Happy Birthday Loe!
Here's a little something I wrote for a very lovely young lady in honour of her birthday. Hope you like it. Tis a short HP ficlet, Remus/Sirius.
Title: Sirius and Remus Sitting in a Tree…
Written by: AJ, in honour of Loethlin’s birthday. You did say this was what you wanted…
Rating: Oh, PG-13 I think. Hot boy/boy kissing involved.
Pairing: Remus/Sirius.
Warnings: Slash (obviously). Public snogging. Heights.
Disclaimer: All for love not money. I'll put them back when Loe's finished playing with them.
Word count: 679
Beta: My dearest Charlie, thanks. Poor guy gets all my slashiness inflicted on him, so extra large hugs his way.
Please ask for permission before archiving.
"Sirius, you can't do that! You're going to get us both arrested!"
"Oh, relax Remus! Nobody is going to see us up here. Muggles are all the same, never notice anything outside their own world." Sirius was grinning like a chocaholic in Honeydukes; nothing was going to make him feel any less smug about his little idea.
"I suppose you’re right," sighed Remus. "It’s lovely up here, too. You can see everything that’s going on down there."
"You could," agreed Sirius, "but I’d rather your attention was focussed slightly higher." His tone was teasingly laden with meaning he felt no necessity to hide, meaning that required no further explanation between them. Remus lifted his eyes from the people in the park below them, and his gaze met that of his companion and partner in crime. He had been about to speak, but the expression on Sirius’s face made his words die in his throat. He reached up tentatively and gently brushed a few strands of hair from Sirius’s face.
"That high enough for you?" he asked, trying to match Sirius’s earlier teasing tone but sounding nowhere near as casual.
"Too high this time," Sirius replied. "Try a bit lower." Remus’s hands trailed down the sides of Sirius’s face, turning to catch some of the curve of his chin, then one trailed down the side of his neck, slightly cupped with the little finger side in gentle contact with Sirius’s warm skin. The fingertips of the other hand barely stroked down the sensitive skin covering his throat.
"Better?" Remus whispered.
"Better, but still too high." Sirius’s tone was still teasing, but his voice was quieter and lower, and there was a note of something deeper in there now. Remus let his hands trail along from Sirius’s collarbone to his shoulders, in a slow, sweeping motion of lightly caressing fingertips. "You’re getting warmer, but still too high." Sirius’s voice was barely above a whisper now. Remus moved closer, edging along the broad branch of the oak tree. One of his hands slid around behind Sirius’s back, the fingertips began to trail lightly in slow circles down his spine. The other hand moved to just below the little hollow where his collarbones met, the first two fingers of this hand stroked firmly but agonisingly slowly down the centre of Sirius’s chest.
Remus watched the other boy’s response, noting the change in his breathing, the tension in his shoulders and neck, how Sirius drew in his breath sharply and swallowed hard as Remus’s fingers found a particularly sensitive spot on his lower back. Sirius could make the hairs stand up on the back of his neck with just one simple, casual touch, and Remus ached to know he could affect Sirius the same way. It didn’t appear that he would be disappointed. Sirius gave a small half-moan, half growl, deep in his throat, and reached forcefully for the other boy, pulling him into his arms. Their lips met forcefully in a hard, deep, kiss that could have melted glaciers if there happened to be any nearby. As this was Regent’s Park in June, just after both boys had taken their final journey on the Hogwarts Express, stored their luggage at King’s Cross and made the short walk to the park to enjoy the sun, no glaciers were present, but trust me, if there had been they wouldn’t have lasted very long.
The kiss gradually became gentler, their bodies relaxing into a contact as close as could be managed in their current position. Remus pulled away a little, turned and swung his leg across the wide branch so he was straddling it, Sirius mirrored his action and pulled Remus’s body close to his, arms around his waist, one leg resting with thigh across the top of Remus’s, the other dangling straight downwards. Remus pulled him close for another kiss, then hesitated slightly.
"Do you really think nobody will see us up here?" He said softly.
