Though Sirius hadn't become less intoxicating, the end of the kiss had already been solidified when Remus had started to smile. Sirius' reactions continued to be dizzyingly willing, making Remus almost giddy at the thought of being wanted. Not knowing how to express any of that, his instincts were to laugh.<br/>Yet again, Remus found that his smile grew too wide to reciprocate the kiss, even though he could feel Sirius press himself further into the embrace. Remus had never been around someone who so transparently expressed their interest in him, and, not sure when, or if efter, the moment would repeat itself, Remus couldn't rob himself of that sight.<br/>With his hand once again leaving Sirius' shoulder in favour of entangling itself in Sirius' hair, Remus leaned out of the kiss. Though his grip wasn't tight around the other's hair, it served to prevent the other from following the kiss. The sight that met him made Remus grin, thoughtlessly urging him forward to press a lingering kiss to the corner of Sirius' mouth.<br/>"Were you planning on going back inside?" Remus asked when he once again came at a distancec, loosening his grip around Sirius' hair in order to card his fingers properly through it. His voice was soft, and deliberately spoken without any infliction to it; though, given the context of his words, it was still very apparent that Remus rather saw that Sirius didn't.