell
Remus: Are you tight, Sirius?
Sirius: I'm so tight. It's been so long
Sirius: My fingers aren't long enough. Not as big as yours. I bet you would get so deep
Remus: I would. You'd feel so full with just a finger or two.
Sirius: Fuck, you're so hot. Love the way you talk to me
Remus: You're doing so well, baby.Remus: I'm so close, Sirius. You're so fucking good.
Sirius: I need another finger. Please let me add one more. Just one, that's all
Remus: Okay, sweetheart. Just one more.
Remus: Give your prostate a nice little rub for me. Make yourself feel good.
Sirius: Can barely reach
Sirius: Bet your cock would hit it so easily
Sirius: I want you inside me so badly, Remus
Remus: God, you're going to make me come.
Remus: I want it too, baby. Your arse would hug me so much better than my hand.
Sirius: Fuck, Remus. I'm going to come
Remus: Yeah, love. Come for me.
Remus: Make a mess of yourself for me.
For a minute, there was a pause in the conversation and Remus knew Sirius was coming. He
could almost hear the throaty whines, and the thought had Remus right on the edge of falling
into his own orgasm. His hand was speeding up and it felt so fucking good. He could see the
picture of Sirius sitting on his cock, his head thrown back in the throes of his pleasure, hair
messy and in disarray from Remus' incessant tugging.
Instead of another text, a voice message appeared. Fuck. Remus rushed to press play. At first,
all he could hear were the whines falling from Sirius' lips which had Remus almost coming
all over himself.
The final straw for Remus, though, was the way he moaned, "Fuck! I'm gonna come, God–
Remus!" shamelessly. Loud and clear, he called Remus' name at the peak of his pleasure and
instantly, Remus fell over the edge and landed in the midst of his climax.
Ropes of his arousal shot into his hand and onto his abdomen, his throat working around his
own shout of Sirius' name. The pleasure overtook his system, leaving him stunned by the
sheer force of the orgasm he was having. He hadn't had an orgasm so explosive in years, and
now, thanks to one Sirius Black, the dark-haired God, he was ascending into fucking
Heaven.
When he picked up his phone after settling, he smiled blissfully at the messages waiting for
him.He quickly snapped a photo of himself, bare chest slick with come and sweat. His eyes were
half open and a soft smirk was playing at the edges of his lips. He looked utterly fucked out.
Sirius: Fuck, Remus
Sirius: I don't think I've ever come so hard
Sirius: Felt like I was fucking floating
Remus: *1 attachment sent*
Remus: You're a dangerous man, Sirius Black.
Remus: Fucking hell, love, honestly.
Sirius: Fuck me
Sirius: How are you real?
Remus: Don't flatter me ;)
Sirius: You just gave me the best orgasm of my life and you weren't even physically present.
Of fucking course I'm gonna flatter you
Sirius: Seriously, Remus. You're a force
Remus: Keep sweet talking me like that and I'm not gonna be able to stop...
Sirius: And if I'm okay with that?
Remus: It'll be your own funeral :,)
Sirius: I'm a big boy, Remus. I can handle you ;)
Remus laughed at the insinuation that Sirius was interested in more than just this one
interaction. Shaking his head, he opened his messages with Lily.
Remus: Holy fucking shit.
Lily: Tell me everything!!!!!!!!
-It had been a few weeks since that night and for some reason, Sirius was still talking to
Remus regularly. Like. A lot.
Remus was not planning on finding anything more than just a quick fuck, but Sirius had
become so much more than that. Ever since that first conversation, Remus knew he was
something special. They'd been getting to know each other and admittedly, they had sexted a
few more times, even going as far to exchange numbers and have sex while on the phone.
It was safe to say that Remus was obsessed with Sirius' voice. Particularly his moans.
This was all completely new for Remus, who had only ever been awkward and
uncomfortable with new people. But after that initial awkwardness at the start of their first
conversation, it had been nothing but simple.
They knew how to talk to each other without the conversation faltering. It sent Remus into a
bit of a spiral, but Lily had talked him right out of it.
He hadn't told her anything about him yet. Not even his name. Just that he was the most
beautiful man alive. Oh, and that he was giving Remus the best orgasms he had ever gotten.
And over the phone, nonetheless.
Remus was so completely fucked.
But it was okay. It was so totally fine. At least for today, because Lily was dragging him over
to James' place for dinner. He'd never met James, but Lily had told Remus so much about
him. She was truly infatuated. And apparently, James had heard a lot about Remus too,
because he was the one to suggest a dinner with himself, his roommate, Lily and Remus.
Now, Remus was sure James was lovely. No, he was certain that he was. Lily wasn't the type
to just settle for anyone who was a little nice to her. Remus was sure that he was perfect for
her, but that didn't make Remus any less nervous about meeting him.
He was nervous because he wanted James' approval. Lily was his best friend and what if
James didn't like him? He didn't want to make Lily look bad or to put her in a difficult
position.
But Remus was known for his dramatics. He was an overthinker, sue him.
So when Lily showed up at his apartment at 4pm that day with a dazzling smile, he smiled
despite himself and followed her out to her car.
She was dressed casually in a sleeveless pastel yellow sundress, the contrast against her
freckled skin making her look like she was glowing. Remus was a bit more dressed up,
hoping to impress the infamous James Potter.
He wore chocolate brown trousers paired with a white button up. It was layered with one of
his signature grandad jumpers and a brown puffy jacket. He decided not to wear his Docs,instead going for his favourite pair of converses. His fingers, of course, were clad with his
signature rings.
He was trying to impress people here, okay? Never mind that James and his roommate
probably wouldn't even notice how he was dressed, what matters was the fact that Sirius said
he liked it.
Because yes. Of course he sent Sirius a photo of his outfit and asked for his opinion.
Sirius said he looked cozy and very smart. He also said Remus looked beautiful, but if Remus
thought too hard about that right now, he would explode.
"How far away are we?" Remus asked Lily, trying to act casual, but very much failing if the
look of amusement on Lily's face was anything to go by.
"A few minutes," she said, placing a comforting hand on his thigh as she drove. "You don't
have to worry so much, love. He already adores you."
"It's easy to like someone that you've never met," Remus said.
"What's this about, Remus? You never care what people think of you."
"I just," Remus faltered, searching for the right words. "He's important to you. I want to
impress him. That's it. I just don't want someone so special to you to dislike me."
"Oh, honey," Lily sighed. "You know I'd never choose anyone over you, right?"
"Don't say that, Lils. I know how much you like him. He's obviously something special."
"Yeah," Lily shrugged, "James is really special to me, but so are you. And besides, I know
that you have nothing to worry about. Do you understand how excited he's been to meet you?
He's been like an overactive puppy every time we've discussed tonight."
Remus laughed, shaking his head at the idea of a grown man acting like a puppy. From the
pictures Lily had shown him, he looked the type.
"Alright, you have a point," he conceded. "I know it'll be fine, but until I'm there, I'm going
to continue to panic because no matter how much sense you shake into me, my rational side
isn't present."
"Well, we'll be there in a second. In the meantime, why don't you text Mr Sex God? Surely
that will settle you a bit."
Lily smirked at his blush and pretended not to notice as he pulled his phone from his pocket.
Remus: Distract me, I'm nervous.If Remus flushed a little more at the instant reply, that was no one's business.
Sirius: Okay, bossy
Sirius: I'm currently in the fruit shop just out of Central London because I was craving
lychees
Remus: I fucking love lychees.
Sirius: A man after my own heart
Sirius: You're nervous about meeting the best friend's boyfriend, right?
Remus: So nervous I'm worried I'm going to explode at any given moment. We're on our
way there now. I just want to make a good impression, you know?
Sirius: He'd be an idiot if he didn't like you, love. You're amazing
Remus: Aren't you biased?
Sirius: Yes, of course I am
Sirius: But if it makes you feel any better, you made a fantastic impression on me
Remus: Yeah, an impression that ended up with us both covered in come. Not the kind of
impression I'd like to make on my best friend's boyfriend.
Remus: That's reserved for you only, of course ;)
Sirius: I bloody hope that's not the impression you're going for
Sirius: I can be very jealous
Remus: Oh?
Remus: Hate to say that I'd love to see that.
Sirius: I bet you would
Sirius: Imagine my jealousy right now. Your friend's boyfriend getting to meet you before I
do. Not fair
Remus: As much as I want to meet him, I wish it was you.
Remus: I bet you look so hot right now. You always do.
Sirius: Tsk, none of that
Sirius: You don't have time to be getting horny right nowRemus: :(
Remus: Let me cancel my plans, you're more important.
Sirius: More important than being there for your best friend? I don't think so, love
Remus: >:(
Sirius: Don't pout, Remus. We have time
Remus: Good, because I've just arrived.
Remus: Talk later?
Sirius: Of course. I'll be waiting
Sirius: He'll love you, Rem. Good luck x
Remus: <3
As Lily turned off the ignition, Remus pocketed his phone with a silly little grin. He turned to
her and watched as she fixed her hair in the rearview mirror. It looked perfect as always, and
when she turned to Remus, she gave him an encouraging smile.
"You're going to be just fine, love. I'll be there the whole time."
Blowing out a nervous breath, Remus nodded. "I know. I was being dramatic. You're a tough
crowd, Lily, so if you like me, why won't he?"
Lily laughed, grabbing his hand. "That's the spirit. I don't know what this mystery guy just
said to you, but clearly, he made you feel better. He's approved in my books," she teased.
"Now, let's go and make sure you approve of my guy, yeah?"
"Okay. It's fine, I've got this," Remus said more to himself than to Lily.
"Exactly!" she chirped before undoing her seatbelt and getting out of the car. When the door
closed behind her, Remus closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It would be fine.
And with that out of the way, he got out and began to follow Lily to James' flat.
Due to shitty parking conditions, they had to park on the street over. They didn't speak on the
short walk there because Lily knew that in moments like this, Remus was best left to his own
devices. If she knew what was going on in his head, she'd put a stop to it immediately, but
well. She had no idea, so.
