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Naked on your Chain	By : flagfish Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Remus/Sirius Views: 6160 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Reckon I could pose for one of these?"
Sirius asked, lying on his back with one of Bella's magazines up in his hands. Remus gazed from just over his chest, the both of them mostly out of their clothes. It really did feel nice to have him all to himself; the question caught him off guard.
"Are you having a laugh?" he asked, leaning up to have a look, and Sirius put the magazine down at his side. He regarded Remus for several moments before shaking his head. "No," he said, "I think it'd be a splendid way to irritate Mum."
There were so many things that seemed wrong with an idea like that. "Why…why would you want to irritate your mum, isn't she already…"
Sirius nodded, still entirely sincere. "They're having me transferred anyway."
"They won't really have you transferred, Pads."
"Oh, you don't know my parents."
"Sounds like I don't."
Sirius' fingers raked through Remus' hair with elegance that came second-nature to him. "You reckon it'll be a good parting gift?"
"Don't talk that way, Padfoot. Besides, don't you have to be seventeen?"
"Sixteen," he said, "Seventeen for magic."
"I…" Remus started, but he couldn't think of a good reason against it.
"Wonder if Bella still gets these, should be a nice surprise for her, too."
Remus smirked. "You're mental," he said, and Sirius laughed, "Maybe a little."
Sirius and James had already streaked in front of the entire student body; it wasn't like it would be his first time. Remus wanted to tell him it was a bad idea, but he honestly couldn't think why, and it made him uncomfortable. He thought back to the first time Sirius kissed James, I should charge you for that, Remus knew inwardly that Sirius was better-looking and better-endowed than most of the wizards in the issue they'd looked through.
"Let's not talk about that," he finally said as in compromise, one hand tugging at the elastic of Sirius' pajamas.
"All right," there came the reply, and Sirius' hand came on his as to help him pull them off.
Much as Remus hated to admit it, Sirius really had a body to show off. Regulus did, too, and while Remus hadn't deliberately looked at the time, it was apparent even through the bandages.
"Now you," Padfoot said with a smile, still on his back as he began to have at Moony's belt, his shirt and jacket already off and strewn somewhere down on the floor. This time, Remus didn't mind so much. It was more intimate this way, and it felt more like Padfoot was his. He smiled sheepishly from under his hair, his own long fingers joining Sirius' on his belt and his fly to get them off. Without the belt on, his trousers practically slid off his narrow hips; he was very thin, though Sirius inwardly thought it becoming.
"I wanna bite you right here," Sirius said, poking one finger at Remus' thigh, and he had that devious smile, the one that meant that he's trouble but that made you love him for being that way, and Remus laughed, sitting down at his side as to slide his trousers off.
Remus wasn't aggressive like James— not in human form, anyway. And even if James had no experience with blokes when Sirius got to him, he knew how to take charge, he did things to Padfoot that made him hot even after the fact, when, gazing absently out the window, he'd still feel the places along his skin where he'd been held down and pursued.
It wasn't like that with Remus, but he didn't mind; it was very charming for Moony, he thought, to be nice. Hooking his thumbs in his briefs, Moony chuckled shyly, winking at him from beneath his fringe as he tugged them down, and Padfoot raised his eyebrows, deliberately looking, smiling, as well.
He pulled him in by the waist after Remus kicked his underwear off and kissed him, still grinning, had he always wanted this, Remus wondered, always, even if he'd never fancied blokes, as there always had been a twinkling magic about Sirius that made him too far-removed to really have, even when they were the closest of mates; there was something about him just untouchable enough that kept you desperate, that kept you in love even while you were friends, the way glam rock stars were untouchable—
—he was the sort of cool you never could pervade, even when you knew that he was really just human—
Both Remus and Regulus thought so, even if neither had said so outright.
"It hurt, didn't it," Sirius said, "last time—"
"When you—"
"When I had my finger in you, yeah."
"It— well, I wasn't—"
"You wanna do it to me?"
Remus stopped partway to whatever he was going to say next, and he regarded Sirius quietly.
"It'll feel better for you," Sirius winked.
"Are you sure?"
"I've played with myself enough to know what to do," Padfoot said without shame, and Moony watched him with a combination of astonishment and intrigue, blushing for Sirius even if Sirius never blushed, himself.
"Right, where's my wand," Padfoot murmured, already tossing his perfect naked form partway over the mattress as he proceeded to search through his things on the floor, until he found it on the inside of his jacket, and Remus gripped him by the arm.
