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�When I�m with you
baby, I go out of my head,

And I just can�t get enough, I just can�t get enough.

All the things you do to me and everything you said,

And I just can�t get
enough, I just can�t get enough��

By the next
morning, however, Sirius� anger had dissolved, just like it always did. Remus
was glad. When they had true arguments, where the feelings spilled over into
the days after, those were the days he didn�t feel at home at Hogwarts, which
in turn made him realise that without Sirius, there was no home at Hogwarts for
him. Sap. Honestly.

The grounds
were still being powdered in falling snow and outside lessons had been
cancelled, which was how Remus found himself sitting in front of the common
room fire, with a book open on his legs, when he should have been being shunned
by magical creatures near the forest. Sirius was at the other end of the sofa,
sprawled out in an ungainly pose, legs wide open. Remus was having a hard time
keeping his eyes on his book. Oh Merlin
he looks so sexy sitting there like that. I know he�s doing it for the benefit
of his fans, Remus� eyes slid over two seventh year girls whispering in the
corner, blatantly looking at Sirius, but
lord am I glad. I mean, just look at those thighs.

Wary of
being caught staring for too long, Remus looked up at the fire, where James was
polishing his broomstick lovingly for the third time since they�d been back.

�James,
really� have you ever considered one day you might melt the handle off with the
concentration of polish?� Remus grinned at him, glad for a welcome distraction.

�That�d
just get him a new one faster,� Peter muttered from where he was trying and
failing to complete his Herbology homework with a
frown on his face. �I think it�s his master plan.�

Sirius
snorted and said, �Break it all you want, Prongs, your
mum said she�s not buying you another broom before you leave.�

�Then I�ll
have to save and get my own, won�t I?� James rolled his eyes.

�Yeah, right,� Remus laughed. �You saving� I�ll
believe that when I see it.�

He received
the dirty cloth James had been polishing with in the face for his trouble. He
choked as the fumes sucked into his nose and his throat, more pungent than they
would have been to anybody else. He coughed and felt the cloth snatched away
from his features, opening his eyes to see Sirius staring at him, concerned.

�For fuck�s
sake, James,� he muttered, throwing the cloth back at him. �That stuff is
lethal when you don�t have a super-strength nose.�

I�d inhale it a million times if it
kept you looking at me like that. Sickened with his own thoughts, Remus inhaled to chase out both
their presence and the smell. It didn�t really work, but then, nothing ever did
where Sirius was concerned. Remus noted with a jolt that Sirius� hand was on
his shoulder. It felt warm and heavy; it made the other shoulder keen for the
same touch to even out the feeling in his body.

�Sorry,
Moony,� James scrunched up his face in apology. �Didn�t
think.�

Remus
shrugged with a dismissive grin, thinking that the movement would cause Sirius
to remove his hand. It slipped, but Sirius surreptitiously put it back.

And it was
that sort of thing that had Remus royally confused. Sirius always found some
sort of reason to touch him, it seemed. He was a touchy-feely person, and he
always had been �he mucked around with James and Peter, wrestled them, grabbed
them round the shoulders jokily �hell, one time he�d even committed mock
ravishment on James when they were drunk, with incredibly amusing vocal accompaniment,
which Remus would never admit left him hard in his bed. No, Sirius Black wasn�t
exactly reserved with any of his friends, but Remus felt he had twice his fair
share of touching, hugging, knee knocking and elbow nudging. The hand on his
shoulder was a perfect case in point. The full moon was three weeks away, so it
wasn�t protective nature making Sirius touch him. Not that Remus was stupid
enough to complain. He relished every touch, intentional or otherwise, beyond
what he was sure Sirius could comprehend. He couldn�t get enough of him.

�I can�t be
shitted going to Potions after this,� Sirius groaned, exhaling sulkily. �I�m
too relaxed now. Fancy bunking with me?� He asked any of the three at large.

