Better Than Paperwork for Brightly18 (February 2009 Pinch Hit)

“I prefer boysenberry more than any ordinary jam.”

Sirius was stretched out on the couch in the living room, a sugar quill tucked between his teeth. He sucked on it absently and glanced over the back of the couch at Remus, sitting at his desk, up to his ears in paperwork.

“Hmmm.” Remus scratched his cheek with the end of his quill, leaving yet another black smudge on his face,

“I’m a citizens for boysenberry jam fan.”

“Mmhmm.” Remus shifted in his chair and scribbled another column of numbers on his parchment.

“I think I’ll shave all my hair off and elope with a house elf.”

“That’s nice.”

Sirius sighed dramatically. There were few things in life he hated more than being ignored. And being ignored by Remus was the worst possible kind of ignoring! Sirius felt that, as the single most important part of Remus Lupins life, he deserved his undivided attention.

“Moooonnnyyyy….”

Remus didn’t even look up.

“Yes?” His voice was so mild Sirius wanted to strangle him.

“You’re no fun anymore.” Sirius pouted and collapsed on the sofa. Remus chuckled and went back to his figures. Sirius sighed again.

“Not long ago you would have dropped everything to entertain me! But no, now your precious papers are so much more important! I may just die of loneliness, and then how will you feel!”

This time Remus did look up.

“What on earth are you blathering about?” He grinned. “Paper work has always been more important than you.” He turned back to his desk.

With a earsplitting battle cry (something he and James had spent years perfecting) Sirius launched himself at Remus, causing the desk, the papers and the werewolf to sprawl in a heap on the floor. Sirius straddled Remus’ hips while the shocked werewolf stared up at him.

“That,” Sirius growled, “is going to cost you Mr. Moony.”

He leaned down and captured Remus’ lips with his own.

“I think you may have permanently damaged my ego” He whispered.

“I truly don’t think that’s possible.” Remus laughed, biting Sirius’ collarbone gently.

“There you go, insulting me!” Sirius huffed indignantly. “Well sir, if you insist on wounding me I am going to have to wound you! Tit for tat you know! Quid Pro Quo!”

“What? That’s not the proper way to use that at all!”

“Yes it is!” Sirius puffed his chest out. “Quid Pro Quo, tit for tat, you scratch my back I’ll scratch yours! Or rather, in this case, you insult me I insult you, mangy werewolf!”

“Hey, who had fleas last week!” Remus pushed up onto his elbows. “Besides, the original Latin is Qui Pro Quo and is used to signal a misunderstanding…”

“You sir,” Sirius declared grandly, “Are a poofter!”

“Oh?” Remus cocked an eyebrow. “And who is it has me pinned then?”
 

Sirius bent down and placed his lips right next to his ear.

“Are you ready to be punished?”

Remus laughed and pushed Sirius off him.

“Not now Sirius. I really do have to finish those figures for Dumbledore…”

Remus didn’t even make it to his knees, because Sirius’ hand was doing something very distracting… Remus arched his back, closing his eyes.

“You are unscrupulous.” He groaned.

“Yes.” Sirius continued doing whatever it was he was doing. “And you love me.”

“Yes.” Remus shuddered and nuzzled his face into Sirius’ neck. Sirius didn’t reply, just buried his head in Remus’ hair.

“You smell off.” Sirius declared several minutes later, as they lay on the living room rug.

“What?”

“Your hair, it smells… wonky.”

“Must be my new shampoo.” Remus murmured, more than half asleep.

“Well, it’s very…. Pungent.”

“Pungent?” Remus chuckled. “Big word Padfoot.”
 

“I know lots of big words.” Sirius snuggled closer to Remus’ side. “Now, isn’t this better than paperwork?”
 

“Yes” Remus agreed sleepily. He yawned, wrapping an arm around Sirius’ waist. He was silent for so long Sirius thought he must have actually fallen asleep. Just as Sirius was beginning to drowse himself he heard a muffled voice right by his ear.

“I thought you hated Simon and Garfunkle.”

“Shut up.” Sirius murmured. Remus just laughed.