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It was the crack of dawn, and Remus Lupin and Sirius Black were stumbling up to their cottage, the latter supporting his husband. It had been a particularly nasty full moon, even with Padfoot present. Remus was exhausted. His arms felt like lead, body covered in cuts, skin coated with a thick layer of dirt and grime. He was shivering from the November chill, leaning on his husband, knees shaking.
Sirius held him in his strong arms, eventually having to pick Remus up completely.
“I've got you Moony..” Sirius murmured in Remus’ ear, leaning his head down to kiss the part of his cheek that wasn't maimed by the wolf. Sirius swung the door of the cottage open and hurried up to their bedroom. He laid Remus down on the bed gently, kissing his sweaty brow. He summoned the essence of murtlap from their wardrobe. He gently unscrewed the lid.
“Brace yourself love, this might sting.” Sirius said softly, coating his fingers in the murtlap.
Eyebrows knit in concentration, Sirius slowly dabbed at the cuts and gashes on Remus’ body.
Remus hissed, feeling the cuts sting and begin to heal. Sirius soothed him, his other hand massaging his knuckles, easing up his aching fingers. If only Remus wasn't so exhausted, he would wrap his arms around Sirius, rolling them over, straddling him… Remus reached both his arms up, wrapping them around Sirius' neck, slowly pulling himself up and burying his face in Sirius’ neck.
Sirius hastily wrapped his arms around Remus, taking the strain off of Remus’ arms. After a minute or two, Sirius slowly loosened his arms around Remus and lifted his chin, leaning in and kissing Remus softly. It was gentle and sweet, a reminder to Remus that Sirius would always be there for him, and that the war was over. No more stress. No more sleepless nights and that churning feeling in their stomachs when the other was gone. No fear gnawing away at them constantly. They were both safe in each other's arms, absorbed in the gentle feel of the other.
And this wouldn't change, not for the rest of their lives. Slowly, Sirius broke the kiss.
“You should rest darling.” He murmured gently in Remus’ ear. “I’ll make tea when you wake, hm?”
Remus’ grip on Sirius’ wrist tightend slightly.
“I’ll sleep, only if you join me..” Remus growled lowly, his words laced with desire. He brought the inside of Sirius’ wrist up to his lips, kissing the fair skin there, lips resting there for a moment. Sirius grinned wickedly at him, a mischievous glint shining in his eyes.
“How about this..” Sirius said slowly, toying with Remus’ fingers. “I shall treat you tomorrow, I promise.” Sirius’ voice was low and husky as he brought his lips to Remus’ ear. “I’ll be yours all night.”
Remus shivered. “Alright then.” He replied, smirking slightly, turning his head to steal a quick kiss. “But please Pads, stay with me.” Sirius brought a hand to Remus’ cheek and cupped it, smiling warmly, leaning in for one last kiss. As they broke apart, Sirius settled his face in Remus’ neck, arms wrapped around him. Within a few minutes, both of them drifted off into sleep, because tomorrow night, neither of them would get any.