Disclaimer: It's just me and no 'me' is not J.K. Rowling… Unfortunately.

Warning: Explicit Homosexual activity

Just in case you've been reading this fic with mixed feelings on the romance between the two guys, I'd suggest you make up your mind quickly. This is that kind of chapter. Enjoy.

Chapter Nine: Cupid's Day Climax

Shit, Sirius couldn't help think even as he tried to lean away from the withering body in his arms, Where'd he learn that?

As if sensing his befuddlement Remus lifted his head from where he'd buried it in Sirius' neck, assaulting everywhere he could reach from his chin to his collarbone with kisses that Sirius felt down to his toes.

"Shit," Sirius said grinning madly before shifting his waist from where it was pressed up against the smaller boy, trying to hide the obvious effects of their activities. "It's been a while since we had this much time alone."

"I know," Remus breathed placing a kiss on Sirius' neck before reaching up to give a playful tug on his earlobe with his teeth in a frighteningly sensual way, "I've missed this."

Sirius opened his mouth to reply with something witty but all that came out was a strange warble of sound, he regained enough sense to compare it to something that might come from a kicked puppy before Remus rubbed his thigh up against his, bringing the prominent bulge in both of their trousers in line and he felt all his wits leave him.

"Shit, Remus, Shit," he moaned and as he was about to pull away, feeling that if he didn't hd would do something to scare the slighter boy, Remus opened his legs and wrapped them gently around Sirius' waist.

Sirius coughed at this point, feeling his cock rubbing up against the bulge in Remus' trousers that seemed to be radiating heat.

"It's okay. You don't have to leave," Remus said softly and even through the tinted red light from the closed curtains around Remus' bed Sirius could make out the endearing flush that traveled across his cheeks.

"Are –" Sirius' voice failed him and he had paused to clear his throat, "Are you sure? I – don't want you to feel like I'm pushing you too fast."

Remus leaned up on his elbow bringing the boy's erections closer as he pressed his lips against Sirius', "If anyone asks, you can say that I did all the pushing."

Sirius raised one dark brow unable to stop the flood of laughter that escape from him, "If I had known this is the reaction I'd have gotten, I would make sure that James and Peter were always around us."

"Don't get me wrong, they're great. But it's hard sometimes when they're always around. We haven't gotten any time alone in weeks," Remus pouted in a way that went straight to Sirius' balls though he suspected that anything Remus did at this point would go immediately travel south.

"Can you blame them though? Who wouldn't want to always be around me?" Sirius said if not a bit breathlessly trying to ignore the heat that spread through his body at being this close to Remus.

Remus rolled his amber eyes but instead of delivering the witty retort that Sirius was sure laid just on the tip of his tongue he reached up to stroke the side of Sirius' face gently drawing his hand slowly down his body.

Sirius watched almost in trance as the boy's thin, warm fingers travelled down his torso, pausing for a minute to hover over his frantically beating heart and grazing his nipple through his thin, white shirt before continue to travel down his stomach, gripping the bottom of his shirt.

Looking into the boy's determined if not slightly embarrassed face Sirius leaned away from him before pulling his shirt slowly over his head.

"You're so handsome," Remus said softly before laying back down on his sheets allowing his own pale brown shirt to ride up his stomach.

Sirius reached down to kiss him again, feeling that as his tongue flicked against his, exploring the intoxicating taste that he'd come to crave, that he might crush the boy with his eagerness.

Remus didn't complain and only pushed against him harder rubbing his body against his, "Sirius – you can, you…"

Sirius searched the boy's face for an answer of what he wanted him to do but before he could question him Remus had reached his belt.

Sirius' breathe caught as he looked into the boy's eyes and before he could think of anything to say Remus had started pulling on the clasp, working to unfasten it before gently pulling down his pants.

His warm hand tickled the hair of his stomach as he ran his hand across the smooth area before trailing the path down to his cock.

"Remus," Sirius choked out breathlessly although he wasn't sure what to say. In the back of his mind he wondered when they'd reversed roles so completely. Normally it was Sirius who got the boy alone in their dorm before pulling him into searing kisses, when had Remus developed the power to turn his brain to shit?

"Is this okay?" he asked quietly as his hand wrapped around the thick girth of Sirius' cock. Sirius could no longer speak so had to resort to nodding frantically before he buried his neck into Remus' neck fumbling as he did to unfasten the boy's belt.

