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Who: Sirius & Remus
Where: Halls, and then to Room of Requirement
What: Sirius has been paying zero attention in
Transfiguration, so he doesn't know what to say
to make teacup into mice. He begs Remus to help
him -- but they end up doing much more than that.
(Note: If you wish to read the smut, please
click on the lj cut labeled "NC-17 smutz0r." If
you don't, then click on the lj cut labeled "I'm
a prude.".)
Rating: NC-17 for the first one, PG-13 for the second.


Sirius clambered into the common room and pounced on top of Remus; landing in his lap. "Hurrah for Moony," he exclaimed, "for he is helping Padfoot! And Padfoot is talking in 1st person... but that's alright! Because Padfoot can do just about damn near anything." He scooted off of Remus and onto a nearby chair, sinking into the poofy bit of warmth. "So mice to teacups, eh?" Sirius gave this some thought, knitting his eyebrows in the meantime. "Where's Peter when you need him?! Oi." He propped his leg up on the arm of the chair while running a hand through his glossy locks -- looking deliciously messy. Suddenly, he said, "Aha! Room of Requirement. That place is a bloody lifesaver. What say you, Moony?"

Remus 'oomphed' slightly, struggling from under the dead weight that was Padfoot. He was considerably shorter then the other boy, thus leaving more of him to squash.
"Hm." He said, brushed himself off slightly as Sirius got off, but he looked as though he was trying not to smile. "Probably off with that Hufflepuff girl of his..." He said absently, grabbing his Transfiguration book and standing up.
"Good idea, what floor is it on?" He blinked. "Or do you just have to think hard about it and it appears?"

Sirius stopped running his hand through his hair and proceeded to scratch it instead. "Uhm... I haven't been there in a while. But I think you have to think about it hard enough. So maybe we should just go outside and think about mice and teacups -- without looking like a bunch of nutters." With a playful smile, he taunted, "Of course, it'll take a lot of effort on your part to look otherwise."

Remus had already moved to the portrait hole, but paused to chuck a scrap of crumpled up paper at Sirius' head for the playful insult. "Hey! I'm helping you out and this is how you pay me." He sighed dramatically, and stepped through, beckoning for Sirius to follow. "We'll just walk around and think about it hard." He laughed.

"Ow!" Sirius exclaimed. "I've got enough cuts and scratches as it is... I don't need anymore. Parchment cuts hurt!" He pouted slightly and followed Remus out through the door. He then put his hands on Remus' shoulders and peered around him, while guiding him down the hallway. "You think about it, Moony. I'm too lazy to think."

"Hmph, typical." He huffed, but the smile was still in his voice and he didn't make any move to shake Sirius off him. "Urm..do you remember anything at all about it?" He peeked around a corner, wary of being come upon by Mrs. Norris. "What the door looked like, maybe?"

Sirius stopped and kept his hands on Remus' shoulders. "Err... no clue, mate. Wait. Maybe if we both think about it, it'll get here in double the time. Yes, that's it. I'm bloody brilliant."

Remus was so busy giving Sirius a 'Look' that he nearly walked right into the door that had materialized in front of them. "Oomp--Oh. Well." He blinked. "I guess this is it."

"But I didn't think about it yet," Sirius said with puzzled amusement in his voice. "Meh! Whatever we find in here is your fault, then." He took his hands off of Remus' shoulders and motioned to the door. "Ladies first!"

"Wanker." He muttered idly, pushing it open slowly, "I was thinking about it, anyway."
The room looked very much like a pleasent hybrid of the common room and transfiguration classroom. There were one or two small tables, a few bookshelves (no doubt stacked high with transfiguration books), a cluster of squashy chintz armchairs, and a box that appeared to be fully of mice.
"Well this is nice." Remus said, sincerely, brushing his bangs out of his eyes as he glanced around.

"Hmm!" Sirius uttered with satisfaction in his voice. "Not bad... not bad at all, Moony! Let's go." He grabbed Remus' hand in a quite boyish manner and dragged him inside of the room. On the way, he grabbed a transfiguration book and gave it a glance. "Well, what do you know," he mused. "It's a book written solely on transforming mice to teacups and back... 'A to Z on Mice to Tea, by Yolanda Dirkins.' Remind me to kiss this broad, Moony!" He let go of Remus' hand and plopped into an armchair. "Now... teach me, damnit."

Remus laughed, looking at the bookshelf, "they're ALL on changing mice to teacups--I think I could get used to using this room..." He grinned and paused before turning to Sirius. "Right, um, wand out then." He took out his own, moving over the box of mice and reaching in to gently pick up a larger one. "It's mostly in the wrist movement, there's no incantation..."

Sirius took out his wand while keeping his eyes on Remus' every movement -- intent on learning. "Alright, that seems easy enough." He reached in the box, taking out a mouse idly with his left hand, but his obliviousness led to no progress. The sharp teeth of the mouse sank into Sirius' hand, as he let out a sharp yet short cry. "OW OW OW!" he cried out. "Bloody little bugger!"

Remus started slightly, instinctivly grabbing Sirius's hand. "Oh, god, you alright." He peered worriedly at the bite, "didn't break the skin did it?" he aimed a half-glare at the mouse, which had scampered to the opposite wall. "Of course we get the evil mice."

Sirius similarly glared over at the mouse at the wall. "I'm okay. But nah, it didn't get me all the way. Eh. Stupid mice! Let's just turn them all into teacups. At least they won't bloody bite anymore." He patted Remus' hand, which was over his own -- all while giving him a genuinely sweet smile.

Remus smiled back, but withdrew his hand and noticed bitterly that his face was rather warm. Damn.
"Lets shoot for ugly print ones, just to spite them." He said, fetching a more pleasent looking mouse.
"Now, you get just--" he attempted to get the rodent to stay still. "--get your mouse and then, twist and--flick!" And voila, there was a rather ugly flower print teacup sitting where the mouse had been.

Sirius looked on with amusement, forgetting the dull pain of the bite. Remus was quite a character... but he didn't need to focus on that now. "Alright," he said. "I think I can handle that." He took out another mouse, which was rather disfigured, by the tail. "Eurgh... odd creatures. Even more odd than a hippogriff -- strange yet true." He took his wand and give it a little absent-minded caress. "Okay. Here goes nothing." He raised his wand up, and gave an abnormal-for-sirius graceful twist and flick. Sure enough, the mouse turned into a disfigured teacup -- resembling the mouse quite accurately. "Ah HA! Take that, you stupid little git! You dumb mother fuckers!" He then gave a huge grin to Moony and joked, "I wonder if we could turn Peter into a teacup as well? Ho ho ho."

Remus rolled his eyes but laughed none-the-less. Sirius was certainly... enthusiastic.
"Right, shall we work on it a bit more. Or at least until we get rid of the mouse-resemblance?" He laughed.
"And you would miss Peter. You don't know it, but you would."

"Fine, fine," Sirius grumbled. "Honestly though! I've got it! I think... I suppose... er. Ahh, you're right. How do you always manage to change people's minds without saying anything? Bugger." He took out another mouse cautiously. "How many of these must I do?" the black-haired boy said with a sigh. Answering his own question, he said,"Yes, yes, twist and flick, and all that jazz..." Sirius brought up his wand, gave it a swift twist and flick, and the mouse turned into a near-perfect white, china teacup. "Ha! And you say I'm a horrible student, Mr. Lupin," he said, with a triumphant grin upon his face.