�No way,�
James frowned. �We�re testing the draughts today, remember?�

A grin
spread on his face, one Remus recognised all too well. It was his taunting grin
and Remus hated it with a passion. It could only mean someone�s afternoon was
about to take a turn for the worse. Tell
him what you think of him. And Remus had, before. And it always fell on
deaf ears. Somewhere along the way, he�d just ignored his conscience and just
shut up. Which makes
you a big fat coward. Remus hoped none of them noticed his tiny
intake of breath of frustration.

You don�t even breathe without
wanting to upset them.

�Ah, of course. I can�t wait to see Snivellus� face when he
finds himself blurting his innermost to all and sundry.�

So, it
would be Severus as the punch bag, as usual. Is it ever anyone else? Remus realised he was stupid to assume it
would be, that both James and Sirius wouldn�t have jumped at the opportunity to
legally drug Severus Snape against his will. He inwardly sighed and put his
bookmark in the page he was reading and closed the cover. Sirius� hand was
still on his shoulder, but whenever he started thinking about how arrogant and
cruel the boy he loved could be, the touches made him
feel dirty rather than loved. And there was no doubt that where Severus Snape
came into play, Sirius set out to be cruel, rather than falling into the
category by mistake.

And that
was why, sitting in the Potions labs half and hour later, Remus almost wanted
to warn the dark-haired boy sitting next to him. Somehow, in a twist of fate
which had James and Sirius rubbing their hands together with glee, Remus had
been seated next to Snape that year, and somehow, miraculously, they had ended
up together again. Remus hated that he had actually been jealous. He loved
sitting next to Sirius.

His
attention was dragged into focus by Slughorn clapping his hands together at the
front of the class. Remus bit his lip.

�So today
we can finally test those potions we left brewing over Christmas. Now, I know I
initially said that you could choose the person that you allowed to test your
work, but I thought on that over the break and have decided it�s probably
safer, what with the increased house rivalry recently, if I choose who tests
your potions by simply pulling them out of the box only making sure that you
don�t get your own back.�

Oh well. Sucks to
be Sirius.
Slughorn moved between the rows of desks, dishing out vials with names on. So
everyone would get to see who their poisoner was...
Remus took his with a smile and turned the vial over in his hands, squinting to
see the name. With a sickening jolt, he found himself holding a bottle with
Sirius� loopy, overdramatic handwriting on it. Shit. He thought on what they�d said in the common room. �Snivellus blurting his innermost to all
and sundry�. Shit. In a panic,
Remus turned round and made wide eyes at Sirius, trying to convey his dread.

Sirius
understood immediately and paled a little. It was fine when that potion was
intended for an enemy, but Remus blurting out his secrets for the room to hear
was too dangerous.

�Switch
with me,� he mouthed, keeping his mouth as still as possible.

Remus
rocked back on his stool, reaching his hand back, the vial enclosed in it.
Sirius� hand melted over his palm and he felt the vials switch and Sirius�
fingers drag back over his wrist. In his pants his dick gave a hopeful twinge. Now is really not the time.

Remus
didn�t look at the name on the bottle he was holding, he was just relieved he
wasn�t holding a truth potion. It was different colour to the one he�d handed
Sirius. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Sirius switch potions with James,
who looked sulky that he�d soon be blurting out some secrets. Remus swallowed.
A crisis narrowly avoided, but his heart was still pounding.

�Right, so.
Uncork, and smell, and study it, and then work in pairs, take it in turn to
take the potion and diagnose each other. Go.�

Reluctantly,
Snape turned to him and grimaced. �You first, Lupin.�

Abrupt and sulky, as ever. Although Remus hated what his friends put Severus through,
he couldn�t help but think that Severus never did anything to help himself.
Sighing, Remus gently pulled the stopper out of the vial and lifted it to his
nose.

As the
fumes crept into his nose, he thought he might be going mad. The smell creeping
into his nose was that of Sirius �his body, his hair. Biting his lip, Remus
wondered whether he still felt so relieved at switching bottles with Sirius. It
was practically screaming love potion at him. And a love potion that smelt of
Sirius really, really didn�t bode well.