He was slow at first, almost hesitant as he dragged his hand up towards the head pulling the skin back gently as he came back down. Alternating his speed he reached up to swipe the drops that had collected at the tip of Sirius' head and twisted down to the base.

"Fuck!" Sirius thrusted into the boy's hand as he wrapped his own hand around Remus' hot organ, pulling and twisting the head with a flare practiced only on himself that had the boy withering and moaning against him.

"Sirius," he moaned as he unleashed his hold on his dark hair before gently guiding the boy's free hand to his cup ass.

Sirius stilled for a moment before spreading his palm and grabbing him, squeezing him gently while he thrusted against Remus, the feel of the boy's wet organ slipping against his almost pulling him over the edge.

He caressed the boy's plump ass, unable to help himself after pointedly avoiding the area for so long.

When Sirius' hand slipped dangerously close to his crevice Remus tensed before letting out a loud moan and jerking roughly against Sirius' body his cheeks clenching deliciously against his palm.

Sirius reached down hesitantly to part his cheeks gently kissing the boy before beginning to rub the pad of his index finger gently around the rim of his entrance.

Sirius had never came this close with another boy before, usually all of the sexual interactions he had involved the other guy on his knees and Sirius hadn't been curious enough to try anything else. Now when it was Remus withering underneath him, allowing Sirius to touch him in such a sensitive place Sirius couldn't help but feel excited if not a bit scared.

"I don't want to hurt you," he said gruffly in the other boy's ear before pulling away from his entrance to squeeze his cheeks again.

Remus grunted stretching out to open his curtains and reach into his bedside table, after a minute of searching around he leaned back and pushed a bottle into Sirius' hands.

Sirius fumbled with it for a minute before ripping apart the plastic seal and pouring the cool gel into his hand.

After he'd felt that he'd gotten his fingers wet enough he continued to trace the rim of Remus' entrance before taking a deep breath and pushing gently against the tight muscle.

Remus inhaled sharply and when he exhaled again Sirius pulled his finger out giving him a minute to breathe before he tried again. His finger slipped in easily this time and he was able to slip half the digit inside before he paused to kiss at the light sheen of sweat on Remus' brow.

"Does it hurt?" he asked pressing kisses against his face.

"No, just – it feels weird."

Sirius paused for a minute unsure, for once, if he was doing something wrong but before he could withdraw Remus rocked against him gently, encouragingly.

The second finger added seemed to cause the smaller boy even more pain and Sirius had to pause several times, his entire body knotted in tension, as he waited for Remus' rigid spine to relax.

When Sirius had managed to push both fingers past the tight ring of muscle he began pushing them gently in and out of his body, thrusting his cock in rhythm against Remus' leaking cock as the boy moaned softly.

All traces of pain were wiped away from his face as he arched his back his own hips picked up the pace as he murmured breathlessly against Sirius' shoulder, "Shit, Sirius faster…. I'm close."

Sirius shifted his angle and after a particularly hard push into the boy's body Remus almost screamed as he spread his legs wide pulling the boy closer to him.

Sirius could feel himself coming closer to completion and had the mind to poke at the bundle of nerves again, pulling another breathless moan from the boy before he felt his body clench around his fingers and warmth spread across his stomach as he released his completion against Remus' stomach.

'Shit' was the last thing he mumbled as he collapsed on his back pulling the boneless boy onto his chest.

Remus murmured senselessly for a minute before wrapping his arms around his chest and exhaling deeply, "I know. Amazing."

"I have to tell him," Sirius said turning to James.

Both boys were alone in the dorm room as Remus and Peter had already left for Remus' study group.

James said nothing but looked up at him from his Quidditch magazine his leg bouncing rhythmically as he watched Sirius pace.

"I – I don't know what else to do… we've started doing stuff," Sirius flushed slightly as he broke eye contact with James to pace back down the room, "I don't know what to do."

"So tell him," James said simply as he laid the magazine down and stood up, "Boring holes through our floor isn't going to help your love life."

"I can't."

"Want me to do it?" James asked dropping to his truck and riffling through it.

"I'd punch you in the throat," Sirius snarled taking a threatening step towards him.

