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Title: Motorcycle Romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sirius/Remus
Summary: Part 33 of the Smitten series; Sirius makes a ridiculous purchase, but Remus warms up to it.
Warnings: Limited knowledge of motorcycles on the author's part! ^^;
Need to catch up? http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2817005/1/ Then refer back to LJ for the pr0n. ^_~
!NEW! anothergirl415 and I have compiled a soundtrack for this story. The first cut here takes you to the links where you can download past tracks for these chapters.
For this chapter, please download: Chapter 33: Motorcycle Romance The Postal Service: Such Great Heights
Chapter 1: My First Valentine: Postal Service: Angel Pumping Gas
Chapter 2: The Potions Essay: Plain White T's: Come on Over
Chapter 3: Toast and Honey: Frank Sinatra: I've Got You Under My Skin
Chapter 4: The First Kiss: Goo Goo Dolls: Iris
Chapter 5: Ira Dulcis: Jewel: Standing Still
Chapter 6: Loss of Face: Rammstein: Otherworld
Chapter 7: The Hospital Wing: Collide: Howie day
Chapter 8: Shy: Muse: Bliss
Chapter 9: The Letter: Muse: Butterflies and Hurricanes
Chapter 10: Tutoring Snape: Default: Wasting My Time
Chapter 11: That Day After: Yellowcard: Cigarette
Chapter 12: Exposed: Finch: Stay With Me
Chapter 13: Just Because All-American Rejects: Dance Inside
Chapter 14: Feeling Threatened: Muse: Apocalypse Now
Chapter 15: Meeting Remus's Parents: Third Eye Blind: Semi-Charmed Life
Chapter 16: The Home He Never Had: All-American Rejects: Dirty Little Secret
Chapter 17: The Shedding of Clothes: Massive Attack: Inertia Creeps
Chapter 18: The Awkward Talk: Third Eye Blind: Never Let You Go
Chapter 19: The Secret: Frank Sinatra: Fly Me to the Moon
Chapter 20: The Unexpected Reward: Alanis Morissette: All I Really Want
Chapter 21: Decline: Yellowcard: Only One
Chapter 22: Quiet: Third Eye Blind: Motorcycle Drive-By
Chapter 23: Unfortunate Discovery: Life of a Salesman: Yellowcard
Chapter 24: The End of an Era: Jewel: You Were Meant for Me
Chapter 25: Retreat: Plain White T's: Hey There Delilah
Chapter 26: The Morning of September First: Oasis: Wonderwall
Chapter 27: The First Success: SpillCanvas: This is For Keeps
Chapter 28: The Question of Christmas Olivia Olson: All I Want For Christmas Is You
Chapter 29: All To Themselves: Third Eye Blind: Blinded
Chapter 30: The Resident Fuck-up: Jimmy Eat World: 23
Chapter 31: Unfulfilled Plain White T's: The Lonely September
Chapter 32: Putting It All Behind Us Silverchair: After All These Years
After school ended, Remus and Sirius found it surprisingly easy to live together. They had their two bedroom flat on the outskirts of Muggle London, near a great forest, and they took pains not to touch one another for fear of what might happen. This day was, shockingly, beautiful and warm, and Sirius had gone out to take advantage of it. Remus was tempted to join along, but the thought that they might actually touch and lose control of themselves in public was humiliating. “You go on, Pads. I’m going to read, I think.”
Sirius’s had rolled in a most maddening matter, and Remus threw the newspaper at him, laughing as she scampered out of the house. Now that he was by himself with no one but the telly and books, he found himself miserably bored, so he took his key and pocketed it before heading outside. The breeze caught his hair, and he sighed deeply into the sunlight, cheeks warming. It was not too hot or too cold-just perfect. Hands in his pockets, he began walking down the street, glancing in the windows of shops and thinking how much Sirius would like some of the things they were selling. He wondered if Sirius would bring him anything home from his trip out, though he suspected that he had just gone to visit the bride and groom-to-be. Sirius would not bring him anything anyway; they were not dating.
He fantasized about the way things used to be. He could still feel Sirius’s fingers laced with his, the feel of their palms sweating against one another. He could imagine it-they would be walking down this street hand-in-hand, maybe in silence or maybe laughing or maybe being obnoxious together as they were wont to do. Perhaps Sirius would pull him into one of these small shops and tug him into one of the hidden corners and kiss him, or maybe he would not even bother with pulling him out of sight. They would get lost in each other then, lost in their world of comfort and sunshine and absolute love.
Remus never meant to fall in love.
