The question made Sirius’ heart flip in his chest, endlessly thrilled that he hadn’t fucked up entirely and instead had just made a minor fumble. It was clear to him that Remus had found his fumble endearing in some way and that served as a relief, even if it was also a little embarrassing to him.<br/>“Please,” he muttered, knowing that he had to look a little pathetic and that his coworkers definitely were going to be on his ass about this, but he just couldn’t help it around Remus. There was just something so overwhelming about the way that Remus took charge and made him feel weak in his knees and like he would do anything for him.<br/>“Please do,” he repeated, wanting to make sure that Remus had heard him and knew that he was okay with it.