Carding his hands from the nape of Sirius’ neck to his frame his face, Remus lingered in the kiss, peppering sloppy, appreciative kisses across Sirius’ cheeks and jaw.
“That was so good,” he muttered into Sirius’ skin, the smile still wide of Remus’ lips.
Praises and encouragements had fallen from Remus’ lips throughout the evening, finding them increasingly hard to contain having gotten to witness the way Sirius seemed to receive them.
He stole another off-center kiss to Sirius lips. “Incredible.”

Sirius was all but vibrating from all of the praise, feeling like he was absolutely on top of the world and that nothing would ever be able to get him down again. Remus had been so good to him so many times and he was thrilled that he had finally gotten to return the favour.
He eagerly returned the kisses, feeling absolutely ecstatic about the entire thing.
“Good,” he grinned, unable to hide his own satisfaction with how the evening had turned out. “I want to be good to you too.”

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It was hard to ignore how Sirius’ sentiment sent a shiver down Remus’ spine. He had had an idea that something of the sorts had been going through Sirius’ mind, but hearing it said out loud removed any opportunity to diminish and dismiss it entirely.
Rather than face it head on, Remus continued to trail a few kisses along Sirius’ skin, pressing his face into the crook of Sirius’ neck.
“Hm?” Remus hummed with a hazy grin, barely able to process it less of all address it.
He placed another open-mouthed kiss to Sirius’ jaw, the appreciation he felt for the other man pooling in his stomach, making it flip. “You are. You're so good.”

It took everything in Sirius to not just giggle at that, feeling happy and giddy with so much pent up emotion that even half of it could have been enough. He so desperately wanted to be as good for Remus as Remus had been for him, and he felt the appreciation for that pressed against his skin.
“Yeah?” He beamed, unable to hide the wide grin that appeared on his face, feeling the compliment run down his spine.

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The way Sirius received even the slightest praise made Remus’ stomach flutter. Praise was easy to give, especially in moments like these, and it took genuine effort not to allow himself to topple head first into it, starting a stream of praise he’d be hard pressed to stop.
Instead, the pressure building in his chest left Remus in a snicker, finding himself on the brink of laughter. Drowning any words that threatened to spill along with his laugh, he turned to catch Sirius’ lips in a kiss, once again wrapping his arms around his neck.

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It had been quite a change for Sirius to return from Paris, having just gotten used to spending all of his time with Remus and getting to be the center of his attention. It reminded him of what the actual nature of their relationship was, even if it was difficult to get back entirely to what they had been before.
For one, they had slept exactly one night in their narrow twin beds before pushing their beds together, the luxury of the double bed of the hotel room being something that they couldn’t go without.
In most other ways though, their life had returned entirely back to normal, which was why Sirius was alone in their room tonight, Remus having to make up for the time that he hadn’t been able to work now.

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For how much he enjoyed Sirius, his company and his touch, Remus climbed the stairs to their dorm with a growing sense of dread. He had perhaps always felt a sense of whiplash when returning home from work, but finding himself this entangled to Sirius, to the point where even their beds had merged to one, Remus was struck by an unexpected wave of anxiety.
Exhausted, both physically and mentally, Remus found himself hoping Sirius was already asleep or, better yet, out of the room entirely, not yet ready to be perceived by Sirius when he could still feel the phantom touch of another man on his skin.
He unlocked the door quietly, suspended in the hope that he could just slip into the bathroom unnoticed.

When Sirius heard the key in the lock he couldn’t stop himself from turning around, unable to deny the thrill that ran through him upon seeing Remus again.
Despite his having pushed their bed together and continuing their closeness and intimacy, they hadn’t actually talked about what they were, something that caused Sirius stress occasionally. However, when he saw Remus and got to spend time with him, he absolutely felt that it was worth it.
“Hi you.”

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Remus couldn't quite name the emotion that washed over him upon hearing Sirius' voice; he wasn't sure it would do anything good to go searching for it, too afraid it would be something akin to shame, a feeling he had otherwise refused to feel regarding his work.
Closing the door behind him, Remus looked over at Sirius as his hands found the buttons of his coat.
"Hey," he replied softly, the word little more than an exhale.
Remus was quick to duck his gaze again, eyes finding his hands. They weren"taking particularly quick work of undoing the buttons, but Remus felt keen to slip behind the closed door of their bathroom.