�Come on,�
Severus tutted, trying to look at the name on Remus�
bottle. �Oh.�

Remus too
looked at the name, and saw the thin scrawl of handwriting of the boy he�d sat
next to in that very class since September.

�What is
it?� Remus dropped his voice and asked desperately.

Severus
smirked. �What do you think it is?�

Remus
looked at him worriedly. �From what I can smell in it, I�m guessing it�s a love
potion of sorts.�

�Of sorts,�
Severus nodded, fixing him with an intense gaze. �Who does it smell like?�

You little bastard. I wish they�d been able to get you now. �That�s none of your business,�
Remus said quietly.

Behind him,
he could hear James muttering at Sirius. �Now Lily�s going to hear god knows
what. You fucking owe me.�

�Drink it,�
Severus pressed him, greasy hair falling in his face.

�Why on
earth would you brew this?� Remus frowned. �Love potions are banned at
Hogwarts.�

�I said it
was a love potion of sorts,� Severus shook his head. �Not the full blown thing.
Now, drink it, so I can call Slughorn over here, get my marks and move on.�

�I�m not
drinking it,� Remus shook his head, slipping the stopper back in.

Severus rolled his eyes and shook his head irritatingly. �Brave Gryffindors��

�You knob,�
the uncharacteristic insult tumbled through Remus� lips before he could stop
it.

Severus
scowled and threw him a look which conveyed his thoughts only too well. He
leant closer and hissed, �Is that why you�re afraid to drink it? Afraid it�ll
tell the room that you like knobs more than you�re letting on?�

The bottle
slipped from Remus� fingers before he could stop it, it hit his lap and rolled
off his knee, before shattering on the stone floor.

�Oh, Lupin,
you�re far too clumsy for this class, I knew I should never have agreed to take
you,� Slughorn chastised. �Five points from Gryffindor.�

�What?�
Sirius exclaimed behind him, head snapping up.

Remus�
cheeks burned and he threw a filthy look at Severus. Still. At least now you don�t have to drink it.

Severus
waited until Slughorn had turned away before he let the smirk curl up his lips
and he picked up his own potion vial.

�What did
you do?� Sirius was by their table in seconds, glaring down in his special way
he reserved for Severus.

�Nothing,�
Severus shrugged his thin shoulders. �Lupin wasn�t man enough to swallow his
potion, and threw it on the floor to avoid it. I didn�t cause you to lose your
precious points.�

�But you
brewed it,� Sirius scowled. He looked at Remus. �What was it?�

�It doesn�t
matter, sit down,� Remus shook his head. �I�ll make up the points at some
point.�

�Like I
give a toss about house points,� Sirius frowned. �I care if he�s being a wanker, though.�

�Well you
can�t make him change,� Remus said frostily. �So a wanker
forever it is.�

Sirius
looked at Remus, knowing that Snape must really have riled his best friend, who
was usually so gentle and polite. With a confused glance and a crease between
his brows, Sirius went back to his table whilst Remus glared at his potions
partner.

Severus,
too, looked surprised at Remus� retaliation. He turned his attention to his own
vial of potion without saying another word, raising it to his overlarge nose
and smelling. �Oh, classy, Lily,� he muttered under his breath and knocked it
back.

Remus
watched as he doubled over, clutched his stomach, and vomited rather
spectacularly over his Potions textbook on the desk in front of him. Remus
grinned to himself and raised his hand, �Professor Slughorn, I think Snape drew
the short straw of a Purging Potion.�

Another
retch from Severus had him fighting back a laugh. He knew it was out of
character but he didn�t care. In his mind, this time at least, Severus deserved
everything he got as he bought his lunch up for a second visit.

***

�I can
still smell Snivellus vomit,� Sirius complained that
evening as they spent the night in their dormitory. �Just won�t get out of my
nose.�

�It was
pretty disgusting,� Peter wrinkled his nose in distaste.

