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Remus had enough. He was boiling with rage, white-hot anger seeping through his veins as he watched Sirius wink and flirt with the keeper of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, Archer Crooks. He struggled to keep his breathing under control as he felt another person’s presence.
“Just go grab him,” James said, with a chuckle, from beside him. “He does this to tease you, I hope you understand that.”
Remus didn’t want to tear his eyes off the two tall seventh-years, now immersed in a conversation that apparently had them giggling like little schoolgirls.
“I know, it’s working,” he growled to his friend. James rolled his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh.
“Jesus Moony, just get him, for fuck’s sake,” he said before dashing away to the corner of the corridor where Lily leaned against a wall, talking to her friends. Remus clenched his fists and began walking towards Sirius and his new acquaintance with determined steps. As he reached them, he grabbed Sirius roughly by the arm and said something along the lines of “need to talk to you” through gritted teeth. Sirius, the fucker, just smirked, waved back at Archer, and followed obediently.
Remus led them to an empty classroom in a deserted second-floor corridor, sealed the door and put a silencing charm on it before turning to look at Sirius with flared nostrils.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he demanded, stepping closer to Sirius, who blinked, his pupils blown wide, and let out a ragged breath.
“Nothing.” He sounded so submissive and that was all it took for Remus to slot his leg between Sirius’, making the latter let out a soft whimper and crash against a desk behind him.
”It didn’t look like nothing,” he said huskily as he pressed his leg harder against Sirius’ growing erection. Sirius closed his eyes and let out a moan as his head fell back. ”It looked like you were flirting with bloody Archer Crooks.”
Remus' breathing was heavy. He couldn’t help but let some of the anger wear off when he looked down at Sirius, moaning and whimpering beneath him, so fucking beautiful.
”I’m sorry,” he said, and Sirius opened his eyes and blinked confusedly. ”I’m sorry, Jesus, Pads, I’m a mess. I have no right being this jealous.” He removed his leg from Sirius’ arousal.
Sirius stood up straight and snaked his hands around his boyfriend’s neck, a small smile on his lips. “It’s so hot, Moons, I’m not sorry.”
“I feel like an asshole. I don’t own you.” Remus sighed sadly, looking down at his feet. Sirius rolled his eyes and pressed a sloppy kiss to his mouth. He moved his lips towards Remus’ ear and began to whisper.
“But I was flirting with bloody Archer Crooks. Thinking about what his long fingers could do to me, how they could take me apart, make me squirm beneath his ripped body — fuck!” Remus had returned his knee to its position between Sirius’ legs, now pressing it harder than ever against his arousal.
“Stop teasing,” he growled, glaring down at a smirking Sirius, whose breathing had grown heavier. “You know what happens when you tease.” Sirius’ smirk grew wider, and he batted his eyelashes framing his stormy grey eyes that seemed to scream “fuck me senseless.”
“I truly don’t know what you’re talking about, my dear Moon- ah!” his sentence was cut short by Remus licking a stripe from his neck to the area beneath his earlobe, which just happened to be his sweet spot. Sirius immediately turned into a moaning mess, and Remus took the opportunity to loosen his tie.
“What are you doing? Hmmph.” A shiver went through Sirius’ body and he threw his head back as Remus cupped him outside of his trousers and sucked on his sweet spot simultaneously.
“Shut it, Black,” Remus’ whispered into his ear as he flipped Sirius around to tie his hands together behind his back with his red and yellow-striped tie. If anyone found out what they actually used their ties for they would be in so much trouble, Remus thought, but as his mind was clouded with lust, he ignored it.
When Remus turned Sirius back around again, the latter looked up through his eyelashes with such admiration and hunger that Remus had to stop and breathe for a second. Sirius took the opportunity to use his own knee and press it against Remus’ erection, making him let out a low, animalistic groan.
“Fuck, Pads,” he swore under his breath before coming to his senses. “Stop. I thought you wanted me to be in charge.” He pushed Sirius back against the table again and slowly started to unbutton his pants. Sirius looked at him, wide-eyed, as Remus fell onto his knees while tugging Sirius’ pants down to his ankles. He looked up at him from his position on the floor and smirked when he saw Sirius’ rock-hard erection pressing against the fabric of his underwear. He let out a string of tsk-sounds.
“Already so hard for me, Pads, and I’ve barely even begun.” Sirius whimpered, whispering something unintelligible.
“Hm, what was that?” Remus asked, his breath hitting Sirius’ arousal as he spoke making Sirius’ eyes shut. “Please” Sirius whispered. Suddenly Remus was standing up again. He grabbed Sirius’ face roughly, resulting in him opening his eyes widely.
“Did I say you were to close your eyes?” Remus asked, eyebrows raised. Sirius’ breath came in short exhales. He shook his head vigorously.
“No,” he managed to croak. Remus nodded. “That’s right, you keep your eyes open.” He resumed his position on his knees, licking his lips as he stared at Sirius’ arousal. Suddenly he thought of something which had been nagging at the back of his mind without him realizing it.
“Which color, Pads?” he asked as he looked up at Sirius. Sirius caught his breath before producing a small smile at his boyfriend. “Green, so fucking green, Moony,” he said.
Remus smiled. “Good.” He placed a finger inside the elastic of Sirius’ underwear, making his breath hitch. “Let’s take care of this then, shall we?” He pulled on the elastic and slowly slid Sirius’ underwear down his thighs, making them eventually join his trousers which were bunched up at his ankles. Sirius’ erection finally sprung free.
“My knee did this to you?” Remus asked, looking up at Sirius who was biting his lip. “Wow, you truly are a horny one, aren’t you?” Sirius outright moaned at this, making Remus’ eyebrows shoot up in surprise.
