It was with some degree of disapproval that Remus' lips left Sirius' skin, leaning back far enough for the other to finish undressing himself.<br/>"Shag?" The offered completion to Sirius' timid question sounded deafening loud in the quiet of the early morning. Remus' face was burning hot with embarrassment and intimidation, yet there was hardly any hesitation audible in his voice. He had no intention of robbing himself of this, no matter how our of his depth he was.<br/>His eyes dipped at Sirius' fully exposed chest; the sight making Remus' mouth go dry and movements softee. "Yeah."<br/>At that, his eyes returned to Sirius'. Sirius looked like he was already coming undone at the seams, and though Remus realised he must have looked the same, he doubted that it was a favourable look on him; it made Remus' lips part.<br/>"Do you want to?" he asked, almost sounding surprised. He should probably register the fact that the question was close to pointless, with how willingly Sirius had allowed himself to be kissed and get undressed, yet Sirius' unfinished sentence made Remus hesitate.<br/>After hours of not speaking, the exchange seemed to create an even bigger distance between them than the physical distance. Selfishly and suddenly desperately afraid of the possibility of Sirius' rejection, Remus leaned back into Sirius' embrace. "Please."