"So...are you," Sirius breathed. He strained his neck and captured Remus’s lips in a starving kiss. Remus ran his hand that wasn’t pinning Sirius’s wrists to the pillows up the outside of his thigh, over his waist, and across his nipple, which he squeezed between his thumb and forefinger. A jolt of pure want burned across Sirius’s skin, and Remus kissed him harder, licking into his mouth wantonly before dragging his lips across Sirius’s jaw and up the side of his neck.