James laughed shaking his head before glaring at him over the top of his truck, "I'd like to see you try."

Sirius said nothing but grunted instead and spun around on his heels. "He'll kill me when he finds out," he said softly after a few minutes of silence.

James looked up from where he'd been pulling on his Quidditch gear surprised to hear the forlorn tone in his friend's voice.

"Worse. What if he dumps me?" Sirius sat down bodily on Remus' bed and after a second's hesitation James joined him.

"He won't do that, just explain what happened," James leaning over to brush his shoulder against Sirius', "He's kind. He'll understand."

"Understand?" Sirius said in a panic, "He'll understand that I used him? That all I wanted from him was a shag?"

"You didn't know him," James shrugged, ruffling the front of his hair in a way that told Sirius he was feeling uncomfortable, "None of us did."

"What am I going to do if he dumps me?" Sirius asked meeting James' eyes looking melancholy, his jaw clenched tight with the anxiously that knotted his stomach.

"He won't," James replied softly but the way he stared across the room unblinkingly looked uncertain. "But I don't think you should tell him. Ever." He said turning to look at Sirius, "We were kind of being complete asses when we made that bet, I'll admit. And we didn't even know him – but now – now we know he's more than just some uptight, swot. He's pretty cool and -," James paused clearing his throat before continuing, "I don't want to lose his friendship over something we did before we even knew him, and I'm willing to bet neither does Peter."

Sirius looked a bit uncertain as James stood up and started pulling his Quidditch gear on. "Why are you just sitting there?" James asked as he threw a bundled of set of pads. "Get your shit on, you promised to play Keeper."

"So you really don't think I should tell him?" Sirius asked some time later when both boys were walking across the Quidditch pitch headed to retrieve brooms from the store shed.

"Honestly – from what I've learned about him, I think it would really hurt his feelings. He seems to really like you even more than he seemed to like McDonald and I think that finding out about the bet would crush him."

Sirius said nothing but took off into the sky flying towards the three goal posts, he said very little but made infrequent comments at James recommending he fake a direction or telling him his aim was off, and was glad that for once his mind could on something other than how Remus would feel if he ever found out.

"He'll never know," James said a few hours later as the sun was setting and the sky had erupted in a burst of soft purples, pinks, and fierce hues of oranges, "I'll never tell and neither will Pete. He'll never have to know about any of it."

Sirius thought about it for a minute, it was an option. He could keep Remus, they could be happy together and the boy would never be the wiser. James was right – no one would mention the bet to him –the other boys wanted to be his friends, they all liked him and wanted to keep him around.

Squaring his shoulders and smiling for the first time in hours as he felt like a weight was being lifted from his shoulders. "Yeah, yeah you're right. I just won't tell him. He'll never need to know."

"Happy Valentine's Day!" Remus said happily as he draped his arms around Sirius.

"Happy Valentine's Day," Sirius whispered into his ear as he started nibbling on the boy's neck loving the way that Remus tilted his head back exposing his throat to him.

"Alright, alright – break that shit up," James said as he barged into the room loudly, banging things on the way to his bed for emphasis.

"Yeah, no one wants to see that," Peter parroted trailing after the bespectacled boy.

"What's wrong with you lot?" Remus asked straightening his shirt with a remarkable amount of poise for someone who had just parted from the wandering hands of his boyfriend.

"Muummmgh."

"What?" Sirius asked and leaped towards James grabbing a handful of the boy's unruly hair and pulling his face up from where he'd attempted to suffocate himself in his beddings.

"Lily didn't want to go to Hogsmeade with me," he repeated. Sirius 'ohh-ed' before dropping his face back in the bedding and moving to sit beside Remus edging obnoxiously close to the other boy.

"How'd you ask her?" he asked helpfully while pointedly ignoring the way Sirius kept nudging closer to him.

"Walked up to her and said 'Today's your lucky day, Evans. Out of all the girls here, you get to go with Hogsmeade with me'," Peter said from his position on James' bed grinning widely, "Should've seen it. Freaking epic."

"Shut up," James groaned when he finally managed to flip himself over bodily.

"I don't even know why you bother talking to her without Remus there, you know she always end up punching you," Sirius said even as he started to slowly wind his arm around Remus' waist. Something in the back of his mind told him to stop but as he saw the flush of colour spread down the boy's neck he was reminded of just one of the many reasons he liked touching the other boy.

