When Sirius drew him closer, wrapping an arm around him, it really underlined the clumsiness of their outer coats, the fabric bulky between them. A quick alleviation, Remus’ hands moved from Sirius’ waist to readjust his grip, this time with his hands pushing beneath the wool of Sirius’ coat. Even though the fabric of Sirius’ shirt, his skin was far warmer and more inviting. than the chilled coat.<br/>It once again affected Remus’ breathing, a little comment he didn’t get to speak out loud. Allowing himself room to speak, Remus’ lips left Sirius’, pulling him closer to make up for it.<br/>“Can I take this off you?” he spoke into the corner of Sirius’ mouth, retrieving his hands far enough to tug at the lapels of Sirius’ coat.