I have to say, I'm quite pleased with this chapter. Let me know if the feeling is mutual or not :D I also have to say though, some of you lot don't seem too fond of reviewing XD No matter! Disregard my whining! The reviews I have received have convinced me that quality is indeed better than quantity ;) They are much appreciated! I'm glad so many of you have been kind enough to fave or alert this story. I do appreciate you all very much, despite my ridiculous whining :)

PS: I seem to be having a brief love affair with italics lately. The big chunks are usually small memories but you'll probably be able to tell. Don't worry, it probably won't last long :)

I also tried to make the scene (;P) between Sirius and Remus more lighthearted and humourous; I was hoping for a slightly more realistic feel to it as apparently in my fics the characters tend to change too much during a sex scene. I tried to make it shorter too. I think I got carried away again though. It's all Remus and Sirius' fault for being SEX BEASTS. XD So I'm not too sure how it ended up. Please let me know what you think!

Chapter 4

Sirius hated lavender.

It was a ghastly smell. It smelled harsh and overpowering and like his mother. Fucking ghastly. Lily had meant well when she'd placed the little bowl filled with dry lavender on their table – or he hoped she did anyway. She'd said it was to make the place more welcoming, more homely. He wrinkled his nose. It was his and Remus' new apartment, it was their table, it should have been their smells too. It should have smelled like both his and Remus' different colognes and deodorants that Padfoot had noted on many occasions mixed together wonderfully. It should have smelled like his hair conditioner, Remus' old, dusty books and Remus' favourite Belgian chocolate. It should have smelled like them but it didn't. Not yet. And until it did he knew it wouldn't smell like home.

Restless, he shoved his hands deep into his pockets and wandered around the tiny apartment aimlessly. He fingered his set of the pair of muggle keys to the apartment as he looked around at the minuscule kitchen.

"I know saying this is pointless, but don't lose them, okay?", Remus' chiding voice said as he handed him the dull, silvery keys.

"Why do we have to have these? We're wizards; one charm for a million keys", he'd whined – quite rightfully so too.

"Remember, this is a muggle building so we have to act the part. Which means no obvious use of magic that the muggles will notice".

Sirius smiled at the small but bright golden flower shining amid the deep green leaves of the plant currently basking in the sun on the kitchen windowsill. It was obviously magical, probably visible to nosy muggle neighbours but it was beautiful and he'd never seen one quite like it. It had been a house – flat – warming gift from Lily and James (probably mostly Lily). He didn't quite remember the name but he remembered Lily telling him about it.

"It's infused with both yours and Remus' hair. That same flower will grow little bit by little bit until both of you die".

He'd snorted.

"That's a little dramatic, don't you think?"

"The right word is romantic, Black. Just look after it and look after each other and it will continue to grow".

Wordlessly he raised his wand, watching thoughtfully as water gently poured from his wand and into the pot of the plant. He smiled at the bright flower which was probably visible from the apartment across the street too. Ah well, the neighbours would be seeing far worse than a magical flower if they had the misfortune to peek in their windows. Sirius smirked. Yes, indeed, he had big plans for this apartment. In fact, big plans concerning a notably attractive werewolf and the kitchen floor, the kitchen bench, the living room table, the old, worn couch, the living room floor, the hall, the walls – all of them – and he didn't think he could even start on the bedroom and bathroom yet...ah, the list could go on forever. Together for three months now and nothing more than a few clumsy, hurried gropes here and there. It was killing him.

He sighed, leaning against the kitchen bench. Speaking of said attractive werewolf, he was taking his sweet time. He'd said he had to grab the last few boxes from his parent's place and that he'd be right back. Probably found a good book he hasn't seen in a while, Sirius mused glumly.

Oh the woes of shacking up with a bookworm.

Said bookworm then decided to make his presence known at that exact moment, the sound of keys turning in the lock of the front door alerting Sirius to his arrival. Sirius poked his head around into the hall.

There he was, large box perched precariously on one thigh and gripped tightly under one arm as he pushed the door shut behind him with one foot. Oh and lo and behold, a large book under his other arm.

Sirius rolled his eyes affectionately.

"More books, Moony?"

"It's just the one. One more can't hurt".

Sirius snorted, thinking of the feeble, rickety bookcase in the lounge room holding all of Remus' numerous books. If you were standing near it when it collapsed, one more book certainly could hurt. But he didn't say it.

This was their apartment. It would be their bookcase crumbling to the ground, their mistakes, their accidents, their memories. That was enough for him.

