Everything about Remus was so intoxicating to Sirius, constantly wanting<span style="font-style: italic">more</span>and faster than he had ever wanted with anyone else. No matter how many times he had turned it around in his head, Sirius hadn’t managed to figure out what it was about Remus that made him so different and he realised that tonight it really wasn’t important.<br/>What<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>important was important was getting the clothes off of Remus, finding that he was wearing far too many layers.<br/>With an uncharacteristic boldness, Sirius took a hold of the hem of Remus’ sweater vest and started pulling it over his head. It meant briefly breaking their kiss but Sirius was quick to catch his lips again as he dropped the vest on the floor.