Sex Pistol, Chapter Six
Title: Sex Pistol, Chapter 6
Genre: AU (Non Magic), Romance/Humour and MWPP
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters/ Pairing: Remus Lupin/ Sirius Black, Lily Evans, Dorcas Meadows, Alice Mayapple, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew
Rating: This chapter is rated NC-17
Spoilers: None really
Summary: Punk guitarist Remus Lupin was never a big fan of the popular band The Marauders, but with a chance like this, how could he resist?
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, characters belong to JKR and co.
Warning: This chapter contains vivid sexual scenes between men.
A/N: Is this story consuming my brain? No. There's a perfect reason why I've bought torn up jeans, studded boots and a chained leather jacket. I just don't know it yet >.>'''
Beginning of story is here
>~~~~<
"You sure you don't know who Remus is doing the dirty with?" Alice asked through the bathroom door. Unable to wait until Lily finished washing excess dye from her hair, Alice had settled for getting information whilst Lily finished up her shower.
"I told you already, every time I ask he gets really defensive tells me it's none of my business." replied Lily, turning off the water.
"But we're sure this is the same guy right? Not a bunch of different blokes like always?" It took a moment for Lily to reply to Alice's queries this time. Soon, the bathroom door swung open and the steam hit Alice. Lily was standing only in a towel, with another wrapped around her head and Alice moved so Lily could walk by.
"He kind of acts the same every time he gets a message yeah? Also, I took a look at his mobile when he was busy and the texts all are coming from the same number. Unless Remus has stared whoring himself out in an orderly manner and this is a pimp's command, it must be the same guy." Lily explained as Alice followed her to her bedroom door. Alice waited outside once again as Lily closed off the room to dress.
"But if you saw the text you saw the bloke's name."
"Dunno, it just said SB. At least, I've never heard of SB as a first name. He really doesn't want us to know who it is and knew we'd snoop."
"But why doesn't he want us to know? There must be something wrong."
"Remus doesn't have to tell us every tiny detail of his life. He's allowed to have some secrets." Dorcas, who had been listening in on the conversation from the living room, called out.
"Yeah but secrets mean there's a reason you don't want someone to know something. Why wouldn't he want us to know about this guy? This is a big deal. Remus doesn't shag exclusively and that's what it's starting to sound like. What's wrong with the bloke? Something is happening. I called Remus a few days ago and asked if he wanted to take a few hits and he said no! Remus never says no to any kind of drug."
"Well you have a point there. Same thing happened to me." Lily observed. In truth, she was also dying to know what was going on with Remus but knew better than to press him any further.
"See!"
"Maybe he just hasn't been in the mood?"
"You don't think Remus really is whoring himself out, proper-like with a pimp and all?"
"No, Remus enjoys sex to much to actually charge for it." Lily assured Alice as she opened the door fully dressed but with a towel still wrapped around her head.
"You sure there aren't any other clues as to who this guy is?"
"Well..." Lily bit her bottom lip in thought, crossing her arms and leaning against the doorframe. "This may sound a little odd but sometimes when he comes back, he smells fancy."
"Huh?"
"He smells fancy. Like he's been showering with expensive soaps and flowers and all that. It's sort of a gentle smell. Before he would smell like weed or crap deodorant after a shag. You remember."
"So the guy's rich?"
"I don't know! Remus refuses to say anything about it."
"But you agree that this is big, right? Is Remus settling down with some sugar daddy? He wore his studded boots!"
"I made that thing about shoes up! Besides, it's only been a week." Dorcas explained, poking her head into the hallway. "I'm sure he'll go back to his strumpet lifestyle once we start the tour."
"I bet the only reason he's not telling us is because he's embarrassed at enjoying sex with one person so much. He's bound to have a good reason. You're worrying over nothing." Lily said confidently. Although Alice didn't fully believe them, she let the topic slide.
>~~~~<
Panting heavily, Remus let out an exhausted laugh out of sheer delight as he and Sirius slumped against the door. They sunk down to the floor but found it a little difficult to get comfortable because of their trousers still rolled down mid-thigh. Remus gave Sirius a few kisses that were more tongue than lips before speaking.
