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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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Moony didn't know what it was about Padfoot and Prongs; the rumors about them had gained massive popularity, and ever since then his two best mates appeared devoted to bring those very rumors to manifestation. It shouldn't have bothered him the way it did. For once he had found he preferred when there was a competition between them, and not a twisted sort of cooperation that had him disturbed in ways he didn't understand.
Just how would appearing involved with one another help them become involved with anyone else...? Remus didn't know, but it certainly did help.
No one but Peter and himself had seen Sirius kiss James on the lawn, but half a loungeful of Gryffindors saw him seated luxuriantly over James' lap while the two had revised, heads close enough together that it might have been scandalous and it might not.
Over at one of the tables three witches watched them transfixed, whispering not-so-subtly amongst themselves while crossing and uncrossing and re-crossing their legs. Even bloody Evans watched.
Remus exchanged a glance with Peter, the two of them stuck miserably in the same boat, but neither saw solace there somehow; there was more to it, Remus found, than being left out.
But were they really…? Were they really at it, and was there anything more to it beyond just a show, and how much were they really going to do just to get attention? It was during an after-game party that the two of them, dizzy and hot off butterbeer, were standing just a little too close at the lounge; Sirius was leaning against one of the tables and James had a bottle in hand, he swayed forth a little while his fingers danced just at Sirius' thigh.
It should have been enough that James was chaser. It should've been enough that they properly beat Ravenclaw at the match, didn't everyone present already want to shag Prongs, did he really need to do whatever it was he was doing with Padfoot right then...?
Sirius had leaned forward to have a sip of James' butterbeer and James held it up as to help him along, but it spilled just a little; the fluid ran in a glistening streamlet down the corner of Sirius' mouth and onto his shirt, Remus watched while James leaned in to lap at it slowly.
They'd completely forgotten the drink after that; they were at it, kissing not with the kind of experimental curiosity as out on the lawn, but like they'd either had plenty of practice or they wished that they had, and, fucking hell, were the girls watching. Some of the blokes were watching, too, but none as intently as Remus; he wished he couldn't hear them, but he could, even while the dirty things they said came far too quiet and too muffled to be intended for an audience.
"Right here?" James asked, his free hand played just at the buckle of Sirius' belt, and Sirius' lips stretched in a grin that was elegant and very dirty all the while; his aristocratic fingers came gradually on James' wrist while he prompted him forth. "Right here," he replied.
Remus reassured himself that this was only something to get Lily's interest in James, and it certainly seemed to work— except that the look in her eyes wasn't exactly envy, but something far more profane; it was like everyone who'd ever fancied Sirius and ever fancied James had finally got a chance to see them together.
Gryffindor needs to win more often, someone said.
Remus didn't stick around to see where James' hand proceeded to go after that.
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It was late when the both of them got in from the party, Remus and Peter had long since got in their beds, and it really was too loud, too drunkenly obnoxious when Sirius and James stumbled in through the door; arms still slung round each other, still cheering for Gryffindor's win.
Remus could see them through a thin opening in the drapes of his bed, still too close, still brushing lips together now and then like they were kissing— and the fact that Sirius already had snogged half the witches and some of the wizards in their grade had never annoyed Remus so much as this did.
"Bollocks, you're utter shite as Chaser," Sirius laughed, his voice came a little too knowing, a little too low, and James was a little too tame in the cocky protest that followed: That's not what you were saying before—
And what's worse, after that came the distinctive aroma of cigarettes, Remus wondered what part of the after-game party had lent itself to this; then James was stupidly coughing and Sirius smirked, he took the lit fag from his hand to his own mouth and called him an amateur and a tit.
"That's disgusting," James said, and Sirius murmured that he was going to teach James to smoke proper, and what were friends for...?
It occurred to Remus with a bout of surprise that he envied James for that, too.
Despite himself he listened in to what ensued after that, when Sirius put the cigarette to James' mouth a second time and chuckled at his reaction; then the coughing went silent, and everything went silent, and that was even worse— then Sirius' voice came distinctly in a low, smooth way Remus hadn't heard him use from so close by.
"Mate, you all right?"
He should have shouted at them to fuck off and be quiet. He should have told them to put that bleeding thing out, but Remus' voice was uselessly lodged at his throat, and he listened with the curious attention of a real voyeur.
When Sirius spoke next he sounded like he still had the cigarette at his lips, there was the rustling of cloth, again that knowing laughter— then, to Remus' horror came the unmistakable metal clink of a belt and the low zip of a fly, and James chuckled in amusement, and Sirius was on again about what friends were for, and weren't they supposed to be competing for this, and did this that mean Sirius already knew how to—
He wished they'd shut up. He wished they'd sober up and remember that James fancied Lily and that Sirius never fancied anyone but played with everyone, but despite it Remus was touching himself, he was too hard to deny himself at that point. Whatever Sirius did after that, he was good at it, it was apparent by the quiver in James' voice, the silent expletives that issued from him half-strained, the bit Sirius muttered about Stop pulling my hair—
"Fucking hell, you like that, don't you?"
It was James that time, he spoke with a mixture of fascination and something not quite discernible— and after Remus listened longer, he realized it was quite clearly hunger; he wondered what it was that Sirius liked, and if it were what friends were for, then wasn't he also both their best friend...?
Was it because he wasn't in on their idiotic contest to begin with? Was Peter somehow able to sleep through all this, or was he just as mortified? Either way, certainly he wasn't touching himself the way Remus was.
He had realized that for some time they'd gone eerily silent, and it got all the worse when ultimately James' voice came a little too breathy and a little too hoarse; he murmured something about "And how much would you charge me for that?"
"For you," Sirius said, "that's free."
"Blimey," there came the clinking of a belt again, Remus could hear James jumping off the top of the dresser; "Thanks, mate."
Remus shut his eyes tightly, face buried in his pillow while he got himself off in his hand, and he wanted something with curious longing he hadn't known before; but everyone fancied Sirius Black, didn't they, and how could the two of them not realize that he and Peter could hear the whole thing...? He found himself wondering for one bizarre moment if they weren't still putting on a show even just then, the way James had got Lily's attention back at the lounge.
(On to Chapter 4)
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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