Sirius had said the bare minimum, and still it was almost too much. Remus could barely remember the last time he had been called by his name in a moment of intimacy, making Sirius’ fragile voice carry so much more vulnerability than expected. It wasn’t even that Remus worked under a different name - it was all simply impersonal by design.<br/>He didn’t want this to be.<br/>“Hm?” Remus encouraged, a little sound full of excitement as he leisurely straightened his posture, Sirius’ hand tight in his hair.<br/>It had a smile pulling at Remus’ lips, feeling drunk and easily excitable. “Tell me.”