Fic: The Summer of Sirius - July 20 & 21
Part 14 - Sirius and Remus discuss the obstacles in their relationship. (Harry Potter, Pre-Azkaban, NC-17).
Written for dogdaysofsummer
Prompts: 20 and 21
Title: The Discussion
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,614
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns all.
Notes: Part of series that chronicles the summer when Sirius moved into his flat.
Summary: Sirius and Remus argue and then make up.
Previous: July 1&2&3, July 4&5, July 6, July 7, July 8&9, July 10, July 11, July 12&13, July 14&15, July 16, July 17, July 18, July 19
July 21, 1978
“Feeling better?”
“Yeah.”
Sirius Black and Remus Lupin sat on the bed in Sirius’s bedroom. Two days ago Remus had experienced his monthly werewolf transformation and had spent the previous day recovering at home. As soon as he’d arrived on Sirius’s doorstep that evening, Sirius had smothered him in kisses and slowly dragged him into his bedroom. He fluffed the pillows to make the bed more comfortable for Remus and then insisted that he lie down. Remus, used to Sirius fussing over him after every full moon, did as he was told.
“Got enough rest?” asked a concerned Sirius.
Remus nodded. “You were there. It wasn’t that bad, right?”
“Right,” replied Sirius quietly. He, James Potter, and Peter Pettigrew had agreed to help Remus every month even though they were no longer at Hogwarts. Without the Shrieking Shack, Remus’s three friends met outside the underground shelter that the Lupins had built in their garden when Remus was first bit. As soon as Remus’s mother went back inside the main house, the boys picked the lock and let themselves in. Although Remus’s animal form didn’t hurt itself as much when the Marauders were there, Sirius still absolutely loathed that his friend experienced what he did.
“I wanted to see you yesterday.”
“You should’ve come by. I would’ve liked that,” said Remus.
Sirius rubbed Remus’s bare feet as Remus sat against three large pillows.
“Would your mum have let me?”
Remus smiled. “Of course she would’ve. You’re always welcome at our house, Sirius.”
Sirius stopped rubbing and kept his eyes on Remus’s feet. “I thought she didn’t trust me around her son.”
Remus didn’t say anything. He knew what Sirius referred to. A few days ago, Remus had told Sirius that Mrs. Lupin was wary of Remus spending too much time at Sirius’s flat. He also knew that he shouldn’t have said anything about it, but Remus couldn’t seem to hold back when he was around Sirius.
“You haven’t talked to her yet, have you?” asked Sirius, still not looking at Remus.
Remus sighed and said, “Sirius, it’s not that easy.”
“To talk? You just open your mouth and say words,” said Sirius, finally looking at Remus.
“Look, I know I said that she was-that she understood this choice-my choice, but we don’t talk about it. In fact, the only time we’ve talked about it was the day that I told both of them about it. But that’s it. And the only reason she said what she said about you was because I told her that you got a flat,” explained Remus.
“Can I ask you something, Remus?”
“What?”
Sirius sighed deeply. “If your mum or dad told you to stop seeing me, would you?”
Remus opened his mouth in disbelief but didn’t say anything. Sirius stared at him.
Finally Remus said, “I can’t believe you’re asking me that.”
“Me neither.”
Remus bent his knees and rested his arms on them. “No, you fucking wanker, I wouldn’t. I don’t know what you think but I do. The way you feel about me, I feel about you. Exactly like that. And I want to be with you regardless of what anyone says. I’m here, aren’t I?”
Sirius said nothing.
“But I’m also not going to be pressured to do something I’m not ready to do yet,” continued a stern Remus. “It’s not just my mum, Sirius. I make my own decisions too. I told you I’d move in but I also said I’d tell you when, and that should be enough for now. Let’s not talk about it again.”
Sirius, toying with Remus’s toes, uttered a low Sorry.
Remus crawled to the end of the bed where Sirius sat and kissed his boyfriend. “I’m sorry, Rem,” said Sirius sincerely.
Remus kissed Sirius again. An eager Sirius embraced Remus and pulled him on top of him, both sets of legs dangling off the bed. They kissed ardently, their smashed mouths giving leeway to their probing tongues. Abruptly, Remus stopped and stood up between Sirius’s legs. Facing Sirius, Remus unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. As Remus unbuckled his belt, Sirius caught on and began undressing as well. Once they were naked, Remus fell on Sirius again and kissed him. He moved his mouth from Sirius’s lips to his chin and down his throat. Sirius moaned loudly as Remus’s very wet lips touched his nipple. Sirius reached down and grabbed Remus’s cock. Remus immediately removed Sirius’s hand.
“Wait, wait,” he whispered.
