Remus gave him a pathetic little moan in answer and seconds later they were tiptoeing up the stairs as fast as they could and tucking Harry and Teddy into their cribs in their shared nursery. Remus stopped in front of the bureau to turn on the nightlight and white noise machine, but Sirius couldn’t wait. He wrapped his arms around Remus from behind and slid his hands up underneath the thin cotton of his t-shirt, running his fingers across his warm stomach, before leaning over and brushing his lips across his neck.