Remus’ stomach flipped the moment Sirius’ took off his coat, once again revealing the fact that underneath, he was wearing a dress. Remus hadn’t forgotten. In fact, it hadn’t ever left his consciousness, painfully, constantly,<span style="font-style: italic">deafeningly</span>aware of it, but still it took him aback seeing it here where he knew Sirius so differently.<br/>He could have stared at Sirius for hours, had the other not crossed the distance between them. Remus then realised he could kiss him for hours, too.<br/>Meeting the embrace in every way he could, Remus both tipped his chin to eagerly meet the angle of the kiss, and catching him by his hips, pulling him closer.