In his eager to get to kiss Remus again, Sirius had all but forgotten that they were both still wearing their overcoats, having been too caught up in getting<span style="font-style: italic">more</span>and<span style="font-style: italic">closer</span>to even consider it.<br/>When Remus moved his hands, first underneath his coat and then back out, Sirius almost felt his knees give out, feeling like absolute putty in Remus’ hands.<br/>“Yeah,” he managed to breathe, hardly daring to move in case Remus would take it as a cue to move away from him, nor daring to speak too loudly, fearing that his voice would break if he did so.