"That's quite the greeting."
"Sorry. Just been. So fucking horny." Sirius admitted in between biting Remus' jaw and the stars on his neck. They quickly shifted so Remus was on top. Rubbing their spent cocks together, Remus moaned as Sirius gripped his arse with both hands.
"That's fine by me."
In the end, Sirius decided to solve his issue with what the consequences of shagging Remus were by ignoring having to think about it. But the more he tried to ignore the feel of Remus' skin or how amazing it was to come in his mouth- Sirius found himself wanting Remus more and more. So of course a majority of the past week was spent fucking. As stupid as it sounded, Sirius was starting to think he was addicted to Remus (or at least the sex) because all he thought about during his Remus withdrawals was the next time they would see each other.
For some reason though, Sirius woke up that morning with a slightly clearer mind (most likely because he didn't have a hangover for once). Deep down, he knew that just simple fucking when one had the time shouldn't feel so addictive or be the main event of a morning, afternoon or night. As much as Sirius tried to ignore what was happening, the idea of being found out started to gnaw at the back of his head. He needed to at least talk about what would happen when he left next week and keeping one's mouth shut. He dreaded the possible fit Remus would throw when he heard Sirius was just going to up and leave.
Unfortunately, discussing the finer points of being discrete was a little difficult when Remus sucked on Sirius' earlobe like that.
"I-I want- shit. Fuck Remus."
"What do you want?" Remus seductively whispered into Sirius' ear, almost making him forget the reason he asked Remus to visit. It took all of Sirius' self will to push Remus away.
"I want to talk with you."
"What?" asked Remus, confused at the question. He sat up straight so he was straddling Sirius.
"We really need to talk about us." Sirius continued, determination in his eyes.
"Starting to get bored with me huh? Don't tell me you're breaking up with me." joked Remus, though there was a look of concern bordering panic in his eyes.
"No, I- wait, you're not getting bored with me are you?" asked Sirius, even more worried than before. He tried to wriggle out from under Remus but failed. When Remus finally crawled off of him, Sirius pulled up his trousers and stood up.
"The sex is nice and you offer room and board. What's there not to like?"
"Well that makes me feel better." Sirius mumbled with a note of irony in his voice. He watched as Remus followed his lead to pull and do up his own trousers.
"So what's on your mind then?"
"I'm leaving next week."
"Oh, that it?"
"Is that it?" Sirius repeated, shocked at Remus' shrug. He watched as the man walked towards the kitchen. It took a few moments for Sirius to register that Remus was not upset when he had been building up the idea that the punk would hold a sort of grudge at the sex withdrawal. Though for that to happen, that would mean that they had a proper relationship between them...which obviously they didn't. Shaking his head, Sirius followed Remus and found him sipping a beer while leaning against the fridge.
"You aren't upset? I'm going on tour with Frankie Long."
"Who's that?"
"An old friend of mine. My band is opening for him in Europe for almost six weeks."
"Good for you. We're only doing a four week tour." Remus congratulated him and toasted him with the beer bottle before taking another sip.
"You're leaving as well?"
"Yeah, next week too. Coincidence huh?"
"Oh..." Sirius was speechless and frankly quite confused at what had just transpired. Remus didn't mind that he was going to be gone for six weeks and was also going away for four of them. He also didn't seem to think he needed to warn Sirius. Though they weren't actually dating were they, so there wasn't a need to plan these things out? Not knowing how to handle the situation, Sirius just grabbed Remus' bottle and took a few gulps from it. He really needed to be drunk at the moment because his sober self didn't know what to do. When he was drunk, he didn't have to think too hard about things. Which was probably the reason he'd been drunk most of the past week.
"If we're lucky, maybe we'll be in the same town for a night. I could visit you if you wanted." suggested Remus, walking up to Sirius and slipping his hands under the other man's shirt. The first reaction at the feel of those warm, gentle hands was to lean into them. With a smirk, Remus pulled Sirius towards him. Sirius suddenly had the image of his legs wrapping around Remus' naked waist. The image and touches caused his cock to twitch but it all suddenly stopped once the image suddenly had James walking in on it.
