Infrunami Pt. 2
Sirius Black didn’t know he was going to kiss Remus Lupin until he kissed Remus Lupin.
If he was being honestly with himself, he had probably wanted to kiss Remus for a very, very, long time. If he was being really, really honest with himself, the last four love songs he wrote were all about Remus.
But Sirius Black was a liar, and he certainly didn’t want to unpack all that, so he pretended to himself as though one moment while they were song writing before rehearsal, it hit him. And he did it. He kissed Remus Lupin.
Kissing Remus felt nothing like Sirius expected.
He expected Remus to be soft, like the leather of his song writing journal with little green ribbon. Instead, Remus was rough. His kisses were jagged and torn. He yanked Sirius onto his lap and dug his fingers into his waist.
Sirius was hooked.
Kissing Remus was different than any drug. It was as though kissing Remus was so bright it blurred out any sight and was so loud it drowned out any sound.
Well. Not any sound.
Sirius thanked his lucky stars (ha) that James and Peter were so loud all the time because it gave Sirius just enough time to thrown himself off Remus as the boys entered the studio.
They locked eyes, both panting from the intensity of the moment.
“Oye! What’s up with you lot?” Peter exclaimed as they sat down.
“Oh, just working on a new song,” Remus replied quietly.
“Play it?” James asked, distracted while he tuned his guitar.
“Yeah sure, let us know what you think.” Sirius could barely look at James, terrified he’d see right through him.
And they played.
Girl, you're the one I want
You're the one I need….