Chapter 3 (Thrills)

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—2weeks later——

"What are you doing, Padfoot?!" Remus exclaimed after being pulled into a small storage room full of broomsticks on the third floor.

"Shhh... you don't want them to hear us, do you?" Sirius whispered, pushing his boyfriend against the wall. His hand went down to Remus's groin, where it lingered.

"No! Padfoot! Are you mad? We can't do this here, someone could find us," he whisper-shouted, trying to push the other boy away, despite liking the warmth of his sneaky hand.

"Moony, I'm going to be out with Prongs tonight, so this is the last time I see you today."

"I know, but..." he was cut off by Sirius's eager lips and tongue that entered his mouth and swirled around, exploring. Sirius held his wrists down firmly, only his head and mouth were moving. He pressed his cock into Remus's groin and rubbed it against him, thrusting rhythmically.

The raw sensuality made Remus melt and relax against his better judgment. The kiss was sweet and slow. It had to be. Remus liked it gentle and if Sirius was too rough with him, he would ask him to stop. Sirius would have to obey that, no matter how aroused he was.

Remus found himself being spun around, so his chest was pressed against the wooden door of the small room. Sirius's practiced hand reached around his waist, unzipped his trousers, and pulled the semi-hard cock out. This action made Remus moan, the heat of his boyfriend's hand, closed around his member, felt almost insultingly delicious.

"Shhh..." Sirius murmured right next to his ear, his free hand clasping over Remus's mouth, keeping him quiet.

Remus could swear he'd never felt so excited, so thoroughly thrilled in his entire life. He loved Sirius's gentleness. Even now, when being rough with him, dominating him, his hands were still careful and fingers soft against his skin.

"Aaaah! Another homework?! McGonagall is insane! How can she..." they could hear James shouting from the other side of the door, as well as some steps on the stone flooring, echoing in the corridor. Remus tensed and struggled to free himself, but Sirius held him tight, his hand squeezing his cock uncompromisingly. Remus felt vulnerable whilst exposed and constricted like that, but the heat of his lover's hands was soothing.

"Shhh... stop fighting me," Sirius whispered, waiting for him to calm down. Once he stopped squirming and relaxed again, Sirius's hand started stroking his still yet-to-be-satisfied cock.

Remus's breathing was shaky and fast, and his head leaned back automatically to rest on Sirius's shoulder. He could hear people walking, talking, and laughing at the corridor, just a few feet from them. If someone opened the door right now, they would see him red as a cherry, trousers unbuttoned, and horny Sirius Black behind him, smiling contentedly.

"Do you like that? When I press my cock against your fine arse?" Sirius murmured, and Remus really could feel something hard rubbing between his buttocks through the fabric of his trousers, and he liked it. He nodded as much as the hand pressed on his mouth allowed it.His hips bucked forward when Sirius stopped his movements to get a better hold on him. The raven-haired animagus smirked at that and decided not to prolong this slow torture.A tiny helpless sound escaped Remus's throat when Sirius started stroking him almost violently. Although his touches were fast, they remained light and tender.Sirius smirked and ground his hips against the boy in front of him. Remus looked down to see a strong hand of his mate almost blur around his cock. He tried very hard to stay quiet and motionless, letting his boyfriend take care of him.

With a surprising intensity, he came, tilting his head back again, feeling the pleasure spreading through his body.

Sirius felt the warm cum spill on his hand and the hot deep breath of his lover brushing the back of his other hand. He held him like that for a few moments, and when the aftershocks faded, he released his mouth and stepped away.

Remus was shaking a little and tried to catch his breath. Everything including his twitching penis was tingling, and he felt a little hazy. Then he turned around and saw Sirius sucking on his own fingers, licking them clean, with a lustful expression. "Padfoot..." Remus breathed and stared at him self-consciously. "Why are you doing that?" he asked.

Sirius swiped his long hair from his face and looked at him with an endearingly crooked smile. "I can't say I particularly like the taste, but it's yours. Do you mind when I do that?" he asked.

"No. I-I like it. I just don't want you to make yourself uncomfortable for my sake. For my pleasure," Remus replied.

"Pleasure..." Sirius grinned seductively and came closer, "So you're glad I pulled you in here?" and he carefully put Remus's spent cock back into his trousers and zipped his fly up.

"Well... yes. Nevertheless, it would be nice if you had my consent next time," he stated and pouted his lips.Sirius smiled kindly at how adorable his boyfriend looked, and cupped his cheeks, kissing him softly. They stayed like that for a moment until they heard a bell ring. Sirius groaned. He planned to ask Remus to return the favor, but they ran out of time.

"Maybe I could..." Remus whispered, noticing his mate's disappointment.

