It was easy to follow whichever directions Remus gave him, the desire that Sirius felt for him so deeply engrained into him that it seemed impossible not to want him.<br/>However, when Remus’ hands dipped and pulled him closer, Sirius suddenly seemed to remember exactly what their situation was, where they were actually standing, and the entire reason that they were there in the first place.<br/>It filled him with a slight sense of panic, the idea that someone could suddenly decide that they needed a smoke and walk out there suddenly becoming too real of a worry to Sirius, as he once again broke the kiss, barely leaning away from Remus as he did so.<br/>“They’re probably wondering where we are,” he found himself muttering, his voice hoarse and low, but he didn’t make any further moves to get out of the embrace, too taken with Remus to really break out of his orbit.