Despite being the one to take the initiative and doing the actual act of removing Remus’ shirt, Sirius hadn’t expected that it would lead to the sight of bare skin immediately.<br/>It made his brain short circuit for a moment, lost in what he had started and just taking a moment to take Remus in.<br/>“Yeah,” he breathed, feeling himself a little lost in the pattern on Remus’ chest, tracing the rosettes with his eyes and letting the realisation of what he had started really sink in. Remus was so painfully beautiful to him and the fact that he was willing to humour him with this almost seemed too much for him.<br/>It didn’t help much that Remus seemed so willing to give him praise, something that awoke something within Sirius that he hadn’t even realised had been there. It made him want to do even more, wanting for Remus to always look at him and praise him like that.<br/>“Please.”