An internal monologue about all the things that could possibly go wrong and a panicked look
to Lily later, they reached James Potters front door.Lily said nothing, only squeezed his hand and nodded at him before knocking lightly on the
door.
"All my luck," she whispered.
"And all my love," he chanted their saying back to her.
The sound of bounding footsteps came closer and closer, and Remus didn't even have time to
take another panicked breath before the door was opening to reveal a man with messy hair
and a lopsided grin.
Remus watched as he lit up at the sight of Lily and pulled her into what looked like the
comfiest embrace Remus had ever seen.
All he could do was stand there with a happy smile on his face, watching the pair greet each
other warmly. They soon pulled away from each other, and James rounded on Remus.
He thought James was going for a handshake and was surprised when he was pulled into a
bone-crushing hug. "It's so good to meet you, Remus. Lily has told me so much about you."
The initial awkwardness that Remus was feeling drained from him, and he chuckled.
"Likewise. She doesn't shut up about you."
"That is so not true," Lily muttered.
James pulled back from the hug and beamed at Remus. He really did seem like an overactive
puppy. He assessed Remus for a second and when his eyes landed back on Remus' face, he
gave a decisive nod. "You're going to need a nickname."
Lily scoffed but looked amused as she looked between them. "My parents cursed me with my
name," Remus sighed dramatically.
"No, not at all. Could be boring like 'James'. That's just what we do around here. We call my
best friend 'Padfoot'," James paused. "That sounds weird. But I promise it's necessary."
"Speaking of," Lily interjected curiously. "Where is he?"
"Just nipped to the shops. He should be back soon."
They made their way into the front room where James had set a platter of crisps, dips and
sliced vegetables on the coffee table for 'if we're feeling peckish before dinner'. Remus did
his best not to coo. He was so fucking wholesome.
The conversation was flowing well and Remus realised he never had anything to worry about
in the first place, just like Lily and Sirius had said. James was just as kind as Lily had
described him. Remus felt included and not once did he feel like he was the third wheel.
The subject of Petunia's wedding came up and Remus took his opportunity to tease Lily
while the topic was present. It was his duty as her best friend.Leaning back into the couch with a smirk, Remus turned his eyes to Lily. "You never
considered taking James to the wedding? Didn't want him to meet the family?"
Lily just directed a blank stare at him. "Absolutely fucking not. You really think he," she
pointed at James who had a carrot stick dangling between his fingers, "would survive my
sister? Or Vernon? Not a fucking chance."
"Hey!" James gasped loudly, offended. He looked like a wounded animal.
Lily just laughed in his face and stole his carrot stick. "Just the truth, love. She's ruthless."
James turned to Remus for some support, but Remus really couldn't support him on this. Lily
was right. "Lily's right. Petunia is horrible."
Lily snorted and leaned her head on Remus' shoulder. "You're very rude, Remus."
Remus, very maturely, poked his tongue out at her. "I wonder who taught me that."
"I take no responsibility," she declared. Looking to James, Lily grinned evilly. "I reckon it's
his sex god who's making him so cold."
James' eyes widened and he looked way too pleased with this information. Remus' cheeks
were burning.
"I hate you."
"What's this about a sex god?" James asked, his interest piqued.
"There is no sex god," Remus lied, feeling bashful all of a sudden. He was an adult, for God's
sake. He could talk about sex without getting embarrassed. Kind of.
"Liar!" James exclaimed, waving a finger at him. "Spill."
Reluctantly, Remus muttered: "There's this guy I've been, uh. Texting."
"Sexting," Lily coughed. Remus ignored her.
James raised a curious brow, almost like he knew something Remus didn't. "Tell me more
about this guy of yours."
"Good luck getting any information out of him. Remus won't even tell me his name," Lily
said, and Remus could literally hear the roll of her eyes.
"You never asked!"
"Okay, what's his name?"
"Leave me alone."
"See!""Alright, alright," James laughed. "Is there anything you will tell us?"
"He's very pretty," Remus murmured, blushing as he pictured Sirius' beautiful face. They'd
shared more photos with each other over the weeks. "Like. The prettiest man to ever walk the
fucking planet."
James opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Lily's hand being placed over his mouth.
"Don't bother asking. He won't show us any pictures. He's too selfish to share the beauty of
his new beau."
"First of all," James said when he was freed, "how did you know I was going to ask that?"
Lily just grinned. "And second of all, I'm starting to question this guy's existence."
Remus let out a noise of offence. "He's real!"
James shook his head, a closed lipped grin taking over his face. "No, I don't believe you."
Remus turned to Lily who was supressing a grin. "Lily! Tell him!"
She hummed in consideration. "I think he's right, babe. Why else would you be so
secretive?"
Remus looked between them in disbelief. "No, I won't fall for this manipulation. Nuh-uh.
Evil, the pair of you. Can't a man have a bit of privacy?"
At that moment, the sound of a key turning in the lock in the front door echoed through from
hallway. They all turned towards the sound despite not being able to see the door from where
they were sitting.
James stifled a laugh. Turning to Lily, he said: "I have a theory. Let's see if I'm right."
The door was seemingly kicked open harshly and it slammed against the wall. Remus winced
at the sound.
The wince broke out into shock when the next sound came, though. It couldn't be...
"Oi, Prongs! Is Red here yet? I got that gross green shit she drinks!"
Remus knew that voice. He had become very familiar with it in the recent weeks. But.
No, it wasn't possible. No.
No, it wasn't. It was just a coincidence.
"In the front room, love!" Lily called, smiling fondly. "You got me aloe vera juice?"
"Yep," the voice called back. "You're lucky, too. It was the last one on the shelf, which is
fucking wild because who the fuck is drinking green juice?"Lily rolled her eyes, still no sign of the person emitting the eerily familiar voice. "It's not
green, you imbecile, that's just the colour of the bloody bottle."
"Whatever, Red. It's still disgusting."
And.
And there he was. Right there in front of Remus.
Sirius Black walked into the room with a box of lychees in one hand and a green bottle of
juice in the other. When he saw Remus, he stopped short, and no one missed the way his face
fell slack with shock.
His eyes locked on Remus, and he felt frozen to the spot under Sirius' assessing gaze.
Remus knew he was gorgeous, alright. He had seen enough photos of him. But in the flesh?
Holy fucking shit. Just. Holy shit. Remus' brain was short-circuiting, because the man in
front of him? Even better in person, if that was even possible. An angel.
And he was wearing that damn leather jacket. Remus wondered if it would be appropriate to
cry. Sirius was that pretty.
Sirius' eyes flashed hungrily as his gaze sharpened on Remus who felt like a fish out of
water. He didn't turn his eyes away from Remus as he said: "You never told me Red was
bringing a friend, Prongs."
James chuckled, leaning into Lily. "Yeah, I did, Pads," he replied, stealing Sirius' gaze away
from Remus momentarily. He was irrationally annoyed about this whilst simultaneously
relieved. "You were busy texting..."
James' smirk was so obnoxious right now and Remus couldn't even blame him. Cheeky shit.
While Remus' initial reaction was to blush and do his best not to stuff his head into his hands,
Sirius just grinned happily and walked further into the room, placing the groceries onto the
kitchen bench behind the couch.
"Hm, I have been rather... distracted," he agreed, eyes darting back to Remus. "Hey, Rem."
There was quite an embarrassing pause on Remus' part, but after he cleared his throat
awkwardly, he found himself speaking quietly. "Hi, love."
Sirius flushed, but before Remus could think about that, a smug feeling washed over him and
he turned to Lily and James who were wearing matching grins and said: "Fuck you both, I
told you he was a real person."
Quite flustered after the realisation that he probably should not have said that, he surrendered
to his urge to hide his face in his hands. He shook his head while groaning in humiliation as
all three of them cackled at his expense."This is too good," James wheezed, and when Remus peeked at him through the crack
between his fingers, James was wiping tears from his eyes. What a bloody shit show. He
squeezed his eyes shut again.
He felt more than saw the presence as it approached. Still, he flinched when he felt delicate
fingers prying his hands away from his face.
Reluctantly, he looked up from where he was sitting comfortably on the couch, Sirius' couch,
his mind supplied, and found himself only centimetres away from Sirius. He smiled so
prettily down at Remus.
"There's no need to hide from me, Remus. I've seen too much for you to go shy on me now,"
Sirius said flirtatiously, and he was so fucking shameless about it that Remus had to chuckle.
Before he could answer, though, Lily gasped, scandalised. When she got over that, she
promptly burst into laughter. "I can't fucking believe this."
Sirius turned on her, leaned over and placed a chaste kiss to her forehead before squishing
himself down between her and Remus. His arm went around Remus' shoulder casually as he
asked, "What?"
"It's just," Lily choked on her words, still fucking laughing. Remus was close to homicide.
"You're Remus' sex god!"
Sirius spluttered, his head shooting towards Remus so fast that it had him worrying for the
condition of Sirius' neck while James began laughing just as hard as his girlfriend. His eyes
were wide, but he clearly felt impressed with himself. "What?!"
For the second time that day, Remus turned to Lily and said: "I hate you."
"Sure," she managed between giggles.
"I did not say that," Remus denied. "They were her words. She created that, not me. Lily is a
dirty, rotten liar."
Sirius frowned teasingly. "So you don't think I'm a sex god? You don't rate me, Rem? I'm
wounded."
"Well, I never said that," Remus muttered, huffing petulantly. He couldn't keep the smile
from his face for more than a moment, though, and Sirius just chuckled lowly and ran his
fingers down Remus' arm. Instinctively, he moved closer into Sirius.
"In Remus language, that means 'Yes, Sirius. You are a sex god; you get me off so well.
Thank you for your services, I'll be requiring them again at least twice tonight'," Lily
informed, making James curl into her lap, another round of the giggles falling upon him.
"You're killing him, Red. Look how embarrassed he is," Sirius cooed, laughing at Remus'
pout.
