Stepping past Sirius into their room, Remus felt the air shift. They had spent so long in public, one way or the other, that the mere acknowledgement of their solitude was deafening, and so, so thrilling.<br/>Remus was quite aware of the precise nature of the want building beneath his skin, but as the door shut behind them, he wasn’t sure Sirius was, and that though alone forced his’ to the background of his awareness.<br/>Turning to look at him with quiet expectation, Remus reached for the buttons of his coat rather than those of Sirius’, interested to set the pace Sirius wanted to set.