"Uh, that's another thing I need to talk to you about." Sirius put down the beer bottle and removed Remus' hands. "You haven't told anyone about us, have you?"
"No, why? You want me to?"
"No! I mean no I'd rather if you didn't tell anyone about me...and you. About us seeing each other. You won't will you?"
"I haven't told anyone yet and I won't if you don't want me to. You have my word on that. As much as my word is worth at least." Remus assured, still not offended from Sirius' preference. A large weight was lifted up from Sirius' shoulders and he sighed in relief. Remus watched him, amused.
"Thanks."
"No problem," shrugged Remus, going back to moving his hands under Sirius' shirt. Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus' waist and pulled him closer, feeling a little less anxious about what they were doing. Noses lightly dusted one another and they started to give each other small kisses on the neck and face before letting their lips meet. Remus rubbed his thumbs lightly over Sirius' nipples when their beer tinged tongues started to shift against each other slowly. Shivering, Sirius moved his hands down to undo Remus' trousers again. Remus moaned when he realised what Sirius' hands were doing and retaliated by rolling up Sirius' shirt. Both recognised the cue and broke apart to undress. Sirius watched hungrily as Remus wiggled out of his tight trousers and pulled his shirt over his head. Within 30 seconds, they were both naked.
"I was serious about meeting up if we were in the same city." Remus said, nibbling on Sirius' neck as Sirius slowly backed him up against the fridge. He bit Sirius' sternum lightly before grabbing the back of his head and dragged their mouths together. The kiss started to become rougher as their tongues fought in between bites and nipping lips. A loud moan penetrated the air as Sirius pulled one of Remus' legs up and around his own waist so they could push their groins against each other a little more easily.
"Suppose we'll just have to wait and see." answered Sirius in a voice nearing a growl. With one hand on Remus' lifted thigh and the other on his hip, Sirius started to push their cocks together even harder, enjoying the rattle of bottles from the fridge every time Remus' back hit the door. Their desperate cries grew louder and Remus started to thrust back. Once both their cocks were painfully hard, Sirius pulled away. Before Remus could protest, Sirius was on his knees and took all of Remus into his mouth. He didn't give Remus time to process what was happening. A choked off cry was pried from Remus' mouth with a good, hard suck from Sirius. Soon, short breathy words of encouragement spilled from Remus' mouth as he clutched Sirius' head, thrusting in and out.
"Oh god, yeah. Please don't stop." Remus groaned, tightening his grip on the back of Sirius' head. Knowing it was a sign that he was getting closer to the edge, Sirius sucked a little bit harder. The thrusts stuttered and Remus came with a grunt.
Closing his eyes and leaning back against the fridge, Remus tried to even out his breath and not think about how he lasted a pathetically short amount of time. By trying to come down after his orgasm, he didn't notice Sirius had let go of his cock and was working on his own. Stuttered gasps from Sirius brought Remus' attention back down to where Sirius still kneeled, running his hand up his length.
Getting down on his knees, Remus grabbed Sirius' head in both of his hands and pulled him forwards. Sirius was a little surprised and stopped moving his hand for a moment as their lips touched. Tasting himself on Sirius' tongue made Remus groan again as he reached for Sirius' still hard cock. Rubbing some pre-come on his hand, Remus roughly rubbed his hand up and down Sirius' cock. The pace grew faster and faster until Sirius also came, moaning into Remus' mouth.
Feeling Sirius come onto both their stomachs and chests didn't stop Remus kiss. Moving their arms until they encircled one another, they slowly moved backwards until they lay together on the cold floor. The longing kisses turned back into pecks and Sirius settled his face in the crook of Remus' neck, completely content for the time being.
>~~~~<
Sirius woke up about a half hour later, still lying on the kitchen floor, but alone. Something like this should have bothered him but in the short period of shagging Remus, he had learned the punk enjoyed exploring the flat when Sirius was still asleep. Nothing had been stolen yet so Sirius didn't see the harm in it.
Standing up with a slight moan of pain, Sirius almost regretted not dragging Remus towards the bedroom this time. He certainly regretted taking a nap on the kitchen floor and thought he could feel bruises starting to form on his knees.
