Chapter Six: Necking and Neckties
Rating: Teen :(
Word count: 474
Summary: Remus and Sirius are now in the common room. Now the touching begins (yay!).
Author's Notes: Sorry for the wait. It seems that the fates have been conspiring against me. I've suffered a computer related wrist injury, writer's block, and bad internet connection. But it's up now! Yay! Shout out to grammarslash who let me borrow a computer.
"Password," said the Fat Lady as Remus and Sirius approached.
Sirius stood confidently in front of the portrait and opened his mouth to answer. No sound came out of his mouth. Obviously, he had forgotten the password. "Uh … Remus, help me out here."
Remus let out a frusturated sigh. They were so close to the dorm room, and Sirius, like always, had to slow things down. "The password is nephilim."
"Well, how is someone supposed to remember something crazy like that?" Sirius grumbled as he stepped through the open portrait hole. Remus followed swiftly behind him.
He had barely gotten out of the passageway when Sirius began to discard his clothing. He had kicked off his shoes and removed his robes. Remus hoped that he was going to remove more items of clothing, but it was in vain.
Sirius flopped down on the couch nearest the fire, and placed his feet on the table. "Moony, you look tense," Sirius said, loosening the buttons of his shirt. "C'mon, relax a little. I promise I won't tell anybody if you loosen your tie."
Remus gave an exasperated snort, "Oh, I wouldn't want anyone to find out." He removed his robes and sat next to his friend, his eyes carefully avoiding the patch of bare skin.
Sirius rolled up his sleeves and put his hands behind his head, stretching. Remus watched hungrily as Sirius' shirt rose up, revealing the little trail of hair leading to his bits. Remus forced himself to pry his gaze away. He firmly planted his eyes on the fire.
"Whatcha thinking about, Moony?" Sirius asked, his eyes half-closed.
"I'm just thinking about fire," he said quickly, before realizing that that comment made him sound like a pyro. "I mean, it's interesting to watch."
"Uh-huh," Sirius said, not really playing attention. "You know what I'm thinking about?"
"Um…" Remus said, giving it some thought, but nothing came to mind. "I don't know."
Sirius opened his eyes and sat up. "I'm thinking about this." Sirius moved in and pressed his lips onto Remus'.
Remus tensed up. This couldn't be happening, but it was. He instantly relaxed and began to kiss back. Sirius rested his hand on Remus' inner thigh, making him jump slightly. Sirius pulled back and looked at Remus with a quizzical look on his face. This was not a good look. Remus grabbed the back of Sirius' head, pressing their lips together.
Sirius leaned forward, causing Remus to lean against the arm of the couch. Sirius moved his lips, outlining Remus' jaw line. He moved his lips onto Remus' ear, playfully gnawing on it. Remus let out a whimper of pleasure. He ran his fingers through Sirius' wavy locks, relishing the feeling.
Sirius moved down Remus' neck, nibbling as he went down. He stopped and looked up, "Remus, this tie must go."
Author's Note2: Next chapter smut! Hurrah!