Sirius awoke, blinking. His eyes cloudy in the mid-day light streaking through the ill-covered window in this attic of Grimoldplace. A room he’d dubbed his own since he’d been stuck here. He refused to sleep in his old room when he arrived, and rather he slept in the attic. Remus had been placed in the basement, it was locked and had no windows.
Being stationed under the house meant it was good for when he transformed and didn’t have any wolfsbane available to keep him sane. The issue with this however was threefold; one Remus hated the basement, he hated the feeling of being trapped, he had to sleep down there all the time and he was forced to transfer in there, even on wolfsbane he still felt suffocated and anxious in the dank basement.
Two; was that it smelled of mould and dank wet wood and drove Remus up the wall, and that became everyones problem.
Three; he was in love with Remus and the two had worked out their issues earlier that year, issues involving Remus losing his faith in Sirus for believing him to be the spy in the first wizarding war. But with a lot of shouting and yelling at everyone, they managed to work it out and have been going strong since then. However, Sirius and Remus had both lost everyone in their lives and the new Order of the Phoenix was the closest thing either of them had to their family. Fearing that their relationship would be looked down upon or create some tension between them and the other members they’d kept it a secret. Most nights Remus had to creep up the steps to the attic and snuck into Sirus's room once everyone had gone to sleep, cuddling up next to Sirus most nights and sleeping till the next morning when the two of them would make sure to wake up before everyone and go down to breakfast as to not rise suspicion.
All of this however stopped when the wretch that was Albus Dumbledore sent Remus away to spy on werewolves three weeks ago, leaving Sirius completely alone in the house.
It had been weeks since Sirus had seen/heard from Remus. He’d been hoping Remus would be able to come home for his birthday but, today that day came and Sirus was alone, again.
Sighing and willing himself to not start crying, not yet. He got out of bed. He was in bad shape he knew it. His hair was unkept and he hadn’t showered in a few days. He did a lot of sleeping and when he wasn’t sleeping he was drinking. He supposed today would be no different. Except maybe today he wouldn’t feel so guilty about it. It was his birthday after all.
Another one he’d be spending alone.
He got up and walked downstairs to the kitchen, Kreacher was nowhere to be found, he thought, at least I won't have to deal with his nonsense.
Sitting down at the kitchen table where he’d finished up last night there was a half-drunk bottle of fire whisky, sighing. “it gonna be one of these days again,” he muttered, sighing as he lit a cigarette between his fingers and inhaled. But it wasn’t enough, to stop the wash of sadness that ran over his, he felt a fire at the back of his throat that had nothing to do with the smoke, a sting in his eyes that had nothing to do with the smell of burning tobacco.
He looked up at the clock, 12:04 pm.
He wondered where Remus was right now? He knew he hadn’t wanted to go and play double agent again, but when he found out that Dumbledore planned to send him away his first concern was that he’d miss Sirus's birthday. Knowing that Dumbledore wouldn't let Remus come back early if his life depended on it, Sirus had assured Remus that he would be alright, even jokingly saying.
”I went 12 birthdays alone, what's one more!” but Remus had only looked sad.
More tears burned at the back of Sirius's throat, willing himself not to cry he down his drink in one go, coughing slightly as it went down.
He sat there, alone in the poorly lit, chilly kitchen of Grimoldplace. He wasn’t sure how long he’d stay there just staring at the wall, but he went through two cigarettes in time.
He was only snapped out of his trance by the sound of the door opening. Probably Mad-eye or Kingsley he thought. He heard the door shut as someone walked down the hall into the kitchen. Not turning around he said, “Dumbledore hadn’t been by,”
“Good, I'm not in the mood to deal with him.”
Sirus whipped around so fast he was surprised his neck didn’t crack, Remus
A grin broke out over his face Sirus stood up and ran at Remus.
His clothes were tattered, his hair a mess, his face scratched up and he smelt like dirt and fire, smoke, his duffel bag was flithy. But he was here.
“Happy birthday pads.” That was all he got out before Sirus through his arms around Remus and squeezed so tight he wasn’t sure if Remus could breathe, but he didn’t care. He was here.
Sirus felt Remus's hands slide around his waist squeezing so tight it was almost painful, he felt Remus bury his face into Sirus's shoulder and Remus did the same. Inhaling deeply. Under the thick smell of dirt and wolf, he could still smell Remus, the familiar smell of parchment, melted chocolate, sweaters and cigarettes and old books and tea. He could smell Remus. No spell could re-create that.
Remus was here.
Sirus pulled back readying to kiss Remus, but he felt part of his stomach drop out when Remus bent himself backwards pulling out of reach of his mouth, their arms still around each other,
“Pads I love you, but I haven’t brushed my teeth in weeks-“
Sirus groaned and settled for kissing Remus's cheek, his neck, his nose, his eyebrow, his forehead, anywhere his lips would reach bare skin. But at the end of his attack, Remus was giggling and bright red, Sirus chuckling alongside him, his grin, so strong his cheeks were beginning to hurt. But he wouldn't stop smiling. Remus was here, he knew Dumbledore and quite a few orders members would have several goes at him for blowing his cover and leaving his mission early, but he didn’t care.
Remus was here.
Sirus pressed one last kiss to Remus's scratched cheek before pulling back enough to look his boyfriend in the eyes. They stood there for a second, just enjoying being back together again when Sirus asked,
“What are you doing here?”
“I told you, I didn’t want to miss your birthday.”
Sirus chuckled and wished now more than ever that Remus would let him kiss him.
“Dumbldores gonna kill you.” Remus shrugged,
“I'll ask him to hold off on that until tomorrow.” Sirus smiled and squeezed Remus tighter.
A few more seconds of comfortable silence before Remus's face was washed with worry, one of his hands sliding up the side of Sirus's face, that black-haired boy immedietly leaning into the touch,
“you ok pads? Your looking at little worse for where.” Sirus hurgged and said
“I could say the same about you.” Remus gave a weak smile and said,
“Fair enough.” But Siruis saw his eyes venture over to the table where the fire whiskey and the cigarettes sat.
Remus ran his finger over Sirus's greasy knotted hair. Sighing he said in a teasing tone,
“Pads I'm sorry this is tragic and needs fixing.” He said.
“you're telling me I have to wait for my birthday presents?” he mocked
Remus chuckled and dropped his arms from Sirus's waist taking his hand and pulling him towards the bathroom he said, “Unfortuantly, so.”
Sirus chuckled and followed Remus, letting the werewolf pull him along, their hands still joined as they made their way up to the bathroom. Remus peeled off his flirty shirt, he didn’t have the luxury of fresh clothes or running water while he was with the werewolves most of the time, it was one of the things he hated the most about the mission he was frequently sent on, he watched as Sirius turned the steaming water of the shower on and took off his clothes, steeping under the steaming water. Remus threw the last of these filthy clothes sin a pile in the corner, he was going to have to burn them later, he turned and opened a draw in the bathroom, inside was his toothbrush and toothpaste, he squeezed and very generous amount into the brush and then walked under the shower water next to sirus who was staring to try and untangle his hair. Remus started vigorously brushing his teeth.
It was probably his favour part about getting cleaned up after coming back from a mission and brushing his teeth, he felt so fucking fresh afterwards.
It also came with the much-added bonus of being able to snog Sirus as much as he pleased without worrying about giving him some infectious gum disease.
After about three minutes of vigorous brushing and Sirus impatiently trying to untangle his hair whilst giving Remus secretive glances every twelve seconds Remus stepped out of the shower for just a second to spit in the sink and put his toothbrush down before Sirus was on him.
Grabbing the sides of his face and pressing their mouths together furiously Remus felt Sirius pull him back under the warmth of the shower's hot water. But he barely felt it, all he could acknowledge was the reality of Sirus's mouth pressed on his.
He felt Sirius's tongue in his mouth, on his teeth down his throat, he could barely understand what to down with his mouth.
Pleasure washed over him and he grabbed his waist. Kissing the boy back with the same furious passion. Remus was pressed up against the shower wall, hot water rushing over him as Sirus’s naked body was pressed against his.
“fuck I missed you.” Sirus moaned into Remus's mouth,
“Me too,” Remus replied holding Sirus tighter.
Remus finally had enough sense in him to realise they were both painfully hard, grinning into the kiss he broke away, kissin' Sirus sight on the lip, once, twice, three times as if he meant to break away but couldn’t commit. Finally, he broke off sinking to his knees and pressing his lips to Siru’s stomach his hands on Sirus's hips, he stuck his tongue in and out of Sirus's naval sighing and gasping Remus's name as he did so.
“fuck- Mooney- Is this reunited sex? O-or birthday sex..ah-“ a broken sentence made its way out of Sirus’s sinful mouth as Remus continued his assault on Sirus's navel and surrounding area.
Pressing one last kiss to Sirius's stomach Remus looked up at him,
“Reunited sex.” Was all Remus said before he stood up and kissed Sirus again, his hand snaking around Sirus and his leaking dick? He squeezed them a few times sirus gasping in his mouth as Remus did so.
After he was satisfied he started pumping away, moving his hand over both these dicks creating friction on them together, his fingers running over the slots in them and pulling them together.
Now, normally the two of them had pretty good stamina when it came to sex, both of them could hold on for a while, but it had been weeks and neither of them was interested in making this last long, there would be plenty of time for slow, gently long draw out shags later now that pair just wanted the other to get off.
Remus felt the heat begin to re in his stomach and he pressed his mouth to Sirus's shoulder bitting down, hard. The pressure made Sirus cry out n pleasure and it was only a second later before the shorter man came all over their stomach, as the thick, wet, cum dribbled ver Remus's dick, he felt the pressure come and heat explained inside him as he came too.
“oh- fuck, sirus!” Remus groaned as he came.
Releasing his jaw from Sirus's shoulder Remus looked down at his beautiful boyfriend, his eyes were closed and his face relaxed as his orgasms subsided.
Remus couldn’t help but feel so damn lucky that he was the one that got to see Sirus like this.
Sirus opened his eyes and saw Remus looking down at him, he smiled up at him and kissed him on the mouth. It wasn’t as furious as before, much gentler, softer.
He smiled. “we’re doing that again later too fast for my liking.”
“counting on it.” Remus grinned and kissed Sirus again.
Remus, with Sirus's help, scrubbed every inch of his skin twice with two different types of soaps, he washed his hair three times and cleaned under his very short nails till there was only the pale color of his skin showing underneath rather than the layer of black dirt that had been there before.
Then he spent ten minutes carefully, untangling, washing, conditioning and brushing Sirus's hair, it fell to the length just below his jaw, it was much too short for Sirus’s liking and it was too frizzy. He knew Sirus wasn’t happy with it, but Remus hoped he would change that soon.
They got out of the shower. They dried themselves and trudged up to the attic where Russ stashed most of his belongings and got changed.
Sirus was in an oversized shirt and his underwear, with a fresh pair of socks. Remus wanted to point out that it was too cold to just be in a shirt, but he wasn't going to argue when Sirus’s thighs were on display.
Remus into comfortable pants and a warm wool sweater.
Sirius leaned back against the wall in the attic bedroom, he slept on a mattress on the floor, It had become their space, his and Remus’s.
Their safe spot, a place where they could lock the door and just be themselves.
Remus finished pulling the jumped over his head and crawled onto the bed next to Sirius.
Remus could have quite happily fallen asleep right there, but he had things to do, he had planned Sirius birthday and he was on a timer.
“so, do I get that round of birthday sex now?” Sirus teased and Remus sat next to him on the bed.