He watched Remus carefully lower the box to the ground, lining it up with the others, their contents identified as Remus' by the neat, 'Remus' books', or 'Remus' clothes' written on the side, and Sirius' identified by the scrawl of, 'My shit', on the side.

"I guess we can unpack all this stuff later", Remus mused out loud, looking guiltily at the group of boxes that were somewhat blocking the entrance of the hall to the lounge room.

"Much later", Sirius agreed whole heartedly, feeling no guilt whatsoever.

It was strangely uncomfortably silent as Remus seemed to survey the group of boxes with great interest and Sirius lounged against the wall watching him.

"So", Remus cleared his throat awkwardly, "You hungry?"

"Not really".

"Well...we have this this whole apartment to ourselves. What do you want to do now?"

Here it was. Finally, what they'd been waiting for for three months. Privacy. Time. Together.

As Remus' brown eyes met Sirius' grey ones, twin evil grins simultaneously split their faces.

Then they were running, laughing breathlessly as they both tripped on the same box, stumbling but not falling. Remus was ahead of Sirius and was almost at the bedroom door when arms wrapped tightly around his middle, making him let out an embarrassingly less-than-manly cry of surprise and excitement. The arms drew him back securely against the chest shaking with laughter behind him. He was laughing too as he leaned back against the sturdy body, laughter slowly fading as he twisted his neck to press his lips to Sirius'.

"Alright, you caught me. Now what?", he murmured, smiling again.

"I don't know yet, but you've always said that I have a good imagination", Sirius smirked back at him before leaning down to kiss him again. For the first time since they'd started dating, they weren't thinking about who might interrupt them because no one would. The thought thrilled them both and Remus found himself twisting his body around in Sirius' arms to face him and kiss him more thoroughly. Hands fisted in clothing and in hair, lips parted and tongues slid together with an intensity they hadn't experienced before. Sirius pulled away slightly, leaving a breathless Remus feeling weak at the knees as he first kissed his cheek, moved down to his jaw and then further down to the bared neck, mouthing and tonguing the smooth skin.

"Shit...you're good at that", Remus admitted breathlessly as his breath hitched noticeably when Sirius sucked gently on his neck.

Talented, elegant hands tangled in Sirius' hair and he moved back up for another kiss...but stopped at the look on Remus' face. It was a look of...distaste? Confused, he raised his eyebrows. That was not the expression he'd been hoping for.

"I smell lavender", Remus clarified, nose wrinkling, "I hate lavender".

Sirius gaped at him stupidly for a few seconds.

They were obviously meant for each other.

Sirius continued to gaze at him with wonder before exclaiming with a straight face, "Do you know that I fucking love you, Remus Lupin?"

Remus laughed, not quite understanding but not caring.

"I think I've gathered that much", smiling as he added gently, "But I'll never tire of hearing it".

"Is that a challenge?"

"I believe it is. Now, Monsieur Padfoot – to the bedroom where you can show me how much you fucking love me".

Never one to back down from a challenge and ever the dramatic git that Remus always bemoaned he was, Sirius swiftly bent down and hoisted his new flat mate over his shoulder. Laughing at the protests and the cry of, "Your shoulder is bloody – ah! – bony!", he burst into the bedroom and quite unceremoniously threw a very disgruntled Remus Lupin down onto the bed. He landed with an ungraceful 'Umph' and a worryingly loud creaking of the old bed springs. Raising his eyebrows at the suggestive sound of the bed, Sirius smirked and suggested, "How about we keep the bed for now, maybe only for tonight?"

They should transfigure a new one as this one was old, creaky and the thought of how many other bodies may have slept on it was disturbing, but the loud, suggestive squeaking sound of the springs was a bit of a turn on.

"At least change the mattress. This one smells", Remus complained, wrinkling his nose again.

Sirius silently agreed, taking his wand out, giving the mattress a hard look for a second before flicking his wand and muttering the spell. The old mattress transfigured into a soft, lush bed, complete with black covers and sheets. Smiling in approval, Remus leaned back, grinning when the bed springs still creaked loudly in protest. His grin was mirrored by Sirius as the grey eyed wizard imagined Moony's long, pale, naked body stretched out on the dark sheets.

This was going to be a good night.

Wordlessly, Remus reached up, pulling Sirius forward as he sought to pull off his robes. Sirius helped, yanking the robes over his head and tossing them to the floor as he already started on the shirt and jeans he'd worn beneath the robes.

Why on earth had he worn so much damn clothing today?

