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Nov. 24th, 2003 02:01 amThe word is...
Surrender
Sirius had always been able to talk him into anything. Like the midnight raid on the Slytherin dormitories, which had resulted in detentions, the loss of 40 points for Gryffindor, and Severus Snape’s underwear flying at the top of the Astronomy Tower. Or the time they’d nicked a bludger and played a risky game of one-on-one at midnight over the lake. Both ended up in the hospital wing after that one, possible pneumonia after Sirius had fallen and James had gone after him.
This felt like the most risky, though. In a broom cupboard that he’d never seen before, pressed up against the wall, the other boy’s hands tangled in his hair as they kissed and rutted and panted.
It felt like there was the most to lose.
But still he gave in to it.
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Hmmm. Not sure about that. Bit shaky, but for the state I'm in not bad. *g* I set out to write Sirius/Remus, too. Very odd.
ETA: PS, I'm completely mashed. It's so short because it took me 5 minutes to work out how to open Microsoft Word on this computer. *g*