Remus had expected them to cuddle and sleep, but as Sirius moved him on top that voice got louder. But it wasn't the animal as he'd thought before... it was the same voice that told him that he wanted Gellert. A voice that was telling him that Sirius was his, and he was Sirius's in that most basic way of humans. He opened his eyes and looked at Sirius, gently pulling them apart as he just watched him. He finally reached down, tugging at his own shirt and letting it fall back to leave them chest to chest. His pants came next, sliding down to the floor as he leaned in and kissed his friend hard on the corner of the mouth. This claim was not the wolf's, it was Remus's. And he wanted Sirius, he wanted the man in whatever way he could.