Seduce Me - Wolfstar
Sirius breathed out a reluctant exhale and turned his head away, much to his best friend's amusement. He shook his head slightly at the slowly spreading grin and collapsed onto his bed to bury his face into his pillow to stifle a groan.
"Is Pads okay?" Remus mused from the other side of the room, as if he had no idea what the bloody problem was.
James snorted whilst he shrugged, "not the foggiest clue."
He had something of a clue. Namely that Rem had just tugged off his jumper whilst talking to the boy who was currently hiding his crimson flush with his bedding. And his tee had ridden up very minutely as he did so. That his arms flexed when he chucked the jumper into his trunk. At least thats what James was assuming had happened, since it had been the reasoning that Si gave him the past three weeks when he was dying at three am. God, the Blacks were dramatic.
"What were you two even talking about?" Peter added with a concerned glance at his friend who was seemingly trying to disappear into his mattress.
"Quidditch. The match next week?" Remus muttered through a confused shake of his head at Sirius who'd managed to pull himself back up to sheepishly join in with the group's discussion.
"Ouais, it was." He swallowed the lump in his throat and forced out a smile, "and your commentary last time."
James sniggered at that, and made a show of ducking his head in embarrassment because all his friend had spent the match doing was commenting on how a certain chaser couldn't keep his eyes off of a certain seeker.
"I don't see the issue. It's not like I was commenting on you, Pads."
"Maybe that's the problem." Pete voiced, ignoring the glare immediately shot his way. Because at this point, the only one oblivious to Sirius' little crush was the object of his affections. Even some first year had commented on his heart eyes the other week.
"What? Why would that be a problem, cariad?"
Sirius flushed scarlet, somehow a darker red than before and shook his head adamantly, "that is not-"
"He's an attention whore, you know that Rem." James filled in smoothly behind his giggles disguised as obvious coughs.
"Yeah, not the only kind of whore he is."
"Moony! Unfair." It wasn't meant to be a whine, not at all. But here they all were, staring at him as he contemplated running and jumping out of their window.
Remus cocked an eyebrow at him and smirked, a slow, almost unsure smirk that made the older boy internally combust a good few hundred times, "oh? Who said I was trying to be fair, Si?"
James and Peter glanced between the pair, stifling their laughter with the backs of their hands or lips drawn tightly into half pouts. Sirius merely scoffed and flicked his wrist until the room was drenched in darkness.
*
Remus shook his head, a wide grin painting his features as the redhead in front of him sniggered and gestured wildly around the common room.
"I'm telling you, Remus. She is this close to falling in love with me."
"You're dillusional, there's no chance Macdonald is that idiotic."
"Oi! What about you, huh? Falling in love with the most dramatic dog in existence."
His eyes widened as he scanned the common room, desperately praying said dog wasn't present before fixing her with a slight glare, "I am not falling in love with him."
"Oh please, you definitely are."
"If he hasn't already."
Remus spun at the slytherin’s voice and groaned, throwing his face into his hands with a frustrated whimper, "what are doing here, Black?"
"Listening to you pine after my brother again, apparently."
"Lily, make my ass of a best friend piss off."
Regulus snorted and planted himself firmly in between the two gryffindors, much to the redhead’s amusement, "listen, Lupin, if you don't get your damn emotions in order-"
"Oh says you Mr Simp-For-The-Simpiest-Man-Ever." Lily ignored the scowl turned her way and merely ruffled the younger boy's hair, "I'm just saying, Baby Black, he's not the only one fucked."
"Perhaps but at least I'm dating my achilles heel."
Remus shoved his shoulder and shook his head reluctantly, "it's pointless."
"Why don't you try flirting?"
"Don't be an idiot, Evans, that would require him having literally any moves."
"Asshole."
*
James' face broke into a lovesick smile the moment the pair stepped foot into the common room and that meant one thing: Regulus was here.
Sirius rolled his eyes as he was half dragged over to the sofa, where low and behold, his brother, crush and Lils were sitting, "hey Red."
"Black, darling, how's you?"
"Dealing with this bundle of energy so, not splendid."
"Hey now, that's my boyfriend, you intolerant shit."
James snorted and planted a decisive kiss to the top of the slytherin’s head, "I am indeed."
Lily grinned, apparently forgetting (or not caring) that Sirius was there as she spoke, "why don't you go and let him tire himself out then, Baby Black?"
Reg glared at her but didn't protest when his boyfriend nodded and hauled him up, legs automatically wrapping around his torso when he wasn't placed back down, "au revoir. Remus don't be a wuss."
Sirius' eyes latched immediately to the werewolf at that, blocking out the giggles and soft mutters between his best friend and little brother as he did so, "ooo why're you being a wuss?"
The redhead answered before the other even had a chance to figure out a response, "he can't comprehend that he's perfectly capable of flirting with people." And with that she flounced off, leaving Remus to plan her murder as he chanced a glance at his friend.
His eyes flitted slightly in a pang of jealousy he couldn't contain but he managed to force a snort to break free of his slowly pursing lips, "want some help, Moons?"
"Nac oes, cariad."
Sirius felt his cheeks burn, the words escaping before he had even a moment to think them through, "could you stop trying to seduce me!?"
"I'm not trying to seduce y-" He broke off and met the flushed boy's gaze, hope clearly flitting across his face, "do you want me to seduce you, Pads?"
He paused, scanning the room for some support before realising it was futile and hesitantly nodding, "peut être."
Remus couldn’t stop his grin, reaching to cup the other's jaw without thinking, "really?"
"Really. Are you going to be a wuss or are you going to kiss me?"
"You're such an ass, cariad. Come here."
Sirius gnawed on his lip for a moment before scrambling closer and letting their lips hover together, "I hate how easily you can seduce me."
"No, you love it."
His reply was lost in the kiss, if he even uttered one, their lips finding each other as Rem’s fingers trailed up to the black locks, threading through and twisting them into loose plaits or loops that would probably end up being knotted. But Sirius couldn't care less, not right now. Instead he hummed and leaned further into the embrace, leading to him being tugged to fall somewhat elegantly on the werewolf’s lap, his arms looping around Remus' neck to steady himself.
Okay, he definitely loved it.