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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.]

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[novumlupine]

Magic word. [Smiles happily and sits back, astride Sirius.]

[thirdtimelucky]

[Panting in relief, grinning.] Evil. You are evil.

[novumlupine]

Oh, no. Never. I am but a shy, wilting, reclusive man.

O hi hideous typo two tags up that I missed. Where's autocorrect when you actually need it?

[thirdtimelucky]

It's always the quiet ones, Moony.

Good thing I am a genius who can look past such egregious errors.

[novumlupine]

And you are permitted to tell no one my secret. Understood?

Your kindness touches my soul~

[thirdtimelucky]

Think I might need an incentive.

<3

[novumlupine]

Tell me your definition of an incentive in five words or less.

<3

[thirdtimelucky]

Hmm.


...stimulus.

[novumlupine]

Mm.

You really, really have only two things on your mind.

[thirdtimelucky]

Oi. It's a valid definition and I'm a teenage male and you're sitting on me.

[novumlupine]

[Leans down to kiss him suddenly. He wonders briefly as he pulls back why he seems to always kiss Sirius like that, quickly, taking him by surprise. He does enjoy that shocked/pleased grin that Sirius wears afterward... though part of it may also be trying to sneak it in before anyone looks over at them and raises some sort of alarm.]

I can remove the temptation now, if you'd prefer.

[thirdtimelucky]

[This grin? The derpy, you love me, one?]

Nah. I like my temptation right where I can see it.

[novumlupine]

[Touches the corner of Sirius's smile.]

Padfoot?

[thirdtimelucky]

[His hands settle on Remus' knees.] Yeah?

[novumlupine]

[He bites at his tongue, wanting very much to descend into murmuring affectionate nothings, cooing his love like a simple slip of a school boy, going into raptures about how happy he is at this moment. It really isn't his style, though. Sirius will have to settle for a tug at a curl and a fond tilt of his head as Remus smiles down at him.]

It was very dull here without you.

[thirdtimelucky]

[Sirius likes his style, though. He knows what a curl-tug and that particular angle of Remus' head means.]

I do bring adventure and excitement wherever I go.

[novumlupine]

You do. How do you manage that so well?

[thirdtimelucky]

A total disregard for convention?

[novumlupine]

Thankfully not really "all"; that's what I make sure of.

[thirdtimelucky]

Oh Moony, my Moony - you are my rock!

[novumlupine]

That isn't even at all funny because it is entirely true.

[thirdtimelucky]

It is. I've decided you're an igneous rock.

[novumlupine]

Because you once found me hot, but I am now the frozen and solidified version of my former self?

[thirdtimelucky]

Because I like the way the word igneous feels in my mouth, and metamorphathingy rock is too obvious and-- hmm. I still find you hot.

[novumlupine]

Feels in your- oh, for heaven's sake.