“Shit, can’t, Remus,” replied Sirius hoarsely.
Remus pulled himself up and stood. Sirius sat up in frustration. “What?”
Remus leaned in and whispered in Sirius’s ear.
“Yeah?” asked Sirius. Remus nodded with a smile. Sirius stood and lifted the mattress a bit. He removed a small bottle and then set the mattress down again.
Remus chuckled. “You hide it under the mattress?”
Sirius nodded. “In case James comes by, or your mum.”
Remus took the bottle from Sirius’s hand, opened it, and squeezed some into his hands. He slightly rubbed his hands together and then slathered the gel onto Sirius’s thick cock.
“You sure?” asked Sirius. “You don’t want to switch and keep James guessing as to who does what?”
Remus laughed. “Let’s just try it again.”
Remus slowly turned around and lay face down across the bed. Sirius hesitantly moved behind him.
“Um, are you sure you want to do it like this?” Sirius asked.
“I think it might feel better this time,” came Remus’s muffled response.
Sirius stared at Remus’s smooth back and swallowed nervously. He and Remus had had sex for the first time only a few nights ago. Since they hadn’t done it since, this was still a relatively new experience for Sirius. Last time, Sirius wasn’t sure if it had been as good for Remus as it had been for him (though Remus had said it was). This time, Sirius wanted to ensure that they both enjoy it. Maybe then, reasoned Sirius, they could do it more often, and he would stop being so nervous.
Sirius hovered over Remus and gently kissed his back before putting his hand in between Remus’s legs. He heard Remus’s breath escalate. Biting his lip, Sirius pushed his cock into Remus. His eyes rolled back as he felt all the blood rush to his cock. Sirius knew this incredible feeling would never get old.
“You okay?” he asked in Remus’s ear.
Remus, his head resting sideways on the bed, tensely said, “Move. Now.”
Sirius's arms were on either side of Remus as he thrust once, twice, and then three times. He paused to catch his breath before he thrust again.
Beneath him, Remus gasped as Sirius pushed into him. Remus felt less pain than he had the first time. As soon as his body became used to this, Remus reasoned, he would stop feeling uncomfortable. It did feel good, though, as Sirius pressed into him and his cock rubbed against the mattress. He suddenly reached for Sirius’s right hand.
“Give me your hand,” he whispered through ragged breaths.
“Huh?”
Remus grabbed the hand and guided it downwards. He placed his boyfriend’s sweaty hand on his throbbing cock. “Touch me.”
Sirius, panting hard and fast above him, stroked Remus’s cock as he continued to move inside him.
Remus held on to the grey sheets and gritted his teeth as he asked, “Feel good?”
Sirius’s breathing was loud and hot in Remus’s ear as he groaned his reply.
“Now, how-how can you say, ah, I don’t, ah, want to be-be with you?” asked Remus, his words coming out between wheezes.
“Won’t. Ever,” uttered Sirius, his voice breaking.
Sirius thrust faster and stroked harder, his mouth pressed to Remus’s ear. Hearing and feeling Sirius against him finally undid Remus, and he came intensely all over Sirius’s hand and the sheets. He slowed his breathing as he felt Sirius rapidly approaching his own climax. Sirius let go of Remus’s cock and held on to his shoulder as he cried out and came in trembling spasms. Remus shifted a little, but Sirius held on to him.
“Hold on,” he said as he carefully pulled out of Remus. He flopped back onto the bed and sighed.
Remus too lay on his back. The boys stared at the ceiling as their breathing returned to normal. Remus turned his head sideways.
“How was it?”
“Wicked,” answered Sirius with a huge grin on his face.
“Yeah,” agreed Remus.
“Good for you, too, then?”
Remus nodded.
“I’m ace at this sex thing, aren’t I?” asked Sirius.
“Hmm, you’re getting there,” replied Remus.
The two looked at each other and burst into laughter. They were laughing out of relief more than anything else. They were glad to have gotten through their second official sexual experience without messing it up, and they were even happier to have enjoyed the sex much more the second time around.
“I stained your sheets,” confessed Remus.
“I’ll get my wand and wash it out, don’t worry,” Sirius assured him. “Come on.”
Sirius stood and helped Remus to his feet. He fluffed the pillows, performed a quick cleaning spell, and motioned for Remus to lie down. He then lay beside Remus and pulled a blanket over them. Both rested on their backs without saying anything.
After a while, Sirius cleared his throat. “Moony, I’m sorry about what happened earlier.”
Remus looked at him.
“You put up with a lot from me, don’t you?” inquired Sirius.
“I do, but if putting up with you means getting to do what we just did, then I’ll put with anything,” said a beaming Remus.
