Hiya! Last chapter of this tiny smut-fest. Hope you enjoyed it. I'll be posting some Christmas one shots soon. If you'd like to check them out, pop me on alert as I'm not quite sure if it'll be this week or next week that I'll post. Cheers to all who've reviewed - particularly those wonderful anonymous reviewers that I can't thank personally. And ta to all who have alerted or favourited this fic.

If you like threesomes and don't mind a mix of het and slash, I posted a gift for purplepanties a few days ago called 'A Fitting Farewell'.

For DragonDi - whom I would marry if it were legal and if I swung that way. :-) Bless you for your extensive knowledge of how to correctly use a hypen and your equally as extensive collection of David pics.

WARNING: Shagging like bunnies...er...puppies.

Disclaimer: Alas! 'Tis not mine! It doth belong to the fair maiden Rowling.

Chapter Four

When they awoke an hour later, they were knotted together in the middle of the bed. They lay in a comfortable silence for several minutes, relishing the reality of being in each others arms. Remus, face in Sirius' hair, felt the brunette's finger tracing the myriad of scars on his chest. He squirmed a little - not from Sirius' weight on him, which he actually liked a whole lot, but rather because he had never been at ease with his friends seeing the scars that decorated his body. He and Gideon had always been together in the dark, despite Gideon's assurances that he wasn't turned off at all by the marks. Sirius had seen them before, of course he had, but touching them like this…such intimacy with the most disliked part of his body was something Remus had never experienced.

Sirius' Divination skills must have been more well developed than Remus realised as his finger stopped moving and he shifted to look up at Remus.

'You can't be worried about your scars with me, surely?'

'How do you do that?'

'What?'

'Read my mind?'

Sirius chuckled and kissed him on the roughened jaw.

'You forget that I spent three years watching you more closely than a dragon handler watches a Hungarian Horntail…I know you, and the way your body tensed just then gave you away.'

'I know you've seen them before - the scars - but…well, it was in a very different situation…'

'I hadn't just had your dick in my mouth?'

Remus let out a huff of laughter and wrapped his leg around Sirius'. 'Something like that.'

Sirius slipped his leg between Remus' thighs and lowered his head to kiss the large bite mark on Remus' upper arm before he flattened his hand on the werewolf's shoulder and dragged it slowly over his marked and puckered chest.

'I think you are beautiful, Remus.'

The simplicity of Sirius' words and the obvious sincerity woven through that one sentence touched Remus' heart and made him ache with longing. He was speechless and all he could do was allow Sirius to catch his lips with his own and kiss him deeply, thoroughly; giving over control - for a moment at least - to the other man.

They were quiet - Sirius returning to his intimate exploration of Remus' scars with gentle fingers and soft lips while Remus breathed in the scent of the Animagus, stroking the raven locks that tickled his cheek. It was surprisingly asexual - instead the touches were comforting and reassuring.

All good things must give way to practicalities though, and Remus moved first, untangling his limbs from the other man's then padding across the hall to the bathroom. When he returned, he searched for his clothes, finding his boxers before he leaned over and kissed a complaining Sirius on the forehead and telling him he'd order some takeaway. Sirius stopped whinging and sat up, rubbing at his eyes.

'Pizza?'

'I was thinking Chinese.'

'Fish and chips'

'Indian.'

'Moony…'

'Padfoot…'

'Pizza.'

'Alright then.'

Sirius grinned at his victory then stretched, huffing out a laugh when he saw Remus pause in pulling his boxers on to watch his limbs elongate and muscles tighten.

'See something you like, Mister Moony?'

'Indeed I do, Mister Padfoot.'

'Mmm, so do I actually.'

Sirius' gaze lowered to Remus' groin, grinning when the werewolf's flaccid member began to harden before his eyes. Remus made an embarrassed noise and went to pull his underwear up, but Sirius yelped out, 'Stop.'

Remus froze, staring uncomprehendingly at Sirius who flushed, but kept his eyes fixed on Remus' lower body.

'I want to watch. I've never seen it…' He added a tilting hand gesture. 'Not from that to…that.'

Remus groaned. 'Fucking hell, Padfoot.'

'Just a few seconds.'

'That's all you'll need to finish me if you keep talking like that.'

Sirius smirked and stood up, his own cock semi-erect, and walked over to stand in front of Remus, eyes not shifting. He reached forward and stroked a finger up the shaft from base to tip, smiling softly as the eager phallus jerked and swelled and Remus moaned softly.

'You really do have a nice cock, Moony.'

There was a moment of silence then Remus' body hit his with a twack sound and the impact carried them both back onto the bed. Remus straddled Sirius and pinning his hands by his head as he stared down at him with a feral glint in his eye.

'How hungry are you?'

'Desperate. Not for food though.'

Remus snorted and lowered his mouth to Sirius' neck and nipped him lightly.

'Cheesy, Padfoot.'

'Effective?'

