The Star and His Moon
THE STAR AND HIS MOON
Part 8
It had been a few months ever since the whole messy break-up, sudden confession fiasco involving the two Marauders and certain someone from Ravenclaw happened and Sirius couldn’t say that he’d ever been happier than he’d been these past months. Remus and he had been getting closer as time passed and their relationship only managed to strengthen the bond that they’ve already had; the bond that they’ve nurtured ever since they were merely eleven years old.
There was only one final act that they haven’t done as a couple yet. And this would of course be the one thing that was keeping Sirius in his secretly virgin title. There’ve been kissing, followed by heavy make-out sessions that were becoming a common thing between them and they’ve even gone as far as giving oral to one another. Simultaneously. But so far, there hasn’t been any indication that they were going to go further than this.
Well, that is, until tonight.
The both of them had been doing their nightly dose of cuddling when those chaste kisses and innocent caress had quickly turned into heated snogging and groping session. The most normal thing for them would usually to end the night with some hand actions on each other and quick frotting to finish, but this time, Remus’ hand that had never been going further than handling his balls had moved even further back and a finger hand circled the sensitive skin surrounding his entrance.
Sirius had gasped in surprise at the unexpected touch and Remus had quickly moved his hand away in fear of scaring his boyfriend from such a bold move, but at hearing Sirius’ whimper of protest, he’d carefully but surely moved his hand and fingers back to its newly found position. He was awarded with a pleased moan from the body next to his. Now sure that his actions didn’t, in fact, scare his boyfriend, Remus was suddenly desperate to find out how Sirius would feel. From the inside.
“Sirius, can I -“
His unsure, whispered question was quickly answered by a firm nod from the other boy. He looked into the grey eyes, not knowing what to expect, and met an equally nervous but determined gaze as his.
Remus knew that this was a big step in their relationship and messing it up would be the last thing he wanted. He wanted, needed this experience to be a wonderful one for Sirius who trusted him. Trusted him enough to give his first time to him. Sirius had never needed to tell him that he’d never done any of these things because his somewhat shy and unsure but wonderful reactions and actions during their intimate moments told Remus more than any words can express. He didn’t know just how such a thing was possible when Sirius was nicknamed as the playboy of Hogwarts, but he knew that Sirius would tell him about the truth behind this soon enough. All he needed was patience. And Remus has a lot of it for the one boy he loved more than anything.
He didn’t want anything else but pleasure and love to be the ones that cloud those eyes tonight.
He hadn’t gone this far yet when he’d been together with Tim. There had been times when their groping sessions had turned heated and a possibility for them to take the step had been presented; but each and every time, Remus had stopped himself and told himself to wait. He didn’t want to rush into things much too early and somehow risk their relationship. But it had ended despite his effort in trying to keep the relationship together anyway.
And now, he couldn’t decide as to whether it had been such a good thing. Because while the concept of having their first time together caused a flutter to his romantic side, the logical side of his brain argued that it would mean the both of them would be inexperienced. And inexperience can cause uncomfortable first time because of their lack of knowledge of how to do things properly. He knew the basics as to how they were supposed to do it, and the things they’ll need such as the proper spell, but knowing it and carrying out the act itself can be very different things. The last thing he’d want to do was cause pain to his love.
An idea came to his head. Maybe if he was the one to -
“Sirius, what if I be the one to -“
“No,” Sirius answered while shaking his head, “I want this. I’m sure, Moony. And…well, there’s a reason to it and I’ll tell you later, but for tonight I want to feel you inside. Please, Remus.”
Remus still looked hesitant and unconvinced.
“Please? Remus, do this for me? I - I need this. I really, really need to do this.”
Those grey eyes weren’t lying. For some mysterious reason, Sirius seemed to need to take the more nerve-wracking role in its own way. There was a niggling at the back of his head suggesting reasons as to why (it was Sirius’ habit in stating that he would take away as much pain as possible for Remus every single time that Remus had to go through his transformation), but he chose to ignore them in order to concentrate on Sirius. Everything in his head became filled with Sirius and nothing else. Everything ceased to exist aside from that sweltering mercury gaze, those midnight locks and the beautifully aristocratic face with its cheeky smile.
“Come on, Moony. You’re making me white waiting for this long already.” Trust Sirius to make a light in their situation and break the nervous tension Remus could feel building inside of him.
Smiling in amusement at his soon-to-be lover’s antics, Remus moved himself to reach towards the pillow beside Sirius’ head for his wand and at the same time kissed those plush, pink smiling lips. Moving his right hand from its position in-between Sirius’ legs, he used it to caress the pale body accessible to him in its whole. Pink nipples begging to be pinched and teased, soft skin all over asking for his hand’s strokes and the hard and leaking member that his hand found in its downward journey once again. With these loving touches Remus managed to distract Sirius thoroughly from the initial discomfort that was sure to come from the preparation spell that he’d uttered for the first time.