Sirius snickered. “Good night, Remus.”
“Good night, Sirius.”
Written for dogdaysofsummer
Prompts: 20 and 21
Title: The Discussion
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,614
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns all.
Notes: Part of series that chronicles the summer when Sirius moved into his flat.
Summary: Sirius and Remus argue and then make up.
Previous: July 1&2&3, July 4&5, July 6, July 7, July 8&9, July 10, July 11, July 12&13, July 14&15, July 16, July 17, July 18, July 19
July 21, 1978
“Feeling better?”
“Yeah.”
Sirius Black and Remus Lupin sat on the bed in Sirius’s bedroom. Two days ago Remus had experienced his monthly werewolf transformation and had spent the previous day recovering at home. As soon as he’d arrived on Sirius’s doorstep that evening, Sirius had smothered him in kisses and slowly dragged him into his bedroom. He fluffed the pillows to make the bed more comfortable for Remus and then insisted that he lie down. Remus, used to Sirius fussing over him after every full moon, did as he was told.
“Got enough rest?” asked a concerned Sirius.
Remus nodded. “You were there. It wasn’t that bad, right?”
“Right,” replied Sirius quietly. He, James Potter, and Peter Pettigrew had agreed to help Remus every month even though they were no longer at Hogwarts. Without the Shrieking Shack, Remus’s three friends met outside the underground shelter that the Lupins had built in their garden when Remus was first bit. As soon as Remus’s mother went back inside the main house, the boys picked the lock and let themselves in. Although Remus’s animal form didn’t hurt itself as much when the Marauders were there, Sirius still absolutely loathed that his friend experienced what he did.
“I wanted to see you yesterday.”
“You should’ve come by. I would’ve liked that,” said Remus.
Sirius rubbed Remus’s bare feet as Remus sat against three large pillows.
“Would your mum have let me?”
Remus smiled. “Of course she would’ve. You’re always welcome at our house, Sirius.”
Sirius stopped rubbing and kept his eyes on Remus’s feet. “I thought she didn’t trust me around her son.”
Remus didn’t say anything. He knew what Sirius referred to. A few days ago, Remus had told Sirius that Mrs. Lupin was wary of Remus spending too much time at Sirius’s flat. He also knew that he shouldn’t have said anything about it, but Remus couldn’t seem to hold back when he was around Sirius.
“You haven’t talked to her yet, have you?” asked Sirius, still not looking at Remus.
Remus sighed and said, “Sirius, it’s not that easy.”
“To talk? You just open your mouth and say words,” said Sirius, finally looking at Remus.
“Look, I know I said that she was-that she understood this choice-my choice, but we don’t talk about it. In fact, the only time we’ve talked about it was the day that I told both of them about it. But that’s it. And the only reason she said what she said about you was because I told her that you got a flat,” explained Remus.
“Can I ask you something, Remus?”
“What?”
Sirius sighed deeply. “If your mum or dad told you to stop seeing me, would you?”
Remus opened his mouth in disbelief but didn’t say anything. Sirius stared at him.
Finally Remus said, “I can’t believe you’re asking me that.”
“Me neither.”
Remus bent his knees and rested his arms on them. “No, you fucking wanker, I wouldn’t. I don’t know what you think but I do. The way you feel about me, I feel about you. Exactly like that. And I want to be with you regardless of what anyone says. I’m here, aren’t I?”
Sirius said nothing.
“But I’m also not going to be pressured to do something I’m not ready to do yet,” continued a stern Remus. “It’s not just my mum, Sirius. I make my own decisions too. I told you I’d move in but I also said I’d tell you when, and that should be enough for now. Let’s not talk about it again.”
Sirius, toying with Remus’s toes, uttered a low Sorry.
Remus crawled to the end of the bed where Sirius sat and kissed his boyfriend. “I’m sorry, Rem,” said Sirius sincerely.
Remus kissed Sirius again. An eager Sirius embraced Remus and pulled him on top of him, both sets of legs dangling off the bed. They kissed ardently, their smashed mouths giving leeway to their probing tongues. Abruptly, Remus stopped and stood up between Sirius’s legs. Facing Sirius, Remus unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. As Remus unbuckled his belt, Sirius caught on and began undressing as well. Once they were naked, Remus fell on Sirius again and kissed him. He moved his mouth from Sirius’s lips to his chin and down his throat. Sirius moaned loudly as Remus’s very wet lips touched his nipple. Sirius reached down and grabbed Remus’s cock. Remus immediately removed Sirius’s hand.
“Wait, wait,” he whispered.
“Shit, can’t, Remus,” replied Sirius hoarsely.