Noticing that Remus wasn't in the living room, he made his way towards the bedroom but stopped when he heard the sounds of an unplugged electric guitar coming from the studio. The door was ajar so Sirius walked in.
Sitting on the sofa by the soundboard, Remus had taken down one of Sirius' many guitars and was trying to work out a tune. When he realised Sirius was watching him, he looked a little ashamed.
"Sorry...I can put it back if you don't want me to touch it." Remus started to move the guitar back to its place on the wall but Sirius waved it off. Though, he was amused to see that Remus had put on the same red silk boxers he always did when he stayed over at Sirius' for more than one shag. It was a good thing Sirius had them washed.
"What are you trying to play?"
"Teenage Kicks by The Undertones. Trying to remember what the progression was. We decided a couple hours ago to play it on the tour. I tried to open up your computer but there's a password."
"Oh, here," Sirius walked over to his laptop which was sitting next to Remus and put in his password. Once it finished booting up, he quickly pulled the song up on his iTunes and played it. With a genuine smile, Remus listened and started to work out the chords while Sirius pulled another guitar off the wall to play his own little made up solo. For the next hour they played guitar together, creating their own melody versions of the song, playing off of each other and joking. Soon that one song turned into just trying to out do each other's solos (Sirius won though Remus refused to admit it). Amplifiers had been pulled out as well as brand new pedals and effects units until a sea of chords and electronic devices surrounded the studio couch.
Three hours later, Remus started to complain of an empty stomach and Sirius was shocked to see how much time had elapsed. It had been the longest the two hadn't shagged when they were awake and within a five metre range of one another. It was also the most fun he'd had with the punk.
These thoughts and what it might have meant ran through Sirius' mind as he began putting up all the equipment they'd pulled out. Suddenly, all of Sirius' thoughts flew out of his head when Remus returned from ordering a take out. The punk pushed Sirius back onto the couch and straddled him all while singing his own version of Teenage Kicks. Sirius chuckled as Remus placed kisses on his stomach and hips in between lines as they waited for the food to arrive.
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Genre: AU (Non Magic), Romance/Humour and MWPP
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters/ Pairing: Remus Lupin/ Sirius Black, Lily Evans, Dorcas Meadows, Alice Mayapple, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew
Rating: This chapter is rated NC-17
Spoilers: None really
Summary: Punk guitarist Remus Lupin was never a big fan of the popular band The Marauders, but with a chance like this, how could he resist?
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, characters belong to JKR and co.
Warning: This chapter contains vivid sexual scenes between men.
A/N: Is this story consuming my brain? No. There's a perfect reason why I've bought torn up jeans, studded boots and a chained leather jacket. I just don't know it yet >.>'''
Beginning of story is here
>~~~~<
"You sure you don't know who Remus is doing the dirty with?" Alice asked through the bathroom door. Unable to wait until Lily finished washing excess dye from her hair, Alice had settled for getting information whilst Lily finished up her shower.
"I told you already, every time I ask he gets really defensive tells me it's none of my business." replied Lily, turning off the water.
"But we're sure this is the same guy right? Not a bunch of different blokes like always?" It took a moment for Lily to reply to Alice's queries this time. Soon, the bathroom door swung open and the steam hit Alice. Lily was standing only in a towel, with another wrapped around her head and Alice moved so Lily could walk by.
"He kind of acts the same every time he gets a message yeah? Also, I took a look at his mobile when he was busy and the texts all are coming from the same number. Unless Remus has stared whoring himself out in an orderly manner and this is a pimp's command, it must be the same guy." Lily explained as Alice followed her to her bedroom door. Alice waited outside once again as Lily closed off the room to dress.
"But if you saw the text you saw the bloke's name."
"Dunno, it just said SB. At least, I've never heard of SB as a first name. He really doesn't want us to know who it is and knew we'd snoop."
"But why doesn't he want us to know? There must be something wrong."
"Remus doesn't have to tell us every tiny detail of his life. He's allowed to have some secrets." Dorcas, who had been listening in on the conversation from the living room, called out.