"Ooh," Remus said, glancing at the teacup. "Not even ugly, very nice." He smiled genuinely, "and I never said you were a bad student. I just said you were a wanker."
He pulled out a mouse of his own and transfigured it easily. "And I guess we'll keep going until you think you're safe for the test."

Sirius gave a chortle at the word 'wanker'. "Remus, I think I sense extreme sexual stifling. That's got to be the millionth time you've said that word."
As an afterthought, he added,"And I'm ready for the test anyway, so blow on that. Thanks, by the way, mate."

"Hhmph, only you would notice. And I've only said it twice. Methinks you're just looking for a chance to get on me about not having a girlfriend." He said wryly, gathering teacups and mice alike and herding them back into the box. "And you're welcome."

"Oh yeah! That reminds me. That person you said you liked; earlier on. You know you can't get out of this room unless you tell me." He kicked back into the armchair, and extended his legs across onto Remus' lap -- using it as a footstool.

"And what makes you think I'll tell you?" Remus asked, trying not to smile through his cool tone, as he gathered the last of the mice from under Sirius's legs.

"Well, mostly the fact that you can't get out of here unless you do -- I can easily wrestle you down, mate." Sirius let out an surprised cry as Remus gathered the mice from beneath his legs. "Oi! That tickles! Cut it out, man!"

"Aha!" Remus took the oppourtunity to change the subject rather... dramatically by intentionally tickling. "But you've just let on a weakness, you can't wrestle me if I've got this on my side!"

With a quick macho cough and stifle, Sirius said in a voice a little deeper, "I mean... of course it doesn't tickle. I don't know what you're talking about." He laughed nervously and tried to contain his sporadic giggling. "And by the way," he added in an odd voice, "You need to tell me. Honestly."

"Mmph," Remus replied struggling out from under him to get better access at ticklish knees. "Never." He 'attacked' full force again, feigning (very convincing) evil laugher.

Sirius burst out with laughter and tried to wiggle away from Remus. "Oi...Moony!" he said. In between breaths he managed to gasp, "Moony... No... STOP! Ahaha! ... not... there!" He promptly pulled his legs away and put them on the ground. Catching his breath, he said, "You honestly think you're going to get away with that? Psh!" With that, he leaned over and grabbed Remus by his robes. "You're going down, you little git!" he exclaimed. With gentle firmness, Sirius tugged him onto the ground, and rolled over to straddle Remus' waist. "Oh HO. What now!"

Remus let out a little yelp, struggling to get out from under Sirius as best he could... with as little actual contact as possible. For more then one reason. "Hey--Not fair!" He struggled a little more, aiming his fiercest glare. "Why do you want to know so bad anyway?"

Sirius noticed Remus' lack of contact and noted this in the back of his head. Was Remus this people-phobic? He shrugged this off and simply pressed onto Remus more. "It's plenty fair, Moony!" he said gleefully. "And don't you look at me like that, either!" he gave a mock glare of his own and then grinned. "I want to know so I can avoid her, of course," he said. "Okay, well... that's partially it. But honestly! You know me, Remus! I'm a curious soul! What can I say."

Remus made a curious little sound at the back of his throat and struggled again. "Hmph--tease them more like. Or me. I never bug you about who you like."

"Well, that's because I don't really truly like anyone -- I mean, I never did truly like anyone. Well, yeah, I've liked this person for a while... I mean... okay, I mean... well. I just do the random hook-up thing."
"This person?" He asked quietly, going still for a moment and twisting to look up at Sirius. "You're certainly popular enough, and you've never been shy about going up to people before." He smirked, rather brave considering the position he was in.

Clearly, Remus' awkwardness transferred to Sirius. "Well," he started, "Well... this person is different." He turned the lightest change of pink, and he could feel a slight heat on his cheeks. Mildly flustered, he said, "Oh, fuck you, Moony! You tell me who you like. You subject-changer, you." He then gave a friendly poke to Remus' side; hoping that it'd bring back his usual confidence.

But Remus was looking rather pink now as well, and he shifted uncofortably, only to blush more. "I don't know... You might not know them." He said, looking away.

Sirius simply said, "Try me."

"... " He continued looking away, Sirius had been SUPPOSED to be shaken off at that. "...They have...brown hair..." Oh my, he WAS desperate. He'd resorted to guessing games.

Sirius looked mildly disappointed at this revelation. It was no secret that he definitely felt a solid connection with Remus -- a connection that was more than just friendship. He was hoping to find out that Remus actually liked him... but he had anything but brown hair. "Oh..." Sirius said, trailing off. However, he was determined to at least be friends, and he certainly didn't want to make things awkward. He lifted his knee and got off of Remus, and then fell down in a huff next to him. Turning slightly to face Remus, he tried to joke, "Well... that just about sums up the whole school now, doesn't it Moony?" It came out sounding more sarcastic than playful, and he felt awkward as soon as it came out.

"Oh paddy, screw it alright. It doesn't matter." He said quietly, shifting onto his side to look at Sirius. "I--they wouldn't like me anyway."

"Eh." Sirius remarked. "They probably would, you know. You're a respectable fellow. Not as pretty as me, but satisfactory." He gave Remus a wink to show that he was just kidding. At least he was beginning to cheer up slightly by getting more into his Sirius-like groove.

"No, they're really too popular for me." He smiled a little. "Too good looking, got lines of fans." Lets see how long it took Sirius to figure it out, Remus seemed to be cheering up a bit.

"Hmm. Popular, handsome, and has brown hair? You've got me beat, Moony. So maybe it's about time you tell me. Oh, gee, well look at the time... it's about half-past TIME FOR REMUS TO TELL SIRIUS." Sirius then stuck his tongue out playfully.

"Oh no, I want you to guess." He said, desperate to put off the actual answer, and at the same time longing for it. He scooted a little closer. "You're smart, you can do it."
Sirius' cobalt eyes peered into Remus' own -- warm, comforting brown-hazel eyes with flecks of the most beautiful shade of gold. "Are you sure it's brown hair, Moony...?" he asked in a somewhat distant voice.

"I dunno', darker I guess. I've never been able to look closely." He said quietly, his voice changing slightly, nearly inperceptably. More scooting closer.

Sirius smirked slightly as the symbolism of Remus' change of behavior hit him. Maybe he would get a little bit of luck on his side after all. "Seems like you're getting a better look at it now, hm?" he said rather throatily.

Remus sucked in a little breath as if bracing himself for something and then leaned foward, pressing his lips to Sirius's. He lingered for a single joyful second and then pulled away quickly, looking away and preparing to stand. "S-sorry." he said, his voice a little rough.

Sirius' heart couldn't help but skip nearly a thousand beats. How could one simple kiss from this one simple person practically steal his soul away, when he handed out kisses so freely? He gladly pressed his lips agains Remus' own, but was slightly disappointed when Remus pulled back and apologized. In a barely husky voice, he whispered, "Apologies are for pussies." He then propped himself on one elbow, leaning over Remus. "See? That wasn't so hard now, was it?" He gave him a sincere, wonderful smile and leaned down to kiss Remus. He gently pressed his lips against the other boy's; and parted them slightly with his tongue. He let his free hand roam into Remus' sandy hair, moaning into the kiss softly.

Remus probably would have apologiezed if his mouth hadn't been otherwise... occupied. He gripped Sirius's shoulders, kissing back with an inexperianced fervor. He murmured slightly, pulling away for breath, eyes wide. "Sirius."

