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Sirius kissed with a passion, a fire that bloomed in Remus’s stomach, it slipped passed his lips and into his stomach. It settled there while he would keep giving and giving and giving. Sirius’s hands balled into fists into the boys hair, it drove Remus mad. How could someone do this to him? How could this boy do this to him so easily?

Their lips broke away, gorgeous caramel eyes met hungry gray ones. “Is this okay?” Sirius questioned the boy carefully, staring into Remus, it ripped at his seems, pulling him farther and father from his sanity. His voice quivering “Yeah, it’s okay, more than okay.” His hands shook with effort, desperate to keep his voice steady.

Sirius smirked, making quick work of the boy in front of him. His gaze burned into the other, ripping him apart and then letting his kisses and bites pull him back together. It was sick and twisted how Remus loved being pulled and stretched thin by the other. Sirius did so much to the werewolf, tore him to pieces and then stitched him back together carefully.

The lips on Remus’s skin made the logic in his mind turn to mush. Sirius let his lips slip down his jawline, then his neck, tasting shamelessly as he kept going lower, and lower.

Sirius left the boy he was ‘attacking’ as a puddle of pleasure. He let his touch send fireworks off of Remus’s skin. Holding at his hips and rubbing circles there as he drew himself back up, crashing his lips into Remus. Letting the taller taste all of himself that Sirius had just lapped up on his way up and down the boy. It made Remus moan, letting the sound be swallowed by the other. Sirius took it gladly, smirking into the kiss.

Sirius was careful and tedious, he unwrapped Remus like a gift. Not the gifts you would tear apart in a hurry, no. Sirius took Remus apart slowly and carefully. He took the time to flatten and kiss the edges, the tears on the paper where all it was held together by was a single piece of tape.

He slipped his hands slowly under the other boys thighs and hauled him up, not caring for the fact Remus was comically taller than him. Remus wrapped himself around the other, his grip held a silent plea: ‘don’t ever let go, don’t ever leave’ Sirius squeezed the back of the boy, his boy, ‘I won’t ever leave you’ and that’s all that needed to be said, their language of touch was pure. Remus believed him, and Sirius was truthful.

They were nothing alike, to different backgrounds, two different traumas two different families. But they cherished each other, treated one another like Gods wrapped in pure while silk and strong steady hands that guided.

Their sheets were still a mess from the morning, Sirius didn’t care, just hauled Remus up and tossed him onto the bed. He landed awkwardly, bouncing a bit.

By the time Sirius was over Remus his leather jacket had been discarded, lost somewhere on the bedroom floor. He had tied his hair back into a bun and was kissing Remus hard, letting his hands roam.

Sirius stopped at the tap of fingers against his head, Remus’s sign for ‘stop’ when he couldn’t talk. “You okay?” Sirius whispered, gray eyes brimmed with concern. His voice ran like honey into Remus’s ears, his body still buzzing, “‘M okay, just not tonight.” His words slurred together like he was drunk, still on a high. Sirius smiled and pressed a much softer kiss onto his boys’s head. “Okay baby.”

In a moment they were flipped, Remus laying with his head resting on Sirius’s shoulder. Remus, although visibly bigger, was curled up on his lover, slowly slipping into sleep. “Goodnight moony” Sirius whispered. Remus lifted his head just barely to press a kiss on Sirius’s neck, “G’night pads.”

And that’s where the fell asleep, hearts full, minds at ease. They slept and they were safe. The world, the war, nothing could touch them there, not in their bedroom, not in each other’s safe embrace.

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James and Regulus never truly fought. They bickered, but that was the worst of it.

It was worrysome when James showed up to the marauders dorm sulking.

He held his head, giving a small hum at Sirius's 'hello'. James sunk into his bed, dragging his knees to his chest. Sirius's looked shocked when he heard the boys sobs.

Remus stood up and made his way to the seekers bed, "Are you okay Prongs?"

James lifted his head, glasses fogged and cheeks stained with tears. Remus slipped beside him and wrapped the boy in his arms, swallowing him with a right hug.

Sirius huffed, standing, he was determined to find who hurt James.
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Regulus was with Barty and Evan, listening to them laugh at each other. He felt his heart ache in his chest.

" You are supposed to love me!" Regulus yelled, his voice echoing through the astronomy tower

" I do love you Reggie! I promise I do-"

Regulus could hear his hand hitting James across the face, it consumed his mind, the sound replaying over and over again.

James lifted his hands to his cheek, eyes brimming with tears. He was afraid, hurt. Regulus hurt him, he hit him, he hit his sun.

