A breath of relief escaped as Remus' shirt was removed and their skin made contact. It felt so good and Sirius let out a strangled sort of noise, crawling at Remus' back to get closer to him. Fucking hell, he wanted to feel more and before he could even voice that, Remus' hands had moved on to something else.
And Sirius? Oh, he wasn't going to push him away, no matter what he did. In fact, his hand fumbling with the fly of his trousers was an amazing feeling and Sirius pressed back into the cushions in hopes it'd make it easier. "Ah, Rem" Sirius mumbled, raking a hand through the others hair and giving it a gentle tug. After a moment of waiting though he found he couldn't hold on anymore and lifted his hips off the couch, urging Remus to pull his trousers off with a desperate hungry kiss - tangling both hands in his hair and holding his mouth to his.