Remus pulled himself up and stood. Sirius sat up in frustration. “What?”
Remus leaned in and whispered in Sirius’s ear.
“Yeah?” asked Sirius. Remus nodded with a smile. Sirius stood and lifted the mattress a bit. He removed a small bottle and then set the mattress down again.
Remus chuckled. “You hide it under the mattress?”
Sirius nodded. “In case James comes by, or your mum.”
Remus took the bottle from Sirius’s hand, opened it, and squeezed some into his hands. He slightly rubbed his hands together and then slathered the gel onto Sirius’s thick cock.
“You sure?” asked Sirius. “You don’t want to switch and keep James guessing as to who does what?”
Remus laughed. “Let’s just try it again.”
Remus slowly turned around and lay face down across the bed. Sirius hesitantly moved behind him.
“Um, are you sure you want to do it like this?” Sirius asked.
“I think it might feel better this time,” came Remus’s muffled response.
Sirius stared at Remus’s smooth back and swallowed nervously. He and Remus had had sex for the first time only a few nights ago. Since they hadn’t done it since, this was still a relatively new experience for Sirius. Last time, Sirius wasn’t sure if it had been as good for Remus as it had been for him (though Remus had said it was). This time, Sirius wanted to ensure that they both enjoy it. Maybe then, reasoned Sirius, they could do it more often, and he would stop being so nervous.
Sirius hovered over Remus and gently kissed his back before putting his hand in between Remus’s legs. He heard Remus’s breath escalate. Biting his lip, Sirius pushed his cock into Remus. His eyes rolled back as he felt all the blood rush to his cock. Sirius knew this incredible feeling would never get old.
“You okay?” he asked in Remus’s ear.
Remus, his head resting sideways on the bed, tensely said, “Move. Now.”
Sirius's arms were on either side of Remus as he thrust once, twice, and then three times. He paused to catch his breath before he thrust again.
Beneath him, Remus gasped as Sirius pushed into him. Remus felt less pain than he had the first time. As soon as his body became used to this, Remus reasoned, he would stop feeling uncomfortable. It did feel good, though, as Sirius pressed into him and his cock rubbed against the mattress. He suddenly reached for Sirius’s right hand.
“Give me your hand,” he whispered through ragged breaths.
“Huh?”
Remus grabbed the hand and guided it downwards. He placed his boyfriend’s sweaty hand on his throbbing cock. “Touch me.”
Sirius, panting hard and fast above him, stroked Remus’s cock as he continued to move inside him.
Remus held on to the grey sheets and gritted his teeth as he asked, “Feel good?”
Sirius’s breathing was loud and hot in Remus’s ear as he groaned his reply.
“Now, how-how can you say, ah, I don’t, ah, want to be-be with you?” asked Remus, his words coming out between wheezes.
“Won’t. Ever,” uttered Sirius, his voice breaking.
Sirius thrust faster and stroked harder, his mouth pressed to Remus’s ear. Hearing and feeling Sirius against him finally undid Remus, and he came intensely all over Sirius’s hand and the sheets. He slowed his breathing as he felt Sirius rapidly approaching his own climax. Sirius let go of Remus’s cock and held on to his shoulder as he cried out and came in trembling spasms. Remus shifted a little, but Sirius held on to him.
“Hold on,” he said as he carefully pulled out of Remus. He flopped back onto the bed and sighed.
Remus too lay on his back. The boys stared at the ceiling as their breathing returned to normal. Remus turned his head sideways.
“How was it?”
“Wicked,” answered Sirius with a huge grin on his face.
“Yeah,” agreed Remus.
“Good for you, too, then?”
Remus nodded.
“I’m ace at this sex thing, aren’t I?” asked Sirius.
“Hmm, you’re getting there,” replied Remus.
The two looked at each other and burst into laughter. They were laughing out of relief more than anything else. They were glad to have gotten through their second official sexual experience without messing it up, and they were even happier to have enjoyed the sex much more the second time around.
“I stained your sheets,” confessed Remus.
“I’ll get my wand and wash it out, don’t worry,” Sirius assured him. “Come on.”
Sirius stood and helped Remus to his feet. He fluffed the pillows, performed a quick cleaning spell, and motioned for Remus to lie down. He then lay beside Remus and pulled a blanket over them. Both rested on their backs without saying anything.
After a while, Sirius cleared his throat. “Moony, I’m sorry about what happened earlier.”
Remus looked at him.
“You put up with a lot from me, don’t you?” inquired Sirius.
“I do, but if putting up with you means getting to do what we just did, then I’ll put with anything,” said a beaming Remus.
Sirius snickered. “Good night, Remus.”
“Good night, Sirius.”