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rating: pg
word count: 383
summary: relaxing by the water makes Sirius want to confess.
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The water is making steady wooshing sounds against the pillars of the dock they're on. The water is drying against their bodies, and the warm sun feels amazing against their summer skin. Sirius has very nice skin, Remus notices as a head is lowered to his lap and a neck is stretching out trying to find a comfortable position on a skinny boy thigh.
Peter and James are still swimming and the air seems to capture and hold the sound of laughter coming from a little up the lake.
The color of the water is startlingly alike to the pair of eyes that are looking up at him. The head on his lap is warm, wild soft hair is tickling his thighs. Sirius' gaze is unwavering, and its a little intimidating, there is a crease between his eyebrows and a solid concentrating look to his mouth that fascinates Remus.
Remus meets the gray eyes with his own plain brown. Sirius opens his mouth slowly and says, “I think I'm rather in love with you.” Remus raises an eyebrow, his lips parting a little in shock. “I like your face, in a truly disgusting way. I want to touch you all the time and I don't think thats really very healthy,” Sirius gives by way of explanation. “I think this must be love.”
Sirius brings his wide-palmed hand to touch Remus' face. His hand is awkward and too heavy when he finally lays a hand on his cheek. The angle makes Sirius' wrist turn in a weird direction. Remus thinks he might be focusing on everything but the slowly caressing thumb on his cheek on purpose. Remus brings his head down and kisses Sirius' lips slowly. His lips pushing firmly down on the ones below him. Sirius opens his mouth, and oh god there is Sirius' tongue on his.
A giddy sensation rises in his belly. When they part Sirius beams up at him. He takes off running from the dock, Remus not far behind him, and jumps into the lake once more. Remus doesn't terribly feeling like getting wet again, just as he was starting to dry off but he's already lost himself in this dreamy blue-grey once today, he's willing to do it again.
word count: 383
summary: relaxing by the water makes Sirius want to confess.
[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13]
The water is making steady wooshing sounds against the pillars of the dock they're on. The water is drying against their bodies, and the warm sun feels amazing against their summer skin. Sirius has very nice skin, Remus notices as a head is lowered to his lap and a neck is stretching out trying to find a comfortable position on a skinny boy thigh.
Peter and James are still swimming and the air seems to capture and hold the sound of laughter coming from a little up the lake.
The color of the water is startlingly alike to the pair of eyes that are looking up at him. The head on his lap is warm, wild soft hair is tickling his thighs. Sirius' gaze is unwavering, and its a little intimidating, there is a crease between his eyebrows and a solid concentrating look to his mouth that fascinates Remus.
Remus meets the gray eyes with his own plain brown. Sirius opens his mouth slowly and says, “I think I'm rather in love with you.” Remus raises an eyebrow, his lips parting a little in shock. “I like your face, in a truly disgusting way. I want to touch you all the time and I don't think thats really very healthy,” Sirius gives by way of explanation. “I think this must be love.”
Sirius brings his wide-palmed hand to touch Remus' face. His hand is awkward and too heavy when he finally lays a hand on his cheek. The angle makes Sirius' wrist turn in a weird direction. Remus thinks he might be focusing on everything but the slowly caressing thumb on his cheek on purpose. Remus brings his head down and kisses Sirius' lips slowly. His lips pushing firmly down on the ones below him. Sirius opens his mouth, and oh god there is Sirius' tongue on his.
A giddy sensation rises in his belly. When they part Sirius beams up at him. He takes off running from the dock, Remus not far behind him, and jumps into the lake once more. Remus doesn't terribly feeling like getting wet again, just as he was starting to dry off but he's already lost himself in this dreamy blue-grey once today, he's willing to do it again.