SIRIUS BLACK | HARRY POTTER

[caniculares]

Character: Sirius Orion Black
Canon: Harry Potter [and the young godfather]
Game: Homeless

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[caniculares]

I'll make you as much tea as you like. Buckets and buckets of tea, as needed, to keep you happy.

[He takes a moment-]

Chocolate cake?

[mapmaker]

Is there any other type of cake?

[ He smiles, impish and sweet. ] So, what's next on the agenda?

[caniculares]

There are many kinds of cake. Kinds of cake you have never dreamed of, my good friend, and-

[What's next, though?]

A new blazer for you?

[mapmaker]

Just because they exist doesn't mean I should acknowledge him. [ And he points at his friend then, narrowing his eyes. ] And no, no new blazer. This one is perfectly fine.

[ Besides, he'd just end up back in the charity shop. ]

[caniculares]

[Sigh]

Why do you insist on dressing like an old man? You do know we're only 18, right? Live a little, Moony. You'll have fun, I promise. Have I ever really steered you wrong, and no, you may not mention the houseplant incident of 4th year, we agreed-

[He is pouting. He is so cute when he pouts.]

[mapmaker]

[ He is cute. That doesn't mean he's going to win Remus over. ]

You steer me wrong at some point every week, Padfoot. So feel free to stop claiming innocence any time now.

[caniculares]

What did I really do this week?

Really?

[God do not mention making him go on the adventure in the Underground that ended up with them finding out about the dragon under Charing Cross....]

[mapmaker]

[ Just lifting his eyebrows. ]

You know you don't want me to say the u-word.

[caniculares]

Merlin, you have a long memory.

[It was three days ago, Sirius.]

All right, all right.

No new blazer.

Old blazer will simply have to learn that it's place is on the floor of my bedroom.

[mapmaker]

[ Flapping his hands at him with a hissing shush sound. ] Not so loud.

[ Because they are in public, Sirius. ]

[caniculares]

[Sirius grins, oh, he grins, because he loves those flappy hands, he loves reactions best of all]

Sorry, was I being obscene again?

[mapmaker]

[ Does he love the frowning that accompanies it? ]

We've talked about this. [ Hurrying along the pavement like he's got a bee in his bonnet. ] One of these days you're going to give me a heart attack. Or get us into trouble. Or both!

[caniculares]

[Yes. Yes he does.]

Your heart is stronger than that, isn't it?

[mapmaker]

We don't know that!

[ Sirius Black, you are a problem. ] Would you really like to keep risking it?

[caniculares]

[He considers this for a moment.....]

Well-

[He leans over, and whispers right in Remus' ear, quickly]

I would really like to suck your cock, right now.

[mapmaker]

[ Remus makes a noise like he's choking on something, prompting a little old lady to look his way. This is just like Sirius, reducing him to a babbling, blushing twat with one carefully aimed sentence and he'd hate him for it if he didn't quite love him for it. ]

I think it's time to go home, don't you? [ Out of the street and to where he can have a swooning fit in private. ]

[caniculares]

[Sirius smiles, politely, at the old lady, and nods.]

Alley and apparation?

[mapmaker]

Well I don't exactly want to ride around on the underground with an erection. [ DID HE SAY THAT OUT LOUD? SIRIUS BLACK YOU ARE BAD FOR HIS DIGNITY AND MENTAL HEALTH. ]

[caniculares]

[There is a pause-]

What did you just say?

[No you've shocked him a bit-]

Did I just make you be vulgar on the street?

[He's rushing Remus into an alley, then, but he's still talking, too.]

This is happy day, oh, Prongs, I will have to tell Prongs, our little Moony is growing up...

[mapmaker]

You're not telling Prongs! Dear Lord. [ But his frowny face is kind of ruined by how wide his eyes are and how his cheeks are stained pink. ]

Please stop talking. I think my life is flashing before my eyes.

[caniculares]

[He gets him into the alley, and right before he apparates, he kisses him, fiercely, on the mouth. It's still delicious, it still feels like the first time, kissing Moony, it never loses the incredible sense of joy.

He presses him into the wall, slides his tongue into Remus' mouth, and apparates back to the flat.]

[mapmaker]

[ It's a whirlwind, the feeling of Sirius' mouth on his and the way the apparation just leaves the breath punched out of him. He laughs when they arrive, the sound of it lost between their lips as he curls his fingers in his boyfriend's jacket to steady himself. ]

Merlin, I hate you.

[caniculares]

Are you going to prove that hate to me?

[He says it with a twist of his lips and his hands of Remus' hips.]

I'll stop if you tell me to.

[...probably.]

[mapmaker]

Don't you dare.

[ He pushes his body away from the wall of their flat to press up against Sirius' front. Long ago he hadn't thought himself capable of this, of being graceful when it came to sex. Sometimes he manages to surprise himself. Sometimes he trips over his socks. Thankfully the latter doesn't seem to be part of the proceedings. ]

You made me be lewd in public, the least you could do is touch me in private. As recompense, you understand.

[caniculares]

[There's this moment of consideration, where Sirius is pulling Remus closer, pressing his mouth to the skin just under his jaw.]

You ought to tell me what you want.

You ought to be very, very specific.