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fruitcoops · 3 years

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Could we please have a prequel to the praise kink fic? Because i really want to know why were Sirius and Remus not together and what did Remus send him. I really need context

I was hoping somebody would ask for this!! The aforementioned fic is here for any curious souls (18+ please) and SW credit goes to @lumosinlove!

TW for spicy texts (not exactly nudes), and smutty feelings with nothing explicit

The bus went over a bump and Sirius winced as his shins knocked against the back of the seat in front of him, connecting with the metal brace inside. “Fuck.”

“You sure you don’t want to switch?” James asked next to him. Sirius glanced down at the veritable wall of gear and empty snack bags between them, then back to James in disbelief. He shrugged, then set his headphones back over his ears. “Worth a shot.”

“Merde,” Sirius hissed as a pothole nearly took off his kneecap. He gritted his teeth and readjusted, drawing his legs closer to his chest. I want to be home, he thought, allowing himself an internal moment to whine.

He checked his phone—not even ten in the morning. It was a Saturday, so Remus would probably just be rolling out of bed, still sleepy and soft with his hair sticking up like a disgruntled cat’s. Sirius sighed heavily and stared out the window at the small town rolling past in the distance; there was little he wouldn’t give to be back with him instead of on the way to a full week of conferences.

“Why did we have to win the Cup?” he grumbled.

James lifted one side of his headphones. “What?”

“Nothing.”

It wasn’t like they had had much time to themselves before that, either—Sirius’ schedule was packed with interviews that felt more like interrogations, and Remus had been running the PT department mostly by himself while Moody took a well-deserved vacation. They were dead on their feet every night, worked to the bone with little energy left to do more than cuddle and fall asleep. Still, Sirius was grateful for every second of it.

He waited ten more minutes before giving in.

New Message To: Re

Bonjour mon loup <3

There was no immediate response, which made sense, though he was a little bit disappointed. Sirius closed his eyes and tried to make himself relax; it would be at least another six hours before they arrived at their destination, and the bad weather gathering overhead didn’t bode well for quick travel.

His phone buzzed gently and he scrambled to answer. Don’t be Reg, don’t be Reg, don’t be Reg—

New Message From: Re

Morning love!

Thanks for the bagels <3

“Fuck yes,” Sirius said under his breath. The bagels had been a last-minute decision as he crept through the house in the early hours of the morning after carefully detaching himself from Remus with a final half-asleep farewell kiss. There was no guarantee he would remember breakfast with everything going on, so Sirius figured it was a safe bet to toast them and leave them on the countertop before heading out.

Message To: Re

Pas de problem

Sleep well?

Message From: Re

Decent

Missed you :(

Sirius rested his temple against the cold window with a soft sound. He hated leaving at different times, but that was just how their life worked at the moment.

Message To: Re

Missed you too <3

Three small dots appeared for a long moment before vanishing without a trace just as his heart rate began picking up. Where’d you go? he almost wondered aloud. Something bumped his arm and James raised a quizzical brow. “Loops,” Sirius said by way of explanation.

“I figured. He okay?”

“I think so? He just…disappeared on me.” Sirius was well-aware of how plaintive he sounded—James’ teasing smile was completely unnecessary.

“Aw, Cap,” he laughed, reaching over to mess with his beanie until Sirius slapped his hand away. “It’s alright, buddy, it’s just a couple days.”

Sirius jammed his hat back on his head and flicked James on the unprotected bit of his ear, making him yelp. “Fuck off, I know you’ll be a mess as soon as Lily FaceTimes with my godson.”

“He has a name, you know.”

“Sorry. You’ll be a mess as soon as she FaceTimes with Pocket Pots, who happens to be my godson.”

James rolled his eyes. “I regret giving you that title.”

“Nah, you don’t.”

As if on cue, his phone lit up again; Sirius ignored James’ snickering as he quickly unlocked it.

New Message From: Re

When will you be at the hotel?

“That’s it?” he muttered.

Message To: Re

That was a lot of typing for one sentence

6-7 hrs, if the weather holds

Why?

Message From: Re

Sorry lmao Reg came in for a bit

Just curious :) Keep me updated?

Message To: Re

Will do <3

Tell Reg he needs to wash his sheets. It’s been over a month.

A small thumbs-up emoji was his only answer, and he tried not to be too bummed. Remus liked having things to do; sitting there and texting Sirius while he slowly got further and further away was probably not his preferred way to spend a morning. With a sigh that was likely a bit too dramatic for the situation he was in, Sirius faced the window once more and buckled in for a long ride.

He chatted off and on with the others when they stopped for lunch, but everyone was exhausted from the combination of a packed week and an early morning. Even Talker stayed fairly quiet, and James kept his headphones on for most of the trip.

Sirius finally succumbed to his tiredness and put some music on, then dozed for an hour or three while they traveled through yet another field. A few halfhearted calls of “cows” made their way around the bus, though nobody seemed particularly enthused about being packed in with double the gear due to a broken storage compartment. Donuts and gas station coffee could only do so much.

