"And don’t you ever fucking forget it," Sirius replied, losing himself in every licking bite. His head tipped back against the wall, and he barely noticed when he knocked against into the bottom edge of a picture frame. Remus was quickly obliterating everything thought from his mind. There was only his strong hands gripping at Sirius’s waist and pinning him against the wall; his lips and tongue roving ravenously over his throat; his firm thigh rubbing against his straining cock.