"You can all shut up now," Remus grouched, hiding a flustered smile in his hand."You were literally sexting in the car," Lily deadpanned.
"No we weren't!"
"You tried, though," Sirius snorted. He and Lily high-fived. Remus felt utterly betrayed.
"He's lying," Remus told James. A blatant lie, actually, because yes, Remus was fully
prepared to tell Lily to turn the car around so he could phone Sirius and get off.
James grinned, pushing his glasses back into place from where they had slid down his nose
during his incessant laughter. As solemnly as he could from Lily's lap, James nodded. "I
believe you, mate."
"I can't believe you were nervous to meet this idiot," Sirius laughed, his hot breath raising
goosebumps on Remus' neck.
James practically swooned. "You were? That's adorable!"
"No I wasn't," Remus blushed.
"Yeah you fuckin' were," Sirius accused with a laugh. "Impulsive liar, you."
"I can also confirm," Lily pointed out.
"See if I ever speak to either of you again," Remus grumbled. Sirius just turned to look at
him properly, heat burning in those storm cloud eyes. Remus felt his stomach turn. He tilted
his head closer to Sirius' ear to ensure his next words would only be heard by him. "Don't
look at me like that."
"Like what?" Sirius asked knowingly, swiping his tongue quickly across his bottom lip.
Remus' eyes were drawn to the shine left behind and he wanted to suck it into his mouth.
"You know what."
Grinning winningly, Sirius got up from the couch and moved back into the kitchen, flicking
the kettle on. Remus mourned the loss of his touch.
His eyes never strayed from Sirius' movements as he wandered around the kitchen, pulling
three mugs from the top shelf above the stove and a glass from the cupboard next to it.
It was when Lily nudged his shoulder and tugged on his hand that he turned back around and
faced her.
Her eyes were no longer teasing, but instead, they were excited. James wasn't there anymore,
so when she whispered, "Oh my fucking God, Remus," he gave a dramatic fan of his face
and mimed his eyes rolling back into his head.
Lily snickered, and Remus could only beam. "I can't bloody believe this, Lils," he
whispered."Does this mean you can finally admit that it's more than just sex?"
"Lily..."
"He likes you, babe. And it's so obvious that you like him, too," Lily said in a hushed but
firm voice.
"He doesn't even know me. He isn't interested in me like that."
She rolled her eyes at him. "Are you really going to sit here and tell me with a straight face
that he doesn't know you when all you've been doing for three whole weeks is talking to
him? And I don't see you denying that you like him."
"I don't know, Lils. Of fucking course I like him. Look at him! He's gorgeous and he's so
funny," Remus groaned. "He wasn't really even fazed when he saw me here!"
"Remus, you daft prick. Sirius blushes every time he looks at you. He's fazed. I've never
seen him so flustered."
"Really?"
"Really," was the casual reply, but it didn't come from Lily. Remus closed his eyes. Of course
he was just caught gossiping like a teenager. Remus looked at Sirius who was placing a tray
of drinks down beside the snacks.
Once the tray was down, he set one cup of milky coffee in front of where James had been
sitting, handed Lily an iced glass of aloe, set down another cup of coffee, but black this time,
in front of where he had been sitting and lastly, handed Remus a mug of his own drink.
Tea. Milky, and if Remus dared to assumed, he'd say there were two sugars in it as well.
Remus just kind of stared at Sirius. He pointed at James' drink. "That's coffee."
"Well spotted," Sirius said, an amused smirk forming on his lips. Those pretty fucking lips.
He looked at his own drink. "This is tea."
"I don't need to tell you that you don't like coffee, do I?" Sirius asked playfully.
"No," Remus shook his head, cheeks burning. "I meant that, well, I mentioned that one time.
Like. Weeks ago."
"Wow," Lily piped up. "Seems like you really know each other, don't you?"
Lily sent Remus a pointed look when Sirius responded happily, "Yeah, I guess we do."
Remus couldn't even be annoyed with her. He only chuckled at her antics.
Sirius just smiled at him and sat back down. He didn't put his arm around Remus again, but
he placed his hand on Remus' thigh and snuggled into his side, so Remus took matters intohis own hands and wrapped his arm over Sirius, tugging him further under his arm.
He fit perfectly.
In a moment of false confidence, Remus threaded his fingers lightly through the ends of
Sirius' soft as fuck curls and leant down to press a delicate kiss to the top of his head.
That was the moment that James chose to reappear. At the sight of them, James chuckled.
"You two are going to be insufferable, aren't you?"
Remus grinned at him. Yes, he thought. Indeed we are.
"Problem, Prongs?"
"Not a single one, Padfoot."
"Good," Sirius decided, and that was that.
The rest of the night went by smoothly, with James and Lily sickeningly in love and teasing
Remus and Sirius for not wanting to be without the other by their side.
Remus couldn't care less. He was really fucking happy. Soppy as it was, he'd grown to really
like Sirius over the internet, but now that he had him in real life, that feeling was completely
amplified.
The longer Remus spent around Sirius, the more Sirius fucked with him. At first, they were
just small touches that could have been brushed off as innocent, but as the night progressed
and the touches grew more frequent and more daring, Remus knew Sirius was thinking
anything but innocent thoughts.
The hand on his thigh became more than just that when Remus felt it sliding higher and
higher. The face in his neck became more than just that when Remus felt the subtle graze of
teeth over his skin. The smile on Sirius' face became more than just that when white teeth
sunk into it suggestively.
Safe to say, Remus' restraint was becoming looser and looser. He was too turned on to take it
any longer.
When James and Lily were in the kitchen making a bowl of popcorn, sufficiently distracted,
and Sirius took his chance to graze his palm 'accidentally' over Remus' straining bulge, he
snapped. His hand went straight to Sirius' wrist and held it in place, taking initiative to grind
subtly up into it. Sirius' smirk was blinding.
Leaning to speak directly into Sirius' ear, Remus let out a soft moan. "We're leaving."
His hand still rubbing against Remus' clothed prick, Sirius said in an amused but aroused
tone: "And what if I don't want to?"
Remus just chuckled lowly. "I'll get back on Tinder and find someone else to fuck. No
problem," and promptly pulled Sirius' hand away, stood up and turned to James and Lily."Reckon I'm gonna go home. 'm knackered."
Remus smiled at Sirius' noise of protest.
Did he really think Remus would forget about his jealous tendencies?
"I'm going to stay here tonight, but I'll take you home. Just give me a second," Lily offered,
smiling tiredly at him.
"No need," Sirius told her, standing up and placing a cheeky hand in Remus' back pocket,
squeezing his arse firmly. "I can drive him."
Remus tried his best to hide his smirk, he really did. James, however, did no such thing. He
let it wash over his face almost arrogantly, and Remus fucking adored him.
"They just don't want to have an audience," Lily muttered to James, which Sirius and Remus
chose to ignore.
"Need anything before we go?" Remus asked him, because realistically, Sirius would not be
returning to this flat for two days at the very least. More than, if Remus could help it.
"Toothbrush, pants, charger?"
"Yeah, that would probably be responsible. Come with me?" Sirius asked with a faint smirk,
batting his eyelashes in a way that Remus knew only meant trouble.
"Lead the way, baby," he replied, and yes, he did only use that name to see if it had the effect
Remus hoped it would.
It did. Sirius' pupils dilated and ignited with a kind of wildfire that sent a churning heat right
into the depths of Remus' gut. He smirked when Sirius stuttered over his response, and then
finally decided he didn't need to answer and just started to walk out of the living room.
And yes, when Sirius turned on his heel and took off in the direction of his bedroom, Remus
followed like a dog on a leash, still gracing a pleased smirk.
Sirius' room looked just like it did in the pictures. Remus' mind was instantly flooded with
memories of their previous interactions, but none of the friendly ones came to mind. No, he
was seeing visions of Sirius flash behind his eyelids, visions of him on all fours with three
fingers buried deep in his arse, his choked moans and laboured breaths that came through the
speaker of his phone ringing around in his ears.
A sly chuckle snapped Remus out of his daydreams, and he had to take a calming breath to
steady himself. Sirius' sharp eyes were trained on him, but they weren't on his face. No, they
were stuck upon Remus' cock, which had gone from semi-hard to fucking raging in the last
thirty seconds.
Remus sighed, too turned on to feel any kind of embarrassment. "Eyes up here, love."
Actor that he was, Sirius made it look a struggle to remove his gaze from Remus' bulge and
meet his eyes. "So easy to rile up. All I have to do is open my bedroom door and you'reready to rut against the wall. I didn't know you were so desperate, Remus."
Swiping his tongue with purpose over his bottom lip, Remus laughed lowly. "You'd love to
see that, wouldn't you? Fucking pervert."
Sirius grinned, displaying two pristine rows of teeth. "Coming from the one who was
prepared to get his prick out in a car with his best friend."
"For your information, I was going to ask her to take me home before I got it out," Remus
corrected in an amused tone, stalking closer to Sirius.
Rising to the challenge, Sirius stepped closer, too, and it was all for nothing because Remus
was going to keep gaining on him until Sirius was backed into the wall. "Mm, that's much
better. Bet you wish you did, because that," he pointed to Remus' clothed cock, "looks
painful. If only you had someone to take care of it for you."
By now, they were only centimetres apart, so Remus shut him up the way he'd been
dreaming about for weeks, and slammed him backwards into the wall, placing his hand
gently on the back of Sirius' head before it made impact. He caged him in with each arm
either side of his head and slipped a knee between his parting thighs.
Eager thing he was.
Sirius' head tilted up and Remus moved in closer. Their breaths were mingled and equally
strained. The hand that Remus had on the back of Sirius' head fisted in his hair and pulled his
face towards Remus' own, their lips almost catching.
Sirius' responding moan was quiet, but it was there. Ever present and whiny. So he really did
like having his hair pulled... good to know.
Sirius attempted to catch Remus' lips in a kiss, but Remus pulled his head back just enough
that he was out of reach and smiled devilishly. "If you want something, Sirius, you'll have to
ask for it."