“hmmm- maybe later, ive got something for you.” Remus said pulling a box wrapped in red and gold ribbon form by the bed.
Srisu looked at me in surprise,
“Mooney you didn’t-“ Sirus started but Remus shushed him.
“I did-“ he took a breath and said, “I missed twelve of your birthdays. And you spent twelve of your birthdays alone in a dank cell in Azkaban. So, at the beginning of this year, I started collecting things, things that I would have gotten you for your birthday for all the years I missed.”
“Moony-“ Sirus started, he was so touched,
“Don’t- say I didn’t have to. I know I didn’t, but I wanted to, pads. You never really got to celebrate your birthdays after we left school and, I know how much you want to enjoy them so I decided I would try and make up for all the birthdays I missed.” Remus said he was okay and he felt proud of himself, he’d worked hard all year, doing odd jobs here and there saving up to make this day special for Sirus.
Sirus had tears in his eyes, he sat forward pulled Remus into a hug and said,
“you’re the I can't believe- fuck, your incredible moons.” He pressed a kiss to Remus's jaw and said, “I love you so fucking much.”
Remus held him tight and said, “I love you to pads.” They pulled back from the hug, Sirius pressing a kiss to Remus's lips. Breaking away Remus said,
“I got you, twelve presents for twelve birthdays, and I believe I also owe you twelve rounds of birthday sex.”
Sirus grinned, and in that moment he doubted he’d ever stop grinning.
“it would seem we’ve got a busy day ahead of ourselves,” Sirus said,
“Indeed we do,” Remus said, he pulled the present out and handed it to Sirus, who took it gently. He knew Remus didn’t have a lot of money and if he’d acquired twelve birthday presents for him, he knew it would have cost him hugely.
He opened the box gently, undoing the golden and red ribbon Remus had carefully tied. He noticed it was a shoe box, it wasn’t branded, just a plain brown shoe box, but when he opened it he saw, converse. They were the traditional black, with the white bottom and white logo star. He held his breath.
He’d worn Converse all through Hogwarts and during his time in the first war, but after he’d escaped Azkaban he’d lost all his stuff, the only thing he had were the leftover clothes left in the house, they were very fancy but horribly uncomfortable and not at all his style.
But these, these were right up his alley. He noticed small scuff marks on the bottoms and sides of the shoes and the fabric of them looked a little worn out. Remus had clearly found them in an op shop. But Sirus couldn't care less.
Remus had gotten him cover. Second-hand or not, these were the best things he could have imagined.
“do you like them?” Remus asked tentatively,
“fuck moony, I love them! fuck Moony, I love you.” Sirus leaned over the box and kissed Remus letting all his joy and love overflow into his kiss with Remus. Grinning uncontrollably into it.
He broke the kiss reluctantly and looked back at the shoes, he picked one up and admired it. It was silly but he felt a small part of him come alive again. he knew what he wore shouldn’t determine that much about him, but he felt so out of place in this house, in these clothes, having these made him feel a little more like himself.
“there, second-hand but-“
“Remus I don’t care, I love them, thank you so, much.”
Remus smiled, Sirus put the shoes back in the box and placed them gently down beside the bed,
“Can I get that round of birthday sex now? Or are we doing it like 12 presents then 12 rounds of sex?”
Remus laughed and leaned forward kissing Sirus on the mouth, his hands going to the man's shirt, he started undoing the buttons, before Sirus pushed him down onto his back, straddling the werewolf, still leaning down to snog his as Remus fiddled away with the buttons on his shirt. As the shirt fell away off of Sirius’s chest and stomach, Remus slid his hand up the smooth pale skin. He never got used to the rush of electricity that came with it as he began to run his hands over Sirus's bare skin.
Remus pulled the shirt away from Silk's back and let it fall to the bed, he ran his finger over Sirus's waist and onto his back, running his finger up and down the skin, sirus still gnawing away at his mouth. Sirus pushed Remus's sweater up, exposing his chest, breaking away from the kiss he made his way down to the exposed nipples, just below the fabric of the jumper.
“fuck-pads.” Remus gasped as Sirus started ruthlessly sucking away at the coffee, coloured stationed nobbles of skin. As he sucked away, he felt something firm rise and start rubbing against his thigh, apparently sucking of Remus's nipples didn’t just make them hard.
Sirus very slowly started moving his hips over in a small circle creating friction between them and Remus's hard cock, which was pushing up from his pants.
Remus moaned as he registered that Sirius was gently riding this thigh, he gasped and slid one of his hands into Sirus's newly, brushed hair and helped on gently. As Sirus began moving faster and faster over his dick, more waves of pleasure shot up his body, electricity passed through him as Sirus began to ride him faster and faster.
Sirus had stopped sucking on Remus's nipples by now and was panting into the werewolf's chest, gasping and groaning at the pleasure rushing up and down his body at the sensations created by Remus's dick pushed in between his thighs.
“fuck-pads!” Remus gasped as Sirus made an effort of rutting up and down against Remus.
“ahh-” was all Sirus was able to get out in reply, but his hands went down to Remus's past undoing them in a hurried swift motion. Remus lifted his hips and help Sirus get his pants and underwear off in one motion before his own hands went and cupped Sirus’s ass before the ebony-haired man had a chance to position himself further down Remus’ body.
Remus started scrambling for Sirus’s pants but to no avail.
“off-“ he groaned.
Sirus chuckled and sat up slightly, undoing his pants and pulling them down over his leaking cock. He pushed them aside and leaned back down to kiss Remus, who didn’t hesitate for a second before pulling Sirus's underwear off in one swift motion before throwing them aside, he slide his hands over Sirus's bare ass and squeezed, slicing his fingers in between the cheeks and making a point of probing sirus hole.
“hurry up and fuck me.”
Remus chuckled and flipped them over so he was on top, sirus gasped as he hit the mattress, his hair was swirled out around him on the pillow like a dark halo.
Remus moved over to place a brief chaste kiss on his lips before kissing down his cheek, down his jaw onto his neck and began steadily sucking and biting down, ensuring to leave a dark bruise o the skin. Sirus was gasping, his hands in Remus's hair tugging on it gently as pleasure seeped over his skin.
Remus gently moved away from Sirus's neck and slid his hand up his chest. Moving his hands on Sirus's cheek, Sirus moved his mouth to suck on Remus’s thumb Reums groaned at the feeling of Sirus swirling his tongue over Remus's finger.
Pulling his finger out of his grasp, he looked down at Sirus, his face one of pure want and lust, his leaking erection pressed against Remus's tight. Eletrcity ran over him making him feel weak as he looked down at Sirus. Fuck he loved his man.
Sirus lifted his head and kissed Remus's hand, moving his mouth along the skin of his index and middle fingers.
Remus let him.
He shivered as Sirius licked the fingers, Sirus propped himself up on his elbows and slide his mouth over Remus's index finger and his middle finger, swirling his tongue around them and covering them in a thick layer of silver, the feeling was leaving Remus shaking, there was just something so erotic about the wat sirus was holding his gaze while he sucked away at the fingers.
Remus eventually, came back to himself slid his fingers out from Sirus’s mouth and moved his hands down to Sirus's entrance. Sliding his index finger inside Sirus, he felt Sirus shudder and let out a raspy moan at the sudden intrusion.
“oh fuck- moony-“ Sirus gasped.
“You okay?” Remus asked, making sure.
Sirus was biting his lip and squeezing his eyes shut but he nodded slightly. Remus held his finger still inside Sirus, buried knuckle deep inside him, he gave Sirus a moment before he started thrusting it in and out, eventually sliding the second finger in and began scissoring Sirus the dark-haired man moaning as Remus began probing around his prostate gland.
He hit it dead on.
“RE-Mus!” sirus gaped, Remus pulled back slightly and held his finger still, an impacted Sirus started moving his up back and forth fucking himself on Remus's fingers.
“fuck- pads.” Remus said he was trying to keep it together but watching Sirus fuck himself on Remu's finger was such a hot sight. “fuck-“Remus gave in, he slide his hand over his hip stopping him from moving, Sirus obliged and Remus pulled out his fingers.
He needed Sirus, now. He spat on his hand and moved the saliva over his throbbing cock, he was aware of Sirus's eyes on him as he did so. Once he was satisfied he leaned over Sirius, one hand steadying himself the other guiding his cock at Sirus's entrance. He placed a series of gentle repetitive kisses on Sirus's lips.
Kiss, “you ready?” he asked another kiss and another kiss. Sirus nodded and Remus pushed his cock in, fast at first but then slowly easing it inside Sirus who was a moaning mess.
“fuck- Rwmus, oh god- fuck!.. Remus-” A rush of broken sounds and words flooded the air. Once Remus was seated completely inside Sirus he gave the man a second to adjust. Pressing gentle kisses to his mouth and jaw. After a second he heard Sirus grunt impatiently.
“start fucking moving Remus, I'm gonna be sixty-seven by the time you get going.”
Remus grinned and started thrusting in and out of Sirus at a rapid pace. Moving faster and faster, hitting Sirus's spot dead on every single time.
“fuck yes! Sirus gasped and Remus was moaning Sirus's name into his neck like a prayer and pleasure raced all through his body.
Soon enough electrical currents began to pound through Remus's body, he heard Sirus moan something, and he kept going, pounding into Sirus with a furious passion.
“oh fuck Remus! Fuck I’m gonna cum!” Sirus whined, he was clawing at Remus’s back. Something that was most tooth of them, sirus had left scars down Remus’s back from digging his nails into the skin and dragging them down his back and Remus never cared. They were the few scars he wasn’t ashamed of on his body.
“fuck Moony-”
Sirus's hand was fisting himself faster and faster, and Remus felt warm-thick liquid hit his stomach as Sirus came all over them both.
Satisfied that Sirus had come, Remus let him do the same. And he hurriedly pulled out of Sirus, and let his orgasms squirt over Sirus’s stomach. Both of them panting hard.Remus watched as Sirus buttoned up his shirt again, his chest rising and falling steadily.
“I don’t know why you bother to put that back on, we’re gonna be taking it all off again soon.” Remus chuckled, he’d also gotten dressed but that wouldn’t have stopped him from teasing Padfoot.
“have some humility moony.” Sirus chucked, he left the top two buttons on the shirt undone. Remus couldn't help but smile at the alchemy grey-wolf tattoos on his chest. Remus smiled and stood up, he was eager to get on with their day, he’d planned out that whole day and they still had eleven presents and eleven rounds of sex to get through before that night.
He held out his hands and Sirus grabbed on them getting Remus to pull him to his feet. As he rose he planted a kiss on Remus's mouth. They were wolf grinning into the kiss.
Fuck he loved Sirius.
Remus, still holding Sirus's hands in his own pulled him towards the door,
“we’re not staying up here?” sirus asked,
“pads, if you think I'm going to hand over eleven years worth of presents to you, you’ve got another thing coming.”
Sirus groaned, “You gonna make me clean anything aren’t you?”
“you know me so well.” Remus grinned. And he was right, they got down to the kitchen and Remus lit the fire before helping Padfoot clean the now warm, well-lit kitchen. When the place was clean, the firewhisky put away and cigarettes vanished up into their bedroom, Remus got Sisrus on a couch by the fire, pulled a parcel out of who-knows-where and handed it to Sirus. Who took it gently.
It felt soft in his hands, the wrapping red with golden ribbon, sirus saw a parent of Gryffindor-themed wrapping, and he grinned.