�Bloody
hilarious though,� James smirked. �I wish I knew who�d brewed it. Moony, did
you get a look at the bottle?�

�I did,
actually,� Remus looked up from his Charms essay. �It was Lily.�

�Oh that�s
just perfect,� James� face was alight with glee.

Remus
shrugged and bent his face back to his essay, even though his hand was aching
from clutching at the quill for two hours.

�He
deserved it,� Sirius said from his bed where he was surrounded by work, none of
which he was actually doing. �He upset Moony.�

�Oh, really?� James asked airily.

�I�d be
interested to know as well,� Sirius got off the bed and walked over to Remus�,
leaning against one of the posts and staring down at him.

�It was
nothing,� Remus kept his eyes on his essay.

�Bollocks,�
Sirius snorted. �You called him a wanker.�

�Whoa, Rem, you swore?� Peter�s eyes went wide.

James was
suddenly bouncing on the end of his mattress with anticipation. �What�d he do
to get you so mad?�

�Is it
really such an occurrence when I swear?� Remus frowned, still keeping his eyes
on the parchment even though he�d ceased to write.

�You�re too
much of a good boy to swear,� Sirius smirked. �Leave it to me. It didn�t sound
right coming out of your mouth. That�s how I know he really must have pissed
you off.�

Sighing,
Remus threw down his quill and finally looked up. He didn�t want to tell them
the truth. They�re your friends. Even
so, he didn�t really want to divulge the grisly details. They�ve understood far worse for you. Being a werewolf didn�t mean
loving one of them, though. And it would get Severus in more trouble. Remus
didn�t exactly know why he cared. They were all looking at him expectantly.

�Fuck,� he
said very clearly and firmly. �Arse. Wank. Shit. There. I can swear just like the rest of you.
It doesn�t have to mean anything.�

�Bullshit,�
Sirius swung round the post to jump on the bed on his knees. He snatched Remus�
essay up and positioned it precariously between his index finger and thumb on
both hands. �Tell me what the little prick did or I�ll rip your essay in half�.

�Do you
know how twisted that is?� Remus smiled at him. �Bullying me to be able to go
after a bully?�

�I�m not a
bully,� Sirius instantly replied.

�Sometimes
you could really fool me,� Remus shrugged, and used Sirius� anguished state to pinch
his essay back out of his hands.

He didn�t
want to start a fight again, but he didn�t want to tell them the truth of his
argument with Snape, either. Fighting is
preferable.

�I am not a
bully,� Sirius repeated, his face growing angry.

�There goes
my idea of a quiet night,� James muttered, and slunk off the bed back to his
own.

�You�re
just as bad,� Remus sealed his nightly fate. �The pair of you, you can call
yourselves what you like, but when it boils down to it you�re just schoolboy
bullies.�

James spun
round, face as flushed as Sirius�.

�Snivellus is a little wanker,
like you said.�

�So what if
he is? That doesn�t mean you have to torment him at every corner,� Remus tried
to keep his voice at a normal, rational level. He was no good at arguing
against them, it�s why he normally just kept his mouth shut.

�He�s not exactly nice to us either,� Peter interjected. �Who�s to say if we
weren�t hexing him all over the place he wouldn�t be doing it to us instead?�

Sirius was
still kneeling on Remus� bed looking angry. Remus really would have preferred
to argue from a distance� Sirius might be in a different house to all of his
family, but hell, he was still a Black and he still had a temper.

�Why are you
defending him?� Sirius asked contemptuously. �Is this your complex about him
knowing you�re a werewolf again?�

�It�s
nothing to do with that,� Remus tutted, picking up
his books and putting them in his bedside cabinet.

�Oh, it
always fucking is,� Sirius shook his head. �Always the same
old fucking same old.�

�It�s not
about it, but that doesn�t change the fact that I still don�t think you should
ever have done it, Sirius. Christ, I think you have more of a problem with that
than I do with what you actually did.�

Anger
flashed in Sirius� eyes. �I don�t need your approval,� he spat.