Sirius reluctantly pulled back and noticed how wide Remus' eyes became. "Remus...?" he asked questioningly. "Hm?"

"What--what're you--no, just kiss me again." He said, his tone breathless, leaning foward to kiss Sirius again. Life was short, after all.

Sirius couldn't help but chuckle at this marvel of a boy who he was leaning over. What would he do without him? "Haha, no objections there, love." He smiled down at him and continued what he now considered his first true kiss. The soft/firm technique that Sirius had now perfected was performed on the object of his affection -- he softly applied warm kisses yet kept the passion there with gentle nips on Remus' lower lip. He noted that Remus kissed with inexperience -- that would probably change in a week or so. However, he didn't mind at all.

Nimble fingers slipped up to gently thread through Sirius's dark hair, a soft moan escaping as he pulled back for another quick breath, planting a swift kiss at the corner of Sirius's mouth. "Nn.."

A chill ran down Sirius' spine as Remus ran his fingers through his midnight-black hair. "Remus," he whispered, his voice dripping with desire and affection. "You don't know how long I've waited for this..." he trailed. He brought the hand that was tangled in Remus' hair down, running it tortuously slow down Remus' sinewy chest.

"Longer then me?" Remus asked quietly, his voice taking on a husky edge as he pressed up against the touch, arching his back.

"Possibly." Sirius stated in a whisper. He leaned back, and his face took on a more cocky look, admiring how Remus' body responded to his touch. "A little impatient, are we?" he said playfully. His hand roved downwards a little more, onto Remus' stomach. The warmth of the contact drove Sirius almost mad; he was trying with all his might to take it slow.

Remus blushed, looking up at Sirius through his lashes this time. "Sorry.." He kissed Sirius again though, lightly, and tried his best not to lean into the touch. "It's--it's good though..." He said, clearly concentrating too hard on staying calm to make full sense. He nipped gently at Sirius's neck, playful now.

/'Sirius, you're stupid. Sex? Now? What the hell is wrong with you? You are such a perverted prat! Apologize! NOW!'/ Sirius pulled back his hand and rested it on the side of Remus' neck, rubbing his thumb back and forth across the warm skin. "No, I'm sorry, Moony." A pinkish tinge made it's home across Sirius' cheeks. "Eh. Hormones!" he managed to joke. He smiled as Remus leaned up to nip at his neck, and he gladly submissed. "You're just... plain great, Moony," he murmured quietly.

Remus leaned back to look at him, head tilted. "Sorry for what?" He chose to ignore the second comment, although he did blush, it was a bit of a weakness of his, blushing.

"You know why I'm apologizing, prat," Sirius replied with amusement in his tone. He moved his hand from Remus' neck and up to his cheek to stroke it delicately.

"...Because you kissed me again? Why?" He asked, tilting his head into the carress and looking curious.


"Actually, more like my hands were roving madly," said Sirius pointedly.

Remus looked at him for a moment, and then glanced away flushing slightly. "Well... I wasn't... complaining."
"Ehh... I thought you were when you were like, 'Sorry'..." Hurriedly, Sirius added, "But you know what? We can just go on anyway." He gave an adorable little cackle and nuzzled the crook of Remus' neck, smiling into the warmth.

"I thought you wanted to stop..." He said stroking Sirius's hair lightly, "mm, I'll just stop talking, it's making things too complicated..." He let his eyes drift shut briefly.

Sirius murmured quietly into Remus' neck, "Moony, what would I do without you?" He gently caressed Remus' cheek and kissed a series of soft kisses along his neck, moving down onto his collarbone. Sirius grazed his teeth lightly along the thinner skin, determined to taste every inch of Remus.

Remus nearly purred, tilting his head back slightly to give better access. Nimble fingers found the clasp of Sirius's robes, he toyed with it questioningly for a moment. Unsure of whether to undo it or not.

Sirius stopped the kisses and smiled to himself as he sensed Remus' uncertainty. Well, at least he definitely gained a lot of balls to at least find the clasp. "Go for it," he whispered. He leaned back, allowing Remus full access. "Or do you just want to have your way with me too?" he teased.

"Shush, I've never done this before." He laughed, undoing the clasp deftly and leaning forwards to kiss Sirius again. Slipping the robes from the other boy's shoulders he eyed the shirt with well masked distaste.

"I noticed," Sirius said playfully. He gladly returned the kiss and submissively let Remus slip his robes from his shoulders. However, he knew Remus way too well, because he spotted the sandy-haired boy eyeing his shirt. "What...?" he said in an inquisitive voice. "You don't like my shirt?" He looked down at it -- it looked perfectly fine to him. But then again, mostly anything looked perfectly fine to Sirius.

He gently kissed the corner of Sirius's mouth, his dominate rush seemingly over. "Mm, no, it looks good on you. It's more the the fact that it's there, then what it looks like." He glanced up at Sirius through his lashes.

Sirius smirked and replied, "Easily fixed." He slipped his arms out of the robes and tossed it onto a nearby chair. While looking Remus dead in the eye, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, leaving his chest bare -- button by button. He seemed intent on making Remus want him badly. Sirius' lean abs rose above a perfectly trimmed, neat happy trail. He glanced down briefly to his pants -- maybe it was fate that made him wear his tantalizing low-cut pants. An evil grin flitted across the handsome boy's face, as he teased, "Hm. D'ya think this might be the only skin you'll be seeing, Moony?"

"Mm, I hope not." He said quietly, lips nearly brushing Sirius's own. Slim fingertips lightly brushed Sirius's chest, just teasingly, and then trailed downwards slightly along his stomach. He tilted his head slightly, giving Sirius a pointed and decidedly coy look.
It's always the quiet ones.

Sirius felt a chill of pleasure settling wherever he was touched, letting out a small, satisfied sigh. He then noticed Remus' look and cocked an eyebrow at his daring. "Learning, are we?" he said amusedly. He honestly did like it, going this slow -- at least they'd get a chance to really know each other. But if they continued at this pace, they'd be in here for-bloody-ever. "You're not learning fast enough, Moony!" he said in a sing-song voice. He put his hand on top of Remus' and gave him a suggestive glance.

Remus smirked slightly shifting a little closer. "I can't help it, Padfoot." He put on his best puppy-look, "You'll just have to teach me."

"Works for me," Sirius replied in a breathless rush. He grabbed the back of Remus' head and went in to lay a passionate kiss on soft, pink lips. His tongue traced the outline of Remus' mouth; nipping, kissing, lavishly giving all of his love into this one heavenly opening.

One hand still splayed on Sirius's taut stomach, Remus slipped the other around his neck, tilting his head and kissing back fervently. "Nn--" He moaned slightly into the kiss and shifted a little closer. Meanwhile, the hand that was on Sirius's stomach was stroking lightly.

The kisses Sirius so lovingly placed soon made their way down Remus' neck again. He gently suckled on the spot between Remus' neck and shoulder, relishing the sweet, musky scent. In between nibbles, he managed to utter, "These clothes have got to go, love..." With his hand still massaging the back of Remus' neck, he urged his other hand to find the clasp of the smaller boy's robes. Sirius finally found victory and he undid the silky material, pushing it off him. "Mm..." he moaned idly. With a sudden movement, he pushed Remus down to the ground and mounted his waist, gently squeezing Remus between his legs. He moved his hands to the buttons on the shirt, muttering "God, you are so beautiful..."