"Yeah but secrets mean there's a reason you don't want someone to know something. Why wouldn't he want us to know about this guy? This is a big deal. Remus doesn't shag exclusively and that's what it's starting to sound like. What's wrong with the bloke? Something is happening. I called Remus a few days ago and asked if he wanted to take a few hits and he said no! Remus never says no to any kind of drug."
"Well you have a point there. Same thing happened to me." Lily observed. In truth, she was also dying to know what was going on with Remus but knew better than to press him any further.
"See!"
"Maybe he just hasn't been in the mood?"
"You don't think Remus really is whoring himself out, proper-like with a pimp and all?"
"No, Remus enjoys sex to much to actually charge for it." Lily assured Alice as she opened the door fully dressed but with a towel still wrapped around her head.
"You sure there aren't any other clues as to who this guy is?"
"Well..." Lily bit her bottom lip in thought, crossing her arms and leaning against the doorframe. "This may sound a little odd but sometimes when he comes back, he smells fancy."
"Huh?"
"He smells fancy. Like he's been showering with expensive soaps and flowers and all that. It's sort of a gentle smell. Before he would smell like weed or crap deodorant after a shag. You remember."
"So the guy's rich?"
"I don't know! Remus refuses to say anything about it."
"But you agree that this is big, right? Is Remus settling down with some sugar daddy? He wore his studded boots!"
"I made that thing about shoes up! Besides, it's only been a week." Dorcas explained, poking her head into the hallway. "I'm sure he'll go back to his strumpet lifestyle once we start the tour."
"I bet the only reason he's not telling us is because he's embarrassed at enjoying sex with one person so much. He's bound to have a good reason. You're worrying over nothing." Lily said confidently. Although Alice didn't fully believe them, she let the topic slide.
>~~~~<
Panting heavily, Remus let out an exhausted laugh out of sheer delight as he and Sirius slumped against the door. They sunk down to the floor but found it a little difficult to get comfortable because of their trousers still rolled down mid-thigh. Remus gave Sirius a few kisses that were more tongue than lips before speaking.
"That's quite the greeting."
"Sorry. Just been. So fucking horny." Sirius admitted in between biting Remus' jaw and the stars on his neck. They quickly shifted so Remus was on top. Rubbing their spent cocks together, Remus moaned as Sirius gripped his arse with both hands.
"That's fine by me."
In the end, Sirius decided to solve his issue with what the consequences of shagging Remus were by ignoring having to think about it. But the more he tried to ignore the feel of Remus' skin or how amazing it was to come in his mouth- Sirius found himself wanting Remus more and more. So of course a majority of the past week was spent fucking. As stupid as it sounded, Sirius was starting to think he was addicted to Remus (or at least the sex) because all he thought about during his Remus withdrawals was the next time they would see each other.
For some reason though, Sirius woke up that morning with a slightly clearer mind (most likely because he didn't have a hangover for once). Deep down, he knew that just simple fucking when one had the time shouldn't feel so addictive or be the main event of a morning, afternoon or night. As much as Sirius tried to ignore what was happening, the idea of being found out started to gnaw at the back of his head. He needed to at least talk about what would happen when he left next week and keeping one's mouth shut. He dreaded the possible fit Remus would throw when he heard Sirius was just going to up and leave.
Unfortunately, discussing the finer points of being discrete was a little difficult when Remus sucked on Sirius' earlobe like that.
"I-I want- shit. Fuck Remus."
"What do you want?" Remus seductively whispered into Sirius' ear, almost making him forget the reason he asked Remus to visit. It took all of Sirius' self will to push Remus away.
"I want to talk with you."
"What?" asked Remus, confused at the question. He sat up straight so he was straddling Sirius.
"We really need to talk about us." Sirius continued, determination in his eyes.
"Starting to get bored with me huh? Don't tell me you're breaking up with me." joked Remus, though there was a look of concern bordering panic in his eyes.
"No, I- wait, you're not getting bored with me are you?" asked Sirius, even more worried than before. He tried to wriggle out from under Remus but failed. When Remus finally crawled off of him, Sirius pulled up his trousers and stood up.