�You�ve just proved my point, I mentioned nothing about you wanting my
approval, you bought it up yourself.�

With a
little outraged sound of dismay, Sirius reached over and shoved Remus by the
shoulder.

�Hey guys come on,� James said warily, coming a few steps closer. �Don�t
fight.�

Oh god, touch me again. �I think you should go back to your
own bed now,� Remus raised his chin and looked squarely at Sirius.

Sirius
ignored him, reached over and pushed him down flat on his back.

�Padfoot, come on-� James protested but Sirius was already
pinning Remus down, like he would if they were in animal form.

Oh my sweet Merlin. James naked. Peter naked. Slughorn naked. The thoughts raced through his mind whilst Remus
desperately tried to keep his pants becoming a tent. Sirius would feel it
instantly. He looked up into Sirius� face and saw where before he had been angry
he was smiling now, eyes teasing.

�You think
I was going to deck you or something?� he rolled his eyes with a laugh,
reasserting his strength by picking Remus� wrists up and thudding them back
down again, tightening his grip. �You looked scared.�

Scared? Astronomically
turned on more like. Slughorn naked. Remus could only manage a weak
smile up at him, which instantly turned Sirius� playful look to worry. He let
go of Remus� hands and sat up on him. �I�m sorry, I was only messing around.�

Noooooo don�t get off me� Remus was crying out inside as Sirius wriggled off him, looking
sheepish, as Remus lay spread out on the bed. James was hovering, looking
between them, wand out at the ready. �Look. I am sick of you two being at each other�s throats all the time, If it�s
not the smoking, it�s Snape, if it�s not Snape it�s Sirius� promiscuity, if
it�s not him being a whore it�s something bloody else. Just quit it, alright?�

�It is getting pretty tiring watching you
two fight all the time,� Peter looked on worriedly
from his bed. �What�s happened between you?�

�Nothing,�
Sirius shrugged. �Friends fight. You�re just jealous I�m not pinning you down.�

Peter gave
a derisive snort and Sirius leapt on him, pinning him down in exactly the same
way he�d held Remus. James laughed and leapt on top of Sirius, officially
turning Peter�s bed into a bundle zone.

Get off him. I want him back. He was
on top of me! Remus
had to fight extremely hard to keep the pout off his face. Get over there and get in the bundle you fool� �He launched himself off the bed and threw
himself into the fight, which had somehow turned into James and Peter versus
Sirius by himself. It had been a long time since they�d done this. Not since
third year.

�Agh, shit Pads,� James winced clutching his gut. �You�re
stupidly strong.�

�You know
it,� Sirius seized Remus round the waist and threw him onto his left side so
that his arms fell across Sirius� chest, it made Remus glow inside.

Sirius�
shirt had un-tucked itself from his trousers in the process of the fight and
Remus swallowed as he saw the soft skin of his stomach and the hair trailing
down from his belly button. Sirius caught him looking and against his better
judgement, Remus blushed. Sirius frowned but didn�t have time to comment,
because Peter hit him over the chest with his pillow. The beautiful stomach
jerked upwards as the wind was knocked out of him and Remus snapped out of it. Play your part. He grabbed the pillow
and sent a few whacks back at Peter, who laughed and fell backwards off the
bed. Remus then turned to James, still clutching his gut and swiped again with
the pillow making little �nyaah� noises with each hit
until James was laughing.

�Alright alright alright, mercy,� James
wheezed, sliding off the bed onto the floor. �Valiant Knight Remus wins the
day.�

�I miss
Valiant Knight Remus,� he laughed, sitting back on his heels and staring
dreamily at the ceiling. �We had some great fun when we were eleven, didn�t
we?�

�We were
all a lot bloody lighter then,� James stood up, clutching his stomach, glasses
askew.

Before he
knew what was happening, Remus was grabbed from behind in a bear clutch by
Sirius who wrestled him backwards, holding him down.

Slughorn naked.

James took
the pillow and beat Remus in the chest with it whilst laughing. Sirius tickled
him.

Slughorn naked.