“Happy birthday,” Remus said smiling at him,
“You already said that.” Sirus chucked.
“I know, but I'm making up for all the ones that I missed,” Remus said,
Sirus opened the gift, and as the red wrapping paper fell away he saw, five, maybe six pairs of jeans.
They were ripped, in the knees, with shreds down the sides, some black, some dark grey. The grin that made his face was thrilling.
He unfolded all the jeans gently and admired every inch of them, there were five pairs and at the bottom, baggy denim cargo pants with lots of pockets lined with white material and chains dangling over them.
“holy shit Remus. Where did you even get all these?” Sirus asked, these would have cost a fortune and been so hard to find.
“a year's worth of scouring thrift shops every other day for almost a year.” He chuckled.
“holy shit- these are just. Fuck.” He was lost for words, again that feeling of a little part of him being awoken again like he’d been asleep for too long and that idea of having nothing so he felt unreal.
He leaned forward and kissed Remus on the mouth.
“I know, that was gonna have sex but I need to try this one.” He said gesturing to the denim cargo pants, he stood up and stripped giving Remus a wink over his shoulder.
When his Dress pants are no longer on. Instead of the cargo pants, they suited him. They suited him well-Remus felt his face flush. Sirus always looked good. Everything he wore made him look good. But these, are the kinds of pants he wore before Azkban.
They made him look like Sirius again.
“what’d you think?” he asked, doing a turn in front of Remus. Remus forgets how to speak for a second. He looked more alive, and it looked good.
“Good.” He stuttered before clearing his throat and letting out a breath he hadn’t realised he was holding.
Sirus chuckled and sat down opposite Remus. He looked over the other jeans again admiring them more closely.
Five pairs. Three black two dark grey.
One had the knees gone, surrounded by smaller rips long the pocked and up the tights, laces over with elastics, the black material looking bright again sirus warm pale skin. Another had to think of rips all up the leg strong thin elastics stretching over them so you could see them unless they stretched, all black and dark. The final black pair had large baggy potions of the knee, thigh and shin taken out of them with less elastics than the other covering the holes. The two grey pains, we were baggy on had rips all up the leg covered with black elastics creating an admirable contrast, the other was stretchy, and baggy but curving over the thigh and ankle. The holes frayed closely with few elastics covering up the numerous holes running up and down the front and sides of the legs.
Sirus loved all of them. He had no idea which his favour pair was, minus the pair he was wearing now.
“you’re really pretty,” Remus said, Sirius looked up from his jeans.
“huh?” sirus asked confused. He put the jeans down and scooted right over so he was crossed knee to Remus. It wouldn’t take a lot to lean in and kiss him. Something he intended to do very soon.
“you’re really pretty. When you look at things you like.” Remus said, he side his hands over Sirus’s holding them tight.
“what do you mean?” sirus asked, he was curious as to what Remsu saw. He’d never been told he looked pretty when he was looking at something that brought him joy. He wondered what Remus saw.
“you have this glint in your eyes and your skin does this thing where it looks warm to the touch. Like you’d been sitting in the sun.” Remus said, going pink and not meeting Sirus's eye.
“Well, I must look like that a lot. All the gawking at you I do over dinners and order meetings.” Sirus said and Remus chuckled, ducking his head and pressing his mouth to Siruius kissing him, gently but passionately.
“you wanna go for that second birthday shag?” Remus chuckled against his mouth. He nodded soundly into the kiss, pressing it deeper, pressing Remus into the couch, until he was lying on his back, his head pressed up against the armrest. Sirus kissing him, kissing his jaw, his cheek, his neck.
Remus felt Sirus's hands slide under his shirt, the buttons popping open as Sirus roamed his fingers over his skin, it didn’t take them very long to get undressed, Sirus’s shirt was off Remus still had his on but his pants were around his ankles a Sirus was unbuckling his own belt.
Remus was still kissing Sirus hard as he lay on top of him when both their underwear came off. Sirius crawled on top of him and plunged his mouth over Remus. Blowing it up and down coating it in fluids, Remus gasped.
But Sirius didnt stop, not giving him a moment to recover himself before he was up on his knees and sitting down over Remus again. “fuck sirus-“
“oh god, Remus-“ Sirus echoed as he started to rock back and forth over Remus hips, dipping Remus's head down to kiss Remus on the jaw “fuck you’re so hot pads.” Remus moaned his fingers moaned running over his bare smooth pale skin as Sirus sucked into his neck, one hand cupping his cheek.
As Sirus was rocking back and forth, Remus felt his boyfriend's lips reach a sensitive never on his neck, biting down on it. knowing it would make Remus maon.
Sirus had always been able to do this to him, make him feel good, make him feel like he was flying and falling at the same time. His lips moved over Remus's neck, knowing the skin was like his own. He was panting and gasping into the skin while he sucked a bit away for a moment, giving himself a chance to enjoy himself before he moved his face into Sirus's neck, asking what amount of skin he could reach.
“Pads-“ he whispered into the skin before kissing it again. his hands were tangled into Sirus's hair. Sirus moved his mouth off Remus's neck and pushed their lips together again.
Despite the erotics of what they were doing, the kiss was gentle. Remus's mouth was closer over Sirus’s top lip sliding his tongue into his mouth, cupping the man’s face with his hands. He stopped moving his hips for a second. Remus's dick pressed right up against his prostate. He just needed a second to appreciate kissing Remus. Kissings Remus he never got enough of, he never got over the feeling of it. Heated kissing the dark under the covers, or a kiss on the cheek or the side of his head when no one was looking always away made him blush like a schoolgirl. Or one of these kisses. All done with some much love and admiration in it that he felt like he was going to explode.
He loved every single one, every single kiss was like the first.
Remus moved his hips so slightly adjusting his position on the couch, but it was enough for his dick to get shoved hard against Sirus's prostate. Sirus whined and let out a moan. He shoved his face into Remus’s neck and sighed hard.
Remus grinned and kissed Sirus's shoulder. Sirus shouldered thrusting his hips dead up into Sirus hitting thSirusand at just the right angle.
“oh-Remus.” Sirius groaned. Remus slide one hand into his hips to help steady him and he continued his assault on Sirus’s prostate, remus snaked a hand around Sirus's cock and started pumping it faster and faster in time with his thrust into Sirus.
“fuck Remus-“ he whined.
“you gonna cum?” Remus asked, Sirus nodded into his shoulder. Hiss felt the heat building inside his stomach, but it was a little way off and he wanted Sirus to cum now. So he kept moving, faster and faster. Until he felt Sirus's stomach contract and white hot ropes of cum Sirus squeezed around Remus as he did, Remus felt the heat explode out of his stomach and he came inside Sirus.
“moony!” Sirius cried and he came,
Remus groaned into his neck holding Sirus tight as his body went still with pleasure, before he collapsed back down onto the couch.
Catching his breath he said, “Sorry- I came inside you.”
“d-don’t worry bout it,” Sirus mumbled, he slumped onto Remus who was holding him in a gentle bear hug.
Sirius tentatively sat up and moved his leg over Remus, his soft cock slipping out of Sirus as he gently flopped down next to Remus, back pressed into the back of the couch his head resting on Remus's chest. He slide his hand over Remus's stomach, his shirt was still on but bunched up around his shoulders, sirus dragged his finger through the slowly drying cum on his stomach.
“gross.” Remus chuckled as he watched Sirus.
“shut the fuck up,” Sirus said with no heat in his voice. Remus chuckled again and pulled Sirus closer. “are we gonna have ten more haves of birthday sex?”
“course. Unless you not up for it.” Remus teased.
“oh- I'm up for it.” sirus said reassuringly. “I just was making sure you're able to commit to it.”
Remus laughed and said, “You're making no sense.”
Sirius sighed and sat up he began pulling on his clothes and Remus lay their Remus watching him.
“you gonna get up or?”
Remus rolled his eyes and sat up.
Remus watched as Sirus opened it was a medium-sized box wrapped in red paper with a gold bow. They were sitting on the kitchen table. Cheese and crackers in between them. In between was still burning bright and the room was warm and cozy, Remus had acquired a cup of tea and was drinking it slowly while he and Sirus ate away at the crackers.
Sirus opened the box slowly and Remus saw his eyes light up as he looked through the box.
He watched as Sirus pulled out the shirts, some from singers and bands he listened to in Hogwarts some he discovered after getting older.
Nirvana, David Bowie, the Beatles, Arctic Monkeys and ABBA.
All mixed in together.
“fuck Remus, you went out a brought me a whole new wardrobe.”
Remus grinned and nodded slightly spinning his tea.
Siris leaned forward and kissed Remus on the mouth,
“Happy birthday Pads,” Remus mumbled against Sirius’s tongue.
~
Sirus chuckled and pressed deeper into the kiss. His hands moved up to cup Remus's cheeks. It was a smooth transition as Remus sunk his teeth into Sirius's neck as the shorter man pushed his aching cock inside Remusus. Not breaking the skin of his neck Remus groaned into Sirus’s shoulder.
“fuck pads,” he held a slightly shaking Sirus, he didn’t top very often, it was a rare occurrence, but Remus always enjoyed it, it came with the sensation that he could hold Sirus in his body and never let him go.
Remus was sitting on the kitchen table, his shirt still on but his pants on the floor somewhere. Sirus was stationed between his thighs, his hands holding Remus's bare hips. Sirus was holding on to Remus for dear life. His face was pressed into Remus’s neck. He felt one of Remus’s hands slide into his hair and stroke it gently.
“you ok?” Remus asked,
Sirus nodded, “trying not to cum right here.” he chuckled into Remus’s shoulder, remus smiled and held his boyfriend close, his finger running through Sirius's hair and tugging at it gently.
“you okay if I move?” Sirius grumbled, Remus nodded furiously into Sirus's shoulder. Sirus chuckled and moved his hips out and back into Remus who groaned into Sirus's neck. Sirus moved again he started adjusting his hips as he started moving faster and faster into Remus trying to find the spot that would make Remus groan.
Moved his hips up and thrust into Remus, hitting up high inside Remus he felt Remus shudder into his body, nails digging into his soft skin.
“that it?” he groaned, Remus shuddered again as Sirus gave another thrust into Remus,
“y-yeah,” Remus grunted and nodded not Sirus's shoulder. Sirus made a point of continuing to thrust into Remus at just that angle.
“fuck-“Remus cried out Sirus's neck, he was holding onto him tight, they didn’t usually last very long when Sirus topped, it was genuine over very quickly, both of them getting overstimulated much faster. He felt Sirius’s steady rhythm he’d been in become more frantic as he pulled them closer to the edge.
“sirus-“Remus grunted tugging harder than he normally would on Sirus's long hair.
“you gonna cum?” Sirus ground out, his teeth clenched slightly, his words barely audible over his heavy breathing. Remus frantically nodded,
“d-don’t stop.” He managed to get out before the heat began building in his stomach and he crossed the point of no return.
“oh- moons!” Sirus suddenly gasped as he clutched at Remus’s back closer to his body.
“Padfoot!” Remus came in a shudder jointing overwhelming orgasm that erupted through his body making everything in his body feel hot and raw.
He felt hot ropes cot the inside of his hole and alongside the groaning shaking Sirus, he knew he could too.
~
“omg, I need a shower,” Sirus said, they’d slowly climbed their way up the stairs of 12 Grimoldplace and collapsed onto the mattress.
“yeah-“Remus grumbled, he had his head resting on Sirus's stomach and was fighting to keep his eyes open and not just fall asleep right there. He was exhausted from the mission he’d been on and then the trek back into London and his promise to make up for twelve rounds of missed bday sex with Sirus.