"The sex is nice and you offer room and board. What's there not to like?"
"Well that makes me feel better." Sirius mumbled with a note of irony in his voice. He watched as Remus followed his lead to pull and do up his own trousers.
"So what's on your mind then?"
"I'm leaving next week."
"Oh, that it?"
"Is that it?" Sirius repeated, shocked at Remus' shrug. He watched as the man walked towards the kitchen. It took a few moments for Sirius to register that Remus was not upset when he had been building up the idea that the punk would hold a sort of grudge at the sex withdrawal. Though for that to happen, that would mean that they had a proper relationship between them...which obviously they didn't. Shaking his head, Sirius followed Remus and found him sipping a beer while leaning against the fridge.
"You aren't upset? I'm going on tour with Frankie Long."
"Who's that?"
"An old friend of mine. My band is opening for him in Europe for almost six weeks."
"Good for you. We're only doing a four week tour." Remus congratulated him and toasted him with the beer bottle before taking another sip.
"You're leaving as well?"
"Yeah, next week too. Coincidence huh?"
"Oh..." Sirius was speechless and frankly quite confused at what had just transpired. Remus didn't mind that he was going to be gone for six weeks and was also going away for four of them. He also didn't seem to think he needed to warn Sirius. Though they weren't actually dating were they, so there wasn't a need to plan these things out? Not knowing how to handle the situation, Sirius just grabbed Remus' bottle and took a few gulps from it. He really needed to be drunk at the moment because his sober self didn't know what to do. When he was drunk, he didn't have to think too hard about things. Which was probably the reason he'd been drunk most of the past week.
"If we're lucky, maybe we'll be in the same town for a night. I could visit you if you wanted." suggested Remus, walking up to Sirius and slipping his hands under the other man's shirt. The first reaction at the feel of those warm, gentle hands was to lean into them. With a smirk, Remus pulled Sirius towards him. Sirius suddenly had the image of his legs wrapping around Remus' naked waist. The image and touches caused his cock to twitch but it all suddenly stopped once the image suddenly had James walking in on it.
"Uh, that's another thing I need to talk to you about." Sirius put down the beer bottle and removed Remus' hands. "You haven't told anyone about us, have you?"
"No, why? You want me to?"
"No! I mean no I'd rather if you didn't tell anyone about me...and you. About us seeing each other. You won't will you?"
"I haven't told anyone yet and I won't if you don't want me to. You have my word on that. As much as my word is worth at least." Remus assured, still not offended from Sirius' preference. A large weight was lifted up from Sirius' shoulders and he sighed in relief. Remus watched him, amused.
"Thanks."
"No problem," shrugged Remus, going back to moving his hands under Sirius' shirt. Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus' waist and pulled him closer, feeling a little less anxious about what they were doing. Noses lightly dusted one another and they started to give each other small kisses on the neck and face before letting their lips meet. Remus rubbed his thumbs lightly over Sirius' nipples when their beer tinged tongues started to shift against each other slowly. Shivering, Sirius moved his hands down to undo Remus' trousers again. Remus moaned when he realised what Sirius' hands were doing and retaliated by rolling up Sirius' shirt. Both recognised the cue and broke apart to undress. Sirius watched hungrily as Remus wiggled out of his tight trousers and pulled his shirt over his head. Within 30 seconds, they were both naked.
"I was serious about meeting up if we were in the same city." Remus said, nibbling on Sirius' neck as Sirius slowly backed him up against the fridge. He bit Sirius' sternum lightly before grabbing the back of his head and dragged their mouths together. The kiss started to become rougher as their tongues fought in between bites and nipping lips. A loud moan penetrated the air as Sirius pulled one of Remus' legs up and around his own waist so they could push their groins against each other a little more easily.
"Suppose we'll just have to wait and see." answered Sirius in a voice nearing a growl. With one hand on Remus' lifted thigh and the other on his hip, Sirius started to push their cocks together even harder, enjoying the rattle of bottles from the fridge every time Remus' back hit the door. Their desperate cries grew louder and Remus started to thrust back. Once both their cocks were painfully hard, Sirius pulled away. Before Remus could protest, Sirius was on his knees and took all of Remus into his mouth. He didn't give Remus time to process what was happening. A choked off cry was pried from Remus' mouth with a good, hard suck from Sirius. Soon, short breathy words of encouragement spilled from Remus' mouth as he clutched Sirius' head, thrusting in and out.