He pulled the shirt off quickly, and the jeans soon followed, despite him fumbling with the button and zip. Remus watched avidly, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he slowly drank in the sight of Sirius' glorious skin being revealed piece by piece. Sirius made to pull down his briefs but Remus' hands pulled his away and pulled him forward, towards the bed. Then Remus' hands were there, cool and firm on his hips and Remus' warm and then quickly cooling breath was ghosting sensually over his stomach.

It was torture. Pleasurable torture, but torture all the same.

And then it was Remus' lips and tongue doing the torturing, mouthing Sirius' firm stomach before moving to his left hip to leave little red marks where he nipped him.

Sirius' breath was coming faster but he didn't notice and wouldn't have cared. The only thing that mattered was that that talented, beautiful mouth never stopped touching him.

Oh, Merlin, then Remus' scorching tongue was slowly dipping into his navel and Sirius groaned, feeling his cock swell and lift. Remus hooked his fingers in the waistband of the briefs and gently tugged them down. He flicked a look up at Sirius who could only look back helplessly, silently begging with his eyes.

Remus was new to this; Sirius could tell by the way he'd jerked back slightly at the first taste, but he was a quick learner and a damn good one too. Not to mention enthusiastic. However, it was clumsy and messy and Remus didn't end up fitting much of it in as he gagged quickly, unused to the feeling. But surprisingly, Remus didn't seem to feel too much embarrassment, his lips and tongue working dexterously to find the places that made Sirius' head spin. Soon, the only sounds in the room was the soft sucking sounds from Remus' mouth and Sirius' curses and groans. It was a sweet, sweet melody.

Smiling, Remus pulled back, looking up at Sirius with reddened lips, a decidedly smug smirk and Sirius couldn't help but feel both disappointment and anticipation. He chuckled weakly, "You're really living up to that promise about making my life a living wet dream".

Remus grinned back, pulling Sirius down to face him.

"You have no idea, Padfoot".

Remus' answer left him breathless and starving for more. He hurriedly helped Remus pull off his robes, chuckling as the light brown hair was left thoroughly tousled and distinctly...un-Remusy.

He forgot all about that however, when he was pulled down to kiss an almost naked Remus.

Almost naked?

Can't have that.

Sirius slid cool fingertips down Remus' sides, relishing the way his torso flinched and quivered in quiet laughter.

Ticklish?

Sirius snickered.

Then Remus was done laughing as Sirius attempted to pull his briefs down. Ever the helpful, sympathetic one, Remus took pity on him as he struggled, leaning back, lifting his hips up and allowing Sirius to push Remus' last defence down to his ankles.

Sirius leaned back to get a good look.

Remus was thin, no longer scrawny as he had been in their fifth year, but bones still too prominent. He was too pale as well, his body positively blinding against the black bed and the white lattice of scars marring his body were quite noticeable. But somehow when all of it was brought together, it made one beautiful picture. There was elegance in Remus' long, pale limbs and strength interwoven into the white scars. Also, the white of his skin darkened as it descended beneath the dark brown, wiry hair, finally reddening to make quite an eye catching piece. And by Merlin, did he have a magnificent arse. Sirius couldn't quite see it right then but recently he'd been admiring it enough to imagine what it would look like with nothing covering it. And boy, was it nice. Despite being thin in limb and torso, Remus had filled out rather nicely in his nether regions, the gentle slopes and generous curves frequently giving Sirius the urge to smack it while also catapulting him into some rather graphic daydreams. Perhaps he'd tell Remus about those daydreams sometime. Or even better: show him.

He grinned but felt it fade as he turned his attention to Remus' face.

He looked nervous, twitchy, face bright red, brow furrowed and that lovely mouth quirked down slightly as he appeared to be fighting the urge to cover himself from Sirius' intense gaze. He'd almost forgotten how self-conscious Remus was – especially when it came to his scars. Sirius leaned forward quickly, seeking to reassure as he gently pressed his lips to a particularly jagged scar below Remus' collarbone.

"You're bloody gorgeous, mate", he murmured truthfully, gruffly, hoping he didn't sound like too much of a poncy poof. Never mind the fact that he was naked and in bed with his boyfriend.

He frowned at the derisive snort from said boyfriend and slid a hand up a lightly haired thigh before roughly grabbing the semi-erect cock that he'd been admiring only moments before.

"I fucking mean it. You're gorgeous", Sirius insisted, pleased that Remus wasn't arguing anymore as his hand slid up and down the burning shaft.

