Chapter was inspired by the song of the same name, Chasing After You by Ryan Hurd and Maren Morris. Every time it comes on I feel drunk and happy and floaty as I sway along like being in love feels.

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'You're not going to be expelled, you're not going to get chucked in Azkaban!' Remus kept chanting to himself as he shuffled along up the secret passage. 'Sirius did it without getting caught,' he scolded himself as he turned back for the fifth time, only delaying his absence and taking twice as long and the trip would have likely been over by now if he would stop over thinking everything! 'Just because you're doing something minorly illegal and against school rules isn't the end of the world!' He wished Sirius were here, but that would kind of ruin the point of surprising him with something new for once. He'd been toying on and off all week to ask Prongs to do this with him, but James would laugh himself stupid because he knew Moony didn't need his help with this, he was more well versed in the Muggle world than them! Prongs would inevitably tell Sirius before he got the chance anyways so finally he'd impulsively come here at the worst time possible of course, probably earning a detention later!

'Just because Sirius did it first didn't mean he couldn't do it better, right?' He groaned at his own stupidity and smacked his head against the dirt wall, forced himself to take off at a run to quit hesitating already, and finally burst out into Hogsmeade gasping for breath as if he were actually in fear for his life, now very grateful he was alone so nobody could see how pathetic he was. 

"Stop that," he scolded himself, glaring at his hand and just daring it to start plugging up his nose, though mercifully he hadn't even started yet. "Just having some fun." He so rarely did something like this without one of the Marauders around, and he couldn't blame his behavior on them forever. Soon he was ducking in between buildings and had his own little triumphant grin on his face for his little bit of wrong doing as he imagined King's Cross Station. It was deserted, of course, being the middle of the school year, but now the greater world of London was open to him from a discreet exit point and he was sort of beaming at his own genius already, doubting Sirius had enough subtlety in his life to have pulled that off. He'd probably apparated right into that Muggle dress shop and talked his way out of that insanity like the lunatic he was.

His little trip was made all the better when Padfoot was beside himself with jealousy Moony refused to tell him where he'd been and he was actually smug and even more pleased with himself Sirius wasn't going to see this coming as he kept his mouth shut about it all day.

"Just a hint?!" He was pleading in the common room as Lily and Peter sat down. "I'll sow my mouth to your knob for a whole weekend, just tell me!"

Remus went scarlet at James sitting right beside him circling potion ingredients at random on his homework assignment and ignoring them. 

"One of these days I'm going to collect all of your drool that I wake up in and drown you in it," he groaned in response.

"Is that a threat or a promise?" Sirius laughed in delight.

"I worry about them," Lily told her boyfriend.

He scoffed as he began rooting around in her bag for her notes. "Please, those two wouldn't know what domestic bliss was if it bit them on the ass."

"Probably because they'd enjoy it," Peter agreed, only causing the most minor of distractions as Sirius flipped them off and Remus pretended to go back to his own studying and kicked Padfoot under the table any time he tried feeling him up. It didn't help Sirius had painted his nails silver today, the smoky color on the edge of his eyes as well somehow making them even brighter and more distracting than usual all day, it almost hurt to look at him and not tell.

Remus held out all the way traveling along their favorite corridor, it would be worth it.

"I love it when you get rotten on me!" Sirius laughed in delight and still ran in first, turning on the spot to watch him hopefully now as Moony kept swallowing but kept grinning as he hid his prize in his backpack. He set it carefully on the ground, and cleared his throat the second Sirius shifted his weight so he couldn't launch at that to find out.

"I'll tell you if you catch me," Remus grinned and took a tantalizing step to the side.

Sirius's eyes widened so much in surprise it should have been insulting, there was zero secret of who would win this, but Padfoot took to the challenge regardless and even crouched eagerly in place as Remus took off. 

It wasn't a large room, and Moony had no doubts Sirius was going easy on him as Padfoot jogged lightly at best, but both were snickering and jumping to the side, his boyfriend making wide sweeping gestures with his arms and barking his enjoyment as Remus had time to duck under and the game only ended when Moony really started to slow from the burn of his muscles. Sirius finally launched himself at him properly, the two tumbling together to the fluffy ground and still laughing lightly as Remus valiantly attempted to fight back, elbowing him and shifting just enough Padfoot still had to roll for a bit before settling atop his prize.