"Mm, well said." He nodded, helping to rid himself of it. Remus didn't argue at being pushed down, in fact, he relented happily shifting his hips slightly, eyes fluttering closed. He bit his lip, flushing. "Sirius--you're a flatterer."

With his eyes fixed on the sinewy soft skin that hided unusually taut muscles, Sirius replied distantly. "If honesty is flattery... then help me God." The buttons were finally undone, and he nearly tore the shirt off with lust. "Moony..." he uttered throatily. He scooted downwards from where he was, purposefully landing on Remus' lower torso. He let out a sharp gasp as their manhoods merely brushed against each other -- maybe this would be better than he thought.

Remus arched upward with a little cry of pleasure, pressing his hips up in Sirius's. He bit his lip again, attempting to stifle any more noise, for dignity's sake. He then wriggled out of the shirt, pleased and a little embarassed by the scrutiny. Overcome by a burst of courage he slipped one hand up Sirius's thigh to hook in the waist of his pants.

Sirius was definitely caught off guard by this, and he gave another sharp gasp. He placed his hand near Remus and fumbled with his belt. "Nn... off!" he said in an impatient voice. He finally got the clasp of the belt undid, and he hastily pulled his pants down slightly to reveal the graceful curve of his hipbone. Even if they did move fast, It was Sirius' duty to be a tease -- it was his nature. Now that that was taken taken care of, Sirius moved his hands down to Remus' own belt, as he leaned down over Remus. He gently kissed the middle between his chest, then moving over to scrape his teeth against Remus' nipple.

Remus tried his best not to stare at the newly exposed skin, choosing instead to run his fingers down the curve of pale hip, teasingly close to... other things. He stopped being able to tease when he felt teeth graze his nipple, instead letting out another sharp sound, obviously enjoying the attention. "Gods--Sirius--tease!" He tried not to clench his other hand into Sirius's hair. Tried.

Sirius smiled to himself upon hearing Remus' and feeling a hand clenching his hair. statement. He gave the nipple its last kiss of attention and snaked a little lower. "Where would the world be if I wasn't a tease, Remus Lupin?" he said cheekily. He placed a kiss on the nicely-defined abs that belonged to Remus, wondering how he could possibly get such a beautiful body -- despite the scars and bruises. He still thought it was beautiful. Warm, wet kisses were laid across Remus' midsection affectionately. Sirius brought one hand down and trailed it down Remus' happy trail, conveniently stopping at the belt buckle; all while continuing copious kisses on Remus' stomach.

"Nn-ah--Nothing?" He offered, brown eyes locking on cobalt blue. "I'm having a bit of trouble thinking of an answer other then that--I'm actually just having trouble thinking in general." He laughed rather breathlessly, unclenching his hand and stroking gently, more to calm himself then anything.
But really, would it do to have Sirius giving all the pleasure? Of course not, that wouldn't be fair. It was at this point that Remus deftly undid the first button of Sirius's trousers, eyes never leaving the other boys, at the same time lifting his hips to create a brief but wonderful friction.

Sirius gave a laugh, but the laughter went away as Remus' boldness gave Sirius a case of the willies. His knees went to jelly as Remus looked him straight in the eye while undoing his trouser's buttons. "Ah... gods!" he gasped, when Remus lifted his hips. He leaned back over Remus, grinding against the other hips -- hell bent on maintaining the delicious pressure.

Remus made a sound that could be compared to a purr, and he rocked upwards again, letting his head fall backwards. Meanwhile, the second button was being undone.

A throaty noise escaped Sirius' throat as Remus rocked up against him. "Oh god, Moony!" he cried out. If something as simple as this made him want Remus like this, then imagine what would happen when other things would happen.

Remus seemed similarly pleased, he was breathing rather hard now, eyes shut and lashes curling slightly as they brushed flushed cheeks. By now he was at the third button, and chose to slip a single slender digit into Sirius's trousers. Quite a bold move.

This was working in a completely different way Sirius thought would happen. He thought that he would be able to completely dominate Remus -- but that sure as hell wasn't the case here. Sirius let out a gasp as Remus' finger brushed against his hardening cock. "Well," he managed to pant, "Who's the... tease now...?" He pushed his hand down to reach Remus' hand and pressed it against himself with a sigh of pleasure.

"Mm, well," he said a little huskily, rubbing his palm slowly against Sirius's hardening legnth. "Someone has to do something, can't spend the whole time with you just sitting on top of me." There was a bit of a playful hint in his voice.

A rush of air rushed through Sirius' lips. "Nn..." he moaned. "Don't stop, Moony," he whispered roughly.

Remus curled nimble fingers around Sirius's legnth, stroking gently. "Nn--you like that, then?" He was breathing hard now, his voice husky.

"...Y-yes," he said breathlessly. He pressed himself harder against the hand below him, arching his back so more of his now full erection would go into Remus' hand.

Remus was stroking quicker now, harder, only faltering slightly when the shift in position pressed Sirius's hip against his own arousal. He sucked in a quick breath, pressing upwards again, eyes fluttering closed as he stroked.

If Remus kept this up any longer, Sirius definitely wouldn't be lasting very long. "Unh... Remus..." he moaned out loud, as Remus started pumping faster. He moved his hand down to Remus' and slid it away from his manhood. Catching his breath, he taunted in a husky voice, "Can't let you have all the fun now, dear." Sirius snaked down Remus' body once again, stopping every now and then to place feather-light kisses along Remus' midsection. He grazed his teeth lightly against the smaller boy's happy trail, nuzzling it soon after. He then reached his hand up to the belt buckle, hastily undoing it. The buttons were the next to be slayed by the experienced hands of Sirius Black. He looked Remus straight in the eyes with a cocky smile on his face. His hand found its way to the bulge that was now obviously present on Remus' body, and he gave it a slight squeeze, massaging it up and down.

Remus arched upward, murming something incoherant, apparently unable to fashion a sensible sentance in the situation. He settled for a breathy, "Sirius--" and some lip-biting. Rather adorable.
With a completely lustful look in his eye, Sirius nearly growled his dominance out loud. He stopped the massaging and decided to tease his new-found lover quite a bit. In a sexily rough voice, he taunted, "Hm. I don't know about this. Maybe I should leave this here unfinished and go back upstairs...?" He smiled evilly at Remus, and pulled down the boy's trousers in one swift movement. His petal-soft lips laid warm kisses along the insides of Remus' thighs. "Or should I stay?" he mentioned in between kisses. Slowly, he kissed and nibbled his way closer to the near-treasure between Remus' legs, giving caresses with his tongue every now and then.

Remus made a sound that was about halfway between a purr and a whimper. "Gods, how do you get laid at all. You're *such* a tease." He bit back a moan, arching his back.

"Well, if you make them want it," he said with a chuckle. He finally reached that sweet spot, and touched his tongue delicately at the base of Remus' cock. He then trailed his tongue upwards, swirling it in fanciful patterns; and finally giving it a gentle kiss at the head.

"Ah--" He shuddered, stifling another moan. "And you are good at that." He found himself again trying his best not to clench his fist in Sirius's hair. It was so pretty, it would be far to great a shame to pull any out.

Sirius smiled and continued with his tortuous loving. He blew on the tip and set down a series of wet kisses along Remus' shaft. "Of course I am, Remus." Going on, he finally gave Remus bit of relief by suddenly pulling the head into his mouth, sucking on it with gentle pressure.

