Whether it be Sirius' words or the feeling of Sirius' lips against the tender skin of a new scar that caused it, Remus shuddered. It made his chest tighten and his breathing come out choked, both overwhelmed and overstimulated. Despite having spent the night in a close embrace, it was only now that Remus fully realized how starved for any kind of intimacy he had become.<br/>Though Sirius hadn't said anything damning, Remus couldn't bare having a witness to the new cuts scattered across his skin. He knew that it, eventually, would become unavoidable, but for now he wanted nothing more than to forget about it.<br/>Shifting beneath Sirius' embrace, Remus pushed himself far enough upright to press a starved kiss to Sirius' lips. Immediately leaning into the kiss, Remus' hand left Sirius' waist in favour of his chest, using it to balance his weight.<br/>Beneath his palm, Remus could feel Sirius' heart beating; his breath hitched into the kiss, and his hand left the warmth of Sirius' skin to instead curl around his jaw, pleading for him to stay close.