[closed] this isn't quite what it seems

[moonshined]

Who: Remus and Sirius
What: Sirius makes a mistake. Remus has to deal with it.
Where: A brothel in the village
When: The first week of June
Warnings: Language, sex, etc.



It's not like being dragged into some tomfoolery by Sirius Black is a new thing for Remus. It's been happening regularly since he was eleven and made friends with James and Sirius and Peter. James and Sirius were the instigators, Peter was the tagalong, Remus was the voice of reason and caution. After a while, you just learn not to fight it. Still, a place like this makes him more wary than usual, and he tugs his cloak a little closer around his shoulders as he lets Sirius lead him toward their destination, which he'd promised was fun and exciting.

"It's bloody freezing out here, mate. What is this place, anyway?"

He's really hoping it's nothing too...out there. He's been taking baby steps, but Remus isn't quite ready for 'out there' quite yet.

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[blackdogstar]

Stuck at the hip, then. Either way you phrase it, he's glad for the proximity. Or is crawling out of his skin because of it. He actually can't decide which.

"Right? I've got good taste. You know me."

Very, very long chug please and thank you. How does he phrase this. What does he say. He has to say something.

"You ever thought about sharing? You know, girl in the middle?" Nailed it.

[moonshined]

Oh. Oh. Yes, Remus is going to just keep drinking to keep his panicked brain from blowing a circuit. When he finally comes up for air, he swallows heavily and there's a long moment of silence.

"I mean. I haven't. Thought about it. Not that I wouldn't—that's to say, I'm not opposed to it."

[blackdogstar]

It's okay, take your time. Sirius is busy quietly blowing a circuit as well. He fucked that one up quite spectacularly in the smoothness department.

Oh thank Merlin. Sirius thought Remus was about to cut and run. A lopsided, canine-heavy grin takes over his face.

"Well, hell, let's try it! This place is the best chance we'll get!" Sirius looks up and tries to make eye contact with that girl he'd pointed out earlier. Go big or go home???

[moonshined]

It's that grin that does it, honestly, and Remus sort of hates how useless he is in the face of that particular smile of Sirius's. His shoulders slump a little, both in defeat and relaxation, and Remus shakes his head, looking down into his tankard with a rueful little smile.

"Can't believe I'm agreeing to this, but...yeah, alright. Ah—girl in the middle, yeah?"