It was really hard for Remus to maintain a rational thought when he first got to hear Sirius sigh into the kiss. It completely clouded his mind, and for a long, dizzying moment, all Remus wanted was to hear that sound again.<br/>The door to Remus' room wasn't more than a few yards away, and yet Remus' hands grew more purposeful rather than make any move to get them out of the foyer. It was dumb - pitiful and desperate, if Remus was to be honest - but in the darkness of the windowless hallway Remus had yet to feel overwhelmed.<br/>Knowing it was only a matter of time before reality caught up to them, Remus' hands abandoned Sirius' hips to instead trail the waistband of Sirius' jeans.<br/>Remus, too, made a little sound when he broke the kiss, only leaning away enough for Remus to read Sirius' expression. The only source of the light was the sliver of streetlight illuminating the kitchen. Even in the sparse lighting, it was clear that Sirius, too, was only barely keeping it together. It was mouthwatering.<br/>"Could I?" Remus added to a question that felt like it had been asked a lifetime ago. His heart was beating out of his chest, and his voice was breathless to match.<br/>His lips were once again only inches away from Sirius, and though his hands had found the button of Sirius' jeans, they too stalled at the question. There was an undeniable grin in his voice as he leaned in, muttering the clarification against Sirius' jaw. "Taste you."