translation, translation : Adunatio (6 / 7), part Title: Adunatio
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gredoune Pairing: Sirius / Remus, James / Lily
Summary: Remus and Sirius are literally glued to each other for a week ...
Rating: NC-17 for language and some explicit scenes!
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french_slashers Disclaimer : nothing belongs to the author, let alone, me, everything has to JKR!
Ndt : I post here the translation of the complete and uncensored version of the fic Vixenette, that is to say that which contains passages too ... feufeunet too much for ...
I'm really sorry, I had to cut the chapter into two parts because LJ would not let me post all at once ... too long ago apparently (-_-')
mistakes or things that do not? I'm all ears!
Adunatio
Sixth Day-Part Two-
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"It happened last year. You know, Daniel is also in seventh grade, but in Ravenclaw and Terrence is the sixth year that is in Gryffindor." Sirius paused and passed his fingers nervously through his hair. "I realized I liked boys after having sex with Robyn. It was so weird with her and then the next day I noticed she was pretty, uh ... like that, boy. I mean, she looked a bit like a boy. She had almost no breasts, she never wore make-up and then she had any time short hair. Then I began to understand that I give much attention to boys. My eyes tend to wander in the showers after Quidditch practice. I thought it was normal, you know, it was just curiosity vis-à-vis other boys. But others did not seem to watch, so ... "Sirius Remus paused and stared into the eyes.
Reeve was paralyzed. The steam had curling black locks of Animagus and water had stuck to her cheeks red and his brow furrowed. One drop is threw the tip of its nose and crashed hard on his upper lip. The werewolf was then seized with a mad desire to go lick every drop that strutted there but could not. He realized suddenly that he was panicked at the idea of making the first move. Sirius had just opened one of the doors locked and he thought it turned out, now, another door was hidden behind. And this, the Animagus could leave it open. Remus was to decide when he would be willing to overcome his fear of being 'excluded' and 'different'.
"Do you hate me now?" whispered Sirius.
"No." How could he? How could he hate the most wonderful friends, most beautiful, most intelligent and headstrong person he ever met her?
Sirius waited a second longer, studying her face pale in front of him, before lifting his hand. Though wedged between his fingers, stood painfully wand with licorice, almost flaccid to have been drowned a few minutes earlier. With a quick movement and insured, it was soon pushed into the mouth of Remus.
He instinctively planted its teeth in the lollipop and the taste of licorice spread over his tongue and palate. Seating himself comfortably, he began to chew with a deliberate slowness, wanting to watch Sirius licked his own, without finding the courage to look up. But what was he so afraid? The young Black had told him there was a chance. So why did he show such cowardice?
"I think I'm trying to turn me into a mummy," remarked absently Sirius and Remus felt his heart plummet to the bottom of his stomach. Yes, of course, Padfoot wanted out of the tub. He wanted leave the bathroom. He wanted to escape the situation that forced them to remain head to head, chained to one another and totally naked. Was this the last time they were alone in the water? Would they really need another shower by for breakfast? Is that Monday would be their last day together?
His piece of licorice stick to still in your mouth, then stepped aside Remus and Sirius began to mount on the edge of the tub, without looking at the other boy. It would be wrong to stare at him while Animagus had clearly expressed a desire leave.
But a flick at the wrist stopped him. He turned and found the drummer standing in the water, trying to fix it. "Where you going?"
"I ..." The question disconcerted the prefect. "I thought you wanted to get out."
"I never said that. I was just a remark." Sirius raised his hand. The tips of her fingers were wrinkled. "You see?" He frowned. "But if you want to be so-"
"No!" Remus let himself fall precipitously in the tub and realizing he had used a tone perhaps a bit too severe, he said more calmly. "No, I thought you meant that you had finished."
Sirius heaved a sigh before smiling at him and the werewolf felt his heart leap into his chest. "I could stay there all day," whispered he, letting go on the bench, Remus did the same.
Silence fills the room again and the young Lupin wondered if he could now address the issue that tormented him since yesterday.
