Oh Merlin, this was exactly what he needed and he never wanted to stop. All he could think about was pinning Remus into the island, right there, and never letting him go. He groaned softly in response to the tugging and pressed his hips against Remus's in the complete and absolute need he was feeling right now.
And then he heard the female voice behind him. Shite. Where was he supposed to go? He couldn't hide himself anymore. Remus's parents may not have known Sirius outside of pictures, and here he was, in their kitchen in the middle of the night, snogging her fragile werewolf son.
So incredibly awkward, Sirius stepped away, ashamed of himself as he stared at the floor they stood on.
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