[ His palm falls to the crown of Sirius' head, fingers digging in to the soft feel of his hair. His pulse throbs in excitement and it takes all of his strength to keep his hips still when Sirius sucks on him just the way he likes.
His inhale is sharp, desperate, his touch convulsing. ] Godric's balls, you are so good at this.
[He laughs a bit, through his nose, his hands going to the tops of Remus' thighs to massage there. He loves the feel of skin, hot under his hands, he always has. Girls, guys - he's never accounted much, the difference.
He keeps going, more enthusiastically, his fingers pressing into Remus' hipbones, his thumbs tracing small circles there. He's trying to keep him in place.]
[ He groans and it feels too loud to his own ears. He has to bite down on his tongue. Part of him is still worried that their neighbours are going to hear and find them out, even though he's put a dozen charms on this place. Still, being quiet has never been his problem and he can muffle his sound as Sirius takes him nice and deep. ]
[Sirius loves the sound of Remus' moans, and so he doubles his efforts for a moment, until it feels like maybe Remus is too close, like he'll come at any moment, and that's when he moves back. He kisses the tip of Remus' cock, reverently, and then leans his head on his thigh.]
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His inhale is sharp, desperate, his touch convulsing. ] Godric's balls, you are so good at this.
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He keeps going, more enthusiastically, his fingers pressing into Remus' hipbones, his thumbs tracing small circles there. He's trying to keep him in place.]
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How are you doing?
[Oh, he's such a tremendous nob, sometimes.]