“you tried?” sinus asked his hands going into Remus’s hair as they lay there together.
“mmhm-“
“you know we don’t have to do the 12 rounds of b’day sex if you're too tired from your mission or whatever.”
“I'm happy to do It, just maybe in the next few rounds I'll just blow or finger you or something.”
“so birthday blowjobs?”
“something like that,” Remus said.
“I think I can live with that.” Sirus chuckled, now both of his hands in Remus's hair, playing with it and smoothing it out with his nimble fingers.
“I think imma go for that shower though,” Sirus said moving to sit up.
”wait-“Remus said sitting up abruptly, “let me give you your next gift first.”
“moony-“
“no, you’ll wanna use this imminently and you gotta get wet for it to work,” Remu explained getting up and pulling a box out from under a loose floorboard In the attic they called home.
Sirus raised his eyebrow in question, “This isn’t some weird water-activated sex toy is it?”
Remus chuckled “No.”
“Okay then. Hit me with it moony.”
Remus moved to pretend to throw it at Sirus, who held his arms up to protect himself, them both chuckling. Remus handed the fourth present to Sirus who took it,
“it's- it's technically two presents in one, you’ll wanna use them together, so-“ Remus said watching Sirus move to open the present. He saw that inside the red box were two smaller boxes, one a decorative gold box with a red ribbon and the other a black glossy box.
Sirus smiled down at the items, he had no idea what they were, but there was something about the fact that Remus was giving to him that was just worth smiling for.
“do you have a preference as to which one I open first?” he asked looking up at Remus. The werewolf was sitting directly opposite him his legs crossed their knees pressed together, sirus could have leaned in to kiss him if he so desired, which he was sure he would want to soon enough.
“no, it's your birthday sweetheart.” Remus said going a little pink, sirus forgot how to breathe for a moment, the words playing over in his head. ‘sweetheart’ it was funny how all the time that had passed all he’d been through with Remus, the simple things that made his heart flutter, the butterflies erupt inside his stomach.
It was these little things that made him think, hope and want to beg that Remus was the one. The one for him, the one who he’d stay with until he died. No matter what.
The little things.
“o-oh ok,” Sirus said coming back to himself a little and pulling his eyes away from Remus’s beautiful, beautiful scared, freckled face and looking down at the box on his lap.
He moved his hand over to the gold box and lifted the lid, inside were three bottles, reading the titles he felt his heart flutter and excitement rolled over him in a wave.
The first bottle was large and square-shaped, and the was a silk conditioner. Sirus’s hair was very naturally silky before he went to Azkaban but after he got out it was a firzzy mess, he’d hated it, he debated chopping it all off but Remus had convinced him to grow it out, saying maybe with time he would go silky again. It had gotten a little silkier but nowhere what it used to be.
The second bottle was a small round container, the title reading that it was a hair mask to moisturise and hydrate hair.
The final bottle was long and thin, it had a black lid and body, and red writing on it saying it was a toner, a toner to make your hair, black.
Sirus hair was black, or very very dark brown depending on who you asked, but if you put a black toner in it, it went a shiny, deep, jet black. A glorious colour that had been stripped off during his time in Azkaban, something else he’d missed horribly.
Remus must have seen the grin on his face and said, “Look at the other thing.” His voice was giddy and slightly higher pitched than it normally was, sirus hurriedly opened the second present, the glossy black box.
Opening the lid inside was a large black bottle with three words printed on the front.
‘Hair Growth Serum’
Sirus looked at the bottle and was surprised he didn’t run into the bathroom to use it at the second.
Srus had loved his long hair, and when he got out of Azkaban he was thrilled to be able to grow it out again, but a few months in he discovered he was only able to grow it to his shoulders, it wouldn’t grow any more. The environment in Azkaban had messed him up in a lot of ways, one of them also being he wasn’t able to grow his hair long.
He'd tried spells to grow it but nothing worked, there was only a serum he could try but he hadn’t been able to get his hands on one and after a few months he gave up. But Remus had got one.
“shit, Remus,”
“you like?”
“omg, Remus, holy fuck, holy shit Remus!” Sirus exclaimed, he grabbed the two boxes and ran into the bathroom across the hall, then he ran back and kissed Remus gently on the mouth before running back off to the bathroom.
Once inside he tossed the boxes into the sink and ran back into the bedroom threw his arms over Remus and kissed him properly, his tongue forcing its way into Remus's mouth, they fell back down to the mattress, as Sirius jumped on Remus just as he was trying to stand up and it overbalance them both.
Breaking the kiss suddenly, Sirus jumped up and tugged Remus into the bathroom and shut the door behind them.
Remus clothes were still there from before, he tossed them into the bath and lit them on fire, the smoke disappearing out the window before it was set again, snow gently falling against the misty pane. Then he hurriedly vanished the ashes.
He hated any trace of the werewolf packs he’d been having to run with vanishing from the house.
He turned back to Sirus who had his head in the sink and was trying to read the instructions on the growth serum.
“it says the hair has to be towel dried before use, and clean, but we washed it earlier.” He mumbled, the cough when he got a mouth full of water.
Remus chuckled and walked over to the skin took the instructions off of Sirus and read them properly.
- Make sure hair is clean and towel-dried before use.
- Lather growth serum on hair and comb through.
- Leave in until hair reaches the desired length, apply more serum to the scalp if need be.
- Once hair is desired length wash out COMPLETELY in lukewarm water.
- A hair hydrating mask is recommended after use.
Remus put the instructions down and turned the tap off handing sirus a towel, who promptly took it and began drying his hair.
Remus pulled a pair of gloves that were in the box over his hands and got ready to put them in his hair.
Once he was satisfied that his hair was dry enough he hurriedly waved his wand over her hair and it became free of knots instantly.
He pulled the towel over his shoulders and sat on the bathroom sink, his legs crossed and facing the mirror his back to Remus.
Remus was tall enough to have been able to comfortably put his head onto Sirus's shoulder even with his sitting on the bathroom sink. Taking advantage of this he pressed a gentle kiss to Sirus's neck and cheek before he began running the growth serum through Sirus's hair.
After he was done he ran a comb through his hair to make sure every single strand of hair was covered with the gel.
“right we're all done,” Remus said taking off his gloves and tossing them into a bin in the corner of the bathroom.
“Now we wait.” Sirus grinned, he was almost giggling with excitement, the sounds made Remsu want to scream with joy, and the butterflies that erupted all through his body when Sirus got giggly like this were almost debilitating.
Remus felt his cheeks as he shook out his hands and grinned the extent flowling through him like an unstoppable current.
“You’re blushing.” Sirius chucked holding out his hands for Remus to take who took them instantly. Remus could only smile brighter.
“what can I say, I like seeing you happy,” Remus said ringing his knuckles up to his lips to kiss each one gently.
Srus grinned even brighter and Remus felt like his heart might have just exploded right then and there. Remus smiled again and pressed more gentle soft kisses to his knuckles. Gentle moved the kisses up Sirus’s arms, bending down to kiss his chest and up his neck, Sirus giggling as he did so,
“Remus stop, the gel-“Sirus chuckled and Remus kept kissing his neck and his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, his eyelids, his ears, his lips every inch of skin he could get to. Sirus giggles making him want to squirm. He just felt so euphoric being here with Siurs at this moment.
Remus sighed and pressed his face into Sirus's chest, his hands holding Sirus as close as he could hold him.
He stood there, his face pressed into Sirus's chest, breathing him in as deeply as he could. He felt one of Sirus's hands fly into his hair,
“you ok Remmy?”
Remus mumbled something into his chest that sounded like “I love you.”
“What?” sirus chuckled his fingers running over Remus's nimble hair,
“I said I love you.” He looked up at Sirius again cupping his cheek gently and pressing their foreheads together.
“I love you to moons.” Sirus smiled, really smiled and leaned in gently pressing his lips to Remus, who connected the kiss, he did not deepen it but rather held it there. Letting the moth just exist pressed together.
After about twenty minutes Sirius's hair had grown to fall down the middle of their back, Satisfied with its length they washed Sirius's hair, well. Then the hair mask, then the colour toner and the silk conditioner.
After about an hour the process was done and Sirus started out from the closet, he was wearing a Davide Bowie T-shirt that clung to his body in all the right ways, a pair of ripped-back jeans and the new Converse Remus had gotten him. His hair was half up half down, the back tied into a neat bun at the top of his head the rest gently framing his face.
He looked giddy.
“Whatcha think?” sirus asked giving Remus a little twirl to let the full effect of the transformation sink in. Remus’s heart was in his throat.
“I think that I'm legally obliged to suck your dick,” Remus said unabashedly. Sirus was hot.
Sirus chuckled, “Please remember to have some modesty.” He said coming over to the mattress where Remus sat. he flopped down next to his werewolf boyfriend.
Remus leaned over and planted a kiss on his cheek, “your beautiful.” He said before pressing his lips once more to his cheek.
“thank you moons, for everything. Really.” Sirus said,
“Sweetheart, we're not done, you still got six presents to go.” Remus chuckled, “and we're on the clock.” He said glancing up at the clock on his wall.
Sirus raised an eyebrow at him and said, “Since when were we on the clock?” Remus chuckled and rolled over so that he was on top of Sirus his fingers beginning to tickle Sistc's stomach, and the latter began the squeal.
They rolled around, Remus's face pressed into Sirus's stomach as he continued to assault him with tickles.
“moony!” sirus squeals as he is rolled onto his back Remus still tickling him. He felt his face was hot and he had a stitch from laughing so hard.
He managed to shove Remus off him, crawling up his body and sitting on the werewolf's chest his back to the headrest. He leaned over a giggle Remus still chuckling himself. Both their faces were red and they were still laughing. Sirus pressed his face into Remus chest, his now, long, black, silky hair falling over both of them like a curtain. He pressed his lips to Remus's chest and then to his neck, his cheeks, his nose and finally his mouth.
It didn’t take fifteen seconds before their gentle kisses became heated and Sirius felt himself fill over Remus was naturally positioned between his legs, he propped one knee up on the mattress the other lay flat on the bed. Remus started pressing hot kisses to his neck his chest, down his stomach and finally his clothes crotch.
Sirus let out a low chuckle as Remus kept pressing his mouth to Sirus's crotch, his finger working away at the belt and zip undoing it and pulling the pants down to his knees.
It didn’t take long before the gentle kisses and licks up his cheek made it hard and wet.
“get on with it lupin-“ Sirius huffed, “ I thought you said we were on the clock- oh!”Remus wrapped his whole mouth over Sirus, swelling him almost completely, his right hand was wrapped around the very base of his cock, his forefinger and thumb pressed together entrapping the base. Not wasting any time Remus started moving up and down furiously. He’d always enjoyed blowing Sirius. There was something about the power she held over him that he thoroughly enjoyed. He felt Sirius tugging on his hair, pulling at the mousey brown strands.
“oh, fuck moons-“Sirus panted, Remus knew that keeping up this pace would make Sirus cum faster and he had no interest in slowing down, yes his jaw was starting to throb and there was saliva running down his mouth but he didn’t care. Sirus moans and tugging on his hair was spurring him only to keep moving.
So he did, running his tongue up and down Sirus's cock and swirling it around and around. Sirus was pulling on his hair even more now that Remus refused to slow his pace, he needed Sirus to cum, he needed to hear his boyfriend cry out in pleasure. He needed to know that he made Sirus feel good and did it in a way no one else ever would.