Remus was
laughing, he could hear it, a high pitched sound, so unmanly, but he couldn�t
stop. One of Sirius� hands accidently grazed under his shirt.

Sirius naked. Fuck.

Too late,
he realised his body had reacted to the touch and he was suddenly very hot.
James was still hitting with the pillow but Sirius seemed to realise something
had changed. Remus choked on his laughter.

Slughorn Slughorn
Slughorn. Come on you bastard, please disappear.

�Valiant
Knight Remus Vanquished,� James declared with a final thud, and, in an act that
he�d never know quite how helpful he had been, left the pillow covering Remus�
crotch.

Sirius�
hands fell still and Remus gasped for breath, relief tingling through him as
his erection began to fade away. But it didn�t change the fact that Sirius was
beneath him, had his arms wrapped around him, and was breathing in his ear with
indecent warmth. I�m actually going to
burst.

�I don�t
know why we don�t do that more often,� Peter picked himself
back up off the floor. �Fun, like we used to have when we were kids.�

�I miss
being eleven,� Sirius smiled wistfully.

Remus knew
he�d be thinking of how difficult his family life had gotten over the last few
years, culminating in his running away from home, straight to the Potter
residence. With a swoop of jealousy Remus swallowed. I will never be able to pretend I didn�t want him to come to me, to
find me, seek solace in me� he didn�t. Maybe that should be telling me
something.

Mollified
by that thought, he rolled off Sirius gracefully and got to his feet.

�I was
enjoying that,� Sirius teased after him, and it was a good thing Remus had his
back turned, because he couldn�t keep the longing off his face.

�You saying you like hugging boys, Pads?� James grinned from his bed, where
he pulled his shirt over his head without undoing the buttons.

�I could have any boy I wanted in this school,� Sirius got to his feet and
swaggered to his own bed. �You know that. But no. It�s
just Moony is like��

�A little cuddly wolf?� James raised an eyebrow.

Even Remus
laughed. As they began to wind themselves down for bed, he felt a little prick
of pride in his heart� Sirius liked hugging him. Even if he gave a jokey reason
to the others, it meant a lot, too bloody
much, to Remus. Sirius unceremoniously swept all the work he�d been doing
onto the floor, where it added to his heap of crap. He stepped around it and
stripped off his messy uniform and Remus pointedly kept his eyes on his hands,
folding his tie and throwing it over his trunk. It was his nightly test of
willpower. Some nights he failed. And whether he failed or not depended on what
way Sirius was facing. He looked up and saw Sirius looking at him. Bummer. No perving
tonight then.

But Sirius
gave him a nervous kind of smile. Remus frowned before returning it, undoing
the buttons of his shirt. Sirius was still watching him and he felt
uncomfortable stripping in front of him. Grow
a pair. If you want this you�ll have to do more than strip in front of him. Cringing
because he knew his scars would be on display, Remus
pulled the shirt off by tugging the cuffs with his arms behind him, and laid it
down on top of the closed trunk. Sirius was still watching him. What does that meeeeean?

�Night,�
Peter fell into his bed.

�Yeah, toodles,� James said sleepily.

Both
extinguished their lights and Sirius was still staring. Are you waiting for me to take my trousers off? Remus undid the
button of his uniform trousers and let them fall. He was so skinny they simply
fell to the floor, where he stepped out of them, threw them on top of his shirt
and got swiftly into his bed. Sirius smiled at him and gave him a little wave
in goodnight, and got into his own bed.

Remus
pulled his curtains round and instantly closed his eyes, wanting to combust. He
looked down at the scarring on his chest and felt his usual shame. I am so ugly. Frustrated, he fell back
on his pillows and extinguished his lamp. He heard Sirius pull the curtains on
his bed. That�s unusual� it�s normally
only ever me that pulls them these days� With a jolt, Remus realised it
meant Sirius was probably doing what he was planning on doing, as soon as he�d
battled his disgrace into the personal safe he carried in his stomach.

Wonder if he�s thinking about me� Remus reached a hand into his
underwear absentmindedly. Don�t be
stupid. You�re repulsive.

