Halloween Treat for Yaycoffee
Gift for: yaycoffee
From: westernredcedar
Title: Toga Party
Summary: Sirius is absolutely no help with Remus's costume.
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Rated: PG
Word count: 200
Notes: For yaycoffee, who wanted Remus/Sirius, and marauders-era tomfoolery. Happy Halloween!
"And what tomfoolery is this, m'lad?" Sirius flopped across his bed and tugged at the drape of fabric hanging off of Remus's shoulder.
"Sod off, I'm not finished yet," Remus replied, pulling himself free. He had been adjusting the cloth for fifteen minutes, trying to get the hang right.
"Let me guess, you're...laundry?" Sirius pulled a squashed roll from his pocket, where he'd jammed it at lunch, and stuffed it in his mouth. "...or a slou ten...?"
"What?"
Sirius swallowed his roll. "A scout tent. You could house several strapping young men under all that fabric." Sirius rolled over, head hanging off the bed.
"Pervert," Remus muttered.
"Don't pretend you aren't intrigued by the idea." Sirius's grappling hands reached for the layers of fabric again. "Who's under there?"
Remus wasn't fast enough to escape when Sirius's fingers caught at the loose belt of his toga and pulled him to the bed, where they collapsed in a tangle of limbs.
"Blood hell, Sirius, I'll have to start over." Remus's hands moved up Sirius's chest.
"I've always wanted to bugger a monarch."
"I'm not a monarch, I'm Julius Caesar."
Sirius rolled his eyes and kissed Remus on the mouth. "Sod. Don't spoil the moment with details."