Once again Remus' answer came in the form of a hum, having managed to swallow a laugh he feared would inevitably disturb Sirius in his new found position.<br/>"I thought so," he muttered, the smile still audible in his voice. Unable to help himself, he turned his head slightly in order to press a kiss onto Sirius' hair.<br/>Remus' hand was still buried deep into Sirius dark hair, and as his fingers combed through it in a movement parallel as to how Remus' lips once again left Sirius' scalp, Remus tried to remember if Sirius had gone to bed with it in a tie. Almost as if to further explore that thought, Remus drew back his hand, only to immediately after use it to push the hair off the other's forehead, once again combing through it before settling at the nape of the other's neck.<br/>It was hard to put into words exactly what overcame Remus in that moment but, almost instinctively, he once again shifted his position slightly in order to place a kiss onto Sirius' forehead.<br/>The kiss was brief, but Remus' lips had barely left Sirius' skin before he added with a chuckle an airy, "being your first priority sound's far too good to be true."