Remus made a sound that translated pretty easily to 'oh god don't stop' even if it was only 'Nn--ah!'. It took quite a bit of self control not to thrust upward, but then Remus was nothing if not controlled, even if he was quickly losing it.

Slowly, Sirius kept the pressure while moving his head downwards onto the length of Remus. His uncanny talent at sex was proven once again as he somehow fit all of Remus into his heavenly mouth. He snaked his tongue out to lap at the jewels underneath while his throat intensified the pressure put onto Remus' shaft.

Remus felt himself tensing as he neared climax, and he moaned again, unable to keep his grip from tightening on Sirius's silky locks. Throat bared again, he gasped. "G-gods..."

Sirius felt the tightening of Remus' hand on his hair; almost synonymous with the tightening of the brown-haired boy's length. He pulled his head back up and gave a couple more bobs of his head before letting go. "Can't have it end so early, can we, Moony?" he said fondly. He crept back up Remus' body, placing his warm, dewy kisses along his body on the way. Finally he cupped Remus' chin and caught his mouth in his. He whirled his tongue around the other, sharing the tastes between the two.

Remus kissed back willingly, a mischievious light in half-lidded eyes. He pulled away and smirked slightly, slim hands coming to rest on Sirius's chest and pushing slightly. "I think we're going to need a bit of a change in position, Mr. Black."

"Are we, now?" Sirius quirked an eyebrow and didn't complain as Remus was starting to take charge. It was actually a huge turn-on to him.

"I'm afraid so," he gently but firmly pressed Sirius down, kissing him lightly as he settled, straddling the other boy. "Well this is familiar, isn't it?" His lips curved upwards into a little smile, slim fingers finding Sirius's nipple and brushing over it teasingly.

His back couldn't help but arch up to reach Remus' touch. "Familiar indeed, Remus," he said, slowly becoming drunk with lust.

Remus kissed his jaw lightly, nuzzling the junction where neck met shoulder and nipping there again. Nimble fingers rubbed at the rosy bud gently, as his kisses moved lower and lower.

Sirius moaned in ecstasy as Remus performed his...well... magic on his body. It was truly amazing how Remus knew every single spot that would send him off the edge. He entangled his fingers into Remus' soft, feathery hair, smoothing it and caressing it.

Remus smiled slightly against soft skin, his free hand playing at Sirius's hip, brushing course hair slightly and stroking again. He shifted again brushing a soft kiss against Sirius's thigh, giving a gentle scrape of teeth.

Another moan escaped Sirius' lips. He uttered out, "And you call me a tease..."

"Mm, I learned from the best." He laughed, the sound soft and coy. He then wrapped his fingers around the firm shaft, stroking first, though his warm breath played upon it lightly.

"Nn!" Sirius moaned. He almost forcefully pushed Remus' head down near to his impatient length. "Alright, alright, I've learned my lesson!" he cried out.

Remus laughed again, "so pushy." But complied, brushing his lips against the shaft lightly, and letting his tongue flick out to caress it, his hand still present at the base.

Sirius, who had absolutely zero self control (unlike his counterpart Remus) couldn't help but thrust upwards slightly. "God, Remus!" he moaned out loud. His fingers, still snarled in Remus' hair, clenched the sheer softness a little rougher.

Remus took the head in his mouth at that, swirling his tongue around it, still stroking the base slightly as he did so. For a lily-white virgin, he seemed pretty adept at this.

"Gods!" Sirius gasped out in a raspy voice. "W-where'd you learn to do this?" he moaned out loud. "Wait... don't answer that..." he trailed off. Sirius always tended to be rather chatty during everything. However, if Remus continued, he'd soon be highly incoherant.

He took Sirius in a bit deeper, trying not to laugh, quite sure this would ruin the moment. It was rather amusing how talkative Sirius was though. Let's see how much more we can get him rambling about.

"Nn...!" Sirius cried out. He held onto the gorgeously light brown hair and moved his hips in rhythm with Remus. "Shit, Moony!" His body started to involuntarily spasm as he came closer and closer to the edge. It started to radiate pure energy as his climax grew loomingly close.

Remus pulled away now, slim fingers still present though, and placed a light kiss on Sirius's stomach. "Can't wear you out now, can we?" He gave Sirius a decidedly apologetic look.

Sirius gently took his hands and framed Remus' angelic face with them. "No, no," he said in a rough whisper. "That wouldn't be too good, would it now?"

Remus shifted upwards to kiss him gently, "Mm.. No." He watched Sirius curiously from under his lashes, wondering what exactly the next move would be.

"Mm," he moaned into the delicate kiss. He tenderly kissed along Remus' neck, and stopped only to say a simple "Inside?"

"Mm." Remus smiled against the kiss, shifting again so he was laying next to Sirius. "Sound lovely." If he was nervous, it wasn't showing.

"Eh," Sirius replied, "I haven't really done a guy before, Moony..." he trailed off. "So bare with me... Unless you have...?" he asked with uncharacteristic nervousness.

Remus shook his head, almost shy. "No... But-- If you show me how... I can do what's needed." He offered, far too willing to accomodate.

Sirius chuckled a little bit. "Wow. Awkward..." he noted to no one in particular. "Well you know what?" he posed, "How about we just fuck like rabbits anyway." He then grabbed Remus playfully, giving him a nip on the shoulder. "C'mere, you..." he growled.

Remus laughed and growled back playfully, leaning foward to brush a quick kiss against Sirius's cheekbone, before nibbling lightly at his earlobe. Nuzzling Sirius gently.

Sirius smiled and nuzzled the smaller boy back. "Love you, Moony," he said affectionately. He always had.

Remus sighed happily, pressing another kiss to his cheek. "I love you," he touched their foreheads together lightly. "Always. Always."

With a smile, Sirius leaned forward and nuzzled Remus on the nose. "This may hurt," he whispered.

Remus shifted backward slightly, no hint of nervousness on his face, but he readied himself visibly, tensing everso slightly. "Mm, alright."

"I'll be gentle." Sirius flashed a smile and leaned over to give Remus a quick kiss. "This might help..." he said idly as he reached over for his wand. With a quick flick, lube appeared on his now tensing length. "Don't ask," he muttered. He grinned at the oddness of the situation, but decided to just go for it. You only live once -- plus he loved Remus. Why wouldn't he? He leaned over, reaching his hand behind Remus' neck, and kissed him gently; working up the passion ever so slowly.

Remus resisted the urge to ask where on earth Sirius would have learned such a spell. He kissed back tenderly, spreading his legs slightly as he did.

Sirius happily returned the kiss, making sure that Remus was as relaxed as possible. He trailed his fingers reassuringly down his back, and then broke off the kiss to press his lips against Remus' ear. "Relax, sweetie," he said breathily. Using his strong arms, he scooted Remus forward onto his lap a little more; abling him to enter more easily. He wrapped his arms around Remus, nuzzling his cheek -- all while gently easing himself to Remus' entrance. "You okay?" he asked gingerly.

nek0Kamui: Remus let out a little sigh, relaxed and tilted his head slightly into the caress.
He managed to keep quiet when it came to the 'intrusion' though, he had a rather high tolerance to pain, although this did hurt like a bitch. "Nn-Yes."

