"It's good to be back. Summer without you was too long," Sirius complained, burying his head into Remus' hair, breathing in the unique sent of fresh earth and rain, a smell he had learned to cherish over the past years.

Laughing, Remus nudged his boyfriend, who winced and gave him a mildly-offended look. "Don't be ridiculous. I spent half my summer with you at James' house."

"Still, not long enough. I'd have liked to have you exclusively," Sirius defended himself. "The last three weeks without you were really boring. It was hell ..." he added, when Remus looked not the least bit compassionate.

"Well, we're back at Hogwarts now ..."

"Yes, back to silencing spells and sneaking into each other's beds at night," Sirius said sounding annoyed, waving a hand at the purple bedcurtains surrounding them.

Remus rolled his eyes at his whining boyfriend. "You don't find good in anything lately, do you?" he asked.

"That's not true. On the contrary." Trying to prove his point, Sirius nuzzled his nose into Remus' hair, sighing contentedly.

"Well, I'm sure you found something to occupy your time. You've always been quite the imaginative type," Remus stated, threading a hand through Sirius' hair, playing with the tangled strands.

Slowly raising his head, Sirius grinned, his smile wicked. "Oh, you could say that..."

Suddenly interested and fairly intrigued by the lopsided grin on his boyfriend's face, Remus cocked an eyebrow. "So?"

Sirius lifted himself from the covers and settled down with his legs under his body next to Remus on the duvet, the grin never leaving him, looking a lot like he did when he was planning a new prank to play on the Slytherins.

"I...well...I kind of educated myself."

At this, Remus laughed out loudly. "You educated yourself? Yeah, right!"

"I did!" Sirius said, pouting when Remus snickered even more.

Finally calming down a bit, Remus decided to play along. "So, what was the subject of your autodidaction?" he asked, trying to suppress his giggles.

"Sex."

"Sex?"

Taking in the confused expression on Remus' face, Sirius hastily added, "I read a book... didn't practice, mind you. And I saw this porny film, it was called "Pink Narcissus" in that strange muggle-cinema and –"

"You watched porn?" Remus interrupted him, blinking.

"The film was really kind of ... artsy..." Sirius said, blushing a bit.

Remus snorted. "Riiiighhhhttt... Sometimes I think you take Muggle Studies a bit too seriously," he concluded.

"It got me some ideas..."

"Ideas?" Remus asked, suddenly sounding rather intrigued.

"Ideas of things I want to try with you."

"Ohhhh," Remus breathed, waiting for Sirius to continue talking, but when he didn't, Remus pressed on, "Like what?"

"Errr... rimming, for instance."

"What?"

"R-I-M-M-I-N-G," Sirius spelled, looking a bit nervous.

"Call me stupid, but I have no idea what that's supposed to be. Remus was looking at Sirius intently, obviously waiting for an explanation.

Meanwhile, Sirius had started to fidget, his hands nervously playing with the strings on his pyjama trousers. "Well.. it's when... somebody...err.. if I... " he stopped, looking at Remus rather sheepishly. "I think I can't say it. It sounds so..."

At the disbelieving look on Remus' face, he added, "But I can show you... if... if you want me to."

Considering this for a moment with his head tilted to one side, Remus finally nodded. "Fine. Show me."

"Right."

"What do I have to do?"

"Nothing, really. Just...get out of those trousers and... lie on your stomach, I suppose," Sirius instructed.

"You suppose?" Remus asked, frowning, but then did as Sirius had bade him. "I can't believe I'm consenting to this... has obviously no idea." he murmured to himself, when he lay down onto his stomach, head pillowed on his folded arms.

"I hope this doesn't involve harm of any of my most important body parts. This should rather be good..." Remus continued, murmuring into his arms.

Sirius chuckled and slowly placed a hand on one of Remus' naked buttocks, causing the boy to shiver with delight.

"The bloke they did that to really enjoyed it," he said, trying to convince Remus as much as himself.

"Hmpf..." Remus answered sceptically.

Sirius leaned down and placed a soft kiss on one of Remus' buttocks, his other hand slowly stroking into the crease between them, parting them to reveal the hidden opening.

"So far, it's nice..." Remus moaned appreciatively, burying his head deeper into his arms, his body relaxing.

When Sirius though touched his tongue to the puckered opening, softly pulling his cheeks apart, Remus' eyes flew open and he surged upwards. "Merlin!"

Sirius chuckled huskily against his flesh, making Remus shiver. "Bad?" he asked, not drawing back, his breath washing over Remus' sensitive skin.

"No..." Remus answered hesitantly, "just...unexpected, I guess."

Sirius took this as sign that he was allowed to continue and delved in again, this time pressing his tongue against the muscle, circling it and probing inside. Remus gave another irritated sound and Sirius drew back again, his voice rather concerned now.

"Should I stop? How is it?"

Swallowing audibly, Remus shook his head. "It's ... weird. Yes, weird."

"Weird good or weird bad?"

"I don't know..." Remus murmured rather confused, but then he relaxed, placing his head back onto his arms, closing his eyes.

Sirius continued his ministrations as no further word of protest came, trying to remember how he believed it was done. He carefully licked around the opening in circles, then pushed his tongue inside, his hands kneading Remus' buttocks. There was a harsh intake of breath from Remus, followed by a startled yelp.

"Ohhh... I know now...Weird good!" Remus whimpered, "Weird good."

Sirius had to suppress his triumphant chuckle, concentrating instead on the task at hand, his tongue probing deeper.

"Noo.. I correct myself. Not weird good.... Incredibly good!"

Thankfully, those were the last really coherent words Remus muttered, before he resigned to articulate himself rather loudly with a series of unrecognisable syllables, all who could be filed away as falling in the category of moans, grunts and whimpers. It drove Sirius near insanity.

At one point the now rather enthusiastic werewolf pushed himself up onto his knees in his eagerness, pressing back against Sirius and almost causing him to lose his leverage and fall of the bed.

"You REALLY like that, don't you..." Sirius said chuckling, trying to catch his breath as well.

"Sirius!"

The whine was an unmistakeably invitation to continue, and this time, Sirius snuck a hand around his boyfriend's hip, reaching for the leaking erection, causing Remus to whimper even more audibly. Such energetic reactions made him wish that he could resign himself to reducing his lover to a writhing, mewling mass for the rest of their lives.

Thrusting in his tongue now in a steady rhythm, he used his hand simultaneously, extremely glad for the wonders of silencing spells when Remus threw his head back and came over his hand, howling. They crashed down together onto the duvet, Remus' knees finally giving out under him.

Breathing almost as erratic as his whimpering boyfriend, Sirius crawled up Remus' body, placing little kisses on Remus' spine along the way, finally letting himself drop next to Remus with a small, contented sound.

Remus' face was flushed, his eyes closed, mouth slightly open, eagerly sucking in breath through his flaring nostrils.

"So tell me, how was it?" Sirius urged, impatiently waiting for Remus to catch his breath.

Remus lifted a hand, as if it was very heavy, and then let it fell limply to his side again. "I ... can't possibly describe... that," Remus panted, then finally opened his eyes.

Happily grinning, Sirius placed a kiss to Remus' nose. "Can't you at least try?"

Remus shook his head, tawny hair flying. "I think I can't say it."

At Sirius' frown, a wicked gleam lit up in his eyes.

"But I can show you, if you want me to."