"Come on love?" Sirius wasn't even winded, Remus's chest was stuttering as he grabbed Sirius's legs and ran his hands up and down his calves in wonderment. He leaned up and kissed him in pure delight and Sirius only pecked him back as his eyes strayed longingly to the secret.

"Okay," he sighed, "let me up," he squeezed his legs one more time.

"That wasn't the deal," Sirius pouted, putting one hand over his own heart in betrayal, the other over Remus's still thundering along.

"Marauder's swear," Remus didn't want to wait anymore either. "I'm going straight over there to hand it to you!" Padfoot was still huffing and muttering of the traitor heavily as he got up, so Moony took his hand and dragged him eagerly with him making Sirius smile as he flipped open his bag and set the radio in his hand.

Sirius beamed at the Muggle contraption he didn't recognize even before Remus began to explain, "your wireless won't work in here, and um, I wanted to dance with you tonight," he smiled as he stepped forward and brushed at his hair. His boyfriend as always leaned into the touch, fiddling with the knobs in fascination. "I know it's no sex toy and I'm lame, but-"

Padfoot snatched his tie and wrapped it threateningly around his hand as he leaned in clutching the prize to his chest. He laughed and corrected himself, "I know you and the gifts you'd actually want from me."

"That's my Moony," Sirius leaned in the rest of the way and kissed him fiercely before leaning back and eagerly demanding Remus show him how it works. 

They were dancing calmly after the twelfth, no fast craziness or slow ones, just revolving slowly on the spot now and snickering at their prize still when Remus casually asked, "did you know her name?"

"Hmm?" Sirius asked absently, still in time with the lyrics.

"The girl with the necklace?" Remus asked softly enough he wouldn't miss a beat.

Padfoot had been loitering outside the girl's bathroom waiting for Alice to come out when he saw it happen, the little fourth year asking the unknown bloke eagerly, "want to meet up in Hogsmeade?"

He'd smiled and reached out to touch her on the hip very forwardly as he said, "yeah, I know a great little spot we can get lost in."

She blushed scarlet and stuttered her correction, "no, I um, I meant like a date."

"Oh," his enthusiasm dropped at once, he cleared his throat and then told her bluntly as he pulled his hand back, "sorry, um, not my thing."

"Ah," she tried so hard to keep that smile up as she nodded. "Um, okay, thanks for being honest."

"Yeah." He looked a little sad himself to be turning her down as he walked off, but that didn't stop the way her head bowed and she gave an uneasy little sigh of disappointment.

Sirius's heart broke for the poor thing, and he corrected his own past of doing that one too many times as he went up to her with a cheerful smile. "That's a lovely necklace."

That's when Remus had backed up the corridor, out of sight, to begin his trip with a smile for what his boyfriend had done, vanishing those red-rimmed eyes.

She turned in confusion and brightened at the compliment, touching the cord. "Thanks!" Then her eyes widened in shock to see who she was talking to, but Sirius kept up the candid, mild flattery and charmed her into a sweet laugh as Alice finally came out and took his arm to lead him off. "Shame about my boyfriend." He gave one last long, exaggerated sigh as she laughed again. "I'd take you up on that!"

"Laying it on a little thick there, aren't we?" Alice scolded the cad with her own snicker, Sirius still flirted with her like that.

"Everyone needs a confidence boost." He shrugged remorselessly.

"I did not, no," Sirius was grinning in surprise that he'd been caught. "Found us on the map? Alice tell you?"

"Saw it," he corrected as he pressed his face into his shoulder. "Have I mentioned how much I love you?"

"Frequently, it never grows old," Sirius hummed in delight, before brightening all the more for a song coming on repeat already and he recognized it! A real Muggle tune! He turned in Remus's arms, making Moony splutter and laugh as he began humming along in delight and sort of half grinding on him.

