Sirius had been so convinced that Remus was going to stop them any second, both of them fully knowing that they had gone too far.<br/>Thus, the request to have his shirt removed once again sent his head spinning, barely able to believe that that was the way they were actually heading. He had been longing to be together with Remus since he was 14 or so and finally getting his wish seemed too much like a dream for him to believe that there could be any amount of of truth to what was actually happening, even if he could feel it on his own body.<br/>"Yeah," he muttered, his voice clearly marked by the fact that those were the first words he had uttered that day. Rather than think too much about that, Sirius instead got up a little, not enough to push Remus away, just enough to get a grip on the collar of his own shirt and pull it over his head; allowing it to land somewhere off of the bed.<br/>"Are we gonna.." he trailed off, not sure if he actually wanted the answer to the question he was about to ask.