"No," he sighed stubbornly, trying once more to capture his lips.
Remus tutted. "Where are your manners, baby? That's no way to speak to me. Now, is there
something you'd like?"
Sirius frowned and pushed his hips into Remus' own, an identical hiss emitting from the pair
as their cocks brushed lightly together. Remus pulled his knee away. Only good boys deserve
rewards.
"No!" Sirius protested, bucking up into thin air. "Fucking kiss me, Remus."
"You're being very bratty, Sirius," Remus whispered, tracing Sirius' jaw with his nose.
"Please," Sirius surrendered over a whine. "I want you to kiss me. I've been so patient, but I
can't take it anymore."Remus smiled, taking a moment longer before meeting his eye. "You beg so beautifully."
Impatiently, Sirius tried one more time to kiss him. "Please," he whispered.
"No."
And then Remus stepped back, fully detaching their bodies, asking: "Have you got
everything? Ready to go?"
Apparently frozen to the wall, Sirius didn't say anything for a second, the only sound coming
from him a breathy groan. Remus looked at him and watched as Sirius started to laugh. "Oh,
fuck you, Lupin. You're good. I didn't think you had it in you."
Sirius eventually pulled away from the wall and grabbed the overnight bag he had dropped
by his feet. Remus winked and cheekily grabbed a handful of Sirius' arse as he passed,
chuckling to himself when Sirius scowled half-heartedly over his shoulder.
After saying their goodbyes to Lily and James, they headed through the hall and to the door,
but James' voice stopped them just as Sirius pulled the door open.
"See you tomorrow, Pads!"
Sirius just laughed and shouted back: "Maybe the day after that!"
Remus shook his head with a slight laugh, silently agreeing. No way was he planning to let
Sirius out of his sight tomorrow. They would be way too busy.
"Oh, and Pads? One last thing?"
"What, Prongs? We're in a bit of a hurry..."
"Oh, I just wanted to tell you to take care of that brick in your trousers. It looks painful..."
James trailed off, giggling to himself, and Remus was sure he could hear Lily snickering
alongside him.
"That's Remus' job," Sirius laughed, eyeing Remus up shamelessly.
Remus eyed him right back. It took a great deal to keep himself from drooling just at the
sight of him. Those tight, black jeans were doing wonders for his arse. "He's right," Remus
called. "That's my job. We'll be leaving now but thank you for having me! Be good, Lily, and
you too, James."
And before either of them could grace Remus with a reply, Remus tugged Sirius right
through the door and let it slam behind them.
The wind was knocked straight of out Remus when he was slammed abruptly up against the
wall of the flat, right beside the door.
"I'm going to kiss you now," Sirius informed him lowly, his hands crawling torturously up
Remus' chest. "Are you going to let me, Remus, or will I have to say 'please' again?" heasked, one of his sneaky hands trailing down to palm him through his trousers.
Remus' breath hitched, coming out laboured and heavy. He felt like a dog in the warm
weather under the hands of Sirius Black. Hot and parched.
Instead of answering, Remus cupped Sirius' face and finally, finally, brought their lips
together.
The second their lips met, a searing heat soared through Remus, a full body reaction
wracking over him as Sirius met him with fiery enthusiasm.
Remus moaned against his lips, tongue tracing the seam of Sirius' bottom lip in search of
entry. As soon as their tongues slid together, Remus' hips bucked into Sirius' thorough hand,
seeking the pleasure he knew he would not be granted on the doorstep of Sirius' flat.
Detaching their lips, Remus was meant to tell Sirius to get the fuck in the car now, but the
moonlight shone just right on that long, pale neck and he physically could not resist.
He attached himself to Sirius' throat and lapped, nipped and sucked kisses into the
unblemished skin. Sirius' hand faltered as he mewled, and Remus bit down firmly, just for
fun. He got the desired reaction. Sirius pushed Remus' hips solidly into the wall and ground
hard into his thigh, chasing his pleasure without an ounce of shame.
But Remus couldn't let him come like this. No, Remus would have him on his hands and
knees begging for Remus' cock as he buried his tongue deep into Sirius' hole.
The thought made him grind his own cock into Sirius' muscular thigh and grip his waist
tightly through his shirt. They needed to leave right now before Remus turned Sirius around
and dropped to his knees right then and there.
Remus was still marking up Sirus' neck and grinding with determination when they heard it.
"Shit! Sorry!" James laughed, closing his eyes as Remus and Sirius sprung apart.
Remus' cheeks burned in embarrassment, but Sirius just looked annoyed.
"Christ, James. What are you doing?"
Raising his free hand in innocence and jostling the full rubbish bag in his other, he peeled his
eyes back open and grinned sheepishly. "Just taking out the rubbish... Were you really gonna
get off on our doorstep?"
"No!" Remus protested at the same time as Sirius shrugged and said, "Probably."
"Trust me, love, this isn't the way I intend to have you tonight. It'll be much more
memorable," Remus whispered to Sirius, but maybe not quietly enough because next thing,
James' eyes bulged, and he spluttered a shocked laugh.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Remus," James cackled, clutching at his stomach with his free hand.
"Oh, Sirius. You're in for a good night with this one.""Don't I know it," Sirius smirked, taking Remus' hand in his. "Let's go, Moony."
"Moony?" Remus and James asked in unison, a shy smile forming on Remus' mouth as he
searched Sirius' face.
Sirius flushed a pretty pink. "The tattoo on your arm... I think 'Moony' suits you."
Remus hummed, eyes sparkling as he stared at the absolute gem of a man he had found. "I
like it."
"That's so fucking cute!" James cooed from the doorstep. Remus had completely forgotten he
was there, too busy lost in Sirius' orbit.
"Alright, Prongs. We're leaving now. I'll text you tomorrow," Sirius said, tugging on Remus'
arm as he began to walk towards his car.
"It was good to meet you, James," Remus told him, smiling sincerely. "You're good for
Lily."
"Good to meet you, too, mate," James agreed, smiling right back. "Is it too early to say that
you're good for Sirius?"
Remus glanced at Sirius who was pulling Remus along with him and then back to James.
"No, I don't think so."
James just grinned and resumed his trek to the bins, leaving Remus and Sirius to
themselves.
They got to the car, and Remus pulled Sirius in for another kiss, just one more before they
were on the road. It was supposed to be sweet and brief, but somehow, it turned into a minute
long snog against the passenger side door of Sirius' Range Rover.
"Get in the car," Sirius whispered against Remus' lips, barely a centimetre of space between
them.
Remus whined petulantly, feeling like stomping his foot on the pavement. "Fine. But I'm not
happy about it."
"Neither am I, Moons, but the quicker we get to yours, the sooner your cock will be in my
mouth. Now go," Sirius said, opening the door for him and nudging his hip.
Remus let out a starved groan and complied.
The drive home was short, but the second Sirius began to drive, the car filled with tension as
thick as molasses.
Sirius knew what he was doing. He knew how much it was affecting Remus, who felt like he
had been hard for years.His hand moved stealthily from where it was rested upon the gearstick of the automatic car to
Remus' knee, only the quiet murmur of Pink Floyd's Breathe (In The Air) thrumming around
them.
Remus, who had already had his head turned in Sirius' direction, raised his brows knowingly.
Sirius just kept his gaze locked forward, feigning innocence even as his palm drew higher
and higher up Remus' thigh.
"Sirius," Remus said sternly when Sirius' fingers brushed the line of his cock.
"Yes, Remus?" he replied innocently, drumming the fingers of his other hand against the
steering wheel to the beat of the music.
He was only going to tell Sirius to behave himself, but his tone pushed Remus' patience over
the edge, and he decided that he could not–would not–wait any longer to have Sirius.
Sirius' fingers brushed his cock again, this time with firm intent. Remus chuckled lowly.
"Sirius," Remus repeated.
"Mm?"
"Pull the car over."
He didn't have to be told twice. Sirius pulled the car into a deserted street lined with nothing
but miles of trees and bushland in its surroundings. Perfectly discreet for what Remus had in
mind.
Turning the car off, but leaving the air-conditioning and music on, Sirius unclasped his
seatbelt and turned to face Remus with a little grin, both of his hands now clasped formally in
his own lap.
He smirked cockily at Remus. "Can't wait ten minutes?"
Remus' lips spread in aroused amusement. "I'm merely giving you recovery time," he mused
nonchalantly.
"Yeah?" Sirius asked. "How's that?"
"You really wanna know?" Remus asked him, examining his nails in faux disinterest. He
watched Sirius nod slowly in his peripherals and grinned. "Well, Sirius, I'm going to lick you
clean in the back seat of this car until you come all over yourself, and then you're going to
drive us back to my apartment where I'll fuck that smart mouth of yours until your cock is
standing prettily for me again. After, I'll fuck you until you come again."
He turned his gaze away from his nails, pinning it back on Sirius, whose eyes had dilated,
and cheeks had pinkened. "Any objections?"
"Not a single one," Sirius replied on an exhale without a second of hesitation."Good," Remus said. "Now get in the back and take off those obscene trousers."
Neither of the eager men wasted any time. Sirius didn't even go through the door. He climbed
over the middle console and threw himself into the back, whacking Remus in the head in his
haste. Remus just laughed at his enthusiasm and stepped out of the car, adjusting himself in
his trousers before he stepped to the back passenger door.
The sight before him when he opened the door made Remus think he was hallucinating,
because how did he manage this? What could he have possibly done to be gifted with such
good karma?
Let's put it this way: if Sirius Black asked, even mentioned in slight passing, Remus Lupin
would drop to his knees and beg. Beg for what? For fucking anything. Whatever Sirius
wished. Remus never knew himself to be a particularly weak man, but for Sirius... well, for
Sirius, he was the weakest link of any and every group. If you lined up every man on the
planet in a line for Remus' choosing, he'd walk by every one of them unbothered, and yet if
he saw Sirius even in his peripherals, he would crumble.
You could say that Remus was a little down bad.