"Oh god, yeah. Please don't stop." Remus groaned, tightening his grip on the back of Sirius' head. Knowing it was a sign that he was getting closer to the edge, Sirius sucked a little bit harder. The thrusts stuttered and Remus came with a grunt.
Closing his eyes and leaning back against the fridge, Remus tried to even out his breath and not think about how he lasted a pathetically short amount of time. By trying to come down after his orgasm, he didn't notice Sirius had let go of his cock and was working on his own. Stuttered gasps from Sirius brought Remus' attention back down to where Sirius still kneeled, running his hand up his length.
Getting down on his knees, Remus grabbed Sirius' head in both of his hands and pulled him forwards. Sirius was a little surprised and stopped moving his hand for a moment as their lips touched. Tasting himself on Sirius' tongue made Remus groan again as he reached for Sirius' still hard cock. Rubbing some pre-come on his hand, Remus roughly rubbed his hand up and down Sirius' cock. The pace grew faster and faster until Sirius also came, moaning into Remus' mouth.
Feeling Sirius come onto both their stomachs and chests didn't stop Remus kiss. Moving their arms until they encircled one another, they slowly moved backwards until they lay together on the cold floor. The longing kisses turned back into pecks and Sirius settled his face in the crook of Remus' neck, completely content for the time being.
>~~~~<
Sirius woke up about a half hour later, still lying on the kitchen floor, but alone. Something like this should have bothered him but in the short period of shagging Remus, he had learned the punk enjoyed exploring the flat when Sirius was still asleep. Nothing had been stolen yet so Sirius didn't see the harm in it.
Standing up with a slight moan of pain, Sirius almost regretted not dragging Remus towards the bedroom this time. He certainly regretted taking a nap on the kitchen floor and thought he could feel bruises starting to form on his knees.
Noticing that Remus wasn't in the living room, he made his way towards the bedroom but stopped when he heard the sounds of an unplugged electric guitar coming from the studio. The door was ajar so Sirius walked in.
Sitting on the sofa by the soundboard, Remus had taken down one of Sirius' many guitars and was trying to work out a tune. When he realised Sirius was watching him, he looked a little ashamed.
"Sorry...I can put it back if you don't want me to touch it." Remus started to move the guitar back to its place on the wall but Sirius waved it off. Though, he was amused to see that Remus had put on the same red silk boxers he always did when he stayed over at Sirius' for more than one shag. It was a good thing Sirius had them washed.
"What are you trying to play?"
"Teenage Kicks by The Undertones. Trying to remember what the progression was. We decided a couple hours ago to play it on the tour. I tried to open up your computer but there's a password."
"Oh, here," Sirius walked over to his laptop which was sitting next to Remus and put in his password. Once it finished booting up, he quickly pulled the song up on his iTunes and played it. With a genuine smile, Remus listened and started to work out the chords while Sirius pulled another guitar off the wall to play his own little made up solo. For the next hour they played guitar together, creating their own melody versions of the song, playing off of each other and joking. Soon that one song turned into just trying to out do each other's solos (Sirius won though Remus refused to admit it). Amplifiers had been pulled out as well as brand new pedals and effects units until a sea of chords and electronic devices surrounded the studio couch.
Three hours later, Remus started to complain of an empty stomach and Sirius was shocked to see how much time had elapsed. It had been the longest the two hadn't shagged when they were awake and within a five metre range of one another. It was also the most fun he'd had with the punk.
These thoughts and what it might have meant ran through Sirius' mind as he began putting up all the equipment they'd pulled out. Suddenly, all of Sirius' thoughts flew out of his head when Remus returned from ordering a take out. The punk pushed Sirius back onto the couch and straddled him all while singing his own version of Teenage Kicks. Sirius chuckled as Remus placed kisses on his stomach and hips in between lines as they waited for the food to arrive.
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