"Alright..." Sirus trailed off. Well, this trick certainly worked with popping the ladies -- maybe it'd work for Remus. Except this time around, it'd definitely be the most special of them all. It just felt... right. "Okay," he started out. "This'll be a lot better than going slowly and prolonging the pain..." He moved forward suddenly to give Remus a heated, passionate kiss. At the same time, he quickly pushed through. After, he moved the corner of his mouth to the corner of Remus' and took a sharp inhale. "Gods!" he gasped out, while squeezing his eyes. The rightness of the situation and the pleasure was just too mindboggling. He quickly moved his hand across Remus' back while holding him close to his body; comforting and holding.

Remus's gasp of pain turned quickly into a moan of pleasure, "Ah--Sirius.." He gripped the other boy's shoulders and bowed his head slightly at the sensations that overwhelmed him.
He'd never actually expected sex to be this good. But, oh, this was *so* good. And so right, too. Any pain left was only a dull thrum in the back of his mind, overwhelmed completely by the more positive sensations.

"Fuck, Moony..." Sirius sputtered out. With his eyes still closed shut, he nipped on Remus' lower lip while pumping in and out a couple times before stopping. Who know this seemingly innocent boy could reduce him to putty? With every move Remus made, Sirius was near to climaxing. "Shit," he moaned.

Remus laughed breathily against Sirius's ear, shuddering slightly as it tapered off into another moan. "That's good I hope." He murmured somewhere around the other boys shoulder, eyes fluttering close as he rocked slightly against Sirius.

"Definitely," he said huskily. Sirius' hips moved upwards in rhythm with Remus. Sex used to be just plain sex, but now with Remus -- the simplest action put him over the edge. He moved his grazing teeth along the underside of of Remus' neck, laying kisses and nips along his musky warmth.

Remus tilted his head slightly, exposing more of the graceful curve of his neck as he brushed frantic little kisses across Sirius's cheek. He breathing was growing ever quicker, and it was obvious this was affecting him more then he was letting on. "Oh-- god--God Sirius."

Sirius' now-cocky behavior was starting to build up as he heard Remus call his name. "Mm," he groaned a little. "Let's change it a bit, hm?" he said in a husky voice filled with lust. Still connected to Remus, he swiftly lay down onto his back and twirled over so that Remus was now on the bottom. He pushed Remus down by the shoulders and started to pump in and out a little more faster now; taking care to rub past the sensitive gland. With a smirk now plastered on his face, he leaned down and kissed Remus quite roughly.

Remus moaned against the kiss, back arching with each thrust, his fingers digging into Sirius's back as he pressed up against the other boy.
He seemed to have taken up 'Oh god ' as a bit of a mantra, the words becoming vaguer as he grew closer to climax.

"Nn--" Sirius moaned into the kiss. He started to pick up the pace now, going in faster and harder. Pulling back from the kiss, he touched his nose against Remus' and looked him dead in the eye. There was a thrill shivering throughout his body as this happened -- there was something exciting about being this dirty with one of your best friends. Still looking Remus dead in the eye, He reached downwards and wrapped his hand around the other boy's shaft. Giving an evil smile, he started pumping his hand up and down in sync with his own pumping.

Remus's own eyes were dark with passion, lashes lowered. He shuddered and kissed Sirius heatedly, gasping into the kiss as Sirius's hand found his leagnth. His breathing was ragid and his grip tightened on Sirius's shoulder.

Sirius broke away to meander his kisses along the underside of Remus' jaw. He moaned into the kisses, humming little sighs of pleasure; buzzing along the soft, musky skin. He started going into Remus quite fast now, drunk with pleasure. His hand found its way to Remus' shoulder, so he could anchor himself; all while stroking Remus' length even harder now.

Remus was nothing if not controlled, but even he could only take so much. He tensed as Sirius brushed a tender spot, that simple sensation sending him completely over the edge. He pressed his forehead to the crook of Sirius's neck, his 'oh god' trailing off into a shuddering moan as he came.

"Oh god... Fuck!" Sirius moaned relatively loudly into the crook of Remus' own neck as he came soon after. "Shit," he gasped. He grazed over the skin with his teeth, bucking into Remus with the aftershocks of his powerful orgasm. "God, Remus," he groaned. "Shit... I love you."

Remus was fighting desperately against the urge to simply flop over into a heap. "Mm--I love you too--I love you..." He repeated still breathless though his eyes were shining. He kissed Sirius gently, shivering slightly with the 'aftershocks'.

Sirius' own compulsion was to just lay down into a heap on the floor -- he listened to that urge. He smiled down at Remus and then returned the kiss, all while slipping his arms around Remus' waist. He broke away slightly to murmur, "Right, down you go, then..." He collapsed down to the ground with Remus, still connected as one. He then softly kissed the side of Remus' mouth. "Moony," he purred out, "If that's your first time, then I can hardly wait for more."

"Mm." Remus laughed breathlessly, nuzzing Sirius softly. "You did all the work, I just sort of... lay there." He snuggled closer, smiling tiredly.

Spooning with Remus was probably the best experience Sirius had ever had. "Well, that was just an appetizer," he said somewhat sleepily. "And if you can make me feel like that by just laying there," he let out a small whistle, "then god knows what will happen later on."

Remus smiled and kissed his forehead, "we'll just have to wait and see, hm?" He sat up for a moment fumbling for his wand in discarded jeans. "Give me just a second... it would be a pain to have to leave sticky." He smirked over at Sirius.

He returned the knowing smirk and nodded his agreement. "Or... we could just clean it up the manual way," he said sneakily. "C'mere, you!" He wrapped his arms around Remus' waist and tugged him over. "Or are you too spent?" Sirius asked, with his endless amount of energy. Not even waiting for Remus to answer the question, he trailed his tongue straight down the taut stomach and lapped up Remus' love. Oddly enough, it tasted exactly like bittersweet chocolate -- Sirius was already hooked.

Remus laughed, shivering a little at the touch, and arching his back just slightly. "You just never stop do you--mm.." He let out a satisfied sigh.

"Of course not, dear," he said laughingly. He swirled his tongue around Remus' belly, where most of it fell. He gave small kisses and caresses to finish off the object of his affection, giving the head of Remus' shaft a wet kiss to be completely done. "You taste delicious, Remus..." he said. He kissed and nibbled his way back up to Remus' lips, tracing the outline of his lips with his own deft tongue; before kissing Remus deeply.

Remus blushed, "oh hush, flatterer." he said, a smile in his voice as he sat up to gently press Sirius back down, one slim finger tracing down the other boys stomach. He drew it away and flicked his tongue across it, eyes locked on Sirius's, coy and teasing.

Sirius followed Remus' every move with his eyes, as he watched on as though he was hypnotized. "You're a fucking tease, Moony," he said, a little out of breath.

"Mm," he laughed repeating the action and allowing sensitive fingertips to roam a bit lower. "Said the pot to the kettle." He raised a brow and bent his head to trail his tongue lightly across Sirius's stomach.

Sirius chuckled and sighed with contentment. Before it was just pure lust mingling with love -- now it was love mingling with lust. The switch-off was just mind-boggling, and he loved every minute of it. He reached his hand down and ran it through Remus' silky locks, caressing the soft head of hair.

Finishing slowly, Remus shifted to plop back next to Sirius, snuggling against him and kissing his neck lightly. He looked content and happy and all he could feel was love for the boy next to him. Who'd have thought that it would ever work out like this?