Then Sirius asked, "What you were saying just now, when we started talking about the same time?"
It is. It is now that I confess that I wanted him. Remus gathered the little courage he could muster, opened his mouth, which organized the words burning his tongue for hours, and fired.
"Nothing."
Dork! Idiot! Stupid idiot! Moony could not suppress a grin while animagus shrugged and turned away from him.
But what am I so afraid? Damn! "In your opinion, what is happening in that classroom?" then went on Sirius.
"I'm not sure."
"You think it's a sort of surprise for the school? Or maybe Dumbledore hides a mysterious treasure or weapon or something like that. Or it could be a new magical creature! And if it was ... "
" And why he would keep these things in a room of Ancient Runes? "
Sirius paused a minute to think." I guess you're right. It must be something trivial, but secret. I still wonder what could it be? "He gave Remus a smile that gave him the shivers." You think we could sneak into the room during our tour of duty, just to have a little help from eye? "
" Certainly not, "rebuked the young prefect. He sent Sirius a look sanctimonious while the boy cried piteously. "This is business Dumbledore. He trusts us and there is no question that we go snooping."
"But Moony-"
"No." Remus tried to suppress the smile that crept over his lips as Sirius began to moan insistently, giving him an air of a beaten dog.
"You're not funny, Moony," muttered sullenly on Black, although he could not help smiling too. The hand of the werewolf lashed the surface of the water and went several drops fall on the face of the Animagus. Pronounced with a roar, Sirius jumped on him and Remus found himself suddenly under water. When
rose to the surface, the foam covering his eyes, he laughed and then began to shake his arms blindly, hoping to catch Padfoot. A cry like a bark was heard on his left and he pulled on his arm, trying to sink the other boy. Instead, he felt that his arm strength folded before him and left the right arm of Sirius passed over his head to become wedged against his right hip. Hastily wiping the foam which obstructing the view, Remus managed to open his eyes to see that their arms were welded pressed against his stomach and the wrist it was Sirius curiously twisted.
"I got you," gasped the Animagus, blowing softly into her ear.
Because the funny angle of the wrist near his navel Sirius, Remus found himself trapped on all sides, surrounded by outstretched arms and pressed against a warm body. He could not restrain a sudden thrill, before setting and close the eyes. If that was all he was able to free himself from his fiery passion for his friend, then so be it. If was too cowardly to admit openly that he felt anything but friendship, then this kind of contact would be the only innocent windfall that would feed his fantasies for the rest of the school year.
Then Sirius shook and he felt something dig into his lower back.
He immediately was plunged back under water, while the embrace of the Animagus and he backed off reclaiming his arm. When Remus emerged, rubbing his eyes to remove the water, it was to find another boy standing before him, head down.
"Sorry. I did not want ..." Sirius's voice slowly fades away, and while obviously trying to control himself, he still refused to look at it, the werewolf swore that his friend was shaking.
Now! Say it now! "What you're sorry?"
"I purposely did not fall in love with you, Moony."
"I ... what? What you just said?" Remus felt his courage back and then spinning in his veins at full speed. He could do it. He had only to do the second pitch. With this last confession, Sirius had just opened all doors and, if he ever left them close, then it would only have to jump from the top of the Astronomy Tower. "You ... you love me?"
"Yes." The Animagus finally turned to look him in the eyes. The foam had almost completely disappeared, leaving a boy, looks unhappy, dipped in the middle of the tub. Staring at the navel of his friend, Remus distinguished from brown curls beneath the surface slightly rough water.
"You do not have to be sorry," whispered the young Lupin, the ball which filled the throat prevented him from speaking normally. He took a step forward and forced a smile. "After all, you make me rather facilitates things ... I mean, about what I wanted to tell you earlier."
In a dead silence, stared at Sirius, studying her face, her eyes, her hair and even his neck. Remus closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, he could swear that the eyes of his friend was about to come over his body. That look that was burning, by itself, inflating his erection ...
"And what did you mean just now?" encouraged the Animagus. When he opened his eyes, he saw Sirius had slightly closer. They stood now, more than a step from each other.