“Remus! I'm gonna cu-“The sentence was broken off by a series of low groans and whines as Sirus came in heated and roped down Remus's throat, remus groaned as salty liquid filled his mouth.
Sirus yanked Remus up by his hair and pulled him into a filthy kiss, groaning at the taste of himself inside Remus's mouth.
~
Remus lay, his head on said chest.
They lay the correct way up on the bed now, Sirius's head resting on the pillow. His hands were in Remus’s hair playing with it lazily. He had needed a moment after coming for the seventh time in about three hours which was impressive, even for them.
It was about four o’clock in the afternoon, the sun begging to set through light over their room making Remu’s hair form a halo over his head in the light.
Sirius sighed contently.
“you ok?” Remus mumbled into Sirus neck.
Sirus nodded and said, “I'm perfectly fine love.” He leaned down and ped a kiss on Remus’s head and continued to play with his hair.
“that’s good.” Remus, we said, he lifted his head off of Sirus’s chest who let out a noise of complaint. But he didn’t move away from him, only looked down at him lovingly, cupping his cheek with on scared hand and leaning in pressing a kiss to Sirus's mouth.
When he broke away he said, “You want your next birthday present?”
Sirus chuckled and nodded his hand still embedded in Remus's hair.
Remus pulled out of his grip summoned another parcel out from seemingly nowhere and handed it to Sirus, who took it gratefully. It was soft, like material wrapped up. Sirus unwrapped it and took out an old Gryffindor shirt. It was yellow, with a red lion in the middle of the Gryffindor banner outlined in black and gold.
“shit moons, where’d you get this?”
“it was my old one, I managed to keep it in decent condition. Had to stitch it up a little but it's fine now.”
“fuck, you know me well,” Sirus said. When they were at Hogwarts sirus would either sleep with nothing on or in Remus’s clothes.
“smell it,” Remus said, he looked like a child who’d planned a surprise for their mum on Mother's Day and was beyond proud of it. Raising his eyebrow sirus inhaled. The shirt, smeeled like; ciggretts, old books, sweater wool and warm, melted chocolate.
It smelled like Remus, but now how Remus smelled, but all the smells that made up Remus, the things that came to mind when Sirus thought of Remus.
“is it soaked in Amortentia?” Sirius asked curiously.
“yeah,” Remus said grinning. “I thought you might like it when I'm away on missions.”
Sirus was silent, Remus would still have to go on missions, Remus wasn’t always going to be here. A wash of sadness swallowed Sirus. It must have shown on his face.
“do you not like it?” he asked his face a wash of shame.
“w-what? No, fuck moons I love it. it's perfect, it's my little piece of you.” Sirus said hugging the shirt close.
Remus still looked ashamed, so Sirus said,
“I just- we get like this, and I forget that you’re not always going to be here is all.”
Remus looked at him for a moment and said, “I know, I hate it. I hate being around them, I hate not being here. But when I'm here I still feel weird, the others, they treat me like a bomb that’s ready to go off at any second “
Sirus knew what he meant, he was a burden to the order he was liable to them while he was on Dumbledore assigned house arrest.
“whenever I'm in a meeting I just want to walk out, and come up here and lock the door. Just shut everyone else up and just exist with you.”
“I know the feeling sweetheart,” Sirus said. He cupped Remus cheek in his hand and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. He felt Remus pull him closer, he felt Remus heart beating in an erratic pattern that Sirus knew it beat at when Remus felt like he was going to cry.
He held him close and breaking the kiss said, “Com’on no being sad on my birthday.”
Remus chuckled and whipped his eyes squeezing Sirus tight.
“What does the shirt smell like?” he asked Sirus. Who took the opportunity to inhale again and said. “fags, melted chocolate, sweater wool and books.”
“Merlin it's me.” Remus chuckles and Sirus laughs alongside him. Holding the shirt out to Remus he said,
“what about you?”
Remus inhaled and smiled, “like leather, dog fur, cigarettes and nail polish.”
Oh, Merlin, it's me.” Sirus mocked but he was grinning.
~
Remus, had a thing for dry humping, for sirus that was the oldest piece of news there was. Remus had always been into dry humping. He’d tried to explain that he liked the notion of knowing he wanted something that was just out of reach and failing to get it, over and over again was a huge turn-on for him.
Sirus had rolled his eyes and called him a kinky fuck but that had stopped him from dry-humping Remus every chance he got.
Right now was no different.
For his fifth round of bday, sex Remus had said he was happy to blow Sirus again or finger him, but Sirus had said he’d already done so much for him that he wanted to give Remus nothing in return and dry humping him into oblivion seemed a good idea.
He was sitting on Remus's lap, both of their pants were off but their underwear was on. Sirus's shirt was hiched up over his nipples and his tattooed stomach and chest were on display. Remus’s hands were all over it sending sparks across his body.
Remus’s shirt was unbuttoned with two buttons at the bottom.
Sirus was pressing his barely clothed crotch to Remus and griding hard. Moving up and down and around in a smooth motion. Remus was groaning and painting hard, remus had always said that Sirus was good at this, humping him and grinding against him. In truth, sirus was just spelling the word coconut with his crotch. Remus let out another grain into Sirus’s shoulder that went straight to his chest and he sighed, sweat pressed to his forehead. He started humping Remus, moving his crotch away from Remus and back at it, thrusting them together erratically.
“f-fuck pads-“Remus whined he was holding onto Sirus for dear life, his eyes were shut and his head was pressed p against the wall of the room.
His bottom lip caught between his teeth.
“moons-“Sirus groaned, they hadn’t done this properly for a while and he was beginning to realise why Remus found it so appealing.
Sirus let out a whine as he thirsted his hips forward and was met with equal force from Remus.
“I’m not going to last-” Remus mumbled into Sirus's shoulder who could say the same for himself.
“neither- oh-“Sirus groaned. Remus had run his hands over Sirus's nipples and begun to squeeze them hard.
“mhm-“Remus groaned, Sirus knew Remus well enough to know that was his ‘im trying hard not to come’ sound, letting out another groan, Sirus whispered hotly into Remus’s ear,
“Come, for me love.” And Remus did. Sirus felt the hot ropes speak through his underwear and Remus let out a whine in his shoulder holding him tighter. The pressure and feeling of such intimate warmth around his groin made him come alongside Remus.
“Remus-“ was all he was able to get out before his head was pressed into his boyfriend's shoulder. He felt a Remus hand stroke through his hair and hold him close.
They had a shower, they both needed one desperately. But they could be alone and naked together forever long before one got on their knees in front of the other one.
Figuring Sirus was still owed a few more rounds of bday sex Reums had taken it upon himself to blow Sirus in the shower. He was pressed against the wall of the shower his hands bound above his head with a binding spell he didn’t care to try and break.
Remus was on his knees, his hands gripping the back of Sirus's ass, squeezing it tightly. Moving his head back and forth. Went back and forth from ruthlessly sucking o Sirus's cock, and gently kissing and sucking on the tip of his cock.
Remus had away liked blowing sirus. He just liked the feeling of a cock in his mouth. Preferably Sirius.
“fuck moony-“Sirus groaned. He accidentally thrust his hips forward. Remus gaged slightly at the sudden movement but did stop instead he moved forwards and pushed Sirius's hips forward, encouraging Sirus to fuck his mouth.
“y-you sure?” Sirius groaned forcing his eyes down to meet Remus’s. Who nodded and stroked his hands up Sirus's thighs.
Sirus sighed and began thrusting his hips in and out of Remus's mouth, embedding his cock deep inside Remus's throat.
Remus was still holding him with his hands still braced on his thighs encouraging him to keep moving.
And Sirus did.
All the feelings together began to tip Sirus over the edge after an embarrassingly short amount of time. The water pounding over his head, the steam clouding his vision. The feeling of tightness around his writs as they hung above his head. The sensation of Remus's hands on the back of his thighs, running his fingers up and down his upper thighs, his inner thighs his ass. His nails dug into the soft plush skin.
The tight compressing heat around his cock and he fucked Remus’s mouth. The feeling of his tongue around the underside of Sirius’s cock, the threat of his teeth. The sounds that were escaping Remus's mouth. It was all too much. Groaning and pulling desperately on the binds above his head sirus came.
Remus felt It and he pulled back from Sirus letting the dark-haired man come on his face, letting his tongue lap up the excess of the orgasm that came from Sirus's body. The sight alone could have made Sirus come again.
After a second Remus stood up and stuck his head under the water letting Sirius cum run off his face.
Before he leaned in and let Sirus kiss him gingerly.
“fuck you're gonna kill me moons,” Sirus grumbled into the kiss. Remus only chuckled and kissed him deeper.
After a minute of gently kissing under the warm water, Remus came to his senses and realised Sirius’s hands were still bound above his head.
Breaking the kiss he waved his hand and broke the spell. Sirus's hands fell back down to his sides and he sighed in relief as the blood rushed back into his hands.
~
They sat back in the attic, they were lying on the mattress. Sirus sat up Remus behind him platting his long damp hair.
Sirus let out a gentle sigh and leaned back further into Remus's chest.
“pads-“Remus said slightly exasperatedly.
“What?” sirus asked,
“I can't plant your hair if you lying on top of me,” Remus says pushing him forward again.
“Well, you seem able to get things done when I'm usually long on top of you.” Sirus chuckled.
Remus rolled his eyes and pushed him back into his original seated position and fished plaiting his long silky hair.
After he was done he kissed the top of Sirus's head and said, “You want your next bday preset?”
Sirus nodded and looked up at him, tilting his head back and kissing Remus's jaw.
Remus sat up and with a wave of his wand, two small presents came flying out from a bottom drawer in the corner of the room.
“This is kind of a two-in-one, they’d go well together so-“Remus trailed off and Sirius smiled kissing his jaw again before taking one of the parcels.
“It's heavy,” Sirus said opening it, remus only gave him a small smile and kiss on the top of his head before sliding his arms around his waist from his seated position behind Sirus and squeezing him gently.
Sirius opened the red and gold wrapping and took out a medium-sized black box.
He opened it gingerly inside where a set of beaded and leather-wrapped bracelets.
“oh moony they gorgeous,”
They were a mix of leather bands that had been braided together and needed one with little titanium moons and starts, suns and lilies and even deer antlers. All mixed in together, there were maybe ten bracelets in the one box.
Flipping through all sirus felt the smile on his face burn his cheeks which only made him grin more.
“I love them sweetheart- all of them.” He turned his head and planted a kiss on Remus's cheek.
“I'm glad,” Remus said,
“You got ones with lilies and stag antlers-“ Sirus said smiling,
“yeah-“Remus said smiling and pressing a kiss to his head again. “there's also one with a red hightop on here-“ he reached over a fiddled through the bracelets and pull out a leather-bound one with a red high-top on it.
The kind James used to wear all the time.
“here- I saw it a thought of James,” Remus said with a smile, James had this thing where he’d only wear red-hightop sneakers. Remus had seen the small charm and thought of James instantly.
“he’d love it.” Sirus said,
“he really would.” Re, we said, his lips pressed into Sirus's hair.
“I saw the lily brackets too.”
“yeah-“Remus said looking up and resting his head on Sirus's shoulder.
Silence fell over them for a second before Sirus said, “They got done dirty.”
“they did.”
“you reckon we’ll ever make it up to them?”
“I'm not sure, but I reckon we can try,” Remus said kissing Sirus's shoulder.