In fact, Remus had apparently forgotten how to speak, his jaw hanging slack and his face pulled into the most beautiful, erotic expression.

Sirius retracted his hand regretfully and pushed Remus flat onto the bed more roughly than he'd meant to. He made to apologize but before he could, Remus' hands were in his hair, pulling him down to kiss him just as roughly. Sirius smiled in wonder against the lips.

They were equals here. They could each give as much as they got.

He'd never had that before and it was sending thrills through his body. He pressed himself against the deliciously warm lips and body beneath him and temporarily lost the ability to breathe. Naked, burning skin slid over similarly enticing skin, the shock and pleasure Sirius was feeling reflected in Remus' expression as he gazed up at him, deep eyes filled with wonder.

"Sirius", Remus whispered automatically, arching his back and shutting his eyes, prompting Sirius to lean down and kiss him soundly. Grunting in what sounded like frustration after a few seconds, he pulled away from Sirius' mouth, eyes unfocused as he reached down between them to adjust their cocks so they slid against each other.

"Shit!", Sirius panted, hands clutching at Remus' skin as his hips jerked roughly in surprise.

"Yeah, I know. Keep going", Remus murmured, a wonderful dreamy smile on his lips as he arched up against Sirius again.

A few more moments and Sirius had to pull away, wanting to do more than just finish thrusting against each other like that. It certainly felt good but there was something else that he'd heard and read about that he'd like to try – actually he'd been dying to try since he'd noticed what a lovely arse Remus had, one fine morning in their sixth year.

Remus frowned up at Sirius as he sat back. Grinning roguishly, he cast one more appraising look over Remus' body before leaning down to kiss the inside of one of two slightly parted thighs. Instinctively, the legs spread wider as Sirius kissed his way upwards, leaving a cooling trail of saliva and shuddering, pleasantly flinching skin in his wake. He could feel Remus' intent gaze on him and in response he ran his lips up the burning, erect cock in front of him. It was an interesting and not unpleasant sensation but more pressing was the way it made Remus' eyes shut tight and his head fall back. Perfect. Now there would be no protests against what he was planning because Remus would only feel it when he actually did it. He exchanged soft lips for a scorching tongue, running it from root to tip and tried not to smirk at the wonderful little sounds Remus was making. Satisfied that Remus was appropriately distracted, Sirius stroked feather-light touches over the split between the two white cheeks before gently pushing between to find Remus' entrance. He'd circled his finger around the small, puckered entrance only once before he felt Remus tense and freeze beneath him.

"And who said you'd be the one doing that?"

Sirius smiled at how he could hear the raised eyebrow in that tone, "Oh, come on, Moony. You know you want it".

Remus snorted, still not looking down at him but Sirius noted with a grin that he didn't deny it.

Taking this as permission to continue, he started moving his finger again, still slowly, still gently. In the past three months he'd been curious enough to undertake a little bit of research regarding the current activities he was hopefully about to undertake with Remus. In other words, shagging. Or more precisely, blokes shagging and how to do it properly. He'd even bought a book: Wizards Who Love Wands. He'd purchased it, head held high and infamous Black coldness in his gaze, daring the shopkeeper to laugh or sneer at him. She hadn't. She'd given him a once-over and a cheeky, "Happy reading, sir", but nothing more. And it had been happy reading too. Not only had it gotten him hard on a number of occasions but it had also provided useful information and tips that a beginner would need. And now it was time to put those information and tips to use.

Sirius scrambled off the bed, throwing a reassuring grin back at a slightly dazed and surprised Remus as he bent over his discarded clothes. Rummaging desperately, he couldn't help but think that it had never been so fucking difficult to find the opening to a pocket before. Finally, his wand was in his hand and he flicked the silent summoning charm in the general direction of the hall. There was an odd ripping sound as the summoned vial tore through cardboard as it escaped from one of Sirius' boxes, whizzing through the open bedroom door to be caught deftly in Sirius' hand. He crawled back onto the bed, ignoring Remus' quizzical look and settling once again between the spread legs.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing", Sirius muttered, pouring the clear, slippery liquid onto his fingers.

"Why doesn't that reassure me?" Remus retorted as he watched Sirius accidentally spill some of the liquid, dribbling the slimy lube down Remus' thigh.

Wet fingers circled once more around the tight entrance, "You'll be pleased to know that I actually did research for this".