"I ..." The werewolf cleared his throat several times in a row. Why was it so difficult? "I think ... I mean ... I ... I ..."
Sirius interrupted him then. Not with words, but by looking at him and pressing soft lips against hers and, oh, it was perfect. Remus hastened to return his kiss, raising his right hand to the face of the Animagus and dragging his thumb on the cheek raspy who was there.
"You wanted to talk about that?" asked Sirius away from him. The young warden let out a breath he did not have retained all this time.
All he wanted to do for now was to continue to embrace Sirius. Then he harnessed it with ardor.
This time the kiss intensified, became more impassioned, emboldened and Remus opened his mouth to go lick the lips of Padfoot. He nibbled gently before, finally, begin to suck the flesh with fire. A deep groan burst from the throat of the Animagus who drew sharply against him by opening, in turn, the mouth, so their tongues mingled and their bodies pressed firmly against each other.
Remus asked quietly with his left hand on the hip of Sirius while he was diving his right hand into the boy's hair, wrapping his fingers into the hair dark. He tightened his grip and let his tongue caress that of the Animagus, occasionally lingering on the palate smooth he teased gently.
The heat and steam fogging her mind and, despite the Left Hand of Sirius who had to touch her lower back, it blurs a little more ideas, Remus managed to hear the creaking as the door was open. He stepped aside to cons heart, difficulty holding a grunt, and turned his head toward the intruder.
"Oh, you," sneered Severus Snape with a contemptuous smile, his hand on his wand. "I did not mean to interrupt your little party with love."
"Get out of there, Snivellus," released the scathing voice of Sirius. "You got nothing to do here ... it's a bathroom. You know, with a bathtub. This kind of thing big and filled with water that is used for washing." He paused. "And you're NOT prefect! You have no right to be there, slimy cretin."
"Oh, but it means is that I missed the announcement of the century," quipped Snape on a calm tone, eyebrows raised, "that made you honored the great title of prefect, Black."
"Come on," the werewolf whispered to his friend, trying to swallow the lump that had again stuck in his throat. He managed to pull the other boy to the edge of the bath and went out with agility. Turning his back to Snape, he waited nervously for Sirius so in turn.
"You see something you like, Snivellus?" Black inquired with some pride, and when Remus glanced over his shoulder, puzzled, he found the Slytherin in watching them. Or rather, in the process of looking at him. "He has a nice ass, right? How would you like to come back for the ball, huh?"
If the choking steam room had not already flushed her face, this remark would have inflamed cheeks on the field. Instead, he used the outbreak of trouble to pull Sirius out of the water, drag him to the pile of towels and hot in a tightly wound around his waist, ensuring that the Animagus did the same.
"I'm not the type to use
things that have already served," Snape sneered from the other side of the tub. Remus tried to ignore it.
Please, Sirius, drops, here we go. Please. But the young Black had already returned to secure a Slytherin look as bad as he could for holding a cloth tied around the hips and another wedged around his neck. "Remus is as innocent as you on that point, of course, the reason is completely different. You, no one would dare touch you, even with a pole ten feet long! "He pulled the towel that was blocking his neck and began to vigorously rub his hair black and wet, while he coached the Wolf garou corner where lay their clothes.
"And the excuse of Lupin, what ... because it is taken, perhaps? "Snape let go when Remus pulled on his shirt in a hurry, not caring who drops pearls at the end of her hair." I'm sure inquiring minds would like to know. "
"If you're the curious mind, al-" began the Animagus angrily, but the Slytherin cut it.
"Do not be ridiculous! It's HIM I would not touch even with a pole ten feet long!" Snape turned away from them suddenly and lowered the handle that emptied the bathtub. "Too bad that the taps are not in money, you do not, Lupin?" He leaned and operated plumbing, fixing the copper pipe as he spat out a white foam and air. He growled. "Anyway, I do not go behind the beasts
. You know what I mean, Black?"
