A bit disappointed and more than a little worried that he’d done something wrong, Remus removed his lips from around Sirius’s cock. Those thoughts left him as soon as he understood what Sirius wanted, and he rose at his insistence. He had to grab the other man by the hips, by the arms and by the shoulders to help pull himself up, and sagged into Sirius as soon as he’d managed it, landing hip to hip.
Unable to keep the emotion off of his face, Remus bit his lip at Sirius’s suggestion. He wanted to taste him. Remus wondered if he meant in the same way he had just tasted Sirius. Whatever it was, he would do it, gladly. Whatever Sirius wanted.
“How?” he asked, his voice rough but eager. “How do you want me?”