"No. That's Ok. Nevermind," Sirius said and pulled the smaller boy into a warm embrace. "See you tomorrow," he said. After running his fingers through his thick black hair and adjusting his cloak, so his erection wouldn't be showing, he left the small storage room.

Remus stood there for a moment. He knew James and Sirius long enough to be used to their nighttime rambles around the castle, but somehow he already missed his boyfriend.

After lunch and Alchemy class he went to the library where he worked on the Transfiguration homework James was complaining about. When he was done, he took the first book he found and went to sit in the common room which was surprisingly quiet.

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----a few hours later----

Remus lay on his back under his gryffindor-red bedcovers. His head turned to the side to see an empty bed where Sirius should be lying at the moment. It was late enough for Sirius and James to come back to the dorm and sleep, but there were only two boys in the sixth-year boy's dormitory. And one of them couldn't sleep. He was imagining a fit warm body, naked and just inches from him. Just to reach out and touch the smooth raven waves, pink cheek, and soft lips...

Remus rolled over, burying his face in his soft pillow. A familiar scent filled his nose. It was very soothing, and after a short moment, he could feel a heavy haze of sleepiness settle over him.

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His eyelids were bright orange and he felt an urge to stretch his limbs and inhale deeply. He yawned and opened his eyes. The bed beside him was empty, though the covers were messy.

So he's been here.

Remus was alone in the room. He must have slept in if all the boys were up already. He stood up and got dressed. He was about to enter the bathroom when he stopped himself.

The bed.

Remus walked over to Sirius's bed and sat on it, taking a deep breath. The scent was comforting, overwhelming, intoxicating. He buried his face into Sirius's pillow, trying to fill his lungs with the delicious aroma, taking him in as much as he could. The bed was still warm, and he couldn't resist the urge to simply lay there, keeping his eyes firmly closed, pull the Sirius-scented duvet to his chest, and wrap his arms and legs around it, pretending it's him.

He felt the mattress sink and a hand lightly touch his hair.

"Do you miss me that much?" Sirius asked with a careless smile, looking down at his mate, who was fondling his bed covers.

Remus sat up and looked down. He could feel his face heat up with embarrassment. "I- I'm sorry..."

Sirius smiled affectionately and after swiping all of his thick black hair to one side of his head, he pulled Remus close, burying the werewolf's face in the crook of his shoulder. "Isn't this better?" he asked. And it was. Remus was surrounded by the fragrance coming from his shirt, his neck, his breath, his hair which was now covering Remus's whole face like a soft warm blanket. Remus sighed and wrapped his arms around the boy sitting beside him. Sirius chuckled. "Sometimes I do that too," he said. "I know, I could smell you in my bed," Remus mumbled against Sirius's shoulder. "It helped me fall asleep last night," he added quietly.

Sirius smiled and turned his head to kiss the top of the other boy's head, inhaling deeply. "Mmmm... You smell like... parchment, and pines, or forest for that matter. Forest on a hot summer day. And... wood? I think. It's very pleasing," he said, running his fingers through the soft brown curls. "What do I smell like?" he asked.

"Emm... sugar, tobacco, tea, and le-leather..." Remus said quietly.

Sirius laughed. "Aren't those the same things you smelled in Slughorn's amortentia... wait a minute..." his eyes grew wider. "So you..."

Remus hummed in agreement and forced himself to look at Sirius, peeling his face off the other boy's shoulder. Amber met gray, and the boys' faces got closer to each other. However, Remus leaned back to his former position, afraid he could have a morning breath.

"I didn't know I smell that sexy. Leather... hmmm..." Sirius smirked, bringing a strand of his black hair to his nose, testing Remus's assertion, then shrugged.

"Much better than Prongs and Wormtail," Remus commented with a snort.

"Have you been sniffing around them often?" Sirius asked jokingly.

"No! That's not what I was saying. You know I wave a better sense of smell than humans."

"C'mon, Moony, you are a human."

Remus just rolled his eyes.

"Alright then. What does Wormtail smell like?" Sirius asked, folding his arms across his chest.

"Well, apart from anything he's eating at the moment, he mostly smells like some cheap soap," Remus stated and wrinkled his nose, "though sometimes he smells like your conditioner. I think he's stealing it because he believes it's enchanted to get you a hair like that," and he pointed at Sirius, who chuckled. "Soap? Really? And my conditioner... that filthy little thief! Ok. What about Prongs?"

Remus shrugged and said, "He stinks like the High-Finish Handle Polish he's smearing all over his broomstick all the time."

Sirius burst into his barking laughter, falling backward on his bed, "High-Finish Handle Polish!" he repeated, well entertained. His eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't help himself but roll all over the bed, laughing heartily and giggling.

Remus was so happy with himself, so glad he'd made Sirius laugh.

