Remus' breath was strained, each breath in time with how Sirius moved or touched it. It was hardly helped by the small encouragements Remus exhaled into the air between them, begging Sirius not to stop; even though there was no sign that he ever would. How transparently Sirius wanted this for Remus was overwhelming, beyond anything he could ever have expected from anyone.<br/>Then, Remus lost his breath completely, the last word on his lips being Sirius' name.<br/>It shuddered through him, making him arch further into the embrace, his hands on Sirius' hips urging him to stay close. Everything about it should have felt pathetic, embarrassed by just how little it had taken Sirius to make Remus come undone, and yet Remus' heart swelled with gratitude as he relaxed back against the sofa.<br/>"Sirius," he repeated, the word even now catching at in throat. He felt like he could cry, overwhelmed not only at the experience but at Sirius' tenderness.<br/>No longer needing them to steady Sirius' pace, Remus' hands left Sirius' hips, instead brushing against Sirius' bare skin before catching his jaw. Forcing Sirius away from his neck, Remus finally pressed a giddy kiss to Sirius' lips.