Sirius rolled his hips and their hard cocks rubbed together, sending waves of pleasure through both men.

'Very,' Remus gasped out before Sirius got an arm free and reached up. He buried his hand in the hair at the nape of Remus' neck and pulled his head towards him, halting before their lips could meet.

'Are you going to show me what Gideon taught you?'

Remus frowned then the corner of his mouth turned up.

'Are you jealous?'

'Well, if you'd told me you were a poof years ago…'

'You are jealous.'

'I'm fucking green, mate. Prewett popped your cherry. It should have been me.'

Remus closed the couple of inches between their faces, leaning in until their lips were mere millimetres apart.

'Does it count that I was thinking of you? That I was wishing he was you?'

Sirius felt as though he'd caught fire, every inch of his skin burning in awareness as the werewolf gazed down at him with hungry eyes. His breathing became ragged and he ached for Remus to fill him, to be deep inside him. His voice was hoarse when he could finally speak.

'It counts.'

He lifted his head and caught the other man's mouth with his. Remus groaned and pressed him back onto the bed, letting Sirius deepen the kiss until it felt as though they were one entity, that they'd melded together. Their heads swam, but neither wanted to stop. They rocked against each other fluidly, mouths and hips setting a fast but rhythmic pace.

When Remus eventually pulled away, Sirius gasped, 'I'm ready. I want you in me.'

Remus' jaw tightened and he closed his eyes. Sirius felt the long, lithe body on top of him tense as the werewolf fought for control.

'You can't…you…just…don't say things…like that. Not unless you want this over before its begun.'

'Please, Remus.'

'Padfoot…' Remus kissed him and stroked his fringe away from his face tenderly, recognising his lover's urgency. 'Alright, but there are some practicalities we should deal with. First, do you want me to bottom for your first time?'

The thought of being inside Remus made the world go fuzzy around the edges and Sirius blinked several times before his eyes cleared.

'W…what do you…usually do? With…Gideon.'

Remus flushed a little at Sirius' dark tone when he mentioned Remus' former lover. 'I normally…top, but I have bottomed and I like it too.'

'You'd…bottom for me?'

'I'd do anything for you.'

Sirius paused for a moment then shook his head.

'No.'

Remus appeared surprised by his certainty and frowned.

'Are you sure?'

Sirius smiled and nodded.

'I have waited three years for you to take my virginity, Remus. So quit talking and fuck me already.'

Something inside Remus snapped - his self control perhaps - and he muttered, 'Sweet Merlin, Sirius,' before kissing Sirius hard and fast. After a minute, he pulled away, panting and reached over the edge of the bed to Sirius' side table.

'Any lube?'

'There's a tube at the back.'

Remus fumbled and finally found the half-squeezed tube, returning to hover over Sirius.

'Last chance to back out.'

Sirius grinned. 'Why the hell would I want to do that?'

He pulled the werewolf down on top of him, then rolled so their positions were reversed before giving Remus what only could be described as a thorough snogging. Remus eagerly participated and their hands ran all over each other, unable to get enough. When they were both gasping for air and desperate for release, Remus wrestled Sirius back onto the mattress and kneed his legs apart before reaching for the lube with trembling hands.

'This will feel a bit strange - I have to…prepare you or it'll hurt like a bastard…'

'I've…done it to myself before.'

Remus fumbled the tube and blinked down at the brunette.

'You have?'

Sirius flushed but nodded and Remus smiled.

'You horny dog. You liked it?'

Again Sirius nodded and this time Remus' grin was wicked as he leaned over and whispered in Sirius' ear.

'A cock feels better.'

Sirius shivered and made a strangled sounding noise. Remus chuckled and squeezed out some of the lubrication onto his fingers. Some of his nervousness seemed to dissipate now that he knew this wasn't entirely new to Sirius, and he lowered his hand past the brunette's tight sac and pressed two fingers firmly against the entrance to his body. He hesitated a moment and Sirius frowned, arching up. Remus smiled at his obvious frustration, and Sirius cursed loudly at his teasing before gasping as a long finger entered him. He had done this before so the physical feeling of being stretched wasn't unfamiliar, but knowing it was Remus inside him, that the other man was stretching him in preparation for his cock…

Sirius bucked against Remus' hand, encouraging him to go faster. Remus moaned a little and inserted another finger, thrusting and scissoring them quickly as his tolerance wore thin.

'Remus…'

'Hang on.'

He adjusted his angle, searching, and as his finger brushed the small bundle of nerves hidden deep inside the other man, Sirius' eyes snapped open and he sucked in a sharp breath.

'Fuck.'

'Good, yeah?'

'Oh, yeah. Shit…'

Remus stroked the sweet spot a few more times then Sirius started muttering almost incoherently, hand moving to tug at his dick. His long, tortured moan was too much for Remus and he pulled his fingers out of Sirius' back passage and grabbed the lube. He impatiently rubbed some of the cool emollient over his cock then leaned over and kissed Sirius fast.