It took Sirius a solid minute to calm down and recover, and sit up. His face was red, and his hair messy, and Remus couldn't fight the urge to kiss him. He literally threw himself at the boy, knocking him over. Sirius was too startled to realize he was being kissed and straddled until he felt Remus's hands unzipping his fly.

"Moony! What?" He yelped.

"Returning that favor from yesterday," Remus blurted out, backing down from the bed. He kneeled on the ground and spread Sirius's legs, so he could have better access to what he wanted, and reached for it.Sirius lifted himself up on his elbows and watched his overexcited boyfriend. "You don't have to do that, Moony, I'm OK, really."

"I can't stand it. Do you have an idea of how irresistible you look right now?" Remus muttered, licking his lips before taking the other boy's soft limp member into his mouth.

Sirius gasped, and with a loud sigh, collapsed onto the mattress. He felt like all of his blood drained from his brain and rushed through his body to fill his cock. The warmth, the wetness, the swift sure movements of his mate's head made him pant and moan. "Fuck... Moony..."

Remus was happy with himself when he felt the velvety length grow under his lips. He licked it enthusiastically, and his hand played with the heavy balls, warming them, just like his lover preferred it.

Sirius reached between his legs and tucked his trousers lower, so Remus could have more space down there. The young werewolf took a deep breath and took as much of the slick length as he could until the fine black hairs at the base of the delicious cock tickled his nose, and he hummed with satisfaction.

Sirius shuddered, the vibrations of Remus's humming were unexpected, and he wasn't prepared for such an exclusive pleasure. The hot, tight clutch of the mouth around him was too much to bear, and Remus demonstrating his lack of gag reflex didn't help at all.His hands grasped Remus's head, pulling it away. He stood up quickly and turned the confused boy around, so he was sitting on the floor with his back pressed to the edge of the bed. Sirius stood above him, one foot at each side of Remus's body, gripping his hair, making him tilt his head back. His free hand closed around his cock.

Remus realized what was his mate was doing. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, waiting, looking up at Sirius, who was finishing himself. A hitching whine escaped Sirius's lips, and Remus could feel the hot cum spill in his mouth and on his cheek. Sirius looked at him with hazy eyes, and the sight of the boy, eyes wide and innocent, covered in his cum, was priceless. He looked so beautiful, so desirable and luscious, it almost hurt to look at him.

Remus licked his lips and swallowed, although it leaked down his chin a little bit, and smiled.

"Merlin's fucking thong, you're amazing, Moony," Sirius murmured. "If you only knew..." He cupped the boy's cheek and his thumb circled Remus's wet lips, smearing the leaked cum around. Remus sat there, looking up at Sirius with devotion, letting him stick his fingers into his half-opened mouth. Sirius realized he wanted to kiss those red swollen lips more than anything, so he kneeled down and gathered his lover into his arms, and kissed him passionately.

Remus pulled away, "Padfoot, what about the cum?"

"What about it?" Sirius asked, trying to hold his boyfriend still so he could claim his lips again.

"It's on my lips," Remus said.

Sirius chuckled, caught his head, and gave those lips a nice big lick. "I used to think I could never bare my own, but when it's on your lips..." he didn't finish, pulling Remus into a heated makeout session. His hands probed the other boy's shoulders, liking their width of them, and traveled down his chest. 

"No," Remus protested.

"Why not?" Sirius was more than confused. He could feel that Remus was rock-hard, and more than willing to do this just a few seconds ago.

"Did you wank yesterday?" Remus asked, eyeing him.

"No."

"See? You didn't get to release yesterday, so don't get to release today."

Sirius gave him a worried look. "Moony, you can't punish yourself because we ran out of time. I'll be more than glad to help..."

"I'm not punishing myself," Remus said, pushing Sirius's hands away, "I find it... exciting," he admitted quietly and his face flushed bright red.

Sirius understood what he meant. "You like being frustrated?" he grinned, massaging Remus's inner thighs teasingly.

"I think so. I- I like the idea of it..." Remus said, squirming under Sirius's touch. They kissed again, and at that moment, one of them got a brilliant idea.

"Hump my leg," Sirius said.

"What?"

"Hump my leg, Moony."

"No, why would I do that?" he shifted uncomfortably.

"Because in that case I won't be actively helping you and it's not wanking either... technically. It's just friction. So you'll get the release and the frustration all in one because you can't touch yourself and you have to keep your trousers on," Sirius explained.

"No way. I won't do that. It's embarrassing," Remus said, shaking his head stubbornly.

"It's my leg you'll be humping. This leg," and Sirius put the other boy's hand on his thigh while kissing his jawline.Remus shivered again. Sirius's ridiculous idea was giving him goosebumps. "It's humiliating..."

