Remus didn't insist any further, allowing Sirius the space to move in the embrace. Remus' hands slipped from Sirius' jaw to an easier hold, fingers instead raking through his hair. Each kiss Sirius planted on his skin made Remus blink, and his heart skip a beat.<br/>"You don't seem that resistant to distractions, Pads," he mused, his tone of voice coming across more tender than the intended tease. Remus did, however, sound pleased.<br/>With his hands still buried in Sirius' hair, Remus was able to brush the pads of both thumbs across the tail end of Sirius' brows. Sirius was truly a work of art beyond Remus' comprehension, the structure of his face feeling too delicate beneath Remus' touch. Against all better judgement, Remus complied.<br/>"I'm gonna let go of you, then," he warned far before following his words with action. A boyish smile inevitably made its way to his lips, shining through his exhaustion with interest. "So we can go to the stupid corner store for serving of chips. And then we're coming right back to bed."