Sirius was propped up on one arm, his hair dangling messily around his face and over his
shoulders. His lips wore an arrogant smirk that made Remus want to bite. Just bite all over
him. But his legs... one of them was hanging off the seat casually, while the other was bent at
the knee and placed firmly on the leather seat. The positioning of his long legs wasn't what
drew Remus in, though. It was more the fact that they were rid of those obscene jeans,
leaving behind miles of pale skin that begged to be marked.
"Are you done staring?" Sirius asked impatiently, poking Remus' hip with his socked foot.
"Why?" Remus cocked his head and grasped Sirius' foot, lifting it to place a chaste kiss on
the bone of Sirius' ankle. "Can't I admire the way you're spread out for me before I have you
begging for me?"
Sirius grinned and his eyes sparkled with mirth. "Do as you wish, love, just maybe hurry it up
a bit so I can sit on your cock before the nights out, yeah?"
Instead of answering, Remus tightened his grip on Sirius' ankle and yanked him forward, his
whole body sliding enough for his arse to meet Remus' hips.
Grinning mischievously, Remus rolled his hips slowly into Sirius through only his thin pants
that presented the outline of his cock so beautifully. The arrogance fell right off of Sirius'
face as the muted pleasure made itself known through his body and he looked to Remus with
pleading eyes.
With one quick glance of his surroundings, Remus was sure that there was no one around, not
a single car on the road, and began to peel Sirius' pants down slowly.
"Your thighs are to die for," Remus groaned, pulling Sirius' underwear back up before he
could reveal his cock so he could grasp his milky white thighs.He leaned down, pressing slight kisses to the inside of said thighs. Delicate and barely there
to begin with but soon becoming hungry and open-mouthed as he made his way closer to
Sirius' groin.
Sirius was squirming beneath him, and Remus tried not to smile to himself, knowing that
Sirius was holding back from telling him to get the fuck on with it.
He looked up, meeting Sirius' lust filled gaze and smirked, his mouth working a nice and
thorough love bite into the fresh skin. It was when he nibbled slightly at the flesh that Sirius'
hands shot to Remus' hair and pulled him away, frantically saying: "Enough, I need your
mouth, Remus. I need it now."
Remus relented after one last nip and smiled sweetly. "I'm a bit confused, love. You had my
mouth, and yet you tugged me away."
"We have time for you to do all of that later, but right now I need you to make good on your
promise and eat me the fuck out before I go insane."
Chuckling, Remus nodded his head only twice, slightly aided Sirius as he lifted his hips and
pulled down his pants, revealing the globes of his pert arse and his handsome, swollen cock.
It was even better in person. The pictures, the videos and the FaceTime calls where Remus
had been graced with the sight of Sirius' cock had been astonishing, but in person? God, it
was leaps and miles better. He was cut, showing the shine of his pink, swollen head off
proudly and the lithe veins that ran up and down the length of him made Remus' mouth water
uncontrollably.
"Your cock is so pretty, sweetheart," Remus said, eyes still drinking in the sight of him.
"You've seen it before," Sirius huffed in amusement.
Remus was shaking his head before he could even look up and meet Sirius' eyes. "Not like
this," he licked his lips. "You... God, you're a treat, Sirius."
Sirius smiled a smile that made Remus' stomach churn and flutter with a kind of anxious
anticipation that had nothing to do with the sex that was quickly approaching. It was a more
intimate kind of anxiety, one that told Remus good things were on their way and to let them
happen. He would. Of course he would; there was no way he would let Sirius go, not after the
weeks he'd spent invading Remus' mind.
Remus pushed Sirius' legs up to his chest, checking to make sure that Sirius wasn't straining
in any uncomfortable way and feasted his eyes upon the most vulnerable part of his body.
Good fucking lord was it the most delectable sight.
He palmed at the flesh of Sirius' arse, taking his time to bite, kiss and suck at the skin, really
marking him up to match the inside of his thighs so he would remember this moment every
time he looked in the mirror for the next week. Remus couldn't wait to continue marking up
his neck.Sirius wriggled as Remus drew his nose up the crease of him and breathed out heavily when
the tip of Remus' nose ran roughly over the puckered hole.
"Your scent is fucking addicting, Sirius. I'm so lucky I get to taste you," Remus praised, truth
in all of his words. Sirius smelt like a mixture of bar soap and natural masculine musk, and
Remus could breathe it in forever.
Teasing bites turned into an adventurous tongue, running anywhere but where Sirius wanted
it the most, but he finally relented in his teasing when Sirius let out a frustrated whine and
pushed his arse back into Remus' face.
He started to lick slowly around Sirius' rim, easing the muscle into the feeling of his
prodding tongue, feeling as it relaxed against him.
Sirius was moaning those throaty little sounds that Remus loved so much, and to hear them in
real life sent Remus' head spinning.
Sirius tasted just how he smelled, and it was so fucking delicious that Remus couldn't stop
his own little groans from escaping his mouth, the vibrations making Sirius' legs twitch
slightly. He tasted like biting into a fresh piece of exotic fruit, the flavours and juices bursting
on his tongue in the most delightful way.
He lapped at Sirius' hole with the flat of his tongue, getting Sirius nice and wet, sloppy like
Remus liked it. He was so good, almost like he was serving himself up on a platter for Remus
to ravish as he pleased.
The whines turned into moans and soon, Sirius couldn't contain his noises. It made Remus
extra aware of his own prick, aching and begging for attention in his own pants.
But this wasn't about him. This was about Sirius, whose breath was coming out shorter and
faster, whose fist was clenched tightly in Remus' hair, whose mouth was emitting the filthiest
of sounds.
All Remus could think was that Sirius Black was a vision. Absolutely perfect.
Remus' fingers were pressed hard into the flesh of Sirius' backside, and he hoped to all the
gods above that the grooves of his fingers would be bruised into Sirius' skin by the time they
were done.
"Fuck," Sirius groaned when the pad of Remus' finger began to rub over the tender skin of
his hole alongside his exploring tongue. He removed his finger and pointed his tongue,
pushing against the resistance of the muscle and inserting the tip of his tongue, groaning as
the feeling of Sirius' warm walls tightened around him. "Your mouth is so good, Remus,
fuck."
Remus reached a hand up and stroked soothingly at Sirius' hipbone, silently communicating
that he needed to relax a little. It did the job; Sirius breathed in deeply and his hole
unclenched around Remus' tongue, allowing him to press deeper inside and nip gently at the
sensitive skin around him.He removed his tongue slowly, making Sirius whine in protest, and pressed a spit-slick finger
back to his hole and this time, pushed in. Sirius panted, doing his best to push back and fuck
himself onto it, despite it only being down to the first knuckle.
Remus chuckled. "Patience, baby. I want to take my time with you."
"No need," Sirius grit out, a hand darting to grasp the one Remus still had resting on his
hipbone. He intertwined their fingers and squeezed lightly as Remus' finger pushed in to the
last knuckle and began to wriggle round, stretching him slowly. "I can take it."
"I know you can," Remus said, pressing a light kiss to the crease where arse met thigh, "but
we'll have plenty of time to do that. Tonight, I want to take you apart slowly. I want to savour
our first."
Sirius huffed a laugh that soon turned into a loud moan when Remus worked a second finger
in and crooked it up just so, brushing the small bundle of nerves inside him. "Fuck, okay.
Yeah, just, I'm close, alright? Just please–"
He didn't finish his sentence, just started moaning in earnest because Remus was unrelenting
on Sirius' prostate now. He poked, prodded and massaged it, hoping to bring Sirius to a quick
close so they could get home and into bed where Remus could really treat him well.
"Remus," Sirius moaned, his name falling beautifully from between his lips as the orgasm
crept upon his body. He tightened his grip on Remus' hand and in his hair and Remus could
not resist diving back in for another taste, licking menacingly around his engulfed fingers.
"Oh, fuck, I can't, I–"
"Can you come untouched, Sirius, or would you like my hand?"
"I can, yeah, I can come like this," he panted, words falling heavy as he threw his head back.
"Please," he whispered, and Remus put his mouth back to work, needing to see how Sirius
could come untouched just for him.
Sirius was climbing, climbing, climbing the mountain of pleasure and when Remus teased a
third finger but did not add it, Sirius took a step over the edge and fell into his peak, shouting
as he rode the wave to the bottom. "Fuck," he shouted, fully just riding Remus' face and hand
at this point. Remus removed his mouth and worked his fingers, watching as Sirius' cock
spurted up his chest. "Remus, fuck! Oh my God!"
Remus kept moving his fingers until Sirius whined in discomfort, overstimulation overtaking
the pleasure. He pulled his fingers out gently, kissing up Sirius' thighs delicately to ease the
feeling of emptiness.
Sirius looked truly wrecked. Hair sweaty and dishevelled, chest ribboned with come, face
flushed with exertion and lashes wet with unshed tears. He was the most beautiful sight
Remus had ever seen.
"You did so well," Remus cooed as he eased down Sirius' trembling legs. He stroked a lock
of midnight black hair behind Sirius' ear and found a gentle smile waiting for him. "Are youalright, love?"
Sirius barked a dazed laugh. "Yeah, Rem. Better than." He still had not let go of Remus'
hand, and he brought it up to kiss his knuckles. "You're better in person, d'you know that?"
Remus laughed, shaking his head fondly. "I'd bloody hope so. It would be pretty sad if I was
good over the phone and shit in real life."
"Sad, disappointing, embarrassing," Sirius listed off with a silly little smile as he caught his
breath. "Thank God you lived up to your words. Now c'mere."
Sirius made grabby hands at Remus and pulled on his hand. Remus couldn't hold back the
goofy grin at Sirius' neediness and leaned in for a kiss, instantly warming at the way Sirius'
arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer.
"You okay to drive?" Remus whispered against his neck when they pulled back. "We should
probably leave before someone drives past, but I can drive if you're not up for it," he offered,
pressing a kiss to Sirius' temple.
Sirius sat up and smiled at him sweetly. "I'm okay to drive. Would you mind getting the
packet of baby wipes from the glovebox please?"