"How'd any of us be entertained if he did that?" Peter asked that ridiculously wide grin still slapped on his face.

"Shut up, Peter," James threw in his direction.

Seeing the immediately dejected look on Peter's face, Sirius couldn't but laugh as he shook his head slightly. "So how will you be spending today?"

"Alone."

Sirius shook his head, trying to keep a straight face as he saw Remus squirming clearly uncomfortable with the way Sirius' hand was running slowly up and down his back pausing to brush his fingers gently against his neck.

"Sorry mate." And although wasn't much trace of sympathy in his voice, James grunted in reply before standing up and heading for the washroom.

"What about you?" He asked poking his head from the washroom.

"Oh… you know," Sirius said coyly as he reached up and brushed the back of his hand against Remus' cheek, he was really wishing that this conversation would be over so he and Remus could get on with their Cupid Day's plans.

"Peter?"

"Same old," came his dejected reply.

"Does that mean your rolls scared away Tabitha?" Sirius asked distracted as he watched the way Remus' eyes darted across the pages of the book he was reading.

Peter turned a specular shade of pink while James emerged from the washroom laughing loudly as he threw on a new shirt, "I'm out."

"Where to?" Peter asked quickly standing up and grabbing at the remaining pieces of chocolate on his bedside table.

"Out," James repeated rolling his eyes in Sirius' direction.

Sirius felt bad for the way that James had to continuously deal with the clingy boy and that was the reason he opened his mouth and said carelessly, "James isn't interested in your rolls either."

Peter's face darkened seeing the way James' face split into a smile. Without commenting, the dark-haired boy shook his head and left the room.

"I'm not a queer, Sirius. Not everyone wants to bugger ass."

Remus tensed under his touch and Sirius could tell that he'd stopped reading by how still had eyes had become. The group had never discussed his and Remus' sexual orientation before and the way Peter threw it so callously at him pissed him off.

"Fuck you Pettigrew. If I were you I'd jump at the chance to be with anything that could stand your fat ass," Sirius snapped back viciously instantly regretting it as he saw the way the boy visibly crumpled, his face falling and his body becoming slack. "Pete- "

"Fuck you."

Peter drew himself up to his full height and stroded towards the door, "Just because I'd rather not spend my time fucking some cheap piece of ass doesn't mean that I couldn't."

Sirius' face dropped as he turned towards Peter thinking for the first time in their friendship that he was actually going to follow through on one of his many threats and literally punch the boy in his throat. Before he could move Remus slammed his book closed before glaring at the pudgy boy, "You know I'm right here don't you?"

Peter started seeming to notice him for the first time and had the grace to look apologetic, "Remus I –"

"Save it," Remus said before grabbing both his and Sirius' coats, "I actually have a date tonight. Enjoy your left hand."

Remus was glowing. Sirius had never felt like a bigger pounce as he thought this staring at the particularly iridescent face of the boy beside him.

"What?" Remus asked turning to look at the other boy as he snatched his hand out of Sirius' grasp. "Have I got something on my face?" His expression darkened, "Have you done something to my face?"

"No! Of course not. It's just –," Sirius paused as he watched the crease on the boy's forehead smooth almost instantly. "You're gorgeous."

Remus' face went up in a pale, pink glow and even as he tried to bite his bottom lip to keep from smiling Sirius could see the upward pull on the corner of his mouth.

Taking one last resolute breathe Sirius made the decision that had been on his mind all through dinner with Remus at a quaint but quiet restaurant in Hogsmeade and began leading the boy through the halls.

Sirius could tell that Remus was rather confused about where he could be taking him but was rather glad when he choose to stay quiet and follow him wordlessly.

Concentrating as hard as he could on a scene that he was sure came straight out of a Muggle romance novel he paced in front of the solid wall a few times trying to ignore the curious glances that Remus was sending him.

When a tall elegant door materialized out of thin air Remus gasped softly exclaiming 'Brilliant' before allowing Sirius to steer him into the room.

"Sirius," Remus said softly before turning to smile at him endearingly, "I don't know what to say."