Sirius released a surprised gasp at the feeling of sudden slickness down below and Remus could see his face turning red and he squirmed, no doubt from the unusual sensation it must’ve evoked. But this discomfort seemed to have been forgotten at the feeling of his fingers entering Sirius’ body. First one, and after he made sure that no pain was felt by the other boy, he entered the second finger beside the first and started scissoring. Sirius’ reaction had simply been a light frown that quickly disappeared before Remus had time to even worry about it.
But the third finger made him widened his eyes and when Remus moved to stretch all three to completely make sure that his entry later on wouldn’t cause any great pain to Sirius, there was an almost imperceptible wince coming from the face that he’d been gazing at for its reactions.
“Oh, Merlin. Sirius, I’m causing you pain! I can’t -“
“Remus, if you do not put your fingers back to where it was within the next ten seconds, you will have a very angry and sulky boyfriend in your lap. This I promise you,” Sirius threatened in a serious voice.
“But -“
“Remus! I already said, it doesn’t matter. The pain will pass, we know this. Now can we please continue? You’ve cut off the good part where I was just starting to get used to your fingers inside me.”
Due to some unknown reason, the blunt way that his boyfriend used to speak his last few sentences made him blush and felt more turned on than anything at the same time. Slowly and carefully, Remus once again continued to prepare his boyfriend. He didn’t see the point of arguing with the said boyfriend when they could have great sex together instead. It would be a waste of energy and he didn’t want Sirius’ energy to go anywhere aside from screaming Remus’ name raw in throes of passion.
“Remus, it’s enough. Now, inside me. Remus!”
Feeling his temperature rocketed with Sirius’ needy request, Remus moved to slather himself with the lube that he’d gotten all over his hand. Wiping his hand on the coverlet nearby, he moved to lift up Sirius’ hips and circled those pale legs around his waist; Sirius aiding the movement by rearranging himself in the perfect position for Remus to enter him for the first time. The raven-haired boy was getting impatient and Remus could feel the tension radiating from him. Sirius’ flushed cheeks, glazed eyes that were filled with nothing else but Remus made it harder and harder for him to control his own urge to simply pound into the willing body beneath him.
But he knew that they had to go slow for the first time, at least at the beginning and he took a few seconds to compose himself. Hearing Sirius’ whine, he finally moved and slowly entered the puckered entrance that seemed to invite him in. As soon as the head of his cock passed through the tight ring of muscle, Remus could feel Sirius freeze in discomfort. Pausing his movement to allow Sirius a time to breath and adjust, Remus could feel the tightness of Sirius’ body that seemed determined to suck him into its all-encompassing heat.
“Oh…merlin, Sirius, relax. Please. I don’t think I can last long if you’re this…tight…” Remus uttered through gritted teeth.
“I’m trying,” Came Sirius’ mumbled replied. Remus opened his eyes and met a scorching pair of greys that pulled him in into its depth. He was lost, so completely, madly lost in Sirius. And he didn’t ever want to get out. He could happily stay trapped within that beautiful gaze for the rest of his life and he would be completely happy and fulfilled nonetheless.
Slowly but surely he could feel Sirius’ body relaxing and he found himself able to finally breath again. He started with a tentative thrust, testing the water, and after ensuring that yes, Sirius is indeed enjoying this, his thrusts became surer and his timing evened out. It wasn’t long before he found Sirius’ sweet spot; watching Sirius’ eyes rolled into the back of his head from pleasure and knowing that he’d been the cause for it had awakened a deeply hidden possessive side of his.
He was the first one that was allowed this privilege to see the utter vulnerability on Sirius. And if he had his ways, he would be the only.
“Mine…”
Sirius, despite seemingly being out of it and consumed completely by the maddening sparks of pleasure that climbed up his spine every time Remus hit that spot inside of him, still managed a soft and sincere reply,” Yours, Moony.”
“Yes.” Growled Remus, “And I’m yours, Padfoot. Tell me I’m yours.”
Deep and powerful thrusts followed his words.
“Yes! Yes! You’re mine, Moony!” Wailed Sirius.
Remus could see that Sirius was getting close. He’d been tossing his sweat-soaked hair from side to side and his flush had grown more and more prominent as time passes.
“Close…Remus, harder! Please, harder!”
Quickly obliging his lover’s request, Remus was rewarded by the breath-taking sight of Sirius in his completion, mouth opened up in a shout of his name; completely taken over by the pleasure being given to his body. The sight of Sirius’ climax was his undoing and he followed shortly after, coming inside of Sirius, his lover’s name on his lips.
“Love…you…” He heard those precious words uttered exhaustedly in Sirius’ throaty voice, no doubt from his earlier screaming.
Remus smiled a smile that unknowingly reminded Sirius of an angel, “Love you too.”
Remus opened bleary eyes and took in his surroundings before processing everything slowly in his sleep-muddles brain. Red curtain...which meant he's in his dorm, warm...naked body next to his...raven tresses...Sirius- Sirius! Eyes opening, mind suddenly alert, Remus realised that they were still completely unclothed, the only thing protecting their dignity was the red sheet that he must've managed to pull up before sleep called him.
