Sometimes
situations just called for sex. Sometimes it happened too quickly to think
about it or plan it. Sometimes colors just couldn’t cut it.
“Harder,”
Remus insisted breathlessly, his fingernails digging into Sirius’ shoulders as
he held on even harder. He threw his head back, hitting it against one of the
stairs but not caring. His legs were up, his hips were bucking and his eyes
were focused on Sirius.
Sirius
stood on a stair several down from the ones Remus was lying back against. He
held onto Remus’ legs to keep Remus from falling as he thrust desperately into
his lover.
The few
portraits that remained on the walls were red in the face from yelling at them,
but Sirius had cast a temporary silencing spell on the pictures and allowed
them to watch.
Remus had
apparated home to find Sirius halfway up the stairs and had attacked him with
kisses and a playfully roaming hand. Their desire to have sex right then and
there had been so irresistible and had come so fast that they hadn’t even
bothered getting to one of the bedrooms. Besides, they were much more in the
mood to enjoy the thrill of sex in the middle of the staircase where they had
to be quick and might be interrupted.
The Order
of the Phoenix had taken up so much
of Remus’ time lately. Today alone he had three back-to-back shifts. It was the
least he could do, considering the full moon was the following night and he
would not be able to assist during it or for a day or two afterwards as he
recovered. So when he had a half an hour free for lunch in-between watching
Harry from afar and guarding the door at the Ministry, he had been eager to
spend the time at home with Sirius.
Of course,
it was precisely the fact that the full moon was almost upon him which made him
less hungry for a meal and more hungry for a mate.
“Harder!” Remus
commanded, closing his eyes as Sirius obeyed, pounding harder and faster. Remus
groaned, jerked around by Sirius’ strong thrusts, the edges of the stairs
digging into his back. He reached up and dug a hand into Sirius’ long, black
hair, pulling tightly. Sirius gasped and took Remus even harder in reaction.
Such strong thrusts made one of the stairs creak in time.
They heard
a sound in the entryway and their eyes met. Sirius looked startled and paused
in his task, not sure what they should do. But Remus’ expression was stern.
‘Finish,’ he mouthed. Wanting Remus now more than ever, Sirius took a deep
breath and continued. He kept his eyes locked on Remus’ face, watching Remus’
expression soften at the pleasure and then tense up as he came. Taking Remus’
lead, Sirius gave one more stroke then came as well. Lost in the moment, they
ignored the sound of footsteps slowly coming down the hallway towards the
staircase.
The moment
Sirius finished, he pulled out and grabbed his pants. Remus pulled down his
robes, then accepted Sirius’ hand which helped him to his feet. Sirius wrapped
an arm around Remus, holding the somewhat exhausted man steady as they looked
down to see Molly Weasley with her wand out.
“I’m sorry.
I thought I heard…” She studied them for a second, and her cheeks flushed. “A
boggart. Must have been.”
Sirius gave
her his most charming grin. “Haven’t seen one. It’s only us here. Remus just
came for lunch.”
Having
expected as much from Sirius, Remus did his best not to laugh. “I’m heading
over to the Ministry now, Molly. Do you have any messages for Arthur?”
If
possible, Molly blushed even more and spoke quickly. “No, thank you. I just
stopped by there to see him. Do you hear something downstairs just now? Must be
where that boggart has gotten to. Excuse me, won’t you?” She quickly turned and
headed straight for the door to the basement.
Remus
turned his head, burying it in Sirius’ shoulder as he shook his laughter. Sirius
chuckled roughly, then cleared his throat and pulled back. “I’d better go
shower. And you’ve got to be going.”
Remus
nodded and kissed Sirius, apparating out in mid-kiss. Sirius fell forward
unexpectedly but caught himself by grabbing hold of the banister. Then he
chuckled and finally headed up the stairs.