Remus had to muster all his strength to keep from rushing to Sirius across the room and throw himself on the Slytherin. It was not as strong as his friend, especially when he was furious, but he still manages to retain him. "Come on, come on. Ignore it! He's just trying to get us into trouble."
He managed to help a Black surly to get dressed before the lead up to the exit. At his side, still fuming at the Animagus.
"Come on," Remus repeated. When the door closed behind them, the werewolf threw a glance at his watch. "It's almost time for our shift." They went
in a silence stretched out to the fifth floor. The young Lupin did not stop to think that, perhaps, when they find themselves all alone during their patrol, maybe they could ... well, they could kiss again. Not that he looks forward to the idea of neglecting his duties as a prefect ... But when they arrived
in the corridor that housed the classrooms of Ancient Runes, they found it completely empty. Remus left the planning of his pocket and studied a second.
"Zabini Tim and Nancy Davies should be somewhere around," he said softly Sirius. The corridor was lit by torches and widely spaced, which emitted wave shadows on the stone floor.
Advancing a little farther down the hall, they discovered the hiding place where young prefects. Remus found himself smiling when he realized what they were doing, wondering if the two sixth years had not read his thoughts.
"Tut, tut, tut! Were you, I am ashamed!" suddenly threw Sirius, frowning and left hand firmly placed on his hip, Slytherin who startled at the sound of his voice. "Se roll like two scoops sixth grade excited instead ... "
" We're sixth years, "exclaimed Tim, but animagus continued as if he had not heard.
" ... you act like adults! You're supposed to be an example for small fayot first and second year. And you're here, to balance the trust of Dumbledore by the window. "Remus felt his smile disappearing. Sirius had he not intend to engage in the same activity? Near him, Black continued to grumble, "... can not believe you are prefects. And if a student left his dorm? And if he broke into the hall of ancient runes? And they kept a monstrous creature in there, so fierce that it would consume a single bite? What would you do you and your little sense of duty prefect, eh? "
" Come on, Tim. It goes, "Nancy indignant while the two Slytherin moved away by throwing black looks. Padfoot turned to Remus.
" You have been a little harsh, do not you think? "It could not help feeling a twinge of regret at the apparent aversion had Sirius for kissing in public. The Animagus Were there any remorse?
But at the very moment the two prefects disappeared down the hall, Sirius pushed him against the wall and pressed lips against his greedy.
Despite the cold stones and rocky which mauled the back, despite her knees started to weaken, threatening to give way under his weight, Remus was euphoric, he loved it, and when he realized, he was completely dazed. It surrounds the other boy of his right arm and drew her against him, squeezing as hard as he could, feeling her sex react abruptly at the extreme proximity.
"Hello?" advanced a voice close to them and the werewolf extricates cons to the heart of the embrace of Sirius, collecting a small guttural grunt from the boy with black hair parted away.
"Who is it?" he called softly. That's when Nick-Quasi-Sans-Tête, the ghost of Gryffindor assigned, passed through the wall a few feet away.
"Hello!" Nick repeated with a huge smile and Remus had to repress the ridicule of his need to throw something on the intruder, the ghost. "I'm supposed help patrol tonight. The prefects chief want someone at each end of the corridor and as you can not seem to get rid of, I was asked to come in as reinforcements. "
" But of course if we can, "muttered Sirius sarcastically . 'It has just had an entire week pretending to be attached to each other. "
The Animagus grumbled a bit but the duty prefect called them. The boys then headed towards the west, while Nick was floating in the opposite direction. Arrived at their posts, they saw the silhouette of the bright ghost to another down the hall and Remus could not help making a face. With this unexpected help, not only they were prevented from spending time in s'explorant each other, but in addition, they could not even sneak into the Hall of Ancient Runes to cast an eye to what There was guarded. Despite what he said to Sirius, the young prefect was actually very curious.
"So when is it that you've realized that ... you know?" At his side, Black kept making trips. "Me, I realized that I wanted was you last year, when I slept with Daniel and I thought it would be even more beautiful with fair hair and a slender body. "
" And you decided that you had a crush on me, just because of that? "Remus inquired of a hint of doubt, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sure there was something else."