Remus' eyes fluttered in surprised pleasure as the finger sent tingles racing through his skin, even as he smirked, "I see you've deemed this to be at least at Marauder mischief level of importance then, rather than schoolwork level".

"Even higher. I read a whole fucking book, Moony. Of my own will too".

Remus laughed breathlessly as the devious finger continued to circle teasingly.

"For me, Padfoot? I'm flattered".

Sirius smiled in response, finally deciding that Remus was ready as he carefully pushed the tip of his finger inside the tight heat. Remus gasped, face contorting as he struggled to adjust.

"Relax, it'll feel better soon, I promise", Sirius murmured, stilling his finger as he allowed Remus time to adjust. Remus' muscles slowly relaxed around Sirius' finger and Sirius pushed it in further, trying not to let his impatience or guilt show as Remus tightened around him again.

"Merlin, feels weird", Remus whispered between hitched breaths, arching his back involuntarily as his body sought to get away from the intrusive object.

"Do you...want me to stop?", Sirius whispered back, guilt at Remus' pain overtaking the curiosity and lust.

"No, no, keep going", Remus deepened his breathing and flashed the anxious Sirius a small smile, "It's starting to feel a little better".

Sirius obeyed, pulling his finger out a little and pushing it back in a little faster. Remus' eyes slid shut and his face relaxed slightly as his body opened up a little more to Sirius, his hips rolling leisurely against the thrusting finger.

Sirius' brow furrowed, loving the way Remus was responding but still searching for that little thing that would really make Remus' head explode. He curled his finger upwards slightly and Remus went rigid, back arching, fingers clutching desperately at the sheets and mouth wide open in a silent cry of pleasure.

He guessed he found it.

"Told you that I knew what I was doing".

Remus could hear the smugness in Sirius' voice but Merlin's hairy balls, he couldn't have cared less. All that mattered was that Sirius keep doing that.

"Then keep doing it. Don't stop!".

Sirius, happy to oblige, added another finger and waited for Remus to relax again before he began looking for that spot again. And there it was, Remus growling and cursing, his hips jerking and back arching off the bed. Fuck, he was beautiful.

Sirius removed his fingers and wiped his still slippery hand over his cock twice, shuddering at the feeling. He leaned over Remus, one elbow resting beside his head while the other positioned his cock at Remus' entrance.

"You okay?", he asked breathlessly, searching Remus' face for any doubt or regret. He found none. Only a sharp slap to his hip as Remus groaned, "Just hurry up and do it while I'm still young".

He grinned, leaning down to gently nip a reddened bottom lip as he slowly, carefully pushed inside.

"Oww, oww, owww!"

Sirius stopped immediately at Remus' shout of pain. Remus hastily pushed at his shoulders and he leaned back, slipping out of him as he did so with a worried expression on his face, hoping, praying that he hadn't made him mad enough to not want to try this again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-".

"You didn't do it right", Remus interrupted impatiently, grabbing the vial and tipping a more than generous amount over his hand. He stroked Sirius' burning cock with the same hand, satisfied only when the lube dripped from it.

"Try again", Remus ordered, laying back down and grabbing a cushion to shove under his hips. Surprised but incredibly glad that Remus was being so understanding, Sirius obeyed, leaning over him again.

"Lift my legs up higher and more apart", Remus ordered some more, surprisingly unabashed as he told Sirius exactly how to shag him.

"Yeah, like that".

So bossy.

But Sirius obeyed every word, lifting Remus' legs up and around his biceps, gripping the thighs securely. Remus reached down between his own legs to grasp Sirius' erection and guide him to his entrance again.

"Try again. I'll tell you when to stop".

Sirius smirked at the pure bossiness but continued to obey, pushing in past the resisting muscle and instantly coming to a stop when Remus said so. It worked like this. Boy, did it work. Sirius bit his lip viciously as he fought not to thrust even a little bit more than Remus could take. But the way Remus clenched and slid around him was maddening; he'd never experienced anything so tight or so hot. Finally fully buried inside of him, Sirius admitted, panting, "Sorry, this isn't going to last long".

"Mmm, that's okay", Remus mumbled distractedly, eyes dazed and unfocused, "I'm not going to either".

The sweat was dripping down Sirius' back and sides and he shook with the effort it took to hold still.

Desperation obvious in his voice, Sirius groaned, "Can I...?"

He received a fervent nod and a small "Yeah", and that was all he needed.

His hips ground back and forth, thrusts small at first but quickly increasing in speed and force as the pleasure mounted. Remus' face contorted beautifully as he struggled to not let the sensations overcome him. Soon, his head jerked back roughly and he let out a strange but sweet sound, letting Sirius know exactly where to aim.