He had been leaning against the glass of a display, thinking and looking quite tragic, apparently, for a small child stopped his mother and tugged on Remus’s trousers. “’Scuse me, mister…” This snapped Remus out of his fantasy and he looked, embarrassed and bewildered at the mother and son who were staring at him. “You ‘kay, mister?” The voice was so small, so innocent, and Remus smiled to him.
“I’m fine,” he lied. “I just got tired is all…” The child seemed satisfied and dragged his mother away, followed by Remus’s eyes. He was not fine in any sense of the term as far as he was concerned. He heard a distinct rumbling growing louder, and he groaned. “Oh god, I’m going crazy,” he lamented, but he realized from the expressions of other streetwalkers that he was not going crazy at all. Whipping around, his eyes grew huge as he saw Sirius speeding by them on an enormous motorcycle, hair flying back in the wind. “Oh my god.”
There were several young teenaged girls who swooned as he roared by, and Remus rounded on them suddenly. “Don’t swoon!” he snapped, getting horrified looks. “You’ll encourage him! My GOD. He is NOT bringing that in the house!” Without even getting a verbal response from the girls, he wheeled around and ran back towards the flat, fuming as Sirius parked the bike and rubbed the chrome with a cloth. “WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT, SIRIUS BLACK?!”
Sirius gave a mild start then grinned, straddling the enormous bike and giving Moony an insolent look. “It’s a loaded Suzuki GS 750, Moony, charmed to twice its size and capable of things normal bikes can’t do!” he exclaimed, turning the bike on and letting it roar. Remus covered his ears until the roaring quieted, giving Sirius his best glare even though he was positively dashing on that bike. Sirius gave him a funny look then smiled. “Get on, Moony.”
“But neither of us have helmets!” he snapped, but he said it as he was climbing on the back of it, his feet resting on the bitch rests and his arms locking around Sirius’s waist. “This is just-HOLY FUCK!” His cry was lost in the wind as they were suddenly flying down the road at unmanageable speeds by any normal bike, and he buried his face in Sirius’s neck. They were headed for the countryside, he knew, and he shakily lifted his head once he was comfortable, and he looked around them to see nothing but a great green and brown blur. “I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU PUT ME ON THIS THING!”
Sirius threw his head back and laughed maniacally before he looked around, making sure they were the only ones around before he hit some switch and suddenly they were airbourne. Remus’s arms tightened around Sirius and he looked down at the shrinking landscape, and they were flying so high that Sirius had to cast a pressure spell. Remus’s ears popped, and he took a deep breath, glad that the spell did not restrict the wind from blowing their hair. “What do you think?!” Sirius yelled, his hair whipping in Remus’s face.
Remus held his head close and tucked his nose in against the nape of Sirius’s neck. “It’s wonderful,” he confessed against his ear, and he felt Sirius lean back slightly into him. “But I can’t believe you bought it. James will kill you…” He felt Sirius’s hand on his knee, and he let himself press his lips to the back of Sirius’s neck. He could not help himself; they were so close. He felt Sirius’s hand slide back as far as it could, and he relaxed his grip around him as much as he could without risk of flying off the back. Sirius’s hand slowly lifted up and moved back to tangle in Remus’s hair, holding his head close and tilting his head to one side.
Remus’s eyes widened and he stopped suddenly, blushing, and he cleared his throat, reaching up and pulling Sirius’s hand away. “Sorry…I was just thinking.” He blushed as Sirius shook his head and grabbed Remus by his hair again, hauling him in close so his lips were touching his neck. “S-Sirius?”
“Just for now,” Sirius begged, and he closed his eyes. “Just for this moment, not after or anything. Please…” He felt his heart nearly stop as Remus’s arms encircled him and those lips opened over his neck, and he pushed his hair behind his ear so Remus could have full access to him. He felt those teeth against his skin and he hissed, both of his hands clutching the handlebars shakily as Remus thoroughly noshed him from behind for the first time in years.
When they landed back on an old country road near dusk, Remus had stopped and buried his face between those shoulder-blades, lightly chilled from the wind, and he was so embarrassed. They had both lost control up there, and he would not be able to face Sirius for days. Sirius was covered in love-bites, harsh and purple, and he had never, ever been so ashamed. They rode in silence, and when Sirius pulled up to the front of the apartment, Remus got off the bike and shakily made his way up to their apartment, unlocking the door and hurrying to his room to hide.
Sirius watched him with great sadness, and he felt the back of his neck, shaking lightly as he turned the bike off and went into the house. Remus was nowhere to be found, and he sighed before he settled on the couch and closed his eyes. He wanted Remus to come in and straddle him, tell him that they deserved each other and that he missed him so much.
