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Love in Motion

Roald Dahl Event: Snuffles and Truffles (write about Sirius Black)

Word Count: 600

A/N: I swear it's a lot more innocent than it sounds.

"Look at him," Sirius groans, deflating slightly. "He doesn't even care that we're in the room!"

James rolls his eyes, shaking his head. "You can't keep Remus from his one true love, mate," he laughs. "Besides, it's pretty innocent. Really, it's sort of sweet."

"I can't wait to have you inside me," Remus groans. The gentleness fades from his eyes; there is nothing but passion and longing in his gaze now.

"That's… Um…" Peter glances between his friends, seemingly at a loss for words.

Sirius lets out a whine. It's not fair. Remus only ever talks to him like this. He knows he shouldn't be jealous, but he can't help it. Remus is supposed to be his.

"You're bigger than what I'm used to," Remus murmurs, fingers brushing over the object of his affection. "Let's go ahead and get you out of all those wrappings. You know I need you completely bare for this."

Still, Sirius enjoys the way Remus talks. Even if it isn't directed towards him, the desire is so familiar; it stirs feelings inside him. He inches closer to the edge of the bed. "Yeah, baby," he encourages. "I know you can take it."

Peter clears his throat. His eyes widen, jaw going slack. He takes a step closer to the door, but he seems unable to look away from the scene unfolding before his eyes.

"Is he going to put the whole thing in his mouth?" James asks quietly.

"Just watch," Sirius says, waving a dismissive hand.

Once Remus' love is stripped and exposed, Remus leans in. His tongue glides along the sweetness, swirling in a slow, calculated pattern.

"I taught him that trick with his tongue," Sirius announces proudly.

"Please don't make this weirder than it already is," Peter mumbles.

"I don't think he can handle it," James says. "Do you see how big it is? It's the size of my forearm!"

"Oh, he can handle it," Sirius assures him. "He can handle it like a champ!"

Remus seems to lose interest in the teasing quickly. Sirius chuckles. Remus has always been too eager; he doesn't know how to go slow and just enjoy it.

Sirius watches as Remus slowly takes the first inch into his mouth. The satisfaction in his lover's eyes is too beautiful. It doesn't matter that he isn't the one giving Remus pleasure; Sirius only cares that he's happy and content.

"So good," Remus groans, the words muffled as he takes a little more in, his eyes finding Sirius', deliberately teasing him now.

"It's bad manners to talk with your mouth full," James calls with a laugh.

Sirius squirms. It's maddening to watch. He feels his self control slowly wearing away. Unable to take it anymore, he climbs to his feet and moves closer, rubbing Remus' back. "You're doing great, but, uh… Maybe I could help you with it," he says, his voice quivering longingly.

Remus bites off a piece of the giant chocolate bar, chewing it and quickly swallowing. "No way," he says. "You know I don't share my chocolate."

"I bought you the damn thing, so it's technically mine. Just accept my assistance and quit being a stubborn idiot."

Remus scowls before sliding his tongue over his lips, licking away any traces of chocolate. "It was a gift, so it's mine," he says. "Now, can I please enjoy myself in peace?"

Sirius grumbles. By now, he's learned that some fights just aren't worth. His posture slumps as he stalks back to his friends. Though it would be much more enjoyable to join it, but watching is still pretty fun.