Sirius gave a little smile a little ashamed. "Well, that and the fact that I was extremely
jealous of Naylia, even if James and I, we never knew you slept with her. "He paused a moment, then his smile widens suddenly." Oh, and once when we were in Metamorphosis, I made bandage alone watching you lick a feather in sugar. "
Remus stumbled a second." Really? "Imagine Sirius, sitting beside him, watching him while trying to conceal the erection that pointed her dress ...
"It was after Daniel and Terrence, of course. When I understood my feelings and I realized that I wanted was you, I made a cross on the other boys. I did not really have a chance with you. "Sirius turned around." I was sure you would never love boys. That you love me forever,
me. After what happened in the shower this week when you said you were straight ... I think I've never been so miserable in my whole life. "
" I think that I I was trying to hide one's face, "whispered the prefect setting the small flame of a torch, which was reflected in the eyes of his friend." It's just that I do not want to be even more different from others I do already was, so I convinced myself that I did not feel anything else to you than friendship. "He offered her a small smile." During the course of Muggle Studies, when you were sucking this rod with licorice, I have been able to concentrate after that. My blood is channeled elsewhere
. "
Sirius allowed himself a wink." It was done on purpose, you know. It was worth getting into trouble t'embraser to see you like that. "
Remus allowed himself to laugh softly. He approached,
resistant as well as possible the temptation to grab the other dryly boy and pressed his mouth against the soft lips that obsessed him. He needed to feel that intimacy. He walked just enough to wedge his head on Sirius's shoulder and closed her eyes, feeling a wave of serenity wash him away.
How is it possible to get so lucky? "Is it going there?" shouted Nick. Muttered a few obscenities to Black himself, while they split up and resumed their round.
In fact, fortunately they had returned to patrol because of the corner of the eye, Remus saw a movement and a thin black curve had disappeared in the darkness of the hallway. He touched the arm of the Animagus of his right hand and pointed to the corner of the corridor head.
"Hey!" yelled Sirius. The werewolf grinned while his friend led him straight ahead until the crossing where they found a boy wrapped in her black dress, her lips turned up and tried to make himself small. It was not as expected Remus, a student of first year or two too curious.
was Peter.
"What are you doing here?" hissed harshly prefect. The young rats sighed before closing her eyes and let his head fall forward.
Lupin waited, and thank you Merlin, Sirius made no comment. Finally, Peter looked up. "That they keep in the hall of ancient runes, is for NEWT Uh ... is someone who told me. I just wanted to take a look to see what that it was really happening. " He ran his hand through his blond hair and purposes decided to look at Remus. "I'm sorry, Moony. I knew that you were told to patrol. I ... I think I'm going back to bed."
Somehow, the explanation surprised the prefect. Peter was more of a worker, he always did his homework, he copied it on his friends or take them alone. But see Pettigrew, planted there in the dark, one hand in the pocket and the other in her hair ... anger crept softly to him. Remus was not a saint and he had nothing against a bit of outside help
from time to time, as this essay on aging potions-but never, it does stoop to cheating for consideration as important as the NEWT
"You know, Peter, you're not stupid. You could look and everything would be okay." He felt Sirius pressed his wrist, but ignored it. "Sometimes people have to work harder than others. You I choose to believe the facility? You think it's easy for me to let me into the forest every full moon, you endanger all three and all those that could pass? You do not think I'd rather not stay in the shack so that no one is risking his life? It's hard to let me go, let you make decisions for me. It's really hard to reason with myself, not to rush home to tell her everything Dumbledore to get rid of my guilt, to forgive me of betraying his trust. "
In view of the expression had been stated in this young rats, he felt anger abandon while Sirius gripped her wrist again.
"Remus ... I'm sorry. I know you're right." Peter reached over and squeezed the shoulder of the Reeve. "And thank you for saying that I was not stupid. I guess I was just looking ease. I do not know what came over me."
