The Barista

the smell of lemons and tea

A/n : just a warning to people who don't feel comfy with reading it : there's smut in this chapter

One Month Later

Sirius hopped off his motorcycle and pulled his helmet off, eyes scanning the garage for his boyfriend.

"Hey, what's up?" He turned and saw a familiar redhead.

"Hey Lil," he smiled and approached where she was sitting on a stool in the corner with a book that looked a lot like one of his boyfriends. "Here to pick up Rem, you?"

"I didn't have class this afternoon, so I came here because I was bored. I was hoping Remus would entertain me but instead he's just been working."

"I mean, that is kinda his job here?"

"Unimportant. I'm his best friend. I come first."

"Sirius?" He turned and his mouth went dry upon seeing Remus. Flash back to the first time he'd come to the garage to pickup his motorcycle from the other man. He looked just as, if not more, attractive than he had then with his ruffled sex hair (He now knew exactly what Remus' curls looked like post getting laid so he knew what he was comparing this look to) and denim overalls. Jesus, seeing him in those overalls did things to him. "Hey babe." Sirius relished in the way the pet name alone still made Remus turn crimson. "Ready to go?"

Remus pecked him on the lips. "You don't even know. I need a nap so badly." He was about to step away but Sirius pulled on denim straps to limit the gap between them so he could kiss him more thoroughly.

"Oh yeah?" He whispered into Remus' ear and he felt the other man shiver.

"Mhmm," Remus hummed.

"Is there anything else you want to do?"

"I can think of a thing or two, yeah."

Sirius pushed the helmet he was holding into Remus' chest and looked him in the eye. "You can remember them until we get back to the flat right?"

"I sure hope so. It would suck if I forgot."

"You guys need to get your own bloody flat so I can go home in peace and not have to worry about walking in on you two," Lily grumbled from behind them.

Remus gave him a wolfish grin and kissed him once more, promisingly, before he pulled the helmet on over his head. "Yeah, you might want to hang with James for a bit or something Lily," he told her, while maintaining eye contact with Sirius.

The redhead made gagging noises but neither of them cared. Sirius turned to his bike and hiked his leg over the seat so that he was straddling it. Remus joined him, wrapping his arms around his waist and squeezing once to signal that he was ready. Sirius revved the engine and tore out of the garage, already thinking about all the things he'd do to Remus in those overalls when they were alone.

-x-

The door wasn't even closed before Sirius was tugging at denim straps again and pulling the other man closer. Remus' lips were on his as he kicked the door shut behind them and dragged him down the hall to his room. Sirius pushed them down over Remus' shoulders roughly, using the beltloops to pull their hips together, shoved them down over his waist. Remus pressed hot open-mouthed kisses to Sirius' neck as he stepped out of them. Desperate hands pushed and pulled at clothing until the two of them had nothing separating them, shirts and pants dropped to the floor, as they fell back into Remus' bed. It wasn't their first time doing this so they knew where the other liked being touched. Sirius pulled at Remus' golden locks eliciting a moan. Remus kissed the sensitive skin between his neck and jaw making his toes curl.