"'Course," Remus chirped, kissing him just one more time before retrieving the wipes. Once
he found them, Sirius held out a hand, but Remus batted it away and began cleaning Sirius
himself. With one wipe, he cleaned the come from Sirius' chest and his softened prick, and
with another, cleaned the sweat from his hairline.
"You're cute, you know? Anyone ever told you that?"
"Shut up," Remus laughed, handing Sirius his pants and trousers. Sirius just chucked the
trousers behind him and tugged on his pants, because no reason to try and get those back on
when you're gonna have them off again within the hour.
The drive home was short and easy from that point forward, so much so that Remus barely
even noticed the prominent problem in his pants.
They talked and it was easy, a fact that Remus was silently marvelling because how could it
possibly be so simple? It was supposed to be just one night of phone sex, but now it was this
whole big mess of feelings that Remus didn't want to throw away. Sirius had been such a
constant for the last few weeks, and yeah, maybe it hadn't been that long, and they had only
officially met today, but Remus didn't wat to let go of him. Didn't think it was possible to.
Sirius was just... He was so... he was a force. Anyone else, and Remus wouldn't have even
blinked an eye, but Sirius... It was the stupidest thing, something that Remus didn't even
believe in, but he swore there was this tug in his gut, pulling him towards Sirius.
And maybe they were supposed to meet, whether it be in person or on fucking Tinder of all
places. Because they were going to either way, weren't they? Neither of them knew that theirrespective best friends were dating each other, they didn't know that they'd be spending the
night together in Sirius' home, eating dinner and sharing stories, banter and laughter.
Remus almost laughed at how stupid it was. Because he was so sure that if they had never
met through Tinder, the connection that they had found would have been instantly clear the
second they met through Lily and James.
"Where's your mind right now?" Sirius asked as he pulled into a part outside Remus'
building.
Their hands were intertwined on Remus' knee. He gave a small squeeze and smiled when
Sirius squeezed back. "I was just thinking that even if Lily never convinced me to get Tinder,
I would've met you anyway. It's a weird thought."
"Good weird?" Sirius asked quietly, a comfortable little smile pulling at his lips.
Remus leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss. "Yeah," he nodded against Sirius' forehead,
his eyes closed as he breathed in the moment. "Really good."
What both Remus and Sirius assumed was going to be a haste to get inside turned into a
leisurely wander up to Remus' apartment. They held hands and bumped hips, joking and
talking in hushed tones as they took their time, because they both knew that their time
together wouldn't be running out any time soon. At all, if Remus had anything to do with it.
When they got inside–Sirius still in only his pants, because the man truly had no shame
whatsoever–Sirius demanded a house tour, so Remus pulled him along as he showed him the
kitchen, the bathroom, the laundry, the living and dining rooms, and finally his bedroom,
where he pulled Sirius roughly onto the bed and smothered him in a big bear hug.
"Get off!" Sirius giggled as he fought against the embrace half-heartedly, giving up after only
a minute of putting up his fight. He rolled over on top of Remus and buried his face in his
chest, just breathing calmly with Remus' fingers threading through his hair.
Remus would stay there forever if he could, in bed with Sirius on top of him, so serene and
lovely.
The calm air around them faded into something heavier and more heated when Sirius felt
Remus' hardness underneath him and started subtly grinding into him, making Remus let out
breathy little groans that he couldn't for the life of him contain.
"Sirius," he muttered, gripping his hips and rolling up against him.
"Let me make you feel good," Sirius whispered, starting to trail kisses up Remus' neck. "Can
I undress you please, Moony?"
"Yeah, baby," Remus said airily as Sirius added tongue to the assault on his neck. "Whatever
you want."
"Whatever I want?" Sirius grinned, leaning up and searching for sincerity in Remus' eyes.
When he found it, the grin turned to a smirk and he sat up, beckoning Remus to follow andtugged off his jumper, his jacket already long gone.
When Remus' bare chest was displayed, he sat up against the headboard so Sirius could
straddle him properly, and his eyes tracked the movements of his fingers as they ran up and
down Remus' chest.
"Bloody hell, Remus," Sirius murmured, fingertips running over his nipples, making him
shiver. "You're fucking gorgeous."
"Alright," Remus huffed through a laugh, obviously not believing Sirius' words. He was
covered in scars; big, ugly ones that he earned from the car crash he was in as a child. He
knew he didn't paint a pretty picture.
Sirius' eyes darted up to Remus' and he looked intense, maybe even angry? "You're
gorgeous, Remus," he repeated firmly.
"Thanks, baby."
"No," Sirius said, cupping Remus' face and bringing their foreheads together. "I mean it,
yeah? That's not just something I'm saying to get in your pants. It's the truth."
He looked like he really believed it, like he needed Remus to believe it too. It made Remus'
heart pound and his tummy flutter wildly.
"Okay," Remus acquiesced, pushing a lock of hair behind Sirius' ear and pressing a kiss to
the tip of his nose. "I hear you."
"Good," Sirius smiled, his dimples coming out for show and his eyes crinkling at the corners.
Remus would say it forever: Sirius was a work of art, and his heart was so, so fucking warm.
Remus was close to throttling himself with the way he felt about him.
"Can I take your shirt off?" Remus asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the peace they had
created. Sirius nodded and scooted back to give Remus room to lift his shirt. He lifted his
arms up and let it be pulled over his head, and Remus could cry because... Because. Because
holy fucking shit. "Are you real?" Remus whispered, because he was genuinely questioning
the existence of the angel in front of him.
Sirius laughed, shaking his head fondly at Remus' awe. A wide grin spread across Remus'
face, and he grabbed Sirius by the waist and sighed. "I knew it. Of course you're too good to
be true, you big, beautiful angel."
"You're an idiot," Sirius cackled, smacking a hand to Remus' chest and leaning into his neck,
burying his laughter there.
When the laughter ceased, they fell into a comfortable silence, sat in an embrace, shirtless
and warm together as one.
Sirius began to grind again, slow and full of intent, and his mouth continued where it left off
on its exploration of Remus' throat.One of Remus' hands moved to the dip of Sirius' lower back and guided his hips, pressing
him into Remus' cock further and harder. He felt Sirius' teeth on his skin and moaned, deep
and shameless into the quiet of the room.
Whispering into the crook of Remus' neck, Sirius said, "Do you still want to fuck my
throat?"
Groaning, Remus shook his head. "Not if you don't want that."
Sirius pulled back, eyes wide and determined. "Believe me, Rem, I really fucking do."
"Alright," Remus chuckled. "How do you want me?"
"Get those trousers off and sit on the end of the bed."
When Remus had complied to Sirius' orders, Sirius kneeled between his legs and placed his
hands on Remus' thighs, using his grip to spread them and look up at him through hooded,
lust-darkened eyes.
Remus swore he almost came in his pants at just the sight of him grinning between his knees.
He reached a hand down and cupped Sirius' jaw, tilting his head up and running his finger
over his pouted bottom lip.
"So pretty," Remus murmured, making Sirius smile sweetly at him before his hands started to
move towards his clothed cock. He grabbed it through the fabric and stroked up its length
with a loose fist.
"Knew you'd be big," Sirius said, wetting his bottom lip, making it glisten attractively. He
looked up with a cute furrow between his brows. "Can't wait to have this inside me. You'll
get so deep..."
Groaning, Remus put a hand in Sirius' hair, just resting for now. "You gonna be a good boy
for me, baby?"
"The best," Sirius nodded before dropping his head and mouthing at the line of Remus' prick.
He sucked in a sharp breath and closed his eyes as he felt the damp breath falling over him,
making his cock twitch visibly. Sirius chuckled at the sight. "You want my mouth, Rem?"
"Yes please, sweetheart," Remus replied lowly, hand tightening in Sirius' hair as he watched
him place a kiss right over the clothed tip.
His hands moved to the waistband and began to tug down until Remus' cock sprung out
against his belly, stone hard and steadily blushing a deep red at the tip. Pre-come was
drooling down and now leaking onto his stomach where it lay waiting.
Sirius moaned at the sight and hastily pulled Remus' pants down to his knees, not wasting a
second before pulling Remus' prick towards him with one hand and using the other to scoop
up the pre-come left on Remus' stomach. He stuck his covered fingers in his mouth and
closed his eyes, humming around the taste.Remus groaned as he watched Sirius taste him, a picture of pure ecstasy. "God, Sirius," he
said as Sirius removed his fingers from his mouth and started to stroke Remus firmly, the up
and down rhythm of his hand unfaltering. "You're a fucking dream, love."
Instead of replying, Sirius took the head in his mouth and swirled his tongue expertly,
grinning as best as he could around him. He looked truly obscene. Remus groaned, his hips
twitching upwards the slightest bit, caught off guard.
He took his mouth from the tip and mouthed along the side, lathering him in a coat of spit as
he pressed open mouth kisses down the length of him. Sirius' tongue then traced one of the
veins on the underside and Remus had a very fucking hard time trying not to buck his hips up
with the way it shot electric pleasure up his spine.
With a devilish glance up at Remus, Sirius finally swallowed him down to the base and held
himself there, meeting Remus' eyes as he swallowed and breathed in heavily through his
nose. Remus moaned out loudly and Sirius attempted a grin as his hand moved to cover the
one Remus had tangled in his hair and pushed, encouraging Remus to use him as he pleased.
"Are you certain, Sirius? I don't want to hurt you," Remus said warily. Sirius tried his best to
nod around the mouthful of cock and hummed in confirmation which had Remus gritting his
teeth. "Okay, baby. Tap my leg as soon as you need me to stop, and I'll pull you off. Can you
show me how you'll do that?" Sirius tapped twice with two fingers against Remus' thigh.
"Good boy."
And with that, Remus pushed lightly at the back of Sirius' head, his fist twisted tightly in his
hair and forced his cock deeper into Sirius' mouth. Remus' jaw fell open as the pleasure
surrounded him completely.
