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‘“You must realise I know where you have been, despite yourself.”
“And what is that supposed to mean?”
Remus swallowed as Sirius moved closer to him, leaning up to place his lips near his ear.
“It means,” Sirius said, so gentle and yet so pronounced that Remus could hear, almost deafeningly to his senses, the wetness of his very tongue as it moved against the roof of his mouth, “that I can smell the earth on you, Remus. And I can feel,” he continued, pressing his nose to his neck at the spot just below his ear, “exactly where the moon has kissed your skin.”
And Remus swore in that moment that his heart had fallen through to Tartarus, rotten and undeserving of the closeness to this man, who instilled within him such fear even in the purity of his own being, and perhaps because of it.’
or; Remus is lured into attending Bacchanalia celebrations on the night of the full. Reason fails in the face of darkness, and all Remus can think about is how divine Sirius looks in the moonlight.