Chapter Text
‘Shit, shit shit shit,’ Remus could hear Sirius muttering as he stood on the other side of the bedroom door.
‘All okay love?’ he asked, pushing the door open, taken back by the view before him. A tight black boxer clad Sirius stood at the end of the bed, one leg half covered by some very skinny jeans. ‘Are they new?’
‘No. They are not new, nor are they mine it appears. But I didn’t realise until they got to my thigh and now I can’t get them off.’ Sirius gestured to fabric that was clinging to his muscular leg for dear life.
‘That’s quite the conundrum love. I’m sure I could take on the horrendous task of helping take your clothes off.’ Smirking, Remus made his way over to his boyfriend. While he was lean and blessed with tallness, Sirius was a fucking tank of a man, taller than him, broader, with the muscles of a Roman god. Remus kneeled before him, taking hold of the fabric and started tugging.
‘Fuck, they are actually really stuck.’ Remus could see the line of Sirius’s leg where the blood was starting to gather.
‘Re, I’m getting pins and needles’ Sirius’s concerned grey eyes looked down at him.
‘Okay, okay’ Remus tugged on the denim harder, but it would not budge. ‘I’m going to have to cut them off.’
Sirius gave out a sigh of relief now that the restrictive clothing had been sliced off his leg and the feeling was rushing back into his toes. Remus, scissors still in hand, was observing the ruined trousers.
‘Hey, these are mine!’