Sirius couldn't bring himself to meet Remus' eyes as he stared transfixed at the appealingly romantic decorations the room had created. It was in the style of the Gryffindor common room set in a warm, circular room. There was a roaring fireplace that emitted a heat so strong that Sirius automatically reached up to his scarf to start peeling off the layers of his winter gear.

In front of the fireplace was a large, extremely comfortable looking velvet red loveseat with a small table before it. The extravagant bed that sat in the back of the room made Sirius flush as he looked at it, the bed frame was made of dark wood which had intricate cravings of wildlife, who upon closer inspection, appeared to be in various stages of mating. The rose petals that adorned the red silk sheets caused Sirius to make a strange sound in the back of his throat as he lead them to seat on the loveseat.

"Sorry about all of this," he managed to choke out eventually as he waved towards the bed. "The room kinda took my suggestion and ran with it."

"It's fine," Remus said shaking his head as he reached up to start taking off the layers of his own clothing.

"I just wanted some time alone without Peter and James barging in – but I don't want you to think I'm expecting anything ... or anything," Sirius muttered flushing as he stared into the fire.

"Don't worry about it, I really like it. Honest," Remus signed leaning against Sirius' shoulder.

They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes as Sirius stroked the soft, whispery strands of the boy's hair pausing to pepper light kisses against his forehead.

"I got you something," Sirius said after a while reaching over to his bag and taking out the basket of chocolate and bottles of Butterbear.

Remus' face lite up as Sirius assumed it would and the boy particularly leaped into his lap before opening his mouth and allowing Sirius to feed him his first piece all the while sporting a devilish grin.

"Kiss me," Remus said as he suckled on his fourth piece of chocolate.

Sirius settled his Butterbear on the table and reached forward to hold the boy's face in his hand as gently as he could, stroking the boy's glowing cheek with his hands before he brought his face to his.

"I really like you, Sirius," Remus muttered reaching forward to grasping Sirius' shoulder. "This is all pretty new to me and I know that I don't know always what to do or how to act but I hope you know that I really do like you."

"I like you too Remus, more than you probably realize."

Remus pulled back to fix Sirius with an intense, piercing gaze that made the other boy falter for a minute.

Shooting him a soft, serene smile Remus stood before reaching out for Sirius' hand and pulling him gently towards the bed.

Once Sirius had settled comfortably in the smooth sheets Remus straddled him resuming kissing his face, neck, and shoulders as many times as possible, pulling off the boy's shirt to gain access to more skin.

After an embarrassingly short time Sirius was rock hard and already rocking gently against Remus as he reached for the boy's trousers to pull them off he paused to look at Remus, "This alright?"

Remus nodded allowing Sirius to gently tug down his trousers before pulling off his own jumper leaving himself in a thin, white undershirt and his boxers.

As Sirius pushed up against Remus' warm, hard erection he reached down to cup the boy's ass firmly letting out a moan at the feel of the smaller body in his arms.

"Wait, Sirius -wait," Remus said softly as Sirius brought both of their naked erections in line, pushing up against him.

"What's wrong?" Sirius immediately pulling his hands away from the other boy, "Am I moving to fast?"

Remus shook his head before reaching over and pressing a chaste, sweet kiss against his lips, "That's not it. I - I just don't want to do that," he gestured somewhat awkwardly to Sirius' erect leaking member blushing before looking up to meet his eyes.

"Oh.. Okay, that's fine," Sirius said as he reached to pick up the trousers he'd hastily thrown away as he was trying to rid both himself and Remus of clothes as quickly as possible. "We don't have to do anything. We can just talk."

"No, no I just-," Remus reached to hold his hand before resting it in his lap, "I want to go further, I want you to - to - take me tonight."

Sirius blinked at him stupidly unable to find the words to reply to him even as his cock twitched visibly at the suggestion, "Remus, are you sure? I know this is your first time and I'd understand if you wanted to wait."

Remus shook his head frowning slightly, "I've made you wait long enough, I'm ready now. And I want you... Don't you - don't you want me?" He had mumbled his last question, his eyes downcast as he battled with the obvious insecurity he was feeling.

Sirius chuckled before pulling the smaller boy into his arms, "I think you're the only one who could seriously question something like that even in the face of all this evidence." He glanced down to his leaking member standing rigid between them.

"Of course I want you. I just - I wanted to do be sure."

