Disclaimer: People, places, things, objects, creatures, characters, and everything else is J.K . Rowlings. Lyrics are from Taylor Swift's song "The Way I Loved You."
A/N: I think I said that there was only five parts, I was wrong. There is six parts to this story, and here is the final instalment. If you are familiar with my other stories you probably know what this one is all about, not to mention that little M in the bar up there has to be for a reason. Full on Boy on Boy in this chapter, if you don't like then why are you still here? I hope you all have enjoyed my little Valentine.
Comin' Undone
And now I,
I miss screamin', and fightin', and kissin' in the rain
it's 2am and I'm cursin' your name
I'm so in love that I acted insane.
And that's the way I loved you.
"You think it's that easy?" James asked as he walked in on Remus moments after Sirius had drawn him into yet another hungry kiss. "Two months you've been with that boy, and you turn around and jump back into this shit-head's arms."
"Geez Prongs," Sirius scoffed at the new nickname he had earned. "Missed you too." He stepped away from his new found lover, and started pushing his best friend, his brother out the door. He didn't care that they hadn't spoken in two months, they would always keep the bond they had created. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to shag my mate. Out you go." He explained as he continued to push the quidditch captain out the door. James moved as though he was going to turn around, and start arguing about the new situation again. Sirius kept a tight grip on him so that he could not interrupt Remus and him any longer then he already had. Peter appeared in the doorway, but two dark looks from Sirius and James had him scampering back down the stairs. Sirius finished pushing James out the door, and slammed it in the boys face before he could turn around. With a powerful locking spell put on the door, he turned back to his lover. "Now, where were we?"
"Right about here," Remus answered as he drew Sirius back to him, and started leading the animagus to the bed they used to share. Sirius turned them when his legs hit the bed so that he could lay Remus out below him. Remus whimpered at the change in his plans, and Sirius laughed into their kiss. Everything was slow, so that they could savor each moment of their reconnection. Buttons were undone, instead of ripped like they had done on too many occasions to count. Kisses were pressed against each bit of skin they could reach, tongues traced patterns between freckles and scars. Hands glided across skin as though trying to relearn each dip and rise in the other body. Sounds of whimpers and sighs and, Sirius' favorite, begs were drawn out as they played each other like a musical instrument they had perfected years ago.
When Sirius had Remus bare before him he trailed kisses down his wolf's body until he reached the spots that made Remus beg the most. The chants of "please, please, God Sirius, please," filled his ears, and he kept up his teasing as he waited for Remus to tell him what he needed. "Suck me, Sirius, suck my cock," was the order he finally received, and with the skill of a Chinese Water Torturer Sirius traced the sides and vein of his lover. More begs were whimpered, and eventually a more fierceful order was commanded, and Sirius took his lover into his mouth slowly. He kept of his skillfulness of taking his time with drawing Remus to that place the werewolf so very badly wanted to go. For a moment Remus tried to take control, but Sirius backed off when he couldn't get it back. Remus relented to the wonderfully pleasant torture that his lover saw fit to put him through. With a shout though Remus came, and Sirius greedily swallowed everything the werewolf gave him.
"Did you ever let him do that?" Sirius asked after the kiss Remus had given him as the werewolf hunted down every bit of where their tastes mingled together had relaxed into soft kisses. Remus shook his head against Sirius' shoulder, and Sirius' kissed his temple in a silent thanks. Sirius was a fierce and ferocious bad-ass most of the time, but there was a side of him that he only had ever let Remus and James see. A side that had vulnerabilities, fears, and heartbreak. Remus knew that he was only and completely Sirius', and nothing had ever changed that. Only one had ever touched him in ways that made him beg for more, and that was the boy of whose arms he was relaxing in. With one last sigh, Remus started heading to return the favor.
Sirius stopped him though. "No," he answered Remus' unspoken question, "I want you to do something for me." Sirius brushed his hand down Remus' arm until he reached the werewolf's wrist, and controlled his arm enough to direct his hand to his entrance. With the wand they had kept on the headboard, Sirius cast a spell on Remus' hand that made his fingers slick. "Have you only wanked to get off these last few months?" Sirius asked when Remus' confused expression had only increased. With a smirk, Remus shook his head in answer. "Show me what you've done, show me what you've pretended I've done. It has been me right? It's been my name on your lips right?" With a shudder Remus nodded his agreement to the assumptions, before he started to prepare himself for his lover.
"God you're beautiful," Sirius told the boy that was straddling him as he not only got himself to slid onto Sirius, but also kept dropping Sirius' name like a benediction as pleasure rippled through his body. "Are you ready love," he asked as he drew his hand down Remus' back until his hand met with Remus', and when Remus pulled out he pressed into test how well his lover had down for them. Feeling that Remus was ready, he guided his wolf's hips to the tip of him, and while he lifted his hips Remus dropped his, bringing them together. A collective breathe passed between them as they felt the connection, the filling that was their bodies joining together as one. Just as slowly as everything else, they moved together as they worked towards finding that place of utter bliss in each others arms. As they fell over that edge, Sirius repeated his repentance for the actions that had caused them to be separated for much to long. Remus waited until the chant of "I'm sorry" had fallen off of Sirius' repetition of "I love you," before he seconded the promise.
Remus Lupin had the greatest guy, the best of friends, the perfect grades, a coveted position of leadership. Remus Lupin was loved, and he loved, and everything was as it should be. For that was what Remus Lupin, the boy that's life had been changed drastically at too young an age deserved, happiness.
Breakin' down and comin' undone And that's the way I loved you.
it's a roller coaster kinda rush.
And I never knew I could feel that much.
And that's the way I loved you.
Never knew I could feel that much.
And that's the way I loved you.
A/N: I am to write it as you are to read it. I am to post it as you are to? If you said review you are correct. Please tell me what you thought of my little story hear, and then yell at me and tell me to get back to working on Lost. I don't listen to myself, but maybe I'll listen to you.