Sirius always got irrationally angry when Remus said things like that. On the one hand, it should have heartened him to know that Moony wouldn't stray--if "stray" was the word to use, exactly, for betraying their little agreement--and on the other it infuriated him that Remus didn't know how well-wanted he was, that he was desirable.
Oh, that's it exactly, just perfect. I love how protective/defensive/possessive/adoring Sirius is of Remus in this whole piece. *sighs happily*
off and on, of course, given Remus' propensity to disappear for vast periods of time and Sirius' propensity for having royal sulks and pretending that other people could interest him
Sirius adoration moment. *pauses to adore/worship Sirius* *resumes reading*
And when Sirius did it again, sinking his teeth into Remus' shoulder as he did, Remus threw back his head, showing that curving, beautiful neck again, with rainlight patterning his skin, mouth opened and silent, gasping for oxygen. Which always made Sirius feel like he owned the universe and that Remus was the most precious thing in all of it, made Sirius groan
Rainlight's not even a word but it so should be, because that was just lovely, sweetheart. I'm very serious. I'm probably going to steal that from you, fyi. Rainlight. *enamored* And you know my weakness for Possesive!, well, anything. *g*
The truly infuriating thing, Sirius reflected, was that he'd said it so many times already that it was becoming maudlin crap to repeat it again...It was really completely unreasonable that Remus hadn't yet seen it fit to actually process the information and put Sirius out of his misery..."I've only ever meant it with you," Sirius said, babbling at this point, as if the word "love" didn't seem to want to cross his lips again..."Sirius, you utter girl," Remus said reproachfully..."And because I'd like to pretend that we're respectable."..."Right, sure, natu--" He froze, mid-agreement, mouth falling open only to see Remus laughing, doubled over with mirth and clutching his stomach, beautiful and disheveled...
Eeeeeeeeee! That was so much fun, and so *right*, and utterly fitting and adorable, and it's like you capture all the really unique and sweet things inherent in this pairing all at once in the last fourth section of this story alone.
Mmm, long feedback. Much thanks my dearest, for all your kind words, especially considering Remus/Sirius is not your favorite cup of tea. And Sirius and Remus are easy for me to write, I think, mostly because they have the type of relationship--when it's good, anyway, nobody really wants to see themselves in a Sirius/Remus relationship when they're at their downs--that I want to have. Fantasy is a powerful motivator.
Oh, that's it exactly, just perfect. I love how protective/defensive/possessive/adoring Sirius is of Remus in this whole piece. *sighs happily*
off and on, of course, given Remus' propensity to disappear for vast periods of time and Sirius' propensity for having royal sulks and pretending that other people could interest him
Sirius adoration moment. *pauses to adore/worship Sirius* *resumes reading*
And when Sirius did it again, sinking his teeth into Remus' shoulder as he did, Remus threw back his head, showing that curving, beautiful neck again, with rainlight patterning his skin, mouth opened and silent, gasping for oxygen. Which always made Sirius feel like he owned the universe and that Remus was the most precious thing in all of it, made Sirius groan
Rainlight's not even a word but it so should be, because that was just lovely, sweetheart. I'm very serious. I'm probably going to steal that from you, fyi. Rainlight. *enamored* And you know my weakness for Possesive!, well, anything. *g*
The truly infuriating thing, Sirius reflected, was that he'd said it so many times already that it was becoming maudlin crap to repeat it again...It was really completely unreasonable that Remus hadn't yet seen it fit to actually process the information and put Sirius out of his misery..."I've only ever meant it with you," Sirius said, babbling at this point, as if the word "love" didn't seem to want to cross his lips again..."Sirius, you utter girl," Remus said reproachfully..."And because I'd like to pretend that we're respectable."..."Right, sure, natu--" He froze, mid-agreement, mouth falling open only to see Remus laughing, doubled over with mirth and clutching his stomach, beautiful and disheveled...
Eeeeeeeeee! That was so much fun, and so *right*, and utterly fitting and adorable, and it's like you capture all the really unique and sweet things inherent in this pairing all at once in the last fourth section of this story alone.
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