Sirus smiled and once again propped his head up to kiss Remus's chin and then his jaw.
“oh- there's one more,” Remus said sitting up and handing him a second packet a similar size.
Srus smiled and took it, attacking Remus's hand with small kisses making the werewolf giggle.
He opened the parcel and inside about twelve or so rings fell into his lap.
The grin on Sirus's face broadened.
Remus would have happily gone down on Sirus again for his next round of bday sex but Sirus was exhausted and was sure that if Remus tried to make him cum again within the next twenty minutes he’d impode. And not in a fun way.
“you can owe me a round, you know I’ll make you pay.” He said with a wink. So instead he gave Sirus a birthday back massage. Sirus lay on his stomach on their bed, his shirt off his hair thrown to the side. Remus was seated on his ass, rubbing a soothing lavender oil into his back.
He was kneeing away at the soft subtle flesh of his boyfriend's back. It was beautifully tattooed, It had the moon phases running vertically down his spine, stag antlers sprouting from the centre, that curled up and reached his shoulder blades and Lillies blooming from around the horns. There were consolations around the centrepiece. The regulus constellation sat at the base of his spine. Sirus had gotten it done a few months ago, he’d had a breakdown of sorts and ended up running away from the head-quarter, eight hours later he’d returned with his whole back tattooed in the gorgeous piece it had on it now.
Everyone had been angry with him for being so irresponsible, but Remus had seen the way he’d been and he’d helped Sirus get out of the house, he knew the convict could handle himself and he had.
When he’d shown Remus, Remus had nearly passed out. There was something about Sirius getting tattoos that was just a whole new level of stunning for him. For the next few weeks, Remus had fucked Sirus from behind constantly just so he could look over the tattoo.
Everyone else had had a less enthusiastic reaction but neither of them cared. Remus took his time massaging the oil over Sirus's neck and back taking turns between massaging the skin and running his fingers in slow circles over the skin.
“you alright?” Remus asked Padfoot after about half an hour,
“mmh- this is like the best thing we’ve ever come up with.” Sirus grumbled into the pillows.
“yeah?”
“yeah.” He sighed. “I'm gonna do this for your birthday.”
“oh for sure.” Remus chuckled
After about another ten minutes Remus was done rubbing in the oil and Sirius sat up stretching out his back and rolling his shoulders.
Remus grinned his eyes dripping to the tattoos that covered his arms, neck and torso.
Sirus moved to pull his shirt back on, but Remus stopped him,
“you know you could just leave it off, f you liked-“
“moons,” said he noticed that Remus was just looking at him, admiringly his tattoos.
“you don’t have if you're cold or whatever,” Remus said hurriedly.
“only if you take your shirt off too,” Sirus said with a grin, Remus looked up at him but compiled pulling his jumper over his head and leaving his torso bate for Sirus to admire, and admire he did.
Remus ended up falling asleep for about a while, curled under the donna, head resting on Sirus’s chest. When he woke up half an hour later
“What time is it?” he asked in a mild panic.
“It's only quarter to six,” Sirus mumbled, Remus saw that Sirius had been asleep too, his hair still in the plat he’d put it in before but it was looser and more frilly.
“shit-“Remus said getting up and pulling his jumper on and running his fingers through his messy hair trying to smooth it out.
“what's the rush?” sirus asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes
“fuck-“Remus said remerging through the room and pulling out a package. He sat down on the bed and handed the parcels to Sirus.
“We’re on the clock,” Remus said,
“Why?” Sirus asked taking the gift.
“I can't tell you, but we have an hour and a bit to get through two gifts and two or maybe three rounds of sex slash massages. Whichever is faster.”
“such consideration.” Sirus chuckled and took the gift.
He was still shirtless wrapped up in the donner. Remus sat across from him and crossed his legs handing the gift to Sirus.
“why thank you, my love,” Sirus said referencing the gift sitting on his lap, he leaned in and kissed Remus on his cheek and they moved to unwrap the present.
Inside was a slim black glasses case. He opened the case and inside was a pair of simple black, heavy-framed rectangle sunglasses.
“Pretty-” Sirus said taking them out and looking at them properly.
“I saw them and thought of you so-“Remus said trailing off. They weren’t as thought out as his other gifts, it was a kind of on-the-spot-idea “moons I love them. I needed new sunglasses.” Sirus said he put them on and smiled, “How do I look?”
“sexy.” Remus chuckled and Sirus giggled, leaning in and pressing a kiss to Remus, he said, “Wanna try them on?”
“Of course,” Remus said smiling. And he took them off of siSirusnd placed them on his own and grinned, they were warm where they’d rested on Sirius’s nose. “cute.”, Sirius said leaning in and kissing Remus’s mouth gently. He pressed a few gentle kisses to Remus’s mouth, one after another. He slid his hands around Sirus's back and pulled him closer deepening the kiss and easing his tongue into Sirus’s mouth, brushing it over his lips.
After only a moment though he broke the kiss and kissed Siru’s jaw neck and shoulder his hands moved around to the front of Sirus’s pants.
“mmh-“ Sirus said, racing his hands on Remus’s neck. “moons-“
“sorry i-“ Remus said removing his hands from Sirius’s body, “If you still feeling off we don’t have to “
“no moons I got a better idea.”
“yeah,” Remus said meeting his gaze,
“how long do we have before your ‘thing’ that’s clocked in for quarter to seven?”
“just over an hour,” Remus said slightly sceptically.
“ok new idea, we rush through all the present now and then you fuck me well. That won't take as much time as going through them all and fucking and then repeating.”
“you wanna do that?” Remus asked,
“I wanna see what surprise is awaiting me at seven fifteen so yeah.”
“if that’s what you want pads, it's your birthday,” Remus said with a grin.
Sirus smiled and kissed Remus again, they broke apart and Remus used his wand to summon the last four presents.The first of the last few gifts was a small, red bag. Inside Sirus's heart, the sound of heavy glass clicking together. Sirus looked at Remus with a raised eyebrow. The werewolf was still sitting opposite him, his knees pressed together in a crossed position.
“open it.” Remus smiled, they were nose to nose and as Sirus bent his head down to the bag Remus took to opportunity to press a kiss to his nose, and then his forehead.
Sirus chuckled to himself as Remus pressed two messy kisses to his skin.
He opened the bag and insides saw thee bottle od nail poslihs. Sirus grinned and pulled them out one by one. Black, red, and metallic shimmery gold.
“moons- “ Sirius said looking at them, they were a cheap brand but Sirus couldn't care less, he preferred cheaper nail polish they went on better.
He cradled the three colours in his hand and then looked up and Remus grinning.
“you like?” sirus nodded frosty and grinned. He felt a little stupid as tears filled his eyes, soothing hot and joyful burned inside his chest.
“oh love,” Remus said seeing his eyes shimmer. He pulled Sirus into a hug and held him tight.
“thank you, thank you thank you,” Sirus said into Remus's chest.
“course love,” Remus said not breaking the hug.
Sirus pulled his head out of Remus's chest and said, “I want to paint them.”
“Now?” Sirius nodded.
“Okay,” Remus said grinning he pressed a kiss to Sirus's cheek and nose and then opened the paint. Painting Sirus's nails was something he was used to. He did it a lot when they were in Hogwarts.
Sirus could decide what colour he wanted so Remus made a decision for him, his right hand had most of the nails black except the ring finger which was accented with gold. The same with his left hand except the ring finger was accepted with the bright red.
A simple drying spell later and Sirus was grinning looking at his hands.
“you like?” Remus chuckled, it was obvious Sirus did.
Sirus nodded furiously and giggled pressing his hands to his chest and Remus felt something explode inside him at the sound. It sounded like bottled joy.
Remus cupped Sirus's cheek with one hand and smiled affectionately at him. Sirus smiled and leaned into the touch, kissing Remus’s hand gently.
“You so gorgeous,” Remus said softly sirus chuckled and couldn't stop grinning. He felt his cheeks burn and his face get flushed but he didn’t care.
There was this burning fire inside him, it had been sparked when he’d first seen Remus come in the door this morning. It had burned brighter when he’d first hugged Remus, first kissed him, when he’d gotten his first gift for Remus.
With every touch, with every gift with every hug and with every time Remus made him feel on top of the bloody world, it just got hotter and burned longer.
Now It was ignited inside him with a burning hotness he could not even comprehend. And it felt good. It felt like after so long he was alive again, finally alive. After over a decade, he was finally breathing.
And only Remus could have done it to him.
Only Remus could make him brun without getting hurt, could make his heart ignite with a fire so bright and hot that he wanted to scream and cry with joy.
Only Remus.
~
The next gift that Remus got Sirus was a large box about the length and width of Sirus's arm. It was black with gold and red ribbons on it. “It's big,” Sirus said, the pair of them were still sat up in the attic by now and all the fires in the house were lit so that they were comfortably wrapped up in blankets in the attic, quite happily.
Sirus opened the box. Remus was sitting next to him his arm around his body.
His head was resting peacefully on Sirus's shoulder as the dark-haired boy opened the box, he saw it, crisp black as night leather.
“oh, Remus-“ Sirus said on an exhale, his breath leaving his lungs in a rush. Remus only chuckled and pressed a gentle kiss on his cheek before resting his head back down on Sirus's shoulders. He knew that that Sirus would love what he was seeing.
It was a leather jacket, with defined shoulders and a motorbike jacket collar and loads of pockets, It had a zip just off-centre as with most leather jackets, and there was extra padding on the elbows and on the back, in a graceful arc the word “marauder” was written on the back in red and gold.
For a minute, Sirius didn’t say anything. He just sat there and stared at the jacket.
When he didn’t say anything Remus took his head off of Sirus's shoulder and looked at him. There were tears in his eyes and one was stricking the jacket gently and the other was over his mouth.
“you ok pads?” Remus asked trying to not sound as amused as he felt.
“moony-“ Sirus said very quietly,
Remus chuckled and buried his face into Sirus's neck peering at it with light kisses.
“it- it says marauder-“ was all Sirius said tears evident in his eyes, he’d always been an emotional person, he’d always been dramatic, but even Remus could see this was hitting Sirus deep.
In a good way, he hoped.
“Yeah,” Remus said quietly. His face still pressed into Sirius’ neck.
“it's perfect-“ was all Sirius said. He was still quiet and when Remus looked up and saw that he was silently crying he knew, the jacket was bringing him back to Hogwarts, it was reminding him of James, James and Lily and everything they all had.
Sirus’s fashion statement was his leather jacket that he wore everywhere, over his uniform on his weekends, after class, in class, all the time.
And it had stories, James had stolen it for a day and then got a similar one and they walked the halls of Hogwarts somewhat matching. Remus had worn it when he was cold and sore after moons, Peter had hidden it on so many occasions. Lily had worn it around the common room. Marelen had stolen it to wear on numerous dates with Dorcus.
He’d been wearing it when he ran away from home.
He’d been wearing it when he’d first kissed Remus,
It was the first thing Remus had peeled off his body the first night they slept together.
He’d been wearing it when James told him Lily had said yes to going out on a date.
He’d been wearing when he had heard about Regulus’s death.
He'd been wearing it when Harry was born.
It was there through it all. It was his thing, and he’d lost it after he went to Azkaban.
But Remus had given his thing back.
He put the jacket on, it felt right on his body like it was meant to fit him.
Then he let Remus hold him, and he held Remus close whispering hot thanks yous in between wet kisses.
The final present was wrapped in red tissue paper. It was a small box, Sirus opened it and inside he saw two necklaces. One necklace with a moon, and one with a star.