“Just crossed the state border,” Arthur called from the front of the bus as Sirius tried to ignore the cramping in his thighs. Three hours. Just three more.

His music was interrupted by a soft jingle alert and he pulled his phone out, hoping against hope that Regulus hadn’t caused a fire anywhere. It was unlikely given the…well, everything about him, but with Sirius’ luck it could happen.

New Message From: Re

How far?

Message To: Re

About 3 hrs. Ran into some detours

Good day?

Remus remained silent on the other end and Sirius frowned. That was rather rude, and highly unusual. Between the two of them, Remus was the one who kept conversations going past the initial question to be answered.

Message From: Re

Attachment: 1 Image

Love you! Call me when you get there : )

Sirius opened the attachment and almost threw his phone in utter shock. Skin. Bare skin everywhere, its smooth edges broken up only by tight black fabric that may as well have been painted onto the curve of Remus’ ass. “Oh my god,” he whimpered, voice barely audible even to his own ears. It had been taken in their bedroom mirror; Remus looked over his shoulder, and Sirius caught the corner of a devious smirk on his lips. “Oh, you fucker.”

Message From: Re

Thoughts? They’re cozy

Message To: Re

Did you miss the part where I said three (3) hours

Message From: Re

Nope

Second one is a guessing game and u get a prize if u get it right : )

The second photograph was more zoomed-in than the first and Sirius wracked his brain, running through his mental catalogue of Remus’ body to figure out the answer. It did absolutely nothing to calm the situation in his pants.

He had no idea what the promised prize was, but anticipation made his hands shake slightly as he carefully scanned the picture. The shadows caught it at an odd angle—it wasn’t the steady slopes of his face or neck, nor was it the strong curve of a shoulder. Not enough freckles, either, he thought.

A lightbulb lit in the back of his mind.

Message To: Re

Right hip

Another thought connected half a second later.

Holy fuck you took them off

Is that my prize?

Re?

Remus Lupin I swear to god

TEXT ME BACK

Message From: Re

Bingo!

Christ you’re impatient, I was gone for like 2 mins

He chanced a look toward Pots, whose head lolled to the side as he snored.

Message To: Re

Hey quick question why are you like this

It’s a good thing Pots is out cold bc this bus is too small to hide anything

Message From: Re

Haha sux to be you

Sirius’ cheeks heated with a whole cocktail of different emotions as he furiously typed a response.

Message To: Re

‘Sux to be you’???

Are you 13 yrs old????

Message From: Re

Do you want your prize or not u horndog

Message To: Re

YOU MADE ME THIS WAY

He took a deep breath through his nose and flexed his fingers.

Yes please

A simple smiley face—Sirius would never see those things the same—popped up, followed by an audio file. He triple-checked that his headphones were plugged in before tapping ‘play’ with an unsteady thumb.

His face went very, very hot before all the blood went straight to his groin and he closed his eyes, covering his mouth with his hand. Breathy sounds came through the heavy earphones, a little more crackly than they would be in-person; he heard Remus’ gasp catch in his throat and crossed his legs as best he could in the too-small seat, torn between thanking and cursing any higher power. He could practically see Remus’ face in his mind’s eye as the noises continued, intermixed with fragments of desperate words.

The file came to an end after what felt like the blink of an eye and a hundred years, and Sirius did not look away from the violently red seat cushion in front of him for a long moment as his brain came back online. He couldn’t remember the last time he was so turned on.

He took a few deep breaths, though it did nothing to erase the poorly-muffled whines that still rang between his ears like church bells. Sirius huffed and turned to grab his waterbottle out of his duffel, only to make direct eye contact with Finn across the aisle.

Sirius froze.

Finn grinned.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” he hissed, too low to wake James but just loud enough to carry over the four feet separating them. Finn’s smile widened. “Stop it. Stop it right now.”

“How’s Loops?”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“That good, huh?”

“O’Hara, I swear to god—”

“Oh, is Cap spilling secrets?” Kasey asked, poking his head over the back of the seat.

Finn opened his mouth, but the force of Sirius’ glare must have been enough to at least intimidate him a little, because he shook his head. The smug Cheshire grin remained. “Nah, just having a chat about our plans when we get home.”

Kasey groaned. “You’re a lucky man, O’Hara. Both your people get to come with you. Nat sent me a promise, like, twenty minutes ago and I can’t stop thinking about it. I won’t be available tonight from six to eight if anyone was wondering.”

“Did she really?” Finn looked back to Sirius, who bit the inside of his cheek and tried to keep his cool. Two and a half hours, and then he would be safe. Just two and a half more hours.

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sheddingserpent · 5 years

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Field Trip: Sweet Pea x OC.

I’d like to imagine that this happened before the whole Riverdale quarantine thing, otherwise it would just kinda complicate things?