'Roll over. It'll be easier for you.'

Sirius nodded, shifting so he was on his hands and knees, arse in the air. He was shaking quite badly from nerves and anticipation. Remus felt the tremors and tried to slow down.

'Sirius…we can stop if you like or…'

'Don't you fucking dare!'

'Alright then.'

Remus dragged back Sirius' hips until his groin was pressed against the other man's arse. He rocked once, making Sirius groan loudly, then positioned himself. The head of his cock slipped with little resistance into Sirius' body, the other man finding the movement caused a slight burn rather than pain. Remus heard Sirius' little intake of breath and felt him tense a little. He rubbed the brunette's lower back soothingly.

'Take a deep breath then let it out slowly.'

Sirius filled his lungs then as he released the breath slowly, Remus pushed into him, completely inside him by the time his lungs were empty again.

'Fuck. Fuck. Gods, Remus…'

'Ok?'

'Bloody hell, it's fucking fantastic.'

Remus smirked then withdrew until only the tip of him remained in Sirius then, when the other man moaned pleadingly, he slid slowly back into him. Sirius whispered a curse, then as Remus repeated the teasingly slow roll of his hips over and over, the brunette decided to show Remus how dominant his submissive could be. He grasped the rail of the bed head to give himself something to push off, then ground himself back onto Remus' cock. The werewolf growled, low and rumbling, and Sirius moaned, knowing that Remus was losing control. Remus was shaking as he began to plunge into Sirius hard and fast, his hand moving to fist Sirius' cock in sync with his pounding thrusts.

Sirius was close when he heard Remus cry out loudly, 'S…Sirius!' and warmth filled him as the werewolf jerked behind him, hands bruising on Sirius' hips. He collapsed onto the other man's sweaty back, panting, then quickly sat back up and pulled out of Sirius.

'Padfoot, shit…you didn't…'

'That was fucking incredible, Remus.'

'Shit. I'm sorry, Sirius. That doesn't happen very often - I'm not that quick…

Sirius grinned as the werewolf fell onto his back beside him

'Just my incredible sexiness…who could blame you for being overwhelmed?'

Remus smiled and reached between Sirius legs, wrapping a hand around the Animagus' erection and squeezing.

'Well, I can think of a way to deal with this problem. Your turn, Sirius. I want you to come inside me.'

Sirius' cock throbbed and he grinned, no wasting any time arguing as he shifted his slightly aching body between Remus' legs.

'Lube?'

Remus ran a hand over his own flaccid, but sticky cock then stroked Sirius' hard shaft.

'That's good enough. Fuck me.'

Sirius muttered something inaudible and leaned forward, pressing his cock against the pucker under Remus' sac as he kissed the werewolf who whispered against his lips,

'You won't hurt me. Do it.'

Sirius didn't waste another second, pushing hard and sliding easily into the other man. He was gasping by the time he filled him, almost climaxing from the sensation of Remus' tight channel embracing him.

'Fuck, Moony. Why didn't you tell me it was like this?'

Remus let out a sound that sounded like a half laugh/half moan as Sirius withdrew and thrust again, burying himself to the hilt. Remus reached up and pulled his face down to his, kissing him roughly and sending Sirius over the edge.

'Mine!' he grunted, biting Remus' lip as his orgasm hit. He slammed into Remus once, twice more as his head spun and colours burst behind his tightly closed eyelids. With a long groan, he fell onto Remus' chest, panting hard. He felt Remus' arms come up to encircle him and made a contented noise, turning his head slightly to press his lips to the warm, salty skin under his mouth.

'Yes.'

Sirius lifted his head when Remus spoke and looked curiously at him. Remus smiled and repeated himself.

'Yes. I'm yours. I've always been yours.'

Sirius grinned and slid up the werewolf's sweat-slicked chest to kiss him.

They settled in for the day, Sirius finding some packets of chips and tins of baked beans in the closet to eat as they were now too hungry to wait for a pizza, and they curled up together, kissing and fondling. Once all the food was gone, the kisses and touches gradually became less playful and more purposeful and Remus could feel Sirius beginning to grind his hips against his leg. Remus pulled back from the eager lips and smiled cheekily.

'Has your curiosity been satisfied, Padfoot? Or do we need to do it again?'

Sirius smiled, recalling his words of the night before, and straddled Remus' hips.

'You know, I think it's going to take a lot longer to answer all my questions about being with a man.'

He leaned down and kissed Remus' chest.

'Days.'

Lips pressed lower, to the werewolf's navel.

'Months.'

Remus moaned as he felt that wet tongue lick his hip.

'Years.'

Sirius nuzzled Remus' erection with his cheek then blew a hard blast of air over the tip. When Remus swore, he looked up with dark grey eyes and smiled at him.

'In fact, I might need a lifetime to satisfy my curiosity. You up for that, Moony?'

Remus smiled and nodded.

'Definitely.'

Yes, I sliced the cheese thick there. Review anyway?