Remus couldn't help but smile at that; not because he found Sirius' retort particularly funny or insightful, but because he had, after all, failed to make the joke clear. This made Remus emit another humming exhale, finally turning to meet Sirius' eye.<br/>"Yeah," he uncharacteristically agreed, shifting his position as he spoke. His hand untangled itself from the other's hair in order to grip the wrist the hand with which Sirius was caressing his chest. Remus' eyes remained on Sirius', a grin on his lips. "I can only think of a couple, but they're perks none the less."<br/>With his hand still around Sirius' wrist, Remus pushed himself up onto one elbow, effectively moving Sirius' off of his chest, turning him back onto his back. There was a brief moment of consideration, having to consider how he wanted this interaction to end. In the end, Remus decided against all of his impulses and didn't kiss Sirius. Instead, Remus lips once again parted in a smile. "You get to have a grotesquely large breakfast without any remorse. Cooked by yours truly."<br/>With that, Remus pulled Sirius' arm closer, planting a loud kiss onto the soft skin on Sirius' forearm, before finally letting go of the other, turning away from him in order to get out of bed.