Frustrated with only being able to touch Remus' legs (though very nice legs they were), Sirius hoisted them over his shoulders and slipped one hand down to Remus' hip while the other steadied one of Remus' thighs. This new angle worked and Remus told him so with moans and curses and fingers digging into his shoulders. Sensing that his orgasm was speeding towards him with more force than a herd of angry hippogriffs, Sirius reached between Remus' hips to fist his cock, enticing the most amazing noises from those beautiful, parted lips. The bed springs were squeaking and creaking noisily and the noise mixed beautifully with Remus' cries and moans, his own grunts and their heavy breathing. Everything was slowly melding and blurring together, his hips slamming back and forth and Sirius was gasping out helplessly, "Moony, I can't, I can't, I'm going to-".

Before he could finish, Remus arched his back violently, fingers clawing at his shoulders and back as he let out a deafening, strangled scream. Vaguely, Sirius registered that it was his name that Remus had screamed, but he was distracted by the way Remus was clenching convulsively around him and the subsequent tingles racing through his whole body. He rammed deeply back into the shuddering body beneath him and shouted and grunted his release as his hips jerked and bucked uncontrollably.

The world was blurred and far too bright as he opened his eyes again. Holy fucking Merlin. He slowly, tiredly lifted his head to grin in lazy disbelief at the wonderful, wonderful man beneath him. There was water gathered at the corners of Remus' dazed eyes, probably from how tight he'd shut his eyes, and his breath was still coming in sharp gasps.

Grunting, Sirius carefully pulled out of him and gently slid the legs off his shoulders before collapsing on top of the sweaty, sticky body beneath him. Remus groaned as his body adjusted from the position and stroked a shaky hand through Sirius' sweaty hair.

"Monsieur Padfoot, that was...commendable", Remus smiled at the snort that came from somewhere in the vicinity of his chest before adding truthfully, "Bloody amazing".

"Wasn't it?" Sirius smiled back, feeling languid and sleepy as he listened to the still frantically beating heart beneath his cheek.

"Mmmm", Remus lazily murmured his agreement, fingers gently brushing over the angry red welts on Sirius' back and shoulders.

They were both slipping into a deep sleep, wrapped around each other, warm, well fucked and in absolute privacy. It was bliss.

BANG BANG BANG.

They jerked awake from their doze.

"If that's James at the door I'm going to hang him out of the window by his cock".

BANG BANG BANG.

Remus groaned as he heard as he heard an unfamiliar voice shout from the front door, "Would you two bastards stop fucking for a second and give everyone some peace and quiet?"

Sirius burst into loud, unabashed laughter.

"I guess we forgot the silencing charm".

Sirius then laughed some more as Remus covered his bright red face with his hands, his horrified murmur muffled.

"That's the first impression we make on our new neighbours?"

"Well at least they know our names now; you sure screamed mine loud enough".

Remus swatted him on the back of the head but allowed himself a snicker as he heard footsteps retreat from the front door.

Sirius, chuckling, settled back down on Remus' chest as he grinned evilly, "But we'll give them an encore later – just in case they forget". Remus groaned but couldn't hide his smile as they settled back down, snuggling together, the world outside quickly forgotten as their hands locked together.

Things weren't perfect and they had their problems, but they also had each other.

Yeah, they were going to do just fine.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO

Stupid ending. Ah well.

Argh! This chapter is too long! How is it that I have absolutely no self control when it comes to these two? Please forgive the unnecessarily long smut scene!

I still think Remus is more realistic as top. He is a werewolf after all: he'd get those aggressive, dominant urges and he seems more controlled and steady...but I can't help myself. XD It's just cuter when he's bottom. Conversely, when Sirius is bottom I seem to get more flames. To those ridiculous flamers who were cowardly enough to attempt to insult me anonymously on other stories so I couldn't reply, I laughed heartily at your stupidity and saved the flames so I could laugh at them some more later. Perhaps on a rainy day when I'm doubting my abilities as I writer, I will read those flames and be comforted that at least I could never be as pitiful as you. Cheers!

In other news, dudes and dudettes, I definitely need to improve on the writing of smut. I suppose that just means practice. And plenty of it ;D I'm planning a dom!Remus one soon so look out for that ;P

Reviews, alerts and faves (and even flames) are appreciated immensely! Thanks everyone for taking the time to read my fanfic. YOU'RE AWESOME!