Memorize
Rated: PG-13, maybe …
Summery: Yet another verson of the first kiss … (SxR)
A.N./ I have way too many of these things. I can never make up my mind on how they could get together. This really isn't how I think things would be, mind you. Just one of those things you gotta get out of your system, I guess. Short drabble. Enjoy anyway.

"Sirius, can I talk to you?"

"Sure." I say, rolling over in my bed to fully look at this beautiful creature before me. When had I fallen in love with Remus, I wonder? He looks so soft in the afternoon light, and for the first time I was glad James had a detention to serve without me.

"Well," he says as I stand in front of him, arms crossed (hoping to deafen the sound of my heart in my chest). Why does he look so nervous?

"Well," he repeats, looking down at his feet. With one quick amber gaze, he closes the space between us.

His eyelashes are soft against my cheek, like small whispers of devotion, of love, of eternity ... His sweet breath touches my lips. I had never realized how much I wanted this moment to become reality.

The butterflies in my stomach would never stop beating and my hands would not end their shaking. My heart pounded in my chest as he moved closer to me. He stops short, lips only feathered against mine own. He reaches up to move the pads of his fingers along my jaw line, almost making me shiver in my anticipation. "Sirius …" he whispers before he presses those full lips to mine.

Bliss.

Rapture.

He presses softly, tilting his head to the side to allow full access for the inevitable. My fingertips touch the edge of his fawn hair before they plunge into the warm confinements of soft tresses, bringing the kiss deeper. His hands move to my broad shoulders, sighing as he opens his mouth to dip his pink tongue against my bottom lip.

I part my mouth slightly and his soft, wet tongue fringe between my lips hesitantly. I thrust my own in his mouth, catching him of guard. He gasps at the full contact. Bolder now, he moves that powerful muscle across the inner depths of my mouth. I am fully enthralled in this act of contact shared between us. He digs his fingers deeply into my shoulder as I run my fingers through his hair, fully knowing that it would drive him mad. Reaching our own crescendo, we tilt our heads away form one another, gasping for air, clinging to each other.

After catching our breath, he leans forward, nuzzling my neck, sighing. I breathe deeply into his hair, marveling at how wonderful it smells. Fresh and subtle. I cradle his narrow hips comfortably as he wraps his sinewy arms around my shoulders. Our height is perfect; we fit together.

"Remus …"

"Shh … Please, just … let me memorize you."

I can go for that.