Sirius smiled down at Remus and put his arm underneath the smaller boy, so he could hold him better. He kissed the top of his forehead with all the gentle love he could muster -- which was probably more than he could hold right now. He just wanted to shout it from the highest rooftop, 'I'm in love with Remus J. Lupin!' He made a mental note to do that some time. "Remus, ohhh my dear Remus," he uttered vaguely. "How I love him so."

Remus laughed, "talking to yourself now?" He smiled. "That's a new habit." He rested a hand gently on Sirius's stomach, he cheek against the other boy's shoulder.

They lay together there, entwined in each other's limbs, blissfully content. Soon their eyelashes fluttered, and they went off into a deep slumber.





Sirius clambered into the common room and pounced on top of Remus; landing in his lap. "Hurrah for Moony," he exclaimed, "for he is helping Padfoot! And Padfoot is talking in 1st person... but that's alright! Because Padfoot can do just about damn near anything." He scooted off of Remus and onto a nearby chair, sinking into the poofy bit of warmth. "So mice to teacups, eh?" Sirius gave this some thought, knitting his eyebrows in the meantime. "Where's Peter when you need him?! Oi." He propped his leg up on the arm of the chair while running a hand through his glossy locks -- looking deliciously messy. Suddenly, he said, "Aha! Room of Requirement. That place is a bloody lifesaver. What say you, Moony?"

Remus 'oomphed' slightly, struggling from under the dead weight that was Padfoot. He was considerably shorter then the other boy, thus leaving more of him to squash.
"Hm." He said, brushed himself off slightly as Sirius got off, but he looked as though he was trying not to smile. "Probably off with that Hufflepuff girl of his..." He said absently, grabbing his Transfiguration book and standing up.
"Good idea, what floor is it on?" He blinked. "Or do you just have to think hard about it and it appears?"

Sirius stopped running his hand through his hair and proceeded to scratch it instead. "Uhm... I haven't been there in a while. But I think you have to think about it hard enough. So maybe we should just go outside and think about mice and teacups -- without looking like a bunch of nutters." With a playful smile, he taunted, "Of course, it'll take a lot of effort on your part to look otherwise."

Remus had already moved to the portrait hole, but paused to chuck a scrap of crumpled up paper at Sirius' head for the playful insult. "Hey! I'm helping you out and this is how you pay me." He sighed dramatically, and stepped through, beckoning for Sirius to follow. "We'll just walk around and think about it hard." He laughed.

"Ow!" Sirius exclaimed. "I've got enough cuts and scratches as it is... I don't need anymore. Parchment cuts hurt!" He pouted slightly and followed Remus out through the door. He then put his hands on Remus' shoulders and peered around him, while guiding him down the hallway. "You think about it, Moony. I'm too lazy to think."

"Hmph, typical." He huffed, but the smile was still in his voice and he didn't make any move to shake Sirius off him. "Urm..do you remember anything at all about it?" He peeked around a corner, wary of being come upon by Mrs. Norris. "What the door looked like, maybe?"

Sirius stopped and kept his hands on Remus' shoulders. "Err... no clue, mate. Wait. Maybe if we both think about it, it'll get here in double the time. Yes, that's it. I'm bloody brilliant."

Remus was so busy giving Sirius a 'Look' that he nearly walked right into the door that had materialized in front of them. "Oomp--Oh. Well." He blinked. "I guess this is it."

"But I didn't think about it yet," Sirius said with puzzled amusement in his voice. "Meh! Whatever we find in here is your fault, then." He took his hands off of Remus' shoulders and motioned to the door. "Ladies first!"

"Wanker." He muttered idly, pushing it open slowly, "I was thinking about it, anyway."
The room looked very much like a pleasent hybrid of the common room and transfiguration classroom. There were one or two small tables, a few bookshelves (no doubt stacked high with transfiguration books), a cluster of squashy chintz armchairs, and a box that appeared to be fully of mice.
"Well this is nice." Remus said, sincerely, brushing his bangs out of his eyes as he glanced around.

"Hmm!" Sirius uttered with satisfaction in his voice. "Not bad... not bad at all, Moony! Let's go." He grabbed Remus' hand in a quite boyish manner and dragged him inside of the room. On the way, he grabbed a transfiguration book and gave it a glance. "Well, what do you know," he mused. "It's a book written solely on transforming mice to teacups and back... 'A to Z on Mice to Tea, by Yolanda Dirkins.' Remind me to kiss this broad, Moony!" He let go of Remus' hand and plopped into an armchair. "Now... teach me, damnit."

Remus laughed, looking at the bookshelf, "they're ALL on changing mice to teacups--I think I could get used to using this room..." He grinned and paused before turning to Sirius. "Right, um, wand out then." He took out his own, moving over the box of mice and reaching in to gently pick up a larger one. "It's mostly in the wrist movement, there's no incantation..."

Sirius took out his wand while keeping his eyes on Remus' every movement -- intent on learning. "Alright, that seems easy enough." He reached in the box, taking out a mouse idly with his left hand, but his obliviousness led to no progress. The sharp teeth of the mouse sank into Sirius' hand, as he let out a sharp yet short cry. "OW OW OW!" he cried out. "Bloody little bugger!"

Remus started slightly, instinctivly grabbing Sirius's hand. "Oh, god, you alright." He peered worriedly at the bite, "didn't break the skin did it?" he aimed a half-glare at the mouse, which had scampered to the opposite wall. "Of course we get the evil mice."

Sirius similarly glared over at the mouse at the wall. "I'm okay. But nah, it didn't get me all the way. Eh. Stupid mice! Let's just turn them all into teacups. At least they won't bloody bite anymore." He patted Remus' hand, which was over his own -- all while giving him a genuinely sweet smile.

Remus smiled back, but withdrew his hand and noticed bitterly that his face was rather warm. Damn.
"Lets shoot for ugly print ones, just to spite them." He said, fetching a more pleasent looking mouse.
"Now, you get just--" he attempted to get the rodent to stay still. "--get your mouse and then, twist and--flick!" And voila, there was a rather ugly flower print teacup sitting where the mouse had been.

Sirius looked on with amusement, forgetting the dull pain of the bite. Remus was quite a character... but he didn't need to focus on that now. "Alright," he said. "I think I can handle that." He took out another mouse, which was rather disfigured, by the tail. "Eurgh... odd creatures. Even more odd than a hippogriff -- strange yet true." He took his wand and give it a little absent-minded caress. "Okay. Here goes nothing." He raised his wand up, and gave an abnormal-for-sirius graceful twist and flick. Sure enough, the mouse turned into a disfigured teacup -- resembling the mouse quite accurately. "Ah HA! Take that, you stupid little git! You dumb mother fuckers!" He then gave a huge grin to Moony and joked, "I wonder if we could turn Peter into a teacup as well? Ho ho ho."

Remus rolled his eyes but laughed none-the-less. Sirius was certainly... enthusiastic.
"Right, shall we work on it a bit more. Or at least until we get rid of the mouse-resemblance?" He laughed.
"And you would miss Peter. You don't know it, but you would."

"Fine, fine," Sirius grumbled. "Honestly though! I've got it! I think... I suppose... er. Ahh, you're right. How do you always manage to change people's minds without saying anything? Bugger." He took out another mouse cautiously. "How many of these must I do?" the black-haired boy said with a sigh. Answering his own question, he said,"Yes, yes, twist and flick, and all that jazz..." Sirius brought up his wand, gave it a swift twist and flick, and the mouse turned into a near-perfect white, china teacup. "Ha! And you say I'm a horrible student, Mr. Lupin," he said, with a triumphant grin upon his face.

