No matter how much this felt like picking back up where they had left off, Remus was entirely aware of the ways that it wasn’t. There was no longer a taste of wine on Sirius’ lips, and in that moment, Remus realized it perhaps had been for the better to wait, the sweetness of Sirius’ request amplified by its sobriety.<br/>Displacing the kiss by an inch, Remus’ lips brushed against the corner of Sirius’ mouth.<br/>“Let’s get in bed, yeah?” he suggested, leisurely in the way he punctuated the question with a kiss to Sirius’ jaw, a grin audible in the way his breath hitched. “Wanna make you feel good.”