Good evening, good night, good morning or what ever!
Since the last picture of those two had so many Fans we decided to Post another one, but with a little story.
Just feel like you're there and let the love spread.
Unsure, the black-haired boy walked to the Black lake, near the shore. Out there, in the burning sun of the mid-day heat, there he was. His best friend. No.
A smile crept up on his lips, as he thought back to that evening before.
Firewhiskey, a noisy Prongs who fell asleep on the couch and Wormy being in the infirmary made their night special.
Remus couldn't concentrate on his book. Since a few minutes, his eyes were fixed to one spot on the book, a slight smile on his lips, sun in his hair.
He had kissed him. Sirius had been rambling about how Prongs' love was annoying for someone like him, and how much he suffered when he failed again and how Padfoot himself had to live with the complains.
It was - at first - to shut him up.
Making Sirius Black stop talking about himself was quite a task, so he tried something different.
And it worked. We had a kiss, sweet and innocent.
And suddenly, the hair heated up, made the alcohol do the rest.
He could still feel it tickling on his lips, the breath on his neck, hear the murmured words from those amazing lips, see the darkened eyes, those steel grey orbs, beautiful. Smell the whiskey, but also the typical Sirius-smell. Mixed with leather and his shampoo. Taste it, the lips, raw from smoking, sore from drinking, but every inch the tastiest he ever had. Including chocolate.
Well, maybe not chocolate. But it was a pretty spectacular kiss.
"What's my Moonshine thinking about?", he heard that smokey voice, directly near his ear, felt strong arms around him, muscles trained from beating bludgers for hours.
"Nothing special. I won't stroke your ego even more", the brown-haired murmured, voice soft like honey.
"Well, what can we do about that, my precious Boyfriend?"
Kisses started to be trailed down his neck, made his lips fall open in a silent sigh.
"Look at this, who knew you're such a romantic?"
The kisses stopped, making him miss them instantly.
Then the black-haired laid his head right next to his own, chin on his shoulder. The hug tightened.
"You make me go soft. But that's okay. I love you, Remus Lupin", he whispered, his voice as light as a feather.
The smile was back, small but so happy.
Like it? It's just a short story Vany came up with when she saw the picture.
Well, she does write our scripts for a reason.
Could you feel it? The Joy, the utter happiness?
This is what we think Wolfstar should be like. Sassy but also so in love, totally smitten.
Now, you know what to expect.
Thank you for your support so far!