"Yeah, well," Sirius began eagerly, but when the werewolf looked, he saw a little smile dawning on the corner of the lips of the boy with black hair, "Look, Wormtail, you'll have to copy to my duty Ancient Runes. It will avoid you to cheat at least for that. "
Remus growled softly, really angry." Go back to sleep, Peter. We will soon either, our guard tower is almost finished. "He paused." So that's all we watching? I mean, it's just something for the end of the year? "
The rat nodded and Sirius let out a slight groan." And I thought it was something interesting! This is nothing more than stupid thing for NEWT ... pfff!
With a smile, Peter patted the shoulder of the young prefect and waved Black head, before retiring quietly, turning back to their dormitory.
"You really find it hard to let you go with us during the full moon?" Sirius asked as they resumed their patrol.
Remus looked down at his shoes and sighed, trying to suppress the guilt that he crushed his chest permanently. "It's just that I hate
be forced to lie to Dumbledore."
"Anyway, you really believe that he can lie to that old man?" The werewolf turned to the Animagus, looking confused, and it continued. "I mean, you remember this guy, Bones? He sold the subjects of the OWLS exams in the fifth year, two years ago ... It seems that Dumbledore always manages to discover everything. I'm sure he knows us, but he leaves us to think that because the three of us, it is strong enough to stop you if you ever become uncontrollable. "
weight hanging over shoulders of the young lycan lightening a bit. "You really think so?"
"I would even bet a hundred galleons."
And Remus could not help smiling.
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time that their tour of duty ends, a feeling of happiness was deeply rooted in the chest Moony and even scornfully threw their two Slytherin seventh year, Evan Rosier and Narcissa Black, when they passed them, n ' was not because of his euphoria. As fatigue began to be felt, Remus led the way up to Gryffindor Tower, where they were greeted by a totally deserted common room. As he headed for the stairs to their dormitory, Sirius pulled on his wrist, wanting to drop it.
An arm slipped around his waist, one hand moved to the bottom his back and a wave of invading his whole body shivers when animagus put warm, wet lips on hers. Planted amidst the common room and sure to be surprised at any time by an inquisitive student, the young prefect yet found himself overwhelmed by the urgent need for bedtime Sirius strewn on the carpet before the fire, to continue what ' they had begun so well in the prefects' bathroom. While his lower lip was a language skillfully caressed by silky, talented drummer's left hand ventured under his shirt, got rid of the bulky jacket and began to dig her bare skin had come for, sending small tingling in the body of the werewolf.
"I knew it!" exclaimed a voice above them, causing them to jump and come off sharply from each other. Leaning over the railing of the balcony upstairs boys, James Potter stared at them wide-eyed behind his round glasses. "Every two ..."
Remus felt a monstrous wave of terror engulf him. There, he was there. From that moment, it would definitely be labeled as someone 'different' and 'bizarre'. Sirius seemed perhaps not embarrassed, but he had the horrible feeling that James would be a joy to mark it with a hot iron for the whole school can see how it was abnormal. Not only did he happened to be a werewolf, but in addition, he was attracted to boys. As a boy in particular. A boy who turned the heads of most girls of Hogwarts, and more. He wondered if the Animagus would reject everything, claim that their privacy was not what it seemed. He wondered if the fact of being pointed to so would be pretty scary for the elder Black represses his feelings. What happened between them tonight would not matter. Sirius does not leave classified as 'abnormal', he knew it. And now, Remus was terrified. Terrified of being himself belongs to this category. Yet now he knew what he felt for Sirius, now that he knew that his feelings were mutual, the young warden realized that he had never been so happy with all his miserable life. The Animagus accepted it as it was and found it desirable despite the appalling truth. Remus felt that James was about to destroy his world. Sirius would take his distance, he knew, and he would find someone who can never fill the void so naturally that it pierced the soul permanently.
"You're jealous, Prongs? After all, Remus has nothing to envy to Lily. Are you sorry to have missed your chance?"
Then the uncontrollable chain of thoughts that galloped to the head of the werewolf stopped abruptly.
