The sound of Remus crying his name out like that had a shock of fear and pleasure shooting through him. That combined with the feel of Remus letting go in his hand, had Sirius biting back a moan as he drank in the others expression. What did this mean? The last time, when Remus had climaxed, Sirius could sort of chalk it up to the heat of the moment, to an accident, but this was clearly not accidental. Everything was weighing down on him. The fact that he was wanted by the NAA, the fact that he had nothing to his name anymore and was on the run, the fact that his best mate was a member of the NAA and he couldn't change that, and the fact that he had just came because of things Remus was doing to him. Remus who was his best mate and very much a male. His head was spinning as he tried to catch his breath. He felt light headed due to the rush of blood, though he did smile a bit as Remus took to cleaning him up.
Everything felt so heavy that Remus' one, small humorous comment had him laughing. "A little." he replied softly, glad for the break in atmosphere as Sirius stretched his arms over his head. Realizing he was still naked though, he flushed and sat up to tug his boxers back on. He was still terribly confused, but he didn't have it in him to deal with it at the moment. Not at all. Looking over at Remus, he hesitated momentarily before he swung his leg over Remus' hips so he was settled on top of him. Perching his hands on the others bare chest, his thumb brushed lightly over one of his scars as he flashed him his usual cheeky smile. Leaning down, he nipped Remus' lower lip before sitting up some and wiggling his brows a bit. "Could keep making it up to me while we're stuck here though." he teased in the same soft tone, veering away from the serious and settling into the playful attitude he was comfortable with.