But the curtain remained closed and undisturbed, which meant that his imperturbable and silencing charms are still in place. He could feel the hum of the magic that he created; clearly James and Peter decided that the couple deserved some sort of privacy, whether it was out of the goodness of their heart or simply due to the fear of finding them in a compromising, mental-scarring position, he wouldn't know. Probably a mix of both, knowing them.
Now knowing that he's got time on his side, he indulged himself in one past-time that he couldn't enjoy often due to their hectic day-to-day life: watching Sirius sleep. It may sound somewhat creepy if he thought about it too deeply, which is why he usually chose to simply enjoy the simple joy of watching the love of his life in his peaceful slumber, that beautiful face slack in sleep, his expression smooth and innocent; very unlike how he looked awake.
He felt somewhat even more protective of this boy when he looked so defenseless like this. His mind wanting to hide him away from all the pain in the world. Knowing that Sirius was undeniably his made him feel even more responsible for his happiness. He knew this one fact without any hesitance despite no word being uttered from the other boy about it; the way he looked at Remus, his reaction to any physical proof of Remus' claim on him are more than enough for him to quell any insecurity from Remus' side.
It was amazing, the amount of happiness he was able to bring to Remus even unknowingly.
Those ebony eyelashes fluttered, its owner no doubt starting to feel the deep scrutiny that was given to him. Hazy grey eyes met his own brown pair.
"Remus? Is it morning?"
Remus smiled fondly, "Yes. It's time for us to wake up for breakfast soon."
Sirius groaned. "Can't we just skip it and kip to the kitchen later to get some food?" His voice muffled by the pillow he was smothering himself with.
"Alright," Remus replied agreeably. He wasn't about to say no when he could be spending more private time with his boyfriend-recently-turned-lover.
Sirius shot him a blinding smile. Then that pale body started to wriggle itself closer until he was able to drape himself all over Remus who was currently lying on his side, head propped upon his hand and elbow on the bed.
"Thank you," Sirius mumbled into the crook of his neck, his warm breath sending pleasant tingles from Remus' neck all the down his spine. He moved his leg and arm that wasn't used for propping his body sideways to gather Sirius' pliant body closer.
It was comforting, this simple act of cuddling. And to some extent he could even feel it to be a more intimate act than sex. This simple need to touch each other in a chaste manner painted their need for one another and not for each of their bodies; but the simple presence of their most precious person.
If the tiny, pleased sound he was making was any indication, Sirius was very much enjoying this morning cuddling session of theirs too. There wasn't any rush for them to detach themselves from one another and this rare privilege wasn't wasted on the couple; they were both intent on enjoying it as much as possible.
Soon there wasn't even a sliver of space present in-between them; so tangled up in each other that one didn't know where they start and the other end.
It was utter perfection.
Despite the trouble that they would no doubt face from betrayed Jennings, the expected sneers and playful teasing from Slytherin and their Gryffindor students respectively, Sirius felt that they would be able to face it all together.
He's finally got his moon with him now, after all.
Another Hogsmeade weekend was approaching fast and it would be a perfect time for Sirius and Remus to celebrate their six month anniversary as a couple.
These past half year had been nothing but one happiness after another for the black-haired boy. He'd always known that they would be happy as a couple but Sirius had never expected the sheer amount of bliss and contentment that simply consume him. They had their fights, as all couples do it was inevitable, but they were quick to solve it. They weren’t perfect, but they were perfect in their own ways simply because they are RemusandSirius and they complete each other.
Remus, Sirius and Peter were currently sitting in the floor of their dormitory room, each taken by their own thoughts involving the Hogsmeade. Peter had gathered courage to ask out the Gryffindor girl that he’d been having a crush on for the past few months and she accepted. He was currently in cloud nine. Sirius was thinking of how Remus and he would spend their day; whether Remus would prefer them staying in, taking advantage of the empty tower or to go out with others. He himself didn’t mind, he was simply happy being able to spend any time at all with his boyfriend, whether it was just the two of them or surrounded by others.
As for Remus, he was currently judging and thinking deeply of the best time he could give his six-month anniversary present towards Sirius. Should he give it in the morning? Or at night time? He had spent some time coming up with the idea of what he should give as their anniversary present, and after spending some time in the company of Lily, he finally decided to show the other boy the depth as to how serious he was taking their relationship. It was a simple platinum band, seeing as he was unable to be in contact with silver, and the ring itself was elegant in its own understated way. Engraved on the inside were the simple words: The star of my life - RJL.
Now he simply hoped that Sirius’ reaction was going to be as good as he imagined -
James chose that moment to burst into the room in a flurry of movement, “Guys! You would not believe this! Lily! My sweet Lily asked me to accompany her to this Hogsmeade! After years and years of rejection, she asked me to go! And she told me that she would accept my request to be my girlfriend!” He was brimming in happiness and the other three Marauders cannot keep themselves from feeling happy for the bespectacled boy’s joy; clapping and congratulating him at finally obtaining the one girl he’d always dreamed of.
It felt as if, after a long time of troubles, everything was slotting into its place.
He was wrong. Sirius’ reaction wasn’t as good as he imagined.
It was better.
Fin