"Ooh," Remus said, glancing at the teacup. "Not even ugly, very nice." He smiled genuinely, "and I never said you were a bad student. I just said you were a wanker."
He pulled out a mouse of his own and transfigured it easily. "And I guess we'll keep going until you think you're safe for the test."

Sirius gave a chortle at the word 'wanker'. "Remus, I think I sense extreme sexual stifling. That's got to be the millionth time you've said that word."
As an afterthought, he added,"And I'm ready for the test anyway, so blow on that. Thanks, by the way, mate."

"Hhmph, only you would notice. And I've only said it twice. Methinks you're just looking for a chance to get on me about not having a girlfriend." He said wryly, gathering teacups and mice alike and herding them back into the box. "And you're welcome."

"Oh yeah! That reminds me. That person you said you liked; earlier on. You know you can't get out of this room unless you tell me." He kicked back into the armchair, and extended his legs across onto Remus' lap -- using it as a footstool.

"And what makes you think I'll tell you?" Remus asked, trying not to smile through his cool tone, as he gathered the last of the mice from under Sirius's legs.

"Well, mostly the fact that you can't get out of here unless you do -- I can easily wrestle you down, mate." Sirius let out an surprised cry as Remus gathered the mice from beneath his legs. "Oi! That tickles! Cut it out, man!"

"Aha!" Remus took the oppourtunity to change the subject rather... dramatically by intentionally tickling. "But you've just let on a weakness, you can't wrestle me if I've got this on my side!"

With a quick macho cough and stifle, Sirius said in a voice a little deeper, "I mean... of course it doesn't tickle. I don't know what you're talking about." He laughed nervously and tried to contain his sporadic giggling. "And by the way," he added in an odd voice, "You need to tell me. Honestly."

"Mmph," Remus replied struggling out from under him to get better access at ticklish knees. "Never." He 'attacked' full force again, feigning (very convincing) evil laugher.

Sirius burst out with laughter and tried to wiggle away from Remus. "Oi...Moony!" he said. In between breaths he managed to gasp, "Moony... No... STOP! Ahaha! ... not... there!" He promptly pulled his legs away and put them on the ground. Catching his breath, he said, "You honestly think you're going to get away with that? Psh!" With that, he leaned over and grabbed Remus by his robes. "You're going down, you little git!" he exclaimed. With gentle firmness, Sirius tugged him onto the ground, and rolled over to straddle Remus' waist. "Oh HO. What now!"

Remus let out a little yelp, struggling to get out from under Sirius as best he could... with as little actual contact as possible. For more then one reason. "Hey--Not fair!" He struggled a little more, aiming his fiercest glare. "Why do you want to know so bad anyway?"

Sirius noticed Remus' lack of contact and noted this in the back of his head. Was Remus this people-phobic? He shrugged this off and simply pressed onto Remus more. "It's plenty fair, Moony!" he said gleefully. "And don't you look at me like that, either!" he gave a mock glare of his own and then grinned. "I want to know so I can avoid her, of course," he said. "Okay, well... that's partially it. But honestly! You know me, Remus! I'm a curious soul! What can I say."

Remus made a curious little sound at the back of his throat and struggled again. "Hmph--tease them more like. Or me. I never bug you about who you like."

"Well, that's because I don't really truly like anyone -- I mean, I never did truly like anyone. Well, yeah, I've liked this person for a while... I mean... okay, I mean... well. I just do the random hook-up thing."
"This person?" He asked quietly, going still for a moment and twisting to look up at Sirius. "You're certainly popular enough, and you've never been shy about going up to people before." He smirked, rather brave considering the position he was in.

Clearly, Remus' awkwardness transferred to Sirius. "Well," he started, "Well... this person is different." He turned the lightest change of pink, and he could feel a slight heat on his cheeks. Mildly flustered, he said, "Oh, fuck you, Moony! You tell me who you like. You subject-changer, you." He then gave a friendly poke to Remus' side; hoping that it'd bring back his usual confidence.

But Remus was looking rather pink now as well, and he shifted uncofortably, only to blush more. "I don't know... You might not know them." He said, looking away.

Sirius simply said, "Try me."

"... " He continued looking away, Sirius had been SUPPOSED to be shaken off at that. "...They have...brown hair..." Oh my, he WAS desperate. He'd resorted to guessing games.

Sirius looked mildly disappointed at this revelation. It was no secret that he definitely felt a solid connection with Remus -- a connection that was more than just friendship. He was hoping to find out that Remus actually liked him... but he had anything but brown hair. "Oh..." Sirius said, trailing off. However, he was determined to at least be friends, and he certainly didn't want to make things awkward. He lifted his knee and got off of Remus, and then fell down in a huff next to him. Turning slightly to face Remus, he tried to joke, "Well... that just about sums up the whole school now, doesn't it Moony?" It came out sounding more sarcastic than playful, and he felt awkward as soon as it came out.

"Oh paddy, screw it alright. It doesn't matter." He said quietly, shifting onto his side to look at Sirius. "I--they wouldn't like me anyway."

"Eh." Sirius remarked. "They probably would, you know. You're a respectable fellow. Not as pretty as me, but satisfactory." He gave Remus a wink to show that he was just kidding. At least he was beginning to cheer up slightly by getting more into his Sirius-like groove.

"No, they're really too popular for me." He smiled a little. "Too good looking, got lines of fans." Lets see how long it took Sirius to figure it out, Remus seemed to be cheering up a bit.

"Hmm. Popular, handsome, and has brown hair? You've got me beat, Moony. So maybe it's about time you tell me. Oh, gee, well look at the time... it's about half-past TIME FOR REMUS TO TELL SIRIUS." Sirius then stuck his tongue out playfully.

"Oh no, I want you to guess." He said, desperate to put off the actual answer, and at the same time longing for it. He scooted a little closer. "You're smart, you can do it."
Sirius' cobalt eyes peered into Remus' own -- warm, comforting brown-hazel eyes with flecks of the most beautiful shade of gold. "Are you sure it's brown hair, Moony...?" he asked in a somewhat distant voice.

"I dunno', darker I guess. I've never been able to look closely." He said quietly, his voice changing slightly, nearly inperceptably. More scooting closer.

Sirius smirked slightly as the symbolism of Remus' change of behavior hit him. Maybe he would get a little bit of luck on his side after all. "Seems like you're getting a better look at it now, hm?" he said rather throatily.

Remus sucked in a little breath as if bracing himself for something and then leaned foward, pressing his lips to Sirius's. He lingered for a single joyful second and then pulled away quickly, looking away and preparing to stand. "S-sorry." he said, his voice a little rough.

Sirius' heart couldn't help but skip nearly a thousand beats. How could one simple kiss from this one simple person practically steal his soul away, when he handed out kisses so freely? He gladly pressed his lips agains Remus' own, but was slightly disappointed when Remus pulled back and apologized. In a barely husky voice, he whispered, "Apologies are for pussies." He then propped himself on one elbow, leaning over Remus. "See? That wasn't so hard now, was it?" He gave him a sincere, wonderful smile and leaned down to kiss Remus. He gently pressed his lips against the other boy's; and parted them slightly with his tongue. H
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