Remus: I Finished My Book

Canis Major Constellation by Cocorrina

Canis Major is a constellation in the southern sky. Its name means “the greater dog” in Latin.

Canis Major represents the bigger dog following Orion, the hunter in Greek mythology. The dog is often depicted pursuing a hare, represented by the constellation Lepus. The smaller dog is represented by the neighboring constellation Canis Minor. Both constellations were first catalogued by Ptolemy in the 2nd century.

Canis Major is home to Sirius, the brightest star in the sky, as well as to several notable deep sky objects: the Canis Major Dwarf Galaxy, the open cluster Messier 41, the emission nebula NGC 2359 (also known as Thor’s Helmet), and the colliding spiral galaxies NGC 2207 and IC 2163.

The Act of Love ||  𝖂𝖔𝖑𝖋𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗

Summary: Remus and Sirius sleep together for the first time.

Warnings: smut (18+)

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing, so i apologize in advance haha. I thoroughly enjoyed writing this, but i’m still a little bit insecure. Hope you enjoy nevertheless!

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Sirius and Remus are in their dorm, door locked with a strong locking spell, just in case. James and Peter went out to Hogsmeade and now there’s no one that can disrupt their precious time together.

They’re only inches apart and then they’re kissing. Sirius gently lifts Remus up and lies him down on his bed, while hovering above him and instead of his lips, he goes down and kisses his neck. Remus is unable to control his yearning any longer. His heart is beating fast. His brain loses it’s ability to think rationally. So he decides to listen to his heart. His heart, that tells him to take this further.

“Sirius-”

“Hm?” he pauses kissing his neck.

“I...” he swallows loudly and feels the slight blush that grows on his cheeks “I think i’m ready.....i really want to....with you....but i mean we don’t have to, if you don’t want to.”

Sirius looks up and cups his cheek with his right hand. They're staring into each others eyes once again.

“Remus....i want to. You have no idea how long i've been thinking about this.....you and me.”

Remus’ stomach flutters at his words.

“I just thought you weren’t ready and i didn’t want to put any pressure on you,” Sirius murmurs.

“I wasn’t for a long time....the thought of my scars....and exposing myself to you....but i want this with you....and only you.”

Remus feels a sudden rush of shame and tries to hide his face. Sirius frowns a little at his words and still cupping Remus' cheek, he puts his thumb under his chin and turns his head to look at him.

"No.....you never have to hide...not from me. You’re beautiful to me no matter what and a few scars won’t change that.”

“I love you..” Remus says with tears in his eyes.

“I love you too. You have no idea how much.”

Their lips meet in a passionate, heated and breathtaking kiss. There’s no shame, no more hiding, just pure love and lust rushing through both of them. Remus feels like he’s spilling over.

Their tongues interconnect in gentle caresses and Sirius' hand finds the way under Remus' shirt, pressing his palm onto his heated skin. He lets out a soft whimper and almost reflexively, he slides his fingers into Sirius' long, dark hair and slowly strokes through it.

Sirius slowly pulls away and commences to take off Remus' shirt, then pulls him in for yet another heated kiss. As they explore each other's mouths, they strip each other from their clothes, leaving them both completely naked. Remus worried about being naked in front of Sirius a lot in the past, but the slight embarrassment he continues to feel, does not overweight the want of having him in the most intimate way.

He looks up at Sirius, as he sits back and begins to trail his fingers down his belly. Both their eyes are cloudy with lust and burning affection.

“Is this okay?” Sirius asks gently.

Remus, closing his eyes once more, can hear himself saying yes. Everything just feels too hazy. He begins to place open mouthed kisses on each of Remus' scar filled hips and it triggers soft pants and longing whimpers.

Sirius makes sure to cover every inch of skin. On Remus' inner thigh, he slids his hand down and cups his privates. Sirius watches as his eyes squeeze tight together.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby..” Sirius gasps out.

He proceeds kissing down Remus' entire naked body and Remus’ hands tighten in his hair the closer he gets to his erection. He shudders and his back arches as Sirius begins to lick him.

“Sirius...i-”

Fingers curling and uncurling weakly into the sheets. Remus' throat feels dry, unable to formulate words. He's reduced to breathless whimpers and voiceless moans. Sirius' hand cups his cheek once again, thumb swiping underneath his right eye as if wiping away nonexistent tears.

"Look at me, love.." he murmurs.

Remus forces his eyelids open. Sirius' face is flushed and he’s looking at him with love. So much love. The longing to feel him becomes overwhelming, so Remus slowly lifts his legs and wraps them around the other boy's waist.

Sirius lets out a surprised whimper and gasps into one of their never ending kisses. This is utter bliss and Remus never wants it to end. Sirius takes hold of his legs and holds them there.

They’re staring longingly into each other’s eyes and as Remus gives a silent nod, Sirius reaches over to his nightstand to grab his wand. He utters a silencing spell and then he reaches to the bottom drawer, grabbing a condom and lube.

The preparation is slow. Sirius is careful, so as not to hurt him. He focuses his eyes on Remus. He is attentive. Trying to see what is working for him and what isn’t. The image of Remus, underneath him and his utter trust, to do this with him, almost makes his heart burst with love.

"Just tell me if i need to stop, okay baby?"

Remus nods and finally, Sirius begins to line himself up and slowly and carefully eases himself into him. They both breathe shaky breaths.

Having Sirius this close to him is overwhelming, to feel him inside of him and him being this tender with his body, almost makes Remus want to cry. He loves him with every fiber of his being. A part of him says it’s to good to be true, yet Sirius harmonizes his own moan of ecstasy with his. The sheer sound of his vibrato, causes Remus to shudder yet again.

