Hey! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Elliot! Honestly this only started because of my roommates doing THIS EXACT THING so you can thank them and my girlfriend for this entire one-shot. This is honestly a lot shorter than I'm used to writing so I feel a little off posting it, but I also just want to get more used to writing short stories. I guess this is my Valentine's Day story for the year even though it's been two months since Valentine's day since I didn't write anything else for it so... woops. I promise I posted it on AO3 for around the right date. Oh well, hope you enjoy!
CW: Mild sexual content, mentions of abusive parents
Remus wasn't entirely sure how the entire thing started. It was probably something that happened by accident - actually, he was pretty sure it was in first year.
Sirius had sat on James' hand, and instead of being a normal person and asking him to move, James just muttered, "Booty," under his breath.
By seventh year, it was ingrained in every single one of the Marauders. If you touched an ass, you said, "Booty." It didn't matter whose ass. It didn't matter if it was an accident or on purpose. You said, "Booty."
It had been awkward sometimes. Remus had pulled Sirius up to the dorms early one evening before the full moon, a few weeks after they had started dating. He was always a bit more excited then.
They had kissed, and things just escalated from there until Sirius was beneath Remus without a shirt, and Remus was kissing his neck. One hand clutched Remus' hair.
Remus grazed his teeth against Sirius' throat and felt his boyfriend shiver. Sirius' free hand travelled down his back, and Remus leaned up to catch him in another rough kiss.
Sirius moaned and sucked Remus' lip between his teeth - payback. His hand reached Remus' ass, and suddenly, he pulled back to mumble, "Booty," against his lips.
Remus paused, and then rolled onto his back laughing.
Sirius cursed and sat up. "Sorry, it was instinct-"
Remus shook his head, covering his mouth with his arm to stifle his laughter. It didn't work.
Needless to say, the make-out session didn't continue.
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Instinctual || A Wolfstar One-Shot
FanfictionRemus wasn't entirely sure how the entire thing started. It was probably something that happened by accident - James sitting on Sirius' hand or something. The way jokes generally started. But by seventh year, it was ingrained in every single one of...