He didn’t.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sirius/Remus
Summary: Part 33 of the Smitten series; Sirius makes a ridiculous purchase, but Remus warms up to it.
Warnings: Limited knowledge of motorcycles on the author's part! ^^;
Need to catch up? http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2817005/1/ Then refer back to LJ for the pr0n. ^_~
!NEW! anothergirl415 and I have compiled a soundtrack for this story. The first cut here takes you to the links where you can download past tracks for these chapters.
For this chapter, please download: Chapter 33: Motorcycle Romance The Postal Service: Such Great Heights
Chapter 1: My First Valentine: Postal Service: Angel Pumping Gas
Chapter 2: The Potions Essay: Plain White T's: Come on Over
Chapter 3: Toast and Honey: Frank Sinatra: I've Got You Under My Skin
Chapter 4: The First Kiss: Goo Goo Dolls: Iris
Chapter 5: Ira Dulcis: Jewel: Standing Still
Chapter 6: Loss of Face: Rammstein: Otherworld
Chapter 7: The Hospital Wing: Collide: Howie day
Chapter 8: Shy: Muse: Bliss
Chapter 9: The Letter: Muse: Butterflies and Hurricanes
Chapter 10: Tutoring Snape: Default: Wasting My Time
Chapter 11: That Day After: Yellowcard: Cigarette
Chapter 12: Exposed: Finch: Stay With Me
Chapter 13: Just Because All-American Rejects: Dance Inside
Chapter 14: Feeling Threatened: Muse: Apocalypse Now
Chapter 15: Meeting Remus's Parents: Third Eye Blind: Semi-Charmed Life
Chapter 16: The Home He Never Had: All-American Rejects: Dirty Little Secret
Chapter 17: The Shedding of Clothes: Massive Attack: Inertia Creeps
Chapter 18: The Awkward Talk: Third Eye Blind: Never Let You Go
Chapter 19: The Secret: Frank Sinatra: Fly Me to the Moon
Chapter 20: The Unexpected Reward: Alanis Morissette: All I Really Want
Chapter 21: Decline: Yellowcard: Only One
Chapter 22: Quiet: Third Eye Blind: Motorcycle Drive-By
Chapter 23: Unfortunate Discovery: Life of a Salesman: Yellowcard
Chapter 24: The End of an Era: Jewel: You Were Meant for Me
Chapter 25: Retreat: Plain White T's: Hey There Delilah
Chapter 26: The Morning of September First: Oasis: Wonderwall
Chapter 27: The First Success: SpillCanvas: This is For Keeps
Chapter 28: The Question of Christmas Olivia Olson: All I Want For Christmas Is You
Chapter 29: All To Themselves: Third Eye Blind: Blinded
Chapter 30: The Resident Fuck-up: Jimmy Eat World: 23
Chapter 31: Unfulfilled Plain White T's: The Lonely September
Chapter 32: Putting It All Behind Us Silverchair: After All These Years
After school ended, Remus and Sirius found it surprisingly easy to live together. They had their two bedroom flat on the outskirts of Muggle London, near a great forest, and they took pains not to touch one another for fear of what might happen. This day was, shockingly, beautiful and warm, and Sirius had gone out to take advantage of it. Remus was tempted to join along, but the thought that they might actually touch and lose control of themselves in public was humiliating. “You go on, Pads. I’m going to read, I think.”
Sirius’s had rolled in a most maddening matter, and Remus threw the newspaper at him, laughing as she scampered out of the house. Now that he was by himself with no one but the telly and books, he found himself miserably bored, so he took his key and pocketed it before heading outside. The breeze caught his hair, and he sighed deeply into the sunlight, cheeks warming. It was not too hot or too cold-just perfect. Hands in his pockets, he began walking down the street, glancing in the windows of shops and thinking how much Sirius would like some of the things they were selling. He wondered if Sirius would bring him anything home from his trip out, though he suspected that he had just gone to visit the bride and groom-to-be. Sirius would not bring him anything anyway; they were not dating.
He fantasized about the way things used to be. He could still feel Sirius’s fingers laced with his, the feel of their palms sweating against one another. He could imagine it-they would be walking down this street hand-in-hand, maybe in silence or maybe laughing or maybe being obnoxious together as they were wont to do. Perhaps Sirius would pull him into one of these small shops and tug him into one of the hidden corners and kiss him, or maybe he would not even bother with pulling him out of sight. They would get lost in each other then, lost in their world of comfort and sunshine and absolute love.
Remus never meant to fall in love.