Gods, it feels good. So so good, even though it’s still a little bit painful. He makes a hissing sound and Sirius heart contracts painfully in his chest, knowing he causes him pain.

"Are you okay?" Sirius asks concerned, ready to pull out.

"I. am. fine." Remus moans out.

Sirius kisses him, soothing the pain quietly as he begins to pull out, only to slid back in a few seconds later. Both of them moaning unabashedly loud at the feeling.

When Remus is ready, Sirius goes deeper. Inch by inch, until he is fully sheathed inside. He bottoms out and Remus is clenching so tightly around him, he swear he can feel his pulse.

A thousand butterflies well up in Remus' stomach. The rhythm is slow, forcing him to notice every movement. His body clenches tight, only to be pushed open wide, over and over again. Sirius lays loving kisses as he sets a steady rhythm. His head hangs low as he pulls out and then pushes back in, keeping a slow and careful rhythm.

"You feel so good my darling," Sirius breathes.

He’s spurring Remus on, praising him and continues to tell him how good he feels around him. Remus is whining and moaning openly now. Crying out as he’s clinging to Sirius' back, legs looped around his waist. He wasn't even aware that he could make these kinds of sounds. It’s music to Sirius' ears. To see that he can bring Remus pleasure like this...it motivates him to keep trying harder. How long he wished to be with Remus like this. His Remus.

“I love you,” he gasps, grabbing either side of Remus' hips and thrusts into him harder and deeper. Again and again, repeating “I love you I love you I love you-”

Remus keeps his eyes screwed shut, as he slowly throws his head left to right. He’s losing himself.

“Sirius, Sirius, Sirius,” he babbles around each thrust.

He can’t even think straight. So all he can think to do is pulling Sirius closer to him and pressing his lips onto his for a deep kiss.

“So beautiful,” Sirius murmurs, his mouth pressing to Remus’ jawline and fingers cupping his face. He can feel his inner muscles tighten around him. Remus is a sweating, shaking mess by now, completely lost in pleasure.

“Come for me, baby. I need to feel you come around me,” Sirius says before he reaches between Remus’s legs, grabs his most private part and starts pumping.

And so he does. With a prolonged whimper and Sirius’ name on his lips. Back arching off the mattress as his orgasm ripples through his body.

“Sirius..” he almost screams out, completely lost in the moment.

“I got you, baby” Sirius pants heavily, brushing the hair from Remus's sweaty forehead. “I got you.”

Remus’ hands caress his back, keeping him as close as possible, while Sirius rocks once more and shutters apart in Remus' arms and filling him with everything he got.

url edits; remus lupin

fear makes people do terrible things.

@remusluvpin

little glimpses of wolfstar through the years

𝓦𝓸𝓵𝓯𝓽𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻 as my favorite romantic book quotes

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“𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹, 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝘆.”

“𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗴𝗻𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗯𝘆 𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗹. 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗱, 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵. 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵, 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱.”

- The Song of Achilles, Madeline Miller.

“𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂.”

- Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë.

“𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗶 𝗮𝗱𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂.”

- Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen.

“𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗶’𝘃𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻. 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻. 𝗜 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂.”

“𝗜 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗰𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲. 𝗔𝘄𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆, 𝘆𝗲𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘆; 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲-" 𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗶𝗽𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁; 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗱. 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘀 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.”

- Maurice, E.M. Forster.

“𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂.”

“𝗜𝘁’𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸.”

“𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲. 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂.”

- An Oresteia, Anne Carson.

“𝗘𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.”

- The Age of Innocence, Edith Wharton.

“𝗜𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂… 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿. 𝗜 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺.”

- The Portrait of a Lady, Henry James.

“𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱.”

- Anyway, Richard Siken (poem).

Sirius tried to carve info on the walls of his cell in Azkaban, after he starts to realize that one day he’ll forget Remus.

And although the dementors make him relieve his worst memories forever, nothing terrifies him more than the thought of forgetting Remus. He thinks about the way his lips had felt against his and he resists the urge to touch them, scared of losing the memory. He knows that he would feel the same pain he felt, when James died. So, that’s why he starts writting about Remus’ appearance. The colour of his eyes and hair, the way he tilts his head back when he smiles, the sound of his sweet laughter, habits, likes, dislikes... everything.

Sirius and Remus always hold hands. Even as tiny first years, the Hogwarts castle feels a little less scary with their fingers laced together. When Sirius wants to show Remus something, he doesn’t poke his shoulder like he would with James; he grabs his hand and tugs him over. When Remus is reading in the library, sometimes he absentmindedly plays with Sirius’ fingers underneath the table. It stays like this for years, but then Sirius’ palms get clammy whenever they clasp their hands together, and Remus starts to miss the curve of his fingers when they’re apart. When the both figure it out, Sirius’ veins crawl with electricity as he slowly brings their intertwined hands up to his mouth, pressing a delicate kiss on Remus’ knuckles.

It’s the first kiss. But not the last.

james potter would be so proud of you for drinking water.

sirius black would be so proud of you if you simply took a shower or brushed your teeth.

remus lupin would be so proud of you if you weren't so harsh on yourself.

peter pettigrew would be so proud of you if you ate a little bit of food.

and even if you didn't, that's totally okay! the marauders are SO proud of you for hanging on; for putting in the effort.

they love you. no matter what.

Moony and Padfoot

Remus reading muggle books to Sirius is the headcanon I’m here for