"Oh fuck," Remus moaned, nearly stumbling forward and needing to brace himself against the kitchen counter as Sirius swallowed him down. Sirius closed his eyes, in a bliss of his own. It felt so good, the cold wood under his knees and Remus’s thick cock pressing into the inside of his mouth. He had no idea that being in love would make him so invested in Remus’s pleasure, but he was. Every grateful moan, every eager twitch of Remus’s hips made Sirius’s own desire more acute.