Sirius devoured his lips with his own, continuing to rock forward into him. Sirius liked when Remus got like this. He liked making sure he could bring Remus to this level of pleasure just by pressing up to him, just by kissing him. His parents never really cared about him - just the way he reflected on them and so naturally it was nice to be reassured that someone actually gave a shit. Of course, the way he presented himself to the world, it was hard to even figure this out. Sirius seemed like he had it all. He was popular, had tons of friends, was on the Quidditch team, and him being labeled a rebel seemed to heighten all of these things and while Sirius seemed to drink it all in he much preferred his alone time with Remus, and hanging out with James.