(thank you! this isnt my usual style, but im actually quite fond of it)
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Sirius gently pressed Remus’ hand. “How long do we have?”
“He’ll be back in half an hour.” Remus’ voice was determined and firm. “And he’ll probably be in a bad mood, so let’s make the most of it.”
Sirius nodded, and quickly wrapped his arms around Remus’ waist. He brought their lips together, and soon their kiss became more heated. They moved to the bedroom, knowing full well they would have to rush every caress, every word and sound, every gesture of love, for their love lived on borrowed time, and being caught would result in death.
They were aware that the oh-so-short timeframes which restricted their growing, blossoming love would soon left them feeling claustrophobic, but despair can lead a man to the less wise decisions. For now, their passion would take over the oppresive weight of their daily life, and every touch would break them free.
Fuck JKR 