Still wary of hurting Sirius, Remus kept the pace of his movements slow. That was only until
Sirius became more enthusiastic, his tongue lapping as much as it could as he hollowed out
his cheeks, using the suction to make Remus' moan desperately, stars shooting in his eyes.
Remus wouldn't push him to the base yet, wanting for Sirius to get used to the resistance of
his constricting throat before breaking through the barrier. He kept his pace slow and
intentionally shallow, but it became clear that Sirius wasn't a fan when Remus tried to pull
him up for air, and Sirius pushed against the force and pushed himself down until his nose
was pressed into the pubic bone.
"Fuck!" Remus moaned when Sirius swallowed around him, the tightness of his warm throat
closing around Remus' tip overwhelmingly good.
Pulling up for air, they locked eyes and Sirius smirked obscenely up at him, wiping a thumb
over his bottom lip. "You taste fantastic, Remus."
Remus just stared at him in a state of shock as he went back to his kitten licks over the
underside of the head. All Remus could think was that he was so lucky. So lucky to have
found Sirius.Grabbing his jaw, Remus pulled him in for a rough kiss that was full of intense desperation,
full of animalistic need.
"I don't think I'll be able to stop myself from coming if you continue," Remus chuckled
breathily against his lips.
Sirius huffed an amused breath and pressed a gentle kiss to Remus' swollen lips. "Good. As
much fun as that was, I'm gonna need you to fuck me as soon as possible."
"You're sure?"
"Yes. Get your pants off," Sirius ordered before he stripped from his own, leaving Remus to
gawk at him, his beautiful, naked body on display for Remus and Remus only. His body was
gorgeous, pale skin contrasting artistically with the dark tattoos that littered his torso, ribs and
arms.
Just like the feeling he got from Sirius' photos, Remus had the urge to run his tongue over
every dip and divot of that soft, soft skin. That feeling multiplied when his eyes raked over
Sirus' beautiful prick for the second time that night.
And yes, maybe Remus had seen Sirius' naked torso and his naked bottom already, but seeing
him wholly naked for the first time? Unreal.
Remus hadn't moved from where he was standing, hadn't removed his pants, hadn't done
anything but stare–but he physically couldn't. Not while he was stuck in the trance that he'd
stumbled into. Sirius was that ethereal.
"Moons," Sirius whispered, a barely there smile on his face, close-lipped and fond; almost
domestic. Remus hummed his reply, eyes reluctantly drawing away from Sirius' lithe frame
and landing on his stormy eyes. "Are you still with me?"
Remus nodded as he cupped Sirius' face, drinking in the details that he'd grown so fond of.
The dusting of light brown freckles over his nose and cheeks. His bottom lip that was slightly
fuller than the top one. The natural curl of his long eyelashes. The sparkle in his sharp, silver
eyes. Remus sighed, dropping his forehead to Sirius' and closing his eyes as he nudged their
noses together.
"You're so beautiful," Remus said on a heavy exhale, so quiet and so true, the pour of his
heart spilling and mixing with Sirius' own breath.
Sirius' fingers danced over the waistband of Remus' pants, and he waited for a nod before
tugging them off slowly. He didn't look down, didn't follow the movement with his eyes, but
he looked at Remus' face, searched his eyes, gazed at him in wonderment.
It was silly. More than silly, it was fucking stupid. Dumb, insane. But in that moment, the
words 'I love you' threatened to fall from his tongue.
It freaked him out for a moment, because they had only met today! But that wasn't really
true, was it? They'd been getting to know each other for weeks, and while it hadn't beenlong; Remus knew he was already falling for Sirius. How could he not be? He was so easy to
love, and Remus was a weak man.
"Sorry," Remus whispered, but he wasn't sorry at all. His thumb brushed along the line of
Sirius' jaw. "It's hard to focus on anything other than you sometimes."
"You're a dream, Remus Lupin," Sirius told him, his hands gripping Remus' hips lightly. His
voice sounded as if he couldn't believe what he was saying.
"Sorry," Remus repeated, shaking his head to jostle himself from his dream-like state. He
tilted his head and smiled goofily. "I'll fuck you now. I didn't mean to ogle you like an
idiot."
Sirius hushed him with a finger to the lips, shaking his head with a smile. "We don't have to
have sex if you're not up for it, Rem. I'm happy to just be with you."
Remus had to kiss him for that. "I'm not letting you out of my sight for the foreseeable
future, love. We have time to just 'be'. If you still want to continue, so do I."
"Okay," Sirius nodded. "I want you."
"Okay, baby," Remus kissed his forehead. "Get on the bed."
"How do you want me?"
"However you're most comfortable."
Sirius positioned himself on his back and propped himself up on his arms, his hair dangling
over his shoulders and spilling onto the pillow behind him. Spread out in his naked glory,
beautiful and artistic–if Remus could draw, he'd freeze this moment and get every detail of
him down on a piece of paper.
"Your cock," Sirius called in a theatrical moan, fanning his face as he rolled his eyes back
and dropped down onto the pillow.
"Hush," Remus laughed, a warm flush heating his ears.
Sirius propped himself back up and eyed him seriously. "No, really. It's fucking gorgeous.
Can't wait to have it inside me."
Remus put a knee on the bed and looked Sirius' body up and down hungrily. A smirk grew
slowly on his face, and he crawled onto the bed properly, situating himself between Sirius'
legs and leaning down with an arm on either side of Sirius' face. He leaned down, down,
down until Sirius' head was flat on the pillow.
"Hi."
"Hi," Sirius echoed, his voice choppy and his cheeks flushed.Remus smiled before lowering his mouth to Sirius' neck and biting. Sirius tilted his head to
the side to allow Remus easier access, his breath catching at the feeling of Remus' tongue
slipping between his teeth and lapping at the skin of his neck.
"You bruise so easily," Remus groaned into the curve of Sirius' throat, drawing an arm down
towards Sirius' arse. He thumbed at Sirius' raw hole, rubbing teasing circles over the used
skin. "Will you grab the lube for me, love? It's in the top drawer of the bedside."
After a minute of fumbling, Sirius handed the bottle to Remus with a strained, "Now hurry.
"
Chuckling as he felt Sirius' hole flutter under his thumb, Remus uncapped the bottle and
squeezed a glob onto his fingers, making sure to coat them generously before chucking it
haphazardly up onto the bed beside Sirus' head.
"I'm gonna use a few fingers first, alright? Get you nice and loose for me," Remus told him
as he gently rubbed a gelled finger firmly over Sirius' entrance.
"No, I don't need it. You already prepped me, I'm ready. I just need you inside me," Sirius
pleaded, his wide eyes staring up at Remus with a sparkle of impatient desire.
Remus smiled and kissed the arch of his eyebrow. "You need more, sweetheart. I don't want
to hurt you."
"You won't– fuck!" Sirius moaned as Remus entered two fingers in one smooth press and
crooked them upwards, instantly finding his prostate. "You won't hurt me. I can take it, I
swear I can."
"I have no doubt about that," Remus said, taking the focus from that sweet spot and working
to stretch Sirius' walls, scissoring his fingers and twisting them just so, savouring the way
Sirius' face screwed up in pleasure. "Maybe we can experiment with that in the future, but
not tonight. Do you understand, Sirius?"
"Yeah, Rem. I understand," Sirius rushed out, breaking out into a moan when Remus added a
third finger.
"You're almost there, love. Just another minute. You're being so good for me."
"Just for you," Sirius nodded, a hand moving upwards to cup Remus' cheek. His thumb
stroked up and down his cheek softly. Remus turned his head into Sirius' palm, pressing a
kiss right on the meat of his hand. "Only you, Moons."
"Fuck," Remus muttered, his composure crumbling. "I love that name. You're so bloody
lovely."
"I'm ready now," Sirius panted as he arched back onto Remus' fingers. Remus' cock
twitched at the thought of being inside of Sirius. "I'm ready, I'm ready, please. I want you; I
need you inside me."
"Okay," Remus hushed soothingly, slowly pulling out his fingers. Sirius winced at the sudden
emptiness, pushing his arse down on the bed, chasing his fingers. Remus tutted. "You'reokay, baby."
"I wanna do it," Sirius said as Remus reached for the bottle of lube again. Remus paused.
"You wanna lube me up, love?"
"Mhm," Sirius nodded and sat up, pouring a glob of lube onto his open palm. He reached for
Remus' cock and the instant the contact was made, Remus had to grit his teeth through a
pleasured groan. Sirius' lips spread in a devilish grin as his thumb brushed over the slit
delicately, pre-come and lube mixing together sinfully. "Such a pretty cock," Sirius said,
licking his lips.
"Fuck, Sirius," Remus said on a heavy breath, his head hanging forward and landing on
Sirius' shoulder.
"You're clean, yeah?" Sirius asked–a question he probably should've voiced before he had
Remus fucking deep into his throat.
"Yes," Remus nodded, a whine falling from his throat as Sirius ran a finger over the sensitive
vein on the underside of his length.
"So am I," Sirius said, his eyes searching Remus' when he lifted his head from Sirus'
shoulder. "If you're comfortable with it, and I mean only if you're comfortable, I don't want
you to use a condom. I wanna feel you."
"God, yeah," Remus agreed enthusiastically, wrapping a hand around Sirius' wrist and
pulling it away from his dripping prick. "You ready?" he asked as Sirius lay back down.
"I've been ready for you for weeks," Sirius nodded, his tone full of certainty. Remus
chuckled as he and Sirius worked wordlessly in unison to stuff a pillow under his hips,
propping him up at a good angle for Remus to line up his cock to the ready entrance of the
man before him.
Remus' jaw clenched and Sirius huffed a surprised breath when the head caught on his hole.
Whether it was the motion of that or the mere presence of Sirius, it was already the best sex
Remus had ever had.
He hooked an arm under one of Sirius' legs and pushed it up just a tad, beginning to press
against the tight ring of muscle.
