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[novumlupine]

[There's a pile of books beside the beanbag this wolf is sitting in, a collection that seems to dip into some fairly advanced magic. Remus frowns as he flips through the pages. He's decided that he really ought to take advantage of his time here, and this little studying session promises to be the first of many. He seems preoccupied, though, and occasionally stares off into the corner of the room instead of at the pages before him, thinking about all he has to look forward to when he heads back to the cottage.]

Comments

[thirdtimelucky]

It's a shit book, anyway. No porn.

[Sirius has an inkling of an idea... just an inkling.]

[novumlupine]

Not everything has to be porn.

[thirdtimelucky]

Joking, joking...



Anyway. This time you'll have our whole forest to run in, and I'll be there for you. And if you wreck any trees, you can throw the sticks for me later.

[novumlupine]

Deal.

[thirdtimelucky]

And rub my belly.

[novumlupine]

Ooh... might be too far.

[thirdtimelucky]

How else will you check me for ticks?

[novumlupine]

Eurgh- Sirius.

[thirdtimelucky]

It's an important part of dog ownership! I can't check myself!

[novumlupine]

You certainly can. You could right now.

[thirdtimelucky]

[Drags his shirt up and tucks it under his chin, then pokes experimentally at his stomach. It's toned and a little pale for summer, with a trail of dark hair leading down from his navel to disappear under his jeans.]

Heeeeere, ticky ticky ticky...

[novumlupine]

Stop- stop that.

[thirdtimelucky]

--you told me to... ah. [Sheepish grin.]

[novumlupine]

You are dreadful.

[thirdtimelucky]

You love me anyway. [Pulling his shirt down. Happy?]

[novumlupine]

Well.




Alright, yes, fine. I admit it. Your logic has defeated me.

[thirdtimelucky]

My prize is belly rubs.

[novumlupine]

Now?

[thirdtimelucky]

I'm not going to say no.

[novumlupine]

Well. Fine, yes, alright, come on then.

[thirdtimelucky]

[Lifts his shirt and grins.]

[novumlupine]

[Lets out a sudden laugh tackles Sirius over backward, knocking them both off the beanbag. Are belly rubs the same as tickles?] You!

[thirdtimelucky]

What-- ah! [Lets out a yelp that becomes laughter as he squirms, their tangled legs preventing him from getting too far.] Hahahahastopstophahaha!

[novumlupine]

Why should I? Hm, Padfoot?

[thirdtimelucky]

Because! Becau-- mrrrfffglllhahahahahastooooop--