He had been leaning against the glass of a display, thinking and looking quite tragic, apparently, for a small child stopped his mother and tugged on Remus’s trousers. “’Scuse me, mister…” This snapped Remus out of his fantasy and he looked, embarrassed and bewildered at the mother and son who were staring at him. “You ‘kay, mister?” The voice was so small, so innocent, and Remus smiled to him.
“I’m fine,” he lied. “I just got tired is all…” The child seemed satisfied and dragged his mother away, followed by Remus’s eyes. He was not fine in any sense of the term as far as he was concerned. He heard a distinct rumbling growing louder, and he groaned. “Oh god, I’m going crazy,” he lamented, but he realized from the expressions of other streetwalkers that he was not going crazy at all. Whipping around, his eyes grew huge as he saw Sirius speeding by them on an enormous motorcycle, hair flying back in the wind. “Oh my god.”
There were several young teenaged girls who swooned as he roared by, and Remus rounded on them suddenly. “Don’t swoon!” he snapped, getting horrified looks. “You’ll encourage him! My GOD. He is NOT bringing that in the house!” Without even getting a verbal response from the girls, he wheeled around and ran back towards the flat, fuming as Sirius parked the bike and rubbed the chrome with a cloth. “WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT, SIRIUS BLACK?!”
Sirius gave a mild start then grinned, straddling the enormous bike and giving Moony an insolent look. “It’s a loaded Suzuki GS 750, Moony, charmed to twice its size and capable of things normal bikes can’t do!” he exclaimed, turning the bike on and letting it roar. Remus covered his ears until the roaring quieted, giving Sirius his best glare even though he was positively dashing on that bike. Sirius gave him a funny look then smiled. “Get on, Moony.”
“But neither of us have helmets!” he snapped, but he said it as he was climbing on the back of it, his feet resting on the bitch rests and his arms locking around Sirius’s waist. “This is just-HOLY FUCK!” His cry was lost in the wind as they were suddenly flying down the road at unmanageable speeds by any normal bike, and he buried his face in Sirius’s neck. They were headed for the countryside, he knew, and he shakily lifted his head once he was comfortable, and he looked around them to see nothing but a great green and brown blur. “I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU PUT ME ON THIS THING!”
Sirius threw his head back and laughed maniacally before he looked around, making sure they were the only ones around before he hit some switch and suddenly they were airbourne. Remus’s arms tightened around Sirius and he looked down at the shrinking landscape, and they were flying so high that Sirius had to cast a pressure spell. Remus’s ears popped, and he took a deep breath, glad that the spell did not restrict the wind from blowing their hair. “What do you think?!” Sirius yelled, his hair whipping in Remus’s face.
Remus held his head close and tucked his nose in against the nape of Sirius’s neck. “It’s wonderful,” he confessed against his ear, and he felt Sirius lean back slightly into him. “But I can’t believe you bought it. James will kill you…” He felt Sirius’s hand on his knee, and he let himself press his lips to the back of Sirius’s neck. He could not help himself; they were so close. He felt Sirius’s hand slide back as far as it could, and he relaxed his grip around him as much as he could without risk of flying off the back. Sirius’s hand slowly lifted up and moved back to tangle in Remus’s hair, holding his head close and tilting his head to one side.
Remus’s eyes widened and he stopped suddenly, blushing, and he cleared his throat, reaching up and pulling Sirius’s hand away. “Sorry…I was just thinking.” He blushed as Sirius shook his head and grabbed Remus by his hair again, hauling him in close so his lips were touching his neck. “S-Sirius?”
“Just for now,” Sirius begged, and he closed his eyes. “Just for this moment, not after or anything. Please…” He felt his heart nearly stop as Remus’s arms encircled him and those lips opened over his neck, and he pushed his hair behind his ear so Remus could have full access to him. He felt those teeth against his skin and he hissed, both of his hands clutching the handlebars shakily as Remus thoroughly noshed him from behind for the first time in years.
When they landed back on an old country road near dusk, Remus had stopped and buried his face between those shoulder-blades, lightly chilled from the wind, and he was so embarrassed. They had both lost control up there, and he would not be able to face Sirius for days. Sirius was covered in love-bites, harsh and purple, and he had never, ever been so ashamed. They rode in silence, and when Sirius pulled up to the front of the apartment, Remus got off the bike and shakily made his way up to their apartment, unlocking the door and hurrying to his room to hide.
Sirius watched him with great sadness, and he felt the back of his neck, shaking lightly as he turned the bike off and went into the house. Remus was nowhere to be found, and he sighed before he settled on the couch and closed his eyes. He wanted Remus to come in and straddle him, tell him that they deserved each other and that he missed him so much.
He didn’t.