Remus smiled at that, a little proper moment wedged into a feeling of urgency. It made him straighten his posture, leaving Sirius’ immediate proximity.<br/>Despite the darkness of their room, Remus’ eyes still fell to the narrow space between them, watching as his hands ran up the length of the lapels of Sirius’ coat, fingers brushing beneath it to push it off of Sirius’ shoulders.<br/>Shedding their outer layer forced Sirius’ hands off of him out of pure necessity, and for a moment, the space between them was heavy with an intimacy that wasn’t conveyed through touch. Remus had gently pulled the coat off of Sirius, tossing it blind over the back of a desk chair. Then, he removed his own, a task that required less attention. It offered a brief opportunity for Remus to simply look at Sirius, and the sight helplessly brought a smile to his lips.<br/>Free of the confines of his coat, Remus stepped back into Sirius’ space, quick to catch Sirius’ lips in another kiss. It ebbed over with a want that suddenly felt far more feasible the fewer layers Remus felt beneath his hands as they once again found a hold of Sirius’ waist.