Remus couldn’t help but smile, liking getting to hear Sirius’ voice in his, getting to hear his breath hitch. Remus was certain it was a rare privilege, but in that moment, it was the responsibility of it all that truly struck him, wanting so desperately to be good to Sirius.<br/>Turning away from Sirius’ arm, Remus shifted, intending on accommodating the request.<br/>“Yeah,” he assured, a smile making his breath catch, almost a laugh.<br/>Sitting back on his heels to offer Sirius a better anchor to tug at the shirt, Remus couldn’t help himself, brushing a chaste kiss to Sirius’ sternum, lips barely brushing across his skin as he moved.