James stared at the other, just for a moment, then he turned on his heel and ran, ran for the door, for a way out, something that would get him out of there as fast as possible.

Regulus crumbled.

"Oi!" Bartys voice snapped him out of his trance, "Hm? What's up?"

His eyes flickered down the hallway, Sirius was storming down them, his eyes blazed with anger.

"Hey Black!" Evan shouted, Sirius shot daggers at the three of them, speeding his way towards the group.

"Which of the lot of you- which fucking one of you messed with Prongs?"

Prongs

Prongs

James Potter

Jamie

The Sun

His Sun

"It was me" Regulus blurted out, watching as his brothers face scrunched up.

Within a moment Sirius had punched Regulus. Barty had his wand out, Evan was pulling Regulus out if the way of his brothers wrath.

"You keep your fucking filth away from him!" Sirius yelled, he was blinded by his rage. His brother, his baby brother hurt his best friend, and in an instant he let his anger overcome him.

Then that anger dropped, Regulus and Siruis stared at each other, both surprised at what he had just done.

"I'm sorry Reg.." Sirius whispered, he backed away, turning and leaving like he hadn't just punched the other.
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James sat, thinking over and over again, what he did wrong.

He left Remus at his bed side half an hour ago, wanting, begging to be in the safety if his lovers arms. Since he couldn't he went to the next best place, The Astronomy Tower.

The door rattled open, and James watched wide eyed as Regulus stepped in, a small cut at the bridge of his nose and a mean bruise beginning to form.

James leaped to his feet, rushing over to the boy, "Are you okay love? What happened?"
Regulus let his eyes burn into the other, "I'm so sorry."

James didn't seem like he even noticed what the shorter said, still fussing over him, he stood maybe a foot away, leaning in and examining the other without truly touching him.

"Potter." Regulus muttered, still receiving no response.

"James."

"Jamie."

"Baby."

James eyes snapped away from his bruise to his eyes, his breath hitched.

"Hi James," Regulus sighed, relieved that he pulled the other out of his trance. He lifted his hands to the boys face, carefully tracing where he hit him only mere hours before.

"Say it again."

"What?"

"Say it again, please. "

Regulus held the others chin, leaving a kiss on each of his cheeks. "I'm sorry baby."

Kiss

"I'm so"

kiss

"fucking"

kiss

"Sorry."

kiss

James glared at Regulus, "I love you so much it hurts."

"I don't want to hurt you" Regulus whispered, wrapping his arms around the taller.

"It's okay, you didn't mean too- I didn't mean it like that, I know you didn't mean to hurt me."

"I really didn't." He whimpered into James neck.

"Hey, look at me," Regulus pulled himself away, but kept his hands strewn around James.

"Can I?" Regulus nodded

Their lips connected, and James let his hands lock behind Regulus neck, pulling them impossibly closer.

When they finally broke away for air Regulus let out a sob. James pulled him closer, closer, and begain to cry softly.

"No matter what happens, it's you Reg, It's always you. " James let himself sniffle in a breath, he rested his head on Regulus's "I love you."

For the first time Regulus responded to those words, words James uttered time and time again. "I love you too" he whispered, tightening himself around James as he stumbled.

James felt himself begin to buckle and give out, Regulus pulled him carefully towards a wall and let them sink down it.

Now in James lap Regulus got a good look at his lover.

James was beautiful, his lips quivering and eyes glazed over with emotions. Beautiful, so fucking perfect.

I love you, I love you, the last one he uttered aloud "I love you, James Potter-" he chuckled to himself, pulling the other close,their lips ghosting each other's "-Black" they connected, Regulus felt James give out underneath him.

When they broke away again James kept his eyes Closed, mumbling half to himself, half to Regulus: " James Potter- Black. “

They kissed again.

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Sirius hadnt left his house in days. James was texting him, profusely asking if he was okay, if he wanted to hang out, or talk. He didn't respond. All the ravenette did was lie around, desperately awaiting something, but what?

Sirius heard a knock at his door, James. “What are you doing here?" He asked. “You weren't answering calls or texts, I had to make sure you weren't dead!” James chuckled to himself and Sirius couldn't help but let a smile break through.

“You know, it'd be nice if you invited me in." Sirius snorted, stepping aside and letting the other into his flat. He kept it tidy, the only sign of trash being the bag of crisps he had on the coffee table. “You want to go get a drink?" James questioned, by his looks alone Sirius knew he wouldn't take no for an answer. He signed, “We're not going if you look like that." James smirked, “Well good thing I've got you.”