***

They were all in the dormitory, and
there was alcohol. Remus felt the glass of the firewhiskey
bottle under his hand and took a swig. Sirius was already swaying as he took it
from him. James was on his bed slurring something.

�S�not like �m fugly,� he
frowned, glasses totally lopsided. �Izzit?�

�No, �course not,� Peter waved his
hand. �Best looking bloke in our year.�

�I thought that was me?� Sirius
protested. �Prongs, you�re alright to look at, bit skinny in the rear though.�

James got up and waggled the
aforementioned rear at Sirius sploshing his drink
over his bed. �Fuck. Now I�ve got to sleep in that.�

Sirius stumbled over and smacked
James on the behind with a drunken laugh.

�Anyway, weren�t we playing a game?�
Peter frowned with a hiccup.

�Oh yes!� Sirius turned round.
�Moony you were going to dare Prongs.�

Remus slurped another mouthful and
thought about it. �I dare you to� to��

�I dare you to kiss Padfoot, with tongue, for thirty seconds,� Peter waved an
admonitory finger in the air.

Remus was on fire at that. He didn�t
want Sirius kissing James. He didn�t want him kissing anyone other than him.
But he couldn�t say that, and anyway, James had already grabbed Sirius and
pushed their lips together in a deliberately overdramatic kiss, to which Sirius
drunkenly swooned, half-laughing, and James grabbed him inappropriately.

�Dare completed!� James shouted, snatching his drink back up. �My turn. Hmmmmmmm.�

Remus knew his eyes were going to
fall on him before they did. He only hoped it would be something stupid and not
something that would give him away.

�I dare you to give Padfoot a blow job.� James slurred.

Remus� heart was in his mouth and
Sirius spat his drink out all over the floor. �What the fuck, Prongs?� he
laughed.

�And, we have to be able to watch and if he comes you have to swallow!� James�
voice was getting giddier with every word.

Sirius� eyes were bugging out of his
head. �You�re fucking insane,� he laughed. �Moony�s
never going to do that.�

�Oh really?� Remus heard himself speak. �Why won�t I?�

Sirius quirked an eyebrow drunkenly, then walked over to his bed. �Fine� do it then.�

He positioned himself against the
headboard and motioned to his crotch. Remus didn�t need telling twice, he had
his trousers open before James and Peter could exclaim in shock.

And then he had his face in his
crotch, his lips kissing, feverishly proving his best friend wrong.

�Fuck, Moony,� Sirius gasped.

�You can do that next if you want,� James shouted gleefully from his bed. �This
is gross,� he burped.

�Aah!�
Sirius hissed as Remus properly took the tip of him in his mouth.

Remus was lost �lost in the taste,
lost in the smell, lost in the sounds coming out of his friend�s mouth. It was
like he was shocked, disgusted and loving it all at the same time. He kept
crying out.

�Ohmygod,�
Sirius couldn�t help bucking up into his face.

Remus snuck a glance upwards and saw
a face contorted in shock and pleasure. It made him hard where he was kneeling
on the bed.

�Fuck,� Sirius hissed, as Remus
tried the new tack of sucking, whilst moving his head up and down, lips forming
a firm O around the hard erection in his mouth.

Where his knowledge was coming from,
he didn�t know �he�d certainly never done it before.

�Jesus I think he�s actually going to do it,� Remus heard Peter gasp, and then
he tasted bitterness on his tongue he hadn�t really considered.

�Moony, shit, stop, I�m going to-�

Remus did not stop, nor did he pull
back, he simply sucked harder, and felt ready to explode himself as Sirius gave
an embarrassed cry and pumped sticky liquid into his
mouth. Remus looked up and his best friend looked a cross between being mortified
and in pure ecstasy.

�Fucking hell,� Remus could hear
James going mad in the background. �I can�t believe he just did it.�

And with a
jerk, Remus woke up, his crotch on fire, and wetness seeping through his
underwear. Well. That was new.
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