ABOUT: Ari signs up for the annual Riverdale High ski trip to help kick off winter break. Not only is it a chance to escape the madness that is the town of Riverdale, but it’s also an opportunity to attend one of the largest parties of the year. It’s also an opportunity to finally confess her feelings for a certain Serpent. Will she come back down the mountain victorious, or will she get cold feet?

Might do this in multiple parts.

“Call me when you get there, sweetie! I love you, and have fun!” My mother cooed as she fidgeted with my scarf for the millionth time.

“I will, I will.” I sighed, shifting my backpack to the other shoulder. “This isn’t my first school trip, you know.”

“Oh I know, I’ll just miss you is all. You better get on that bus before the good seats are taken! See you when you get home!” She beamed at me, kissing my cheek.

We said our goodbyes as I handed my suitcase to the chaperones loading the luggage onto the bus. I climbed aboard and scanned the bus, most people already paired up. I quickly waved to Kevin who was sitting with Moose, and made my way towards the back, settling into a window seat. If I was lucky, nobody would see me and I’d have two seats to myself. I made myself comfy and draped a fuzzy throw blanket over myself; it was a 4 hour drive to the ski lodge so why not make the most of it? I slipped an eye mask on in hopes of taking a nice long nap on the way up, but that was quickly disrupted. The bus became insanely loud, the sound of whooping and laughter filling it wall to wall. Disgruntled, I lifted the mask with a scowl on my face, prepared to stare down whoever was clearly going to sabotage my nap efforts. That’s when I saw the group of Serpents who were roughhousing their way down the aisle looking for seats. That’s when I saw Sweet Pea in the middle of them, a giant grin plastered on his face as he “accidentally” shoved Fangs into a group of girls. My scowl faded the moment he looked at me and revealed a softer, sweeter smile.

“Please don’t sit next to me, please don’t sit next to me.” I repeated in my head. You’d think I’d wanna sit next to him, but truth be told? The only time we had ever really talked was in chemistry class, and like a bad chemical reaction, I’d probably explode if I had to sit next to him for a solid 4 hours with nowhere else to go. Most of the Serpents found their seats pretty quickly, mostly sticking to the back and middle of the bus. As if the universe was conspiring against me, Sweet Pea made his way over to the vacant seat next to me.

“Hey, Ari! Glad to see you made it. Mind if I sit here?” He smiled at me as he set his bag down.

“Oh, no. Go ahead.” I smiled sheepishly.

It was more of a statement than a question, because he was already settling into the seat before I finished responding. As he made himself comfortable, his knee brushed against mine. My heart shot up into my throat as I took a deep breath and diverted my attention to the window. This was going to be a long bus ride, invaded personal space and all. With how tall Sweet Pea was, he probably could’ve taken up these two seats by himself.

“You look way more prepared than I am, you even have one of those eye things.” He laughed, stuffing his jacket into his bag. “Are you gonna nap? I’ll try to be quiet if you want. Hey Fangs, don’t eat all the beef jerky before we’ve even left!” His voice booming as he snatched the bag away. “You hungry?”

I tried my best to smile and act normal. He had always been nice to me so it’s not like this was out of the ordinary for him, but it didn’t make things any easier because my brain seemed to stop functioning around him. “Oh, I’m good. I have some snacks for later.” I nodded and gestured to my bag. “Thanks for asking though.”

“Oh okay, just let me know if you change your mind!” He beamed, then turned back to the other Serpents.

I slid my eye mask back down and tried to clear my mind, but it proved difficult with the fact that he wasn’t even a full foot away from me and he was probably one of the loudest and rowdiest guys on this bus. I popped my earbuds in and set a nature sounds playlist on shuffle, hoping it would help. Next thing I knew, I was being lulled to sleep by the sounds of a rainforest.

I felt a gentle tap on my leg, but I ignored it until it happened again. I sleepily lifted my mask and blinked until my eyes focused. I looked up to realize I had fallen asleep on Sweet Pea’s shoulder, and he was smiling down at me.

“I’m sorry I woke you up, but we’re stopping for a bathroom break and to stretch. I figured you might wanna go since we still have 2 more hours to go.” He yawned, stretching one leg out into the aisle.

“Yeah, thanks. Sorry for falling asleep on you.” I said, smiling apologetically.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll take it as a compliment.” He winked as we both stood up.

I folded my blanket and placed it on my seat, exiting behind him. I stretched out as I made my way to the restroom, my head reeling. It was starting to feel like the more time we were stuck sitting together, the easier it was for me to realize that maybe it wasn’t so bad. Maybe it was a good thing after all. It forced us to talk to each other more, that was for sure. Maybe it was a chance to get to know him better and face my fear of having an in depth conversation with him about something beyond school. I splashed some water on my face and dabbed it dry, looking at myself in the mirror.

“You can do this. Just talk to him.” I thought to myself, and smiled. “It’s no big deal, just take it a