It was an hour later, both men looked their best. James stood in the doorway with a pair of ripped jeans. He cuffed them to ‘show off’ a pair of beat up converse, a white collared shirt fell over the waist band. The top three buttons undone to show off a small chain around his neck. He looked good, but as per usual Sirius looked better. A queen t-shirt and pants that slung a little low on his hips. A pair of docs and leather jacket put him off from James. A smoke of eyeshadow just under his eyes made the gray of them pop. He looked impeccable, and he knew it.

By the time they were there you could've assumed they were already tipsy, laughing hysterically and taking no regard for their surroundings. It was a shock they even made it to the bar.

Within a good ten minutes both men had allowed themselves to a few drinks and introduced themselves to the dance floor. James had left a few minutes in, stalking off to someone Sirius found familiar (he paid it no mind though).

So Sirius danced alone, swaying his hips and keeping his hands in the air. His shirt rode up, showing off his v-line. The world saw Sirius Black, and the world saw Sirius Black flaunting his beauty. And the world agreed, he was very beautiful.

Sirius knew he caught attention, he knew that eyes burned into him but he didn't care, he wasn't interested. Until caramel eyes locked with his, tall and lanky, yet undeniably handsome. A scar tore across his face, from the top of his forehead down to the opposite cheek. A thick blue sweater tucked into his khakis left much to Sirius's imagination.

He found himself moving closer and closer, letting himself ease there. While Sirius let himself look aimlessly around while he inched closer he felt the other glare at him, his body burned, he captured this stranger's attention and he would not be letting go of it.

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Remus let his cheeks get hot, the man in front of him was a masterpiece. The glory washed over him and he almost felt the need to pull his eyes away, not to taint the angel in front of him.

“I saw you watching me, pretty boy." The shorter voice dripped like honey of his tongue, Remus wanted desperately to drink it, to taste it, cherish it. “You're captivating." He stumbled over his words, staring into pure gray eyes he added “I'm Remus, you are..?” The angel chucked, “Sirius, Sirius Black." The man, Sirius, let his lips pop over his last name. Remus felt himself melt, “Remus Lupin, if you- if you wanted my full name." Sirius laughed, oh how Remus loved that laugh.

Remus doesn't know how he ended up here, but here he was, being held up against a bathroom wall and kissed. Remus was quick to react, turning them around quickly, leaving Sirius as the one pinned. Remus let himself bite softly at Sirius's bottom lip, asking for an entrance. Sirius granted it, fisting his hands up in brown locks of hair like his life depended on it.

They went back and forth like that, kissing with a passion, with a rage, or was it a love? That made them moan and gasp into each other's mouth. Sirius was very vocal, and Remus groaned at any touch the shorter left. Hands were traveling everywhere. Remus felt himself whine when Sirius slipped his cold hands underneath his sweater. The grin he felt on his lips made him flush with embarrassment. The mumble of 'you sound so good’ only added to the red that painted across his face.

Remus pulled their lips apart, gasping for a moment, “how far do we want this to go?" Sirius pressed a small kiss onto the side of his neck. “As far as you're willing to go." Remus froze, his heart beat pounded in his ears, "I've never- with a guy, I've uhm.." Sirius laughed, "You aren't going to fuck me in the bathroom are you mate?" The taller shifted awkwardly. Sirius sighed, and pressed his hand under the other man's chin, “How about we get to your flat and talk about it there, if you wanna do it, I'll guide you through it,” Remus looked carefully at the shorter, his expression was a little concerned, a little sad. “And if I don't?" "Then we'll go to sleep and exchange numbers in the morning.” Sirius left a sloppy kiss on the edge of Remus's nose, chuckling at the strip of crimson it left on his face.

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Sirius yawned, shuffling closer to the body beside him. The very naked body beside him.

Surprising the body spoke, a tired husky voice that made him shiver, “was I any good?" Sirius laughed, “Good? Your the best I've ever fucking had. In fact, would it be too much to ask for another round?” The body, Remus, leaned back, gazing at the man in front of him. “Will I get your number before or after that?” Sirius pulled Remus in for a kiss, this one was different then the other ones, this one was drawn by a passion, love, was the best word to describe it. “Grab your phone, darling."

Remus reached over to the nightstand, not sure which he was more excited about, the sex, or the number, Sirius laughed. Remus laughed too.

Remus,
Remus was what Sirius was waiting for.
He didn't have to wait much longer.