Sirius canted his hips forward and rolled them in circles, lifting his head to kiss Remus slowly and deeply, licking across the scar on Remus's upper lip. He raised himself up onto his knees and sank back down, and he and Remus moaned in unison. Nothing and no one had ever felt so good, so right. Sirius felt Remus everywhere, their bodies pressed and sliding together, inside and out, their arms wrapped around each other, pulling closer with every movement. Sirius’s thighs shook with the exquisite effort of lifting himself up and down, harder and harder on Remus’s cock.