"If we do get arrested, we’ll just have to make sure we keep the handcuffs." Sirius replied softly.
Title: Sirius and Remus Sitting in a Tree…
Written by: AJ, in honour of Loethlin’s birthday. You did say this was what you wanted…
Rating: Oh, PG-13 I think. Hot boy/boy kissing involved.
Pairing: Remus/Sirius.
Warnings: Slash (obviously). Public snogging. Heights.
Disclaimer: All for love not money. I'll put them back when Loe's finished playing with them.
Word count: 679
Beta: My dearest Charlie, thanks. Poor guy gets all my slashiness inflicted on him, so extra large hugs his way.
Please ask for permission before archiving.
"Sirius, you can't do that! You're going to get us both arrested!"
"Oh, relax Remus! Nobody is going to see us up here. Muggles are all the same, never notice anything outside their own world." Sirius was grinning like a chocaholic in Honeydukes; nothing was going to make him feel any less smug about his little idea.
"I suppose you’re right," sighed Remus. "It’s lovely up here, too. You can see everything that’s going on down there."
"You could," agreed Sirius, "but I’d rather your attention was focussed slightly higher." His tone was teasingly laden with meaning he felt no necessity to hide, meaning that required no further explanation between them. Remus lifted his eyes from the people in the park below them, and his gaze met that of his companion and partner in crime. He had been about to speak, but the expression on Sirius’s face made his words die in his throat. He reached up tentatively and gently brushed a few strands of hair from Sirius’s face.
"That high enough for you?" he asked, trying to match Sirius’s earlier teasing tone but sounding nowhere near as casual.
"Too high this time," Sirius replied. "Try a bit lower." Remus’s hands trailed down the sides of Sirius’s face, turning to catch some of the curve of his chin, then one trailed down the side of his neck, slightly cupped with the little finger side in gentle contact with Sirius’s warm skin. The fingertips of the other hand barely stroked down the sensitive skin covering his throat.
"Better?" Remus whispered.
"Better, but still too high." Sirius’s tone was still teasing, but his voice was quieter and lower, and there was a note of something deeper in there now. Remus let his hands trail along from Sirius’s collarbone to his shoulders, in a slow, sweeping motion of lightly caressing fingertips. "You’re getting warmer, but still too high." Sirius’s voice was barely above a whisper now. Remus moved closer, edging along the broad branch of the oak tree. One of his hands slid around behind Sirius’s back, the fingertips began to trail lightly in slow circles down his spine. The other hand moved to just below the little hollow where his collarbones met, the first two fingers of this hand stroked firmly but agonisingly slowly down the centre of Sirius’s chest.
Remus watched the other boy’s response, noting the change in his breathing, the tension in his shoulders and neck, how Sirius drew in his breath sharply and swallowed hard as Remus’s fingers found a particularly sensitive spot on his lower back. Sirius could make the hairs stand up on the back of his neck with just one simple, casual touch, and Remus ached to know he could affect Sirius the same way. It didn’t appear that he would be disappointed. Sirius gave a small half-moan, half growl, deep in his throat, and reached forcefully for the other boy, pulling him into his arms. Their lips met forcefully in a hard, deep, kiss that could have melted glaciers if there happened to be any nearby. As this was Regent’s Park in June, just after both boys had taken their final journey on the Hogwarts Express, stored their luggage at King’s Cross and made the short walk to the park to enjoy the sun, no glaciers were present, but trust me, if there had been they wouldn’t have lasted very long.
The kiss gradually became gentler, their bodies relaxing into a contact as close as could be managed in their current position. Remus pulled away a little, turned and swung his leg across the wide branch so he was straddling it, Sirius mirrored his action and pulled Remus’s body close to his, arms around his waist, one leg resting with thigh across the top of Remus’s, the other dangling straight downwards. Remus pulled him close for another kiss, then hesitated slightly.
"Do you really think nobody will see us up here?" He said softly.
"If we do get arrested, we’ll just have to make sure we keep the handcuffs." Sirius replied softly.