"When you have retrieved the bottom of your jaw dragging on the floor, "continued solemnly Sirius to the attention of the bewildered who was staring open-mouthed," Is what you will leave us alone, we can finish kissing quietly? "
" You. .. you ... "James stuttered, his eyes bulging with surprise. Then he seemed to recover and confessed with some seriousness." I'm just surprised that you do not say anything m'ais. Since you talked about Daniel and the other guy ... "
" James knew? "Remus interrupted, raising his eyes to the young Black and feigning a look full of pain. It does was not really surprised. After all, Sirius and James were like brothers.
"Of course I knew it!" Potter exclaimed with a big smile. "He could not really tell you about it, especially since he thought you were straight. He was afraid. You know, with him, but friendship comes first."
"Sorry, Moony.'s True, everything I told James." Sirius growled, looking ill at his best friend, which leaned perilously over the railing.
a gesture of the hand, Remus brushed the apology of the Animagus and felt his lips crack a smile happy. "I'm not angry." His gaze reverted to Pronger. "So you've got nothing against that? We both, I mean?"
James sniffled loudly. "I know that according to Sirius," he lowered his voice, trying to imitate his friend, 'Remus has nothing to envy to Lily, but I prefer' nothing 'Lily, that thou you have
, Moony, if you know what I mean. So why am I against? "
" I did not ask you if you were jealous ... "But the sentence of the werewolf died when he realized, his heart beating, the deer they smiled sympathetically top at the observatory. It approves
.
"And if we continued this interesting conversation tomorrow morning?" inquired Sirius, Lupin and young Potter surprised to fix a curious way. "Go ahead, you come immediately."
James nodded. "That's right, yes' immediately '. See you tomorrow at breakfast'." With a nod to Remus and without a word, the boy with glasses disappeared into the corridor of the seventh years.
"Where is it that we were together?" Sirius leaned over and placed his lips on the cheek Moony.
Remus's heart did not stop banging against his chest, still baffled by the fact that James, one of their two best friends, had no problem with them being together. He felt suddenly overwhelmed by a wave of joy and felt the urgent need to take to tighten the Animagus furiously in his arms. He avoided the kiss reluctantly follows his nose and plunged into the neck of the other boy, frantically saying his grip.
"It surprises you that much that James is happy for us?" Sirius whispered, his breath fluttering by the hair of young prefect.
"It's just that I did not know what to think," confessed Remus. "I did not know he was already familiar to you." He drew back slightly to show a frown face to disturb the elder Black. "Do not worry, it does not bother me that you told him ais and not me. And I guess you did not tell Peter?"
"Neither Lily," Sirius said. "It was not a question of confidence, you know I just wanted to sort through my feelings before you bother with this."
Remus's heart sank suddenly. "And if Peter and Lily accept not? If they come to hate us? And if it happens to know and the whole school hates us? "
" Peter is not one to make judgments about these things any more than Lily. As for the rest of the school, they will just go to hell. "
" You really think they would agree? "
Sirius sighed and raised his left hand, gently placing the tip of his fingers on the cheek of a werewolf. "Hey, forget it for now, ok? We'll see when the time comes. For now, we're going to time us and we will be able to spend together between classes, assignments, revisions and trainings. "
Remus allowed himself a smile, realizing that if Sirius was so calm, so it could be, too." I'll try to relax. "He closed his eyes and drew his face from the hand of the Animagus, which began to stroke his cheek.
The werewolf turned his head slightly and kissed the palm of a young Black. This gave her a little smile, before letting his hand slide slowly to wrap around the neck of Remus and draw against him.
Nearby, the warmth that emanated the chimney was sweating but the prefect did not care. He opened his mouth and his tongue fell upon that of Sirius, battling, stroking, swallowing the moan that tore the throat of the boy with black hair. He went further, pressing firmly to their chests against each other, and shuddered as he felt the left hand of the Animagus down along his back, finally grabbing the bottom of her sweater.
"... the couch," muttered Sirius, and Remus tried not to leave the lips of another boy while they were moving, somehow, to the sofa. When Padfoot lasted on the burgundy velvet sofa, Moony toppled with him, without thinking, struggling not to break contact.
When Sirius began to gently kiss her jaw, leaving her fingers pull on the neck of his sweater, the werewolf felt his hair stand on end. When a language drew the rough outline of his ear, the werewolf shuddered. When he planted his teeth gently in the soft lobe, the werewolf could not accept a complaint. It was a sweet torture, it was so good that Remus had to fight to resist the urge to tear his clothes on the spot. Sirius then proceeded to chew her neck and a tingling wave swept through her body, forcing him to dismiss the head back begging for more. Hot lips parsemèrent his skin a trail of wet lollipops and a gasp escaped him while Sirius plunged his tongue in the hollow of his collarbone. Who would have guessed that a simple kiss could be so exciting? Why Naylia had never been able to make him feel this sort of thing?
Then Sirius reappeared mouth against hers. Remus and grabbed the bottom of the shirt of a young Black when he felt the other boy to do well and push his fingers into the firm flesh of his side. Their hips collided painfully tearing a rumble Animagus and electrifying the skin of the werewolf, who instinctively stuck his teeth into the lip of the drummer of Gryffindor.
The mumblings that escaped when the mouths of her Animagus grisèrent senses and he showed a fierce craving, clinging to roughly the other body. Loved the kidneys of Sirius and accentuated a wave of ecstasy swept over the nose as he poked in the neck of the Animagus and lapped the thin film which was salted away. Black growled under his lips and Remus felt a hand slip under her sweater, touching his palm back and fingers to creep into his pants.
He slid one leg between those of Sirius and feverishly rubbed against him. The groans from the warm body he dominated, flattered his ego and he felt a deep sense of power, while the delicious friction of the fabric of his pants against her thigh sent him to the edge of orgasm. His left arm was severely bent them both, but he barely felt the pain he flung himself on the other boy's mouth, insinuating his tongue inside while holding onto the black locks that bewitching. The pleasure was intensifying as his hips were crushed against those of Sirius.
Remus felt like they had just begun, and he was probably right, but when the hand of the Animagus closed over his buttocks, he totally lost control of his actions. The werewolf assen few shots back, panting impatiently against Sirius's lips, until her body shudders violently and that he enjoys. Under him, Black twitched, releasing a discreet "ah!" which contrasted with the ecstatic cry of the prefect of Gryffindor.
Breathing still panting, the young Lupin felt embarrassed win quietly. He looked up and found Sirius, his eyes fixed on him, smiling like a saint, his face damp.
"It was unbelievable," murmured the Animagus, and heart, yet terrified, of Remus, exploded.
What should I be embarrassed? The roar that filled his ears since the beginning gradually calmed down and he abandoned himself to the heat that consumed his body. Head on Sirius's chest, he thought he heard the other boy's heart beat as fast as his.
"We should go to bed," whispered the werewolf. He really did not want to get up, but he knew they should not remain lying there too long, failing to fall asleep and be woken by an early riser first year.
"I can not move," Padfoot mumbled in response. Remus smiled and climbed on the legs, causing the other boy with him. A dark patch soiled their pants.
Sirius slowly pointed his finger on the crotch of the young prefect. "I think you're wet," laughed he with a small grin.
Lupin snorted defiantly. "I'm not alone."
With a shrug, Sirius put his palm on the cheek of the werewolf and let his fingers run along the jaw discreetly hot. Remus let out a long sigh before raising his hand to cover one's Animagus.
"I'm glad it all arrived," he whispered. Sirius gave her a smile, shaking his head slowly and Remus continued, "I do not even know why I could not understand earlier that I felt for you. How could I be so blind?"
"It does not matter now. What matters now is the fact that we both know it and we can obey our feelings. I do not care what other think, but I know you not, then remember ... just that I'm here. I'm not going to reject you or act as if nothing had happened. "
Remus wondered if the fire had not ignited suddenly, because he felt her cheeks ablaze after the declaration of Sirius.
"Come, we go to bed," begged the boy with black hair before a werewolf cause determined, on the stairs.
To be continued .. .
