Every single one of Sirius' kisses sent a shudder down Remus' spine. It was overwhelming, barely feeling equipped to handle not only Sirius' happiness nor his own. Adrenaline was still raking through his system, burning through energy he didn't have and yet, Remus didn't attempt to shy away. He figured, without an ounce of hesitation or regret, that this would be worth over exhausting himself for.<br/>Remus' smile grew wider for each kiss Sirius pressed to his skin, for each time he said<span style="font-style: italic">yes</span>. They had done dumb things in the past, but this was self indulgent in a way they had rarely allowed themselves to be.<br/>Letting go of Sirius' hands, Remus' hands instead framed Sirius face, cupping around the nape of his neck as his thumbs brushed up Sirius' jaw. The grip allowed Remus to pull Sirius away from his skin, urging him at enough of a distance for them to meet each others line of sight.<br/>The movements were boyish, and however gentle they had been, there was still an air of clumsy urgency to them.<br/>Remus was grinning, and the moment Sirius had steadied his posture, Remus' right hand left Sirius' neck, instead moving to push the hair away from Sirius' face.<br/>"I do, too," Remus grinned his reply to a question neither of them had asked. But he did, he too wanted to spend the last of his miserable existence with Sirius, and it was important to Remus that Sirius knew that.<br/>With that, Remus kissed Sirius. Remus had wanted to kiss Sirius with all his heart, feeling like the last time was a lifetime ago even thought it could hardly have been more than a few minutes. He hadn't paused, hadn't lingered to admire just how beautiful Sirius looked. It had been a deafening realization that this was to be their first kiss of their pretend marriage, and Remus had found himself overflowing with adoration he hadn't known how else to express.