The full moon had them on a rather, predictable cycle. At this point in the month it was only fifty fifty if Remus would want to sleep with him tonight, and Padfoot never tried to tease another answer out of him.

"Do you miss it?" Remus asked as he wrapped his arms around his stomach and leaned into him, only a tad remorseful to make him stop as he enjoyed his distraction of still working on memorizing the lyrics with all his concentration. This time next week Padfoot could walk around this room to catch him. "The thrill of not knowing if you were getting turned down this time?" He so rarely told Sirius no, they both well knew; but his boyfriend wouldn't even ask for this in just a few days time. He'd be in here by himself, Remus too exhausted to do more than sleep and be passably functional. "Flexing those flirting skills?" Padfoot was already shifting his weight under him to be free, Remus started playing with the black strands of his hair lightly and tightened his arm around his middle for just a moment.

Sirius pulled free, turned on the spot, and slammed against him without warning, back where they started. 

"I know you weren't," Remus corrected, head nor back even hurting from the soft landing. He'd hoped the gift and making sure Sirius knew he was speaking past tense would have assuaged any doubts on his part as he curled his hands behind his knees while Padfoot stared down at him, "I was just, curious."

His boyfriend released his shoulders and began playing gently with his hair, brushing at the silver bangs. "I learned a new word today," he said practically, shifting his weight around as he looked into those green eyes, the golden flecks stood out like troves of treasure for him to find. "Misnomer, Regulus used it on how something was classified in Herbology, he lost points with Sprout for arguing it with her in class."

Remus snickered and shifted his weight curiously as he imagined it, smiling himself as he started to feel the warmth of his pressure.

"Made me think of something," he added as he leaned farther forward, his long hair folding a bit in the white fluff around them, "that saying I liked, can't teach an old dog new tricks. Muggles are so silly, of course you can! He'll still remember before, but you have to find something he wants more, a better reward."

He froze, stopped pressing his weight curiously against Sirius and fell on his back, Padfoot could practically feel his heart tremble with shock as he leaned down and pressed their noses together. "I love chasing you Moony." Then he grasped his chin, the moonlit nails digging in tight to mark him as he kissed him.

It was in the familiar nickname he'd hated at first and learned to love with Sirius's usual relentlessness. His boyfriend had not fallen in love with him because he was the exact opposite of what his parents would want and some dangerous creature he could vicariously claim some semblance of control over.  Padfoot adored his mouth, he'd told him repeatedly, that snark he only graced his friends with, the verbal sparing they did near constantly at all hours no matter what else was going on. Sirius had fallen in love with him back when he realized he could lose Remus as just a hook up and made the decision for himself he wanted more.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LEMON~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Remus hooked his hand on the back of his neck and was more than pleased for both of them to feel the blood rush south as he leaned up eagerly, the course feelings of their tongues his favorite experience in the world, but when he tried to sit up Sirius just pressed him down more, grinding harder now.

"Pads," he gasped, pulling his mouth away with longing but prodding him in the ribs.

"Just a little longer," he begged, lips grazing a path along his chin, and then following that with his teeth as his breath soaked into him.  

Sirius knew he no more preferred to do this on his back than those handcuffs, too restrictive, and the longer Padfoot kept him like this the more riled he'd get when Moony ultimately got back control of this; something his boyfriend had encouraged from him since the very beginning, wild and fierce. Remus rubbed his ass and groaned his agreement as they eagerly began snogging, hands pushing at clothing, Moony grudgingly playing along and breath hitching excitedly as he could never get up fully for the articles being tossed around, their tongues a mess together as they warred back and forth never staying in one place long and always going back for more.

"Sirius," he pleaded again as his tip grazed eagerly over Padfoot's next bend of the knees, but he only pressed down on his hip and murmured, "after this song?" The heel of his other hand was running smoothly up and down his side, one roll his fingers were tracing into his stomach and just the lightest of pressure from the tips of his fingers over an abundance of messed up skin where he used to slash at himself so often for his deprived hunger there was barely any place un-sensitive left he was always so gentle with, the next pass his fingers were running more firmly along his backside and dragging his nails along eagerly, leaving him panting for more.

