The moment Remus’ hands found his midriff Sirius’ brain had already short circuited, having all but forgotten what he had been talking about as his back hit the wall behind him. He was dizzy by Remus’ close proximity, the desire he had worded so many weeks ago having never lessened in intensity, having only been kept in check by his desire to have Remus remain in his life.<br/>It almost felt like a dream when Remus’ hands wrapped around his jaw, making Sirius feel grateful for the touch, as he felt like his legs were about to give out from underneath him.<br/>While Remus’ intentions should probably have been obvious the second he started pushing Sirius backwards, it still took Sirius aback when Remus finally kissed him.<br/>He didn’t hesitate in reacting though, his hands quickly finding Remus’ waist, clinging onto the fabric of his shirt as if it was the only thing that kept him standing, as he eagerly kissed Remus back, a hunger that had accumulated through weeks of being blatantly aware of how much he wanted to kiss Remus and only now finally being allowed to do so.