"Merlin, are you mad? You can't use that outside of school—"
Sirius chuckled, "Can't wait for that hearing, so I can tell them what I'd used it for—"
"Padfoot, really—"
"No, really, I've already used it since I've been here—now, watch—"
Remus didn't say more, but he was visibly uncomfortable. He watched as Sirius used the wand to produce a clear, viscous substance unto his palm, grinning at Moony as he said, "For medicinal purposes, so says the text— good for pranking, too…"
Remus chuckled at his nerve and shook his head, intrigued. The dim light of the bedside lamp illuminated Sirius' body in a soft haze as he turned to put his wand aside, and Remus watched, feeling he wanted to have at him—
"Right, so watch—" Sirius said, the fluid along his fingers glittering in the lamplight, his hair swinging, gazing down—
His slender legs moved gracefully apart, and Remus stopped him; "Wait," he murmured, already hard just from watching, and he seemed entirely innocent when he asked,
"I want to do what you did to me—"
Sirius smiled from behind his hair; he stopped partway to touching himself. "C'mere," he replied, and Remus moved closer, feeling the other boy's hand just at the nape of his neck as they kissed.
He didn't go easy on Remus. He didn't ask him if he was sure, or if he was all right with it, considering he'd not done it before; he didn't offer to do something for him first, either. He merely drew away and lay luxuriantly on his back, his aristocratic fingers running through Moony's hair with tender attention, "Go on, then," he prompted, as though it were something they did every day.
Moony hadn't done this before, but Padfoot looked good enough to eat— or maybe he were just aroused enough that it felt that way— but, as before, he had the sense that he was doing this for his own satisfaction above all else—
Sirius' legs were long and smooth, they slid with knowing ease under Remus' large hands as he guided them farther apart, and Sirius watched him, he liked to see, his hand was in Moony's hair as he guided him forth. Am I doing this right, Remus wondered, never asking aloud, his eyes fluttered shut and he reached tentatively to lap at the small opening. Sirius cursed, his hand tight in his hair, muttering that yes and that's good, and keep doing that—
And even though the hand in his hair pulled and it hurt, Remus found he liked doing it, and that Sirius tasted very nice; he lapped at him hungrily, his fingers going tight against his behind as he held him apart, breath coming hot through his nose; he really wanted to—
he really wanted to fuck him—
"You like doing that, don't you—" Sirius whispered, and it came with a note of fascination, as though he hadn't expected him to; Remus didn't reply, he couldn't, but he gazed upward at him, to the extent that he could. He slid his tongue in past the opening, having to force his way in, because it was very tight—and he became aware that Sirius was very warm inside; he allowed it in as far as it would go, until his lips were pressed wetly against him, and Sirius swore and whispered and told him he was beautiful—
"Let me look at you," he said, face flushed with arousal as he leaned forth, and he tilted his chin up toward him, the fluid glistening wet at Moony's lip; Sirius regarded him for several moments with something like innocent curiosity before he pulled him up to himself.
"Why do you look so nice when you're dirty," he mouthed, slowly running the tip of one finger against Moony's lip, and, without moving the digit, he proceeded to kiss him. Remus' hands came tentatively against the other boy's arms and, blindly, still kissing, Sirius took one of his hands in his.
Remus felt his index finger go slick with the fluid from before. "Don't worry," Sirius murmured against his mouth, "it won't hurt me—"
He felt him slowly lower his hand to the wet perineum, and they both turned their gaze downward a bit, he watched as Padfoot guided the tip of his finger inside.
"You're so warm," Remus mouthed, and, momentarily holding his breath, Sirius whispered, "Yeah—"
He'd learned to do this to himself many years before, it took getting used to, and Remus was so much more careful, so much more gentle when he did it, you won't hurt me, Sirius told him again—
His hand came on Moony's wrist, slowly but firmly guiding him inside, "Do this," he whispered, demonstrating a come here gesture with his free hand.
"Like this?" Remus asked, imitating the motion inside, and Sirius' lips came apart; he chuckled softly, "Yeah, like that—"
"I wanna try that—" Remus asked with all the innocence in the world, "Is that nice?"
Still part-gasping, Sirius laughed, "You wanna try that, do you," he kissed him again, "It hurt when I put my finger in you last time, didn't it? It takes practice—"
"I know—" there came the reply, Remus gently repeating the motion and watching the other boy's expression intently, "—but I wanna know what it's like—"
Sirius appeared amused to the extent that he could while so visibly affected. He regarded Moony for several moments before finally nodding. "Yeah, all right— we'll do it to you."
(On to Chapter 14)
A/N: I would love to find someone interested in roleplaying these guys (if this is still on here then I'm still looking, haha!) By far my favorite pairing is James/Sirius, but I could do Sirius/Remus as well; I'm aware that Sirius/Remus is a much more popular pairing, and for years I've had a very hard time finding anyone interested in RPing James/Sirius— so I'd love you if you felt like trying it out! ^^ I don't mind at all if you haven't RPd these guys before, if English isn't your first language, if you're a little shy, or if you're new to this fandom or to RPing; I just like writing with someone else who's passionate about the same stuff =) If you feel like giving it a go, then please reach me through the contact info on my profile. Thank you! ^^
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