 Remus realized he was still rocking above him to the beat and almost laughed but managed to turn it into a breathless, "the fact that, you get off, by winding me up, is going to be the death of you!" 

"Is that before, or after the drowning?" He whispered eagerly, pressing open mouthed kisses along his chest in very specific places. "Just making sure I keep it in order now." Padfoot always remembered to keep the lube on hand, Remus always forgot that part and gasped in pleasure to feel his hand now eagerly massaging him base to tip.

Their pulses were thrumming faster than the beat by the time Sirius gave a breathless, keening noise of loss for the song being over and was still straddling him with longing, and Remus knew what would happen but he didn't care anymore either as he breathlessly begged, "fuck me Padfoot."

A delighted laughter was his reward as Sirius took that as a challenge just like Moony knew he would, he did not get off but instead sank down hungrily onto his throbbing erection while meeting his eyes. "That's not how this goes and you know it," he told in the filthiest voice under the next opening vocals.

Remus held his waist and tried as always to get lost in the sensation, watching in wonderment as his boyfriend held the head of his own dick and grinded himself along the pleasure, Moony even giving an experimental thrust and barking a laugh only Padfoot ever heard as he tipped his head back in delight, he'd weep if Sirius ever cut that hair as it played along them. His boyfriend kept spearing himself, riding him and the jolt of it was incomparable to anything Remus could ever do to himself as he still bucked his hips and arched his back to meet him, hearing Padfoot moan harder every time and repeatedly say his name lower, and lower every time.

The reason why this never lasted though was quickly becoming apparent as they both began dripping, and Remus was sucking on his own forearm, teeth pressing in as Padfoot began dribbling along his stomach and those eyes fluttered when Moony started pressing in hard, other hand holding a vice like grip to guide him through now and the heat of it had them sweating but it felt more intense than it should, he was swearing more than Sirius and stopped his own bite and next thrust as Padfoot whimpered and pleaded above him, "fuck, don't stop, fuck me," but Remus wasn't moving now, voice crackling with authority, "off, come on, I'm going to-" and Sirius finally did, panting and nerves twitching with need, the heat was gone and Remus could feel the growl in the back of his throat, deep in his chest that had his boyfriend groaning with longing when Moony rolled with him onto his side, eagerly realigning them and slid back in to hear those lovely whimpers and nuzzled along his neck, hesitating just once more now as he lost his thread and held the head of Sirius's dripping dick with just a touch of concern for how eagerly he was thrusting into his hand, but, "you good for it?" Always so worried about what was too much, Padfoot might push him too far one day, not get a chance to tell him to stop. A finger would finish Sirius off, he could bite his own arm and jerk off-

"Fuck me, Moony, give it to me," he groveled and Remus gasped, crushing him to his chest, their legs a tangled mess as he pushed harder, deeper, the only thing in the world was the heat and sweat as they moved together for every new roll of each other as he thrusted into him and Sirius pressed right back and felt so perfect, natural, the colors splashed across his closed lids, black and red as they gasped their release and his canines sunk in marking his Padfoot as his orgasm  filled his love.

"One of these days you're going to give me a heart attack," Remus whispered, eyes closed and resting peacefully on top of him still.

"That'll definitely be last on the list," Sirius sleepily murmured back, pressing the new bite mark down in delight as he basked in his soreness as long as he could. He could feel the jizz dribbling down his sack and felt more light headed and in love than he ever could have imagined anyone in his life could make him feel as Remus's rough palm gently stroked his hip still where his bruising grip had been mere seconds before balls deep in him.

When they woke up Sirius would somehow have rolled back on top of him in his sleep, Padfoot would probably be in the mood again and offer him a blow job. Maybe it would work, and maybe Remus would sheepishly say, 'would you hate me if I asked, not right now?'

Sirius would just smile and play along as he lied he'd only been teasing as he returned, 'would you still love me if I agreed?' They'd whine and swat at each other for being sweaty and gross while holding hands back to the tower. Sirius always got the first shower and Remus just grabbed a fresh uniform before going down to the Prefects bathroom and leaning into each other the rest of the day.