"I just want to be careful. And I want you to be sure," Sirius tried to finish, but he couldn’t help himself, he’d waited so long. He let out a tortured little whimper and leaned down again to capture those perfect lips in another kiss. They were full and soft, slick and warm, and it was another torturous effort to break away. He started to sit up again, and Remus captured Sirius’s lower lip between his teeth, pulling him back, and Sirius moaned into his mouth. But he had to say this, he had to. He took another few heaving breaths and spoke again.