Siru pulled out the one with the moon and smiled. He looked up at Remus who moved fRemus in bed and smiled saying, he thought maybe even if nobody knows that we're together, we can still have these.” He said with a grin,
“yeah,” he said with a small smile. Remus grinned and took the necklace off of Sirus. Sirius spun around so his back was facing Remus who moved his hair brushed his fingers along his necklace and then put the necklace on him. Pressing a kiss to his neck where the chain sat on his skin. Sirius grinned and turned around took the star necklace out of the box and gently placed it on Remus, doing the same pressing a few gentle kisses to the back of their neck.
Sirius could tell that Remus was going to be he did it. Their bodies may have ages from when they were seventeen but their minds still worked the same. And Sirus had always been able to read Remus like an open book.
S0 When Remus turned around and gracefully pushed Sirus onto his back and hovered over him Sirus was ready, one knee was propped up on the bed his hands were on his waist and he had his mouth open wanting nothing more than to just be kissing Remus.
But the werewolf didn’t lean down, instead, he hung his head over Sirus just far enough away that Sirius would have to strain his neck to reach Reums’s lips.
His heart was beating faster, faster than it should considering he and Remus had been shagging for over a decade. But it was all still there, the butterflied the shaky sweaty hands the feeling like everything was on fire the adrenalin that erupted through him whenever he touched him or held him or, like he was doing now, hovering over him.
“What?” sirus chuckled his hands running into Remus's hair in an attempt to pull him up.
“You knew I was going to do that,” Remus said.
“moons, I can read you like an open book.” remus chuckled as Sirius pulled his head down and connected their lips.
It was a hot kiss, it was everything Sirus was sure he’d ever need. They were alone, it was just them in the attic, alone in their little quiet place. The place they could shut all the doors, lock all the widow and close the blinds and just be. where they didn’t have to be the werewolf spy or Azkban convict, could just be Remus and Sirus.
A place where they didn’t have to hide, put on an act, or prove anything, they could just exist together.
And that’s what they did.
Remus was quite comfortable, with body pressing into all the right places like their bones had moulded to fit each other, Remus's hand on Sirus's neck, kissing him just tight, slow, deep, with just the right amount of mouth, just the right amount of tongue. Just the right about of teeth, sucking his lip just right, pulling back at the right time. Kissing him in a way that only Remus could, kissing him like no one ever had, kissing him exactly how he needed to be kissed.
Remus moved his hand over Sirus’s shirt, pulling up and down at the fabric of his shirt as they kissed, letting his mouth drg over his lips.
He felt the kisses become less patient and more sloppy, let their mouth open, smothering chatter mouth with tongue as teeth. Sirs always felt bottomless kissing Remus, ad he felt now that now, this need to be close to to be absorbed into his skin to kiss him, to fuck him. To have Remus fuck him.
Feeling needy he pulled at Remus's shirt, the man obliged, and he pulled his shirt over his head before pealing Sirus out of his shirt and releasing their mouths, lips swollen and wet. Sirius ground his hips against Remus, feeling the push and pull of Remus's body as their cocks were pressed together.
Sirus felt Remus begin to pull his mouth away from Sirus before kissing down his body further, Sirius felt himself groan at a loss, he wanted Remus’s mouth to venture further down, but at the same time, he felt like he would die if Remus stopped.
He felt Remus’s lips detach himself from his mouth, never really leaving his skin as they moved down to his cheek towards his jaw.
Sirius felt himself moan into Remus’s lips. Remus chuckled before pressing a few more light kisses to his mouth before trying to move down to his neck again.
Sirius whimpered
“What?” Remus asked,
“I don't want you to stop kissing me,” he whispered, he was too far gone to feel bad. Remus chuckled and pressed his lips to Sirius’s again. Remus pushed the kiss deeper and deeper trying to get at as much of Sirus’s mouth as he could and the werewolf’s hands moved further and further down his body.
Remus began to tug at the waistband of his pants as he pulled them down over his hips, his hands reaching for bare skin. as it became available for the taking, but with every inch of skin that was bared as Remus gently tugged his pants down further and further his mouth never left Siru’s.
At the time he seemed to forget that he was not pulling Sirius ants down at all and he seemed to jets get lost in kissing Sirius.
It was amazing, Sirius felt like he could feel everything about this felt so undeniably right.
He wished at that moment that he could go back in time and tell his young self that it was going to be okay, that at the end of the day, it was going to be all right. Not because the world wasn't burning down around them, not because the people in their lives didn’t know what was going on, not knowing them.
Because on his thirty-sixth birthday, he would get lost in kissing Remus Lupin.
~
Remus managed to pull back from the kiss and focus on undressing Sirius and getting his close off, his still brushing over bare patches of skin on his gorgeous, soft skin. With hips- pale skin and dark inked tattoos. He managed to get his pants off his underwear getting dragged on his legs along with it, te he felt Sirius's hands on his hips his pants coming down around his knees, they moaned as the cock rubbed together like there was no tomorrow.
And maybe Remus thought, there wouldn’t be a tomorrow. Because right now Sirus Black was pressed up against him.
Remus moved his body over Sirius trying to feel every press of his skin, sour pas were still caught around his knees but at that moment Remus didn't, everything of Sirius was touching and pressing into Remus in all the right places and all the right ways and he was loving it.
Remus felt the push and pull of Sirius's tongue in and mouth and the kiss deepened, sirs gave a small thrust for his hips and they both groaned into the kiss.
This was perfect, this was all he needed was Sirius's body against his. He felt Sirius begin to grin his hips up into Remus’s and they both gasped, Remus felt his breath hitch as he let out a shaky moan into his mouth as the boy continued to grin his hips his movement restricted by the pants still trapping his knee together.
Remus returned his lips down Sirius's neck and began biting and sucking in the spots he knew would make Sirus groan. He felt Sirius suddenly grinning the hips losing their consistent steady pace and faulted slightly as Remus continued to suck marks into Siru's neck.
He heard whispering, low raspy breathing escape just past Sirius's lips,
“Merde-” he heard Sirus groan, Remus ground against him again and continued his work. “Merde, si bein-”
Remus felt his body shudder, There was just something about how Sirius's mind would slip up, and his words would come out not in English but in French.
“Merde n’arrete pas lupin-”
Remus grinned into the skin on Sirius's neck as he felt the boy's hands slide up and back and grip his shoulders, his nails digging into the skin. Remus shudders at the sharp pick of his nails. He hears Sirius chuckle at Remus shuddering at his body, his lips pressed to Remus's ear when Sirius chuckled which made Remus smile back at him. Moving his head back slightly to look at a sorus face he saw the boy smiling at him, remus smiled back, sliding a finger through his hair and tucking a lock of inky black hair off his face and behind his ear.Sirus‘s girn wideded. Remus felt Sirius begin to shuffle to get his pants off his body when-
The front door banged open and the portraits in the hallway started to scream, there was a shout of frustration and then Remus heard his name shouted up through the floors.
The kiss broke abruptly.
Remus fell into the bed as Sirius rolled and looked up at the door both of them having a moment when there was the very real possibility that whoever had come into the house was outside the door ready to come inside, and there was quite frankly no straight explanation for why they were both naked, hard to the point where Sirus had a wet stain in the crotch of his where his cock had been leaking pre-cum and lying atop of each other panting like there was no tomorrow.
But then the second shout came and Remus was relieved to discover the voice was coming from far below on the first floor.
He couldn't help the shaky breath of relief that flowed from him, he noted the same look preparing across Sirius's face as he stopped his head down onto the pillow, his hands going to his shoulder as they both desperately tried to calm down.
It wasn't that they were ashamed of their relationship no they had long since stopped caring what thought.
It was something that over the years had stopped bothering them, it was the proximity, it was their fact that they didnt have an escape, should people react badly to them being together, there was nowhere for them to go. So they would be forced to deal with that extra pressure and neither of them felt like they could deal with any more stress.
Besides, they liked getting away with it, they liked that they could take off and have set up in the attic, or blow echoed in the bathroom, or make out in the dark hallways and stairwells, or that during meeting Remus hand would creep height and higher up Sirus thigh.
They liked getting away with it, it gave them something to thrill over to be excited over, to give them something in life to look forward to.
“Remus!?” the shout came again, it was Kingsley Remus realised.
“I- Coming! Be done in a sec.” he stuttered very slightly, and Sirius smirked at him throwing him a whack on the shoulder.
Remus grinned and sat up, he felt Sirius's body get ripped away from him and he was also encouraged to lie back down, to just ignore Kingesley, to lock the door and stay up here and finish when he and Sirius had started.
But that would defeat the proper of months work of planning under Dumbledores, nose. he pulled his clothing back on, a little slower perhaps than he could have, Sirius, watching him like a hawk, when he was done he leaned down, and instead fo of kissing' Sirius he bent to his ear and said, “You might wanna get dress and meet me downstairs, I've got another little surprise planned for you.” He smiled and without looking back, left the room.
~
Sirius groaned and rolled over, he loved Remus more than anything in the world, but this- this man was driving him insane.
He was tempted to lay there and jerk himself off, just to get rid of the hard-on that was going to drive him insane. But he remembered the press of his werewolf's skin and the feel of his lips. And suddenly the idea of jacking off in a dark room with nothing but his thoughts didn't sound as appealing, especially considering what he could have, later.
So groaning and taking a few minutes to think about Molly in nothing but a apron he was calmed down enough to change his underwear and get dressed.
He dawned the new clothes Remus had gotten him and began to make his way down the several flights of stars towards the kitchen. The door was shut and he couldn't hear any voices in front inside, but the light was on, and he could smell food in there. He opened the down and was hit with a wave of the nose, and a group of people screamed in unison, a great big,
“Happy birthday Sirius!”
If Sirus could have a superpower it would be to be able to stop time freeze the moment, freeze the moment and just exist for a second in time. Freeze the moment and be able to walk over to Remus, kiss him, hold him and thank him for being the most amazing person on the fucking planet.
But for now, all he could do was smile at the man, a smile he hoped showed everything he was trying to tell him without saying, a smile take said, ‘I love you, I need you, you are my whole world, thank you, I love you.’
He hoped he managed to say all of that because he didnt know if he could love within not thinking of Remus in that moment. And when he saw Remus smile back at him Sirus felt like he was on cloud nine. He was shuffled into the room and Sirius aw everyone who was cruising around him there was Harry, Remus, Ron, Hermonie and Hagrid were all standing in the room around him, Kingsley was standing there too, but he was not impressed. Sirius suspected it might have something to do with the fact that Remus would have gotten Harry out of the process of Hogwarts without Dumbledore's knowledge. He would have thought that maybe mr and ms release would be there, but not.
He saw Remus smiling at him as Harry came over and hugged Sirius,
“Happy birthday pads,” Harry said in his ear.
“I should get Moony to break you out of school more often.” sirus teased.
Harry smiled against his shoulder.
“Dumbledore won't be happy about it,” Harry said. Sirius pulled back and said,
“He's never happy about anything.
Harry rolled his eyes and chuckled, like Sirius was being ridiculous.
It did hurt Sirus a little bit, knowing that Harry still saw Dumbledore, as a man worth looking up to, and not someone to want to hate, someone to dream about killing, not someone who had hurt too many people to be forgiven.
But Harry had so few people left in his life that he was able to look up to, so Sirus would let it slide, and he made a point to never say anything bad about the man when he was around Harry.
They all crowded around the table, is usually sat at the head of the table.
