[It could be the wine, it could be the setting, or it could be years of build-up, but Sirius has nothing left to say he can't say better with his body, really. Maybe it's stupid, and maybe come morning Remus will decide he can't be having with this, but Sirius is a decent read on people, and he's pretty sure he isn't just wishful thinking here.
Remus is kissing him back, after all. He actually moans very softly with the relief of it, as he relaxes into the kiss, slipping the hand not on Remus' face around to the small of his back to pull him in closer as he slides the tip of his tongue against lips.]
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Remus is kissing him back, after all. He actually moans very softly with the relief of it, as he relaxes into the kiss, slipping the hand not on Remus' face around to the small of his back to pull him in closer as he slides the tip of his tongue against lips.]