The boys sat in silence for a few minutes simply drinking the other in, Sirius staring as if trying to memorize his delicate features, the small scar on the side of his nose, his smooth skin and the way a few strands of his golden brown hair always fell into his wide almond shaped eyes.

Sirius reached forward to brush his thumb gently against his lips, tracing the full shape before he brought his brought his hand to the back of his neck and pulled him forward, pressing their lips together.

Remus sighed slightly against his lips as he titled back towards the bed, pulling Sirius to lay on top of him.

He seemed hesitant when Sirius pulled off his plain white T-shirt exposing his scarred chest and brought his hand up to cover his left shoulder where Sirius' eyes had lingered on the thick, smooth scar, his original mark.

"Not tonight," he replied to his silent question, "We can talk about it - I'm ready to tell you. But tonight I want it to be about us - not this," he gestured slightly to his scar.

"Okay," Sirius said against his lips as he drew the boy's hand away from his shoulder. "Okay."

When Sirius' fingers pushed into his body, Remus exhaled roughly against his neck as he cried out before bucking almost automatically against Sirius' thigh.

As Sirius slicked down his cock rubbing the lubricant up and down his length he paused to look at the boy taking in his flushed lips, disheveled hair, and dark, aroused eyes.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered before slipping a pillow under Remus' back and lifting his legs to rest on his shoulder. "You're the most amazing person I've ever meet."

He reached to hold his hand as he gazed into his eyes, lining up his throbbing cock with Remus' entrance, "Let me know if you want me to stop."

Remus smiled at him in such an endearingly, loving way that he felt his heart pause momentarily.

As he pushed slowly into the boy's small, delicate body he felt Remus tense as he clutched almost painfully to his arms but Sirius was gently and as he inched inside the warmth he kissed every bit of skin he could reach muttering sweet words into his ear.

After a few agonizing moments where Sirius felt his body quake with the strain of not pushing into the heat that was Remus, the boy let out a stuttering breathe and shifted experimentally setting a slow pace.

As Sirius gently thrusted into his body panting from the effort to keep his pace slow and gently. He took Remus' hard cock in hand stroking him in rhythm to his deliciously slow thrusts.

"Sirius, Sirius. Shit -," Remus muttered furiously his faced screwed up in pleasure as his hips quickened their face. "Faster. Fuck me faster."

"Fuck."

Sirius quickened his pace, his hips snapping forward in an almost frantic pace as he stroked Remus. "Are you -? Are you almost there?" Sirius could feel the tighten of his balls that signalled his orgasm.

"Yes, Sirius. Yes!"

Sirius shifted slightly and as he pushed into all emcompassing heat and he could tell he'd hit the right spot as the boy's eyes snapped open, his legs tensing over his shoulders.

It only took a few more thrusts before Remus let out a hoarse cry and Sirius felt his wet satisfaction spill over his hand as his clenching heat pulled him over the edge. He muffled his moan into Remus' mouth releasing his orgasm into the boy's soft, rippling body.

Siirus had the mind to brace himself on his forehead to avoid crushing the boy beneath him an das he came back to himself he looked down at Remus' beaming face before kissing him gently, reaching down to guide himself gently out of his now slick, opened passage.

"You okay?"

Remus nodded gently as he closed his eyes and sighed with a small, satisfied smirk on his face. "Better than okay."

As Sirius held him in his eyes watching the rise and fall of his chest slow as the heated sheets cooled around them he thought of everything he'd been through with Remus. How they'd started their tenious relationship and how the feelings the boy had ignited in him - from his initial curiosity to a feeling so deep it made him dizzy to even think about exploring the depths. He wasn't attached to too many people and understood that he had the emotional maturity of a troll but as he looked down at the head of golden brown hair he knew something beyond certainty.

Sirius shook him slightly and amber eyes opened and lazily focused on him, his damp hair from their mingled sweat already starting to clump behind his ears.

"I love you."

So people there it was. Tell me... too much? Not enough? I wanted to write an additional sexual scene before the Cupid's Day climax because I didn't think it was realistic that the first time a couple tries to have sex they get everything right and it's magical that was my way of showing the progression.

Anyways, the next chapter includes the scene that inspired this entire fic. I can see it so clearly in my head I'm really hoping that I do it justice when I write it down.

Thanks for reading. As always. Kisses.