Harry was on his right side but Remus was closer, he felt the werewolf's hand go to his thigh under the table. He felt his cheeks heat ever so slightly.
It was ridiculous, he and Remus had been playing his game since they were in school, yet he still found he couldn't stop. It, he needed the man, he needed him like he needed air. And weer single brush of fingers, every time he felt Remus, every little touch, every caress, it just seemed to be like the first time all over again.
Sirus resisted the urge to close his hand over Remus on that seat upon his thigh and pull himself under the table cloth but he resided that would only make this dinner kast ever longer.
Not that he didnt love everyone around him dearly, but he hadn't forgotten how Remsu had ft on top of him earlier. How the werewolves must ah felt biting into his shoulder, how his skin pressed together, closer and closer.
No, it would be a long while before he forgot that.
Dinner was served, by a very grumpy Kreacher, but Sirius was in too much of a good mood to both with the house elf. Sirius did not pay much attention to the house elf anyway, he was t by a sting to Harry and Ron tell a story about Umbridge having an argument with Professor McGonagall. And then he wasn't paying any attention to the story because remu hand slide up even higher over his thigh. His thumb ventures into more stimulating territory.
~
When dinner was done, and desert was pulled out knot the tale, Sirus smiled and saw it was a black cake sprinkled with stars.
He smiled at Remus only he would have made something like this. An around of happy birthday was sung and then they cut the cake.
Remus’s hand briefly left his tight when he helped serve the food, and Sirus bit his lip to stop from whining. A cold patch sat where the man's hand should have been.
But then he was taking a bit of the cake, the Remus had jokingly fed him from the end of the spoon, and they were laughing around at the table was chuckling, but he saw the look in Remus's eye when he did it. This was a game they were used to playing, flirting with each other, when everyone was at the table still, teasing each other in plain view of others, but done so in a way that was hidden in plain sighed.
To everyone else, this was Remus and Sirius being idiots because that's what they were like, they were clowns all the time. But to Sirius Remus was seeing how far he could push Sorus before he started to retaliate.
He winked at Remus as he took the spoon back.
A wink that raised more to come later. And he meant it. The cake was amazing, it was black cherry and rum sprinkled with a generous amount of chocolate flakes which to no one's surprise Remus had instead when the cake had been made.
They ate and talked as the night went on, Sirius noticed they avoided speaking of the war, and Dumbledore the order or the ministry He thought it might no one wanted to ruin the mood or maybe it was that they all knew Dumbledore was be furious f he figure out what they had done. Or maybe it was to some degree they knew Remus and himself had a strife with the man and why they might not know but it wasn't something that they should bring up to stop an argument.
Eleven thirty rolled around and Kingsley, who Sirs noted had been silent last whole night said that he needed to get Harry and the rest of them back to Hogwarts before anyone realised something was amiss.
Sirius wanted to argue, he wanted to say something to try and keep them here for a little longer but he did not want to make the situation any more tense than he felt it was. So he gave Harry one last hug and then they disappeared through the fireplace, and they were gone, harder not far behind, sirius didn't even want to know who managed to succeed through the fireplace.
No one else hung around after that, they all bid them goodbye, Molly looked like she wanted to ask Remus if he was coming. But she never got the hence because the werewolf shut the bedroom door and turned to face Sirus who felt the skin on his cheeks flush.
He slid his arms up Remus's shoulder and cupped his cheek as he pulled the boy closer.” thank you, Mooney thank you so much I-” he took a breath and said, “You’re so, amazing.”
“Don't flatter me, it was awkward as heel towards the end.”
“That wasn't your fault,” Sirius said, and he pulled Remus in, pressing a kiss to his mouth, Remus immediately melted into his touch.
“I love you.” Remus mumbled into the kiss, “I love you so much.”
“I love you too money.”
And then he was kissing Remus, and he was kissing him properly he let his mouth fall open and the werewolf tongue slid inside, as he was guided toward the staircase. He felt the back gently press against the wood of the railing. He felt remiss hands slide all over him and all that he could think of in that moment was.
I love him, I love him so much.
He opened his mouth wide and pressed his lips deeper and deeper, trying to get as much of Remus in his arms as he could. He felt Remus slide his hands up and over his hips holding his close. He intimated Remaus as he lifted Sirus the bit wrapped his arms around Remus’s hips as he held him close, their mouth never breaking apart.
He groaned as Remus slid his hands over holding it. He groaned as Remus began to move them around the side of the steps up and to the high floors of the house.
They made it to the attic, and Sirus felt the hard press of the wooden door against his back.
He felt Remus’s tongue slide into his mouth he groaned and slid his hands around his shoulder tugging at the boy's shoulder. He got one sleeve off of his shoulder before the other one was on the other side of it, he ran his hands up and down Remus’s scared arms.
He ere ramus hands slide up and over his shoulder pulling at his one leh jacket, he le the face fall to the floor.
Sirius groaned into rems smooth as the werewolf kissed him. Ge felt Remus's hands slide down from under his hips and lift him. Sirius let out an involuntary little squark that was hurriedly slowed by Remus’s mouth. He felt Remus move them over to the bed, his beck gently hitting the top mattress as Remus crawled on of him, trailing kisses up his chest, up his neck, to his jaw. His hands ran through Siru’s hair as his mouth exploded the skin of his throat. Sirius let a grand escape out his throat as Remus sunk his teeth gently into the soft flesh behind his ear, his mouth moving up the stove sloop, playing with his and then to the helix his teeth nibbling on in just the right way to make us groan and buk under him his hips grazing Remus, pleasure shooting up his back as Remus let out a small groan. Before breaking his weight down over Sirius.
He let his hands slide over the buttons his his shirt popping the hem open one by one, he let his hands rest in Remus's hair, his breaths getting haveier and heavier as rems worked, the warm air of the room reaching his skin as it became more and more visible.
He felt one of Remus’s hands slide under his back, he took the bait and sat up as gracefully as he could his mouth fiend Remus like a moth to a flame. He felt the shirt fall off his shoulders.
“Off-” he muttered his hands balling into fists as he pulled on Remus’s jumper. The man lr tout a; ow chuck;e against the soft skin of Sirius's neck, the hair on the back of his neck rising to attention. Remus complied his hands sliding off of Sirus’s body and around to the front of his jumper pulling it off, his shirt close behind it. Sirius’s hungry smile reached his face as he travelled over the miles and miles of pale skin. He reached out with his hands pulled into his lap, his hips arching upwards.
He felt Remus lean into him, his whole body’s weight pressing in on Sirius, like he was drowning in the weight of Remus. It was the best thing in the world. He slid his hands down Remus's narrow hips and to the belt of his jeans. He felt res shuddered slightly as his finger grazed over the bludge in his jeans. He felt his hips are updated as he undid the belt the buttons on his jeans popping open as if by magic.
He rolled Remus onto his back, soft matrix bouncing slightly as his back hit it, he crawled down Remus's body his mouth leaving a trail of kisses down his stomach as he made his way to the ape of Remus's hips, his hands sledding over the fabric of his jeans spin them down his body, his underwear going within Remus let out a groaned and arched his back, his hips rising in the air. He felt hands run through his hair, nails scratching across his scalp. Sirs groaned and kissed his way back up Remus’s body, hsi and fumbling with his pants on the y back up. Remus sat up as Sirus crawled up his body moths slotting together
once more. He felt Remus cleave fingers under under his belt, the warmth of his hands sliding down the skin of his thighs and around the curve of his ass as he shifted his hips to push against Remus’s in every way that he could. He felt Remus lift him up and drop him onto his back, his pants and underwear falling down off the bed. Sirius smiled as his hand came up and slid around his ribs, their legs slotting together like lost puzzle pieces. He felt Remus's other hand slide into his hair his most moving just above his own as they both smiled.
“I love you moons,” Sirius said, letting all the love of the day flow into his voice.
“Love you too.” he smiled. He felt Remus noes nuzzle his one for a minute before his mouth was over spurs and the whole world stopped spinning. Just for a moment, he existed here just him and Remus together. His kiss broke when Remus started moving his hot down he curved his Sirius neck, his hand in the mouse brown locks.
“How did you organise today?” he asked as Reums climbed lower and lower.
“Hmm?” he asked his head resting on Sirus's hips.
“How’d you do it all?”
“A year's worth of planning.”
“Really?”
Remus nodded his hands sliding up and down the inside curve of Sirius’s thighs hands running up and down Sirius's body, his knees being, trappin' Remus between his thighs.
“Really.” Remus echoed as he sucked a hickey, not Sirus’s thigh.
“Brills- Mooney-” Sirus groaned his mind's focus currently slipping from how today came about and moving to the love of his life in between his thighs. Remus let out a low chuckle that had Sirius arching his back his knees closing together around Remus as he lay on his stomach his hands under Sirius's back, his mouth moving from his thighs to his cock now lying heavy on his stomach. He felt Remus's hot breath on it before he let out a muffled moan as Remus swallowed him whole.
“Merde-” Sirus groaned his back arching as Remus started to move his head up and down at a slow pace. He felt fire zap up and down his back as he moved, his hands slid up and down the back of his thighs.
“Remus-” he groaned as Remus started moving a little faster, “Remus-” he said as he felt hard nails dig into the skin of his thighs more heat running up and down his thighs.
“Hmm?” Remus asked moving his head up and resting it on his hips the end of his cock still in Remus's mouth like a lude lollypop.
Sirius took one look at the sight before him and flopped his head back down with a groan. “You're gonna kill me.” Remus chuckled and let Sirius cock go, before moving to sit properly in between Sirius thighs spitting in his hand and moving it to his cock. Sirus let it happen, hs areas other hand rubing up and down his hips.
“Your beautiful” he heard Remus say breathlessly as his cock teased the entrance to Sirus.
“Merlin-” Sirus groaned again as he tried to move his hips down, Remus took the hint, putting himself inside Sirius. He let out a sinful sound and Remus filled him in one motion. He thought after everything they had got up to today he would be used to the feeling of Remus inside him, but it was just the first. His body never really got used to Remus.
“Fuck-” he heard Remus mute as he began to move inside Sirius his hand immediately going to Sirius's cock squeezing it in all the right ways. He felt Remus move up his body planting messy kisses along his ribs, up his neck and along his jaw as he began to move. His hands gripped Remus's hair pulling it in all the ways he knew Remus liked.
“You're perfect,” Remus whispered in Sirus's ear, he felt a joint of pleasure fill him up at the words. “You incredible,” another jolt of pleasure . “your so interesting, and brilliant, and so amazing pads-” Sirus let out a groan and heat rushed up his back at the worlds, spoken so softly in his ear.
“Remus-” Sirius groaned his hands thinking in Remus’s hair.
“You're powerful, brave, and the most good-natured person I know Sirius.” another joint of heat thing time rippling down from his ear to the pit of his stomach.
“Moony-” Sirius plated
“You so good, you the best person I know Sirius, You all I'll ever need- you amazing, and you need to know that-”
Sirius arched his hips into the air as pleasure shot up his body from the core of his stomach as he came in a dizzying wake of pleasure.
~
Sirius didn’t care what the time was, all he cared about was that he was warm and Remus was lying next to him his hands running through his hair. “I've got one more thing for you.” Remus said leaning over the side of the bed and picking up a small envelope. Srus rolled on his back his head in Remus lap as he took the envelope.
He opened it and inside were photos. Photos of James, Lily and him and Remus, as he flipped through the photos, the faces of his favour people smiling back at him all he thought was,
Best birthday ever!
The end