Sirius' face screwed up into a frown at the stretch, and Remus couldn't tell if it was from
pleasure or pain. "You okay?" he asked, pausing his movements after the tip was fully
inserted and sliding a hand forward to stroke at Sirius' weeping cock, working to ease the
discomfort.
"I'm alright," Sirius told him, his eyes opening to shoot Remus a reassuring look. "It's been a
while. I'm just getting used to it again," he explained, slightly panting as Remus continued to
stroke his length. "You can give me more, now."Remus smiled at the honesty, that smile turning into a pleasured wince as he pushed in
further, the tight heat of Remus' body capturing him in a hazy cloud of bliss. "God," Remus
groaned, pausing once he was fully seated, giving Sirius the time to adjust. "You feel so
fucking good, Sirius. So good."
"Mm," Sirius hummed, a content little grin on his face that quickly turned mischievous. For a
second, Remus wondered what he was thinking about, but then he felt as Sirius' walls
tightened around him, and he moaned filthily into the air of the room. He looked down with
hooded eyes and shook his head with a scrunched grin. "What?" Sirius asked innocently.
"Oh, nothing," Remus replied with an equally innocent look, a look that withstood as he
ground his hips slowly, torturously, expertly, into Sirius, disrupting the expression of subtle
amusement on his face and instead replacing it with the draw of his brows and an unprepared
whine, arousal shooting through him as Remus' cock slid deeper against his sensitive walls.
"You're a menace," Sirius panted as Remus pulled out just a little, only to thrust back in,
slow and deep. Sirius had pulled the knee that was raised back against his chest and pulled
Remus forward by the shoulder, seeking the feeling of skin on skin.
Remus set a trusty slow and deep pace, making thorough work of reducing Sirius to a
whining, whimpering mess below him.
The sight of Sirius spread out, his hair a mess and his chest red with the flush of exertion,
was a sight to behold, and Remus could only hold out for so long before dipping down to nip
and bite at his chest.
As his tongue circled a nipple, Sirius threw his head back, the snap of Remus' hips and his
teasing tongue apparently too much. Remus laughed breathily against his chest. He lifted his
head, the motion of his thrusts unfaltering. "You are sensitive, aren't you? You weren't just
trying to appease me."
"Believe me," Sirius said breathlessly, tilting his head as Remus trailed kisses up the column
of this throat. "Everything I told you was true."
"Yeah?" he breathed against Sirius' neck. He took a second to suck another mark into the
curve of Sirius' jaw. "You meant it when you said you like having your hair pulled?" But
Remus already knew this to be true. He'd already drawn the most sinful reactions from the
slightest of touches.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Sirius teased cheekily, moaning out stunningly when Remus
angled his hips just so, directly slamming into that little bundle of nerves.
"I would, yeah."
And then he promptly pulled out, basking in the whine of protest that Sirius let out, and
turned him over onto his front, arse up and on display.
Remus pressed back in, not giving him any time to adjust again before the merciless, ruthless
snap of his hips started back up again.He fisted a hand in the luscious hair that spilled like ink over Sirius' back and twisted it
around his wrist a few times before tugging hard enough for Sirius' neck to snap up, his eyes
shut tight as the song of pleasure flew from between his parted lips.
"Mm," Remus hummed against the shell of his ear. He pressed a kiss to the nape of Sirius'
neck. "You sound so pretty, baby."
"Remus," Sirius choked out, noises a steady stream now, falling unconsciously from his
throat. "Remus, please."
"Please, what, baby?"
"I–" Sirius cut himself off, shaking his head in what seemed like utter speechlessness. "Just,
fuck!" Remus was hitting his prostate dead on now, no more messing about, no more teasing.
He wanted to watch Sirius fall apart.
"Wanna kiss you," Sirius pleaded, his head falling forward as Remus' grip on his hair
loosened. His hips were grinding into the bed and pushing back onto Remus' cock, greedily
searching for the peak of his pleasure.
"Like this?" Remus asked on a moan, his own pleasure mounting.
"On my back."
"Okay, baby," Remus said tenderly, his lips pressing back to the skin of his nape before
pulling out slowly–regrettably–the pair of them wincing in unison at the sudden dispel of
their pleasure.
Sirius wasted no time in turning back over, spreading his legs wide and using his ankles to
reel Remus back in, pulling at his arse in determination to be full once more. Remus
complied without an issue, sheathing himself inside Sirius and searching for that spot once
again.
Once he found it, Sirius whined and pulled Remus in, wasting no time in pulling Remus' lips
towards his own. His hips rolled unrelenting into that spot, doing his best to finish Sirius off
as their mouths met in a fervent, messy tangle of tongues, a kiss that soon turned into open-
mouthed panting as their climaxes grew closer and closer.
"I'm so fucking close," Sirius panted into Remus' open mouth, his lips capturing Remus'
bottom one and sucking it into his mouth in another filthy kiss before breaking off and letting
out a truly indecent moan. "Fuck, Moons. I'm gonna come, please."
Remus brought a hand down to Sirius' cock and jerked it furiously in his palm, his grip tight
and intentional.
"Me too," he exhaled, groans slipping uncontrollably from his mouth as Sirius clenched
around him. "You're glowing, Sirius. You're so fucking pretty. Fuck, you're gonna make me
come," Remus said, every thought in his head falling from his throat without his control, his
forehead falling against Sirius'."Inside me," Sirius whined. "I need to feel you come inside me."
"Fuck," Remus moaned, nodding jerkily as his wrist and hips sped up as one. The knot of
arousal in his stomach began to unravel and as Sirius writhed underneath him, he couldn't
stop the inevitable break of that dam welling inside him. "Fuck!" he shouted as he felt
himself empty into Sirius' steadily tightening hole.
"Remus!" Sirius yelped, moaning downright fucking sinfully as he reached his crescendo,
come spurting out over Remus' fist and coating their stomachs, his chest wracked with
uneven, shaky breaths as he shook with exertion.
Once Remus had milked the last drops of come from Sirius' spent cock, he let up on his
strokes, but he allowed himself to grind his hips slowly into Sirius until he whined in
overstimulation.
"Get up here," Sirius demanded sleepily as he made the most endearing grabby hands at
Remus. He huffed a tired laugh and pulled out slowly, carefully, and complied with Sirius'
request.
Remus flopped down beside Sirius and pulled him possessively onto his chest. Boneless and
fucked out, Sirius went easily, sprawling across Remus happily.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, a comfortable silence accompanied by delicate kisses
on skin and fingers stroking lightly through hair. Remus could tell that Sirius was only
moments away from falling asleep, and with an apologetic smile, he lifted Sirius off his chest
and grinned down at him.
"Hi."
"Hi," Sirius parroted, a dopey smile on his face as he looked up at Remus.
"We need to get cleaned up," he said regretfully.
Giving his best dramatic sigh, Sirius responded, "No shower. That's a task for the morning."
"I'll be right back," Remus said fondly, brushing a stray curl behind Sirius' pierced ear.
He got up and rushed to the bathroom, cleaning himself up and wetting a cloth with warm
water to bring back to Sirius.
When he returned to the room, he found Sirius sat up in bed, combing his fingers through his
frazzled hair. He smiled when he saw Remus, and Remus could've sworn that his knees
wobbled at the sight of the angel in his bed.
"You taking care of me, are you?"
"Only the best for you, love," Remus shot back teasingly as he kneeled on the bed and
motioned for Sirius to lie down. He cleaned the drying spend from Sirius' stomach first, then
moved on to Remus' own come that was leaking down Sirius' thighs.Bodies clean and cloth discarded, Remus was finally able to settle back into the plush pillows
with the weight of Sirius' head on his chest. His fingers were tracing circles over the crescent
moon tattoo on Remus' arm. "My Moony," Sirius whispered against his chest, pressing a
warm kiss to the ink.
"'Moony'," Remus sighed, fingers dancing through the ends of Sirius' hair. "I love that."
"Yeah? You do?" Sirius asked hopefully, his tired eyes shining as he met Remus' fond gaze.
"I really do," Remus told him sincerely.
Sirius didn't respond for a minute. He just gazed up at Remus, searching his eyes for who
knows what. He seemed to reach a mental conclusion and leaned in for a soft kiss. "You're
gonna have to be my boyfriend now, I think," he said decisively, leaving no room for
discussion.
Remus did his best to stifle a smile of elation and he laughed heartily.
"You sure move fast," he said. Yes, yes, yes, he thought. This is the best day of my life, he
thought. Sirius Black is my boyfriend! he thought.
"No point in going slow, love," Sirius said, tapping Remus lightly on the nose with the pad of
his finger.
He scrunched up his nose, letting the elation become apparent in his expression.
"Boyfriends," Remus mused with a thoughtful guise. "Sounds alright, I guess."
"Shut up," Sirius laughed, his head nuzzling comfortably into Remus' throat, very similar to
a lazy kitten. "Like you'd let me leave without the official title."
"Have you been reading my mind?" Remus joked, playing with Sirius' fingers as they drew
patterns across his chest.
"Yeah," Sirius yawned. "It's my special boyfriend power."
Remus chuckled and pressed a gentle, loving kiss to the top of Sirius' head. "Go to sleep,
baby."
He felt as Sirius' breaths evened out over his chest, the sleep ridden form of him calm and
spent against him. Remus couldn't contain the content smile from spreading across his face.
Remus Lupin and Sirius Black were in a relationship.
He felt giddy, giddy like a child who was promised an ice-cream. He needed to text Lily.
Remus: I owe you my life for making me download that stupid fucking app.
Remus: Tell James he's never getting rid of me.Remus: I love you.
With a secret smile on his face and his fingers threaded through Sirius' hair, he whispered,
"Boyfriend," into the quiet of the room and fell into a deep sleep, images of black hair and
pale skin plaguing his dreams.End Notes
this was supposed to be 2k words of sexting... whoops!
special mentions to lily and remus' "all my luck" "and all my love" - idek how that happened
but i love them so
lily's aloe juice and sirius' lychees. can you tell they're my favs and i was craving
let me know your thoughts!! lots of love xo
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