“Does me talking really affect you this much? Well, I should put my mouth to better use.”
Remus slowly licked the head of Sirius’ member, making the latter try to grab the edge of the table, but being unable to due to his restraints. “Fuckfuckfuck,” Sirius swore. Remus huffed out a breath and slowly got to his feet again.
”Let’s get rid of this,” he murmured into Sirius’ ear and loosened the tie around his wrists. ”Want you to grab my hair,” he added in a small voice, his face heating up slightly. Sirius smirked at him, knowing how much hair-pulling turned Remus on. The latter got to his knees again and resumed his previous position, face inches away from Sirius’ cock.
“Go on then, grab my hair” he said, and Sirius’ hands quickly made their way to Remus’ light brown locks. His grip quickly tightened as Remus’ licked a stripe from the root to the head of Sirius’ erection. A string of curse words left Sirius’ mouth as Remus pulled away, only to be replaced by incoherent moaning when the latter suddenly decided to deep-throat him. Remus growled as Sirius’ tugged at his hair, the vibrations going straight to the warm coil in Sirius’ lower abdomen. His legs suddenly began to shake.
”Re I’m gonna — fuck — ’m gonna” but before Sirius got to finish his sentence Remus pulled off his cock with an obscene pop. Sirius stared down at his boyfriend in disbelief.
“Remus, please,” he croaked, tears playing at the corners of his eyes. “Fuck, please.”
Remus chuckled. “Oh, I’m not done with you. Did you really think it was going to be that easy? That you would be rewarded for pulling off a stunt like that?” Sirius vigorously shook his head.
“No, no, I didn’t. I’ll never do anything like that again. Just please, please make me come Remus. Please, I’ll do anything.” Remus wouldn’t admit it, but Sirius’ begging really turned him on to the point that he had no other choice than to obey. He stood up in front of the shorter man.
“I am gonna make you come, darling, just not with my mouth,” Remus replied, watching how Sirius’ breath hitched as he started to unbutton his own trousers.
”You’re gonna be the fucking death of me,” Sirius moaned when Remus’ erection sprang free from his boxers.
”Shut up,” Remus said, grabbed his boyfriend and flipped him around so that he was facing the table. He gently pushed Sirius down so that his chest was pressed flush to the wooden surface. ”Color?” he asked tentatively.
”’m so green Moony, will you please just get on with it and fuck me?”
”Shut up,” Remus growled this time. ”Or I’m gonna leave you here with blue balls.” He knew it was a lie. Sirius lying under him like this, so pliant and submissive, was something that he could never walk away from. He grabbed his wand and cast a lubricating spell, making Sirius arch his back and moan his name.
”Pleasepleaseplease,” he silently begged.
”Godric, you’re needy,” Remus said through gritted teeth as he lined up at Sirius’ entrance. He slowly entered him, finally making him shut up as Sirius grabbed the table, his knuckles turning white.
”Move," Sirius demanded, which made Remus come to a halt. Sirius let out a pathetic whine.
”Didn’t I tell you to shut up," Remus said angrily, trying to keep himself from slamming into the man underneath him. Sirius took him so well, the heat around his cock almost being too much.
”S-sorry," Sirius stuttered, gazing back at Remus, his eyes completely glazed over with lust. Remus swore under his breath before gently pulling out of Sirius, making him whimper at the loss. He surprised him by quickly slamming back in, the table moving an inch or so as he did.
”FUCK," Sirius called out, his whole body trembling. ”I’m sorry Re, I can’t be quiet, you have to fuck me, please. I can’t —” his pleads were cut short by Remus starting to pound into him at a quick pace. For a few minutes, nothing could be heard except moans, gasps and skin meeting skin, with an occasional swear word and "Sirius", "Remus", "Pads" or "Moons" slipping out. Sirius broke the silence.
”Re — I’m gonna come. Please Moony, please let me —” Sirius pleaded.
”You don’t come until I — ah — say so,” Remus answered shortly, the pressure on his cock being too much. His thrusts became erratic, he was so close.
”Do you think — fuck — do you think Archer Crooks can make you moan and beg like this?” Remus growled in Sirius’ ear as his thrusts slowed down. Sirius whimpered loudly before answering. ”N-no Re, only — fuck — only y-you.”
”Remus. Moony. Re. Please, please,” Sirius cried, his body shaking as he rutted into the table.
Remus felt himself begin to tumble over the edge as he croaked out: ”Go on, then, be a good boy and come for me.” He knew how much Sirius got off on praise. True to his word, Sirius let out a pathetic little wail and came in hot spurts across the table. Remus continued to fuck him through his orgasm and soon followed, moaning Sirius’ name and various phrases about how good he was as he filled him up. Remus’ movements came to a halt as he slumped against his boyfriend’s shirt-clad back, which was now covered in sweat.
”Fuck,” he breathed out.
”I guess I should flirt with Archer Crooks more often,” Sirius panted, out of breath as well, but sporting a wicked grin when Remus faced him.
”Don’t push your luck, Black,” he said warningly, and Sirius chuckled.
”I’m ready for round two when you are,” he said, winking at Remus, who let out an exasperated sigh.
”Sirius, we have classes in the afternoon too, you know,” Remus retorted, slowly pulling out of Sirius, who moaned at the loss of contact. Sirius slowly turned around, grabbing Remus around his middle.
”Just — let’s stay like this for a while.” He pulled Remus closer to his chest. ”Please.”
Remus sighed contentedly as he embraced the man.
”Ok,” he whispered into his ear. ”Just for a while.”
He felt so loved.