"No. It's hot. C'mon, Moony, give it a chance. If you don't like it, you can stop."

Remus thought about it for a moment, then agreed with a defeated sigh. He knew Sirius wouldn't give up, so better try this before he thinks of something even worse.

Sirius smiled and climbed on the bed. He lay on his back and pointed at his right thigh. "Straddle my leg," he said. Remus complied, but felt so awkward he couldn't even look at Sirius, whose hands grabbed his butt and urged him to move his hips. The friction was pleasing, but the embarrassment was stronger.

"Fuck... Moony... come here," Sirius breathed and pulled Remus down, so he was supporting himself on his outstretched arms. Sirius knew what was going on in his boyfriend's head, and decided to help."You look so fucking hot when you're above me like that, with those red cheeks, and lips, swollen from sucking my cock... You like that, don't you? When I talk like this. Or is it my body that's making you so hard? Do you like looking at me, all messy and sweaty after what you did to me with that wet warm mouth of yours? And after I came all over your face..." Sirius murmured, watching his lover, who started moving by himself, "Look at that... your trousers are sooo... tight, so stretched around that bulging cock of yours. Ready to burst. That must be so constricting, and uncomfortable."

Remus paced up. Those words were, to Sirius's great amusement, driving him crazy.

"So many things I could do to that cock. Pity you can only hump my thigh like a little puppy..." he continued in a husky voice. Remus finally looked at him with lust-filled eyes, pacing up some more, rubbing against him, fabric on fabric."Do you feel that heat the friction creates? You like that, don't you? I know you do. Your balls are nice and warm. Your heavy balls full of cum..."

"Fuck..." Remus hissed.

Sirius smiled and continued, "Do you like humping my leg? Hmmm?" he asked.

"Mmm-hmm."

"Say it."

"I like it."

"I said, say it!"

"I like humping your leg," Remus mumbled, his face felt so hot, hotter than his groin.

"Say it better!" Sirius said in a deep demanding voice.

"Sirius Black! I love rubbing my hard, stiff cock against every inch of that delicious thigh of yours. It makes me so horny I want to fuck you into that mattress right now and right here!" he yelled desperately. His hips were moving almost violently, making the whole bed shake. Those words, that black silken hair spilled across the white pillow, that fit body, that face, that scent... everything about Sirius was thrilling him, making him drown in ecstasy. He didn't care who would hear him or see him, he wanted to enjoy his mate, no matter what.

Sirius grinned, he got under his skin and had him where he wanted him. "Good boy. Such a good boy... rub that cock against me. That leaking, throbbing cock... So lonely and constricted in those tight trousers, screaming for attention he'll never get. All he's gonna get is the nice heat of my thigh..."

Remus was so close, he bit his lip and groaned, "Fuck... Padfoot..." His movements were desperate and frenetic, and his breath came in shallow pants.

"Cum! Cum in your pants you horny little mutt!" Sirius growled through his teeth.

Remus almost howled in pleasure, but the sound hot stuck in his throat. Wet thick stickiness spread around his groin and he collapsed on the body beneath him. He felt like the bed, the room, the whole world was spinning, and Sirius was the only stable point he could hold onto.It took him a while to become coherent again.  "Have you really just called me a horny little mutt?" he muttered in disbelief, breathing heavily, unable to move.

"Yeah, sorry about that, I just wanted to spice it up. I didn't mean it," Sirius apologized, wrapping his arms around his lover's chest with a tiny smirk, "And you wanted to fuck me into the mattress?" he laughed.

Remus shifted uncomfortably, hiding his face in Sirius's hair, "Emm... I'm sorry."

"I'm not. Moony, this is exactly what I wanted. You, being comfortable with yourself, doing and saying whatever feels good," Sirius said, squeezing the boy tight.

Remus forced himself to lift his head and kiss his lover's cheek, "You are heaven, Sirius..." he whispered and rested his face against the warm chest beneath him, listening to Sirius's steady heartbeat. They could stay like that for hours, days, or weeks, but...

Remus suddenly wrenched himself out of Sirius's grasp and darted to the bathroom, grabbing his wand and a new pair of underwear. The surprised animagus looked around the room, trying to find the source of Remus's disturbance. After a second later he could hear two pairs of feet stomping on the squeaky stairs that led to their dormitory. He shook his head in an unsuccessful attempt to tame his tousled hair and waved his wand to make his and Remus's bed.

James and Peter were coming back from breakfast.

Sirius couldn't help but snicker under his breath. High-Finish Handle Polish came to his mind once again.

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I hope you liked this part. Let me know in the comments. I'll be adding a new part soon. Hopefully.

Also, let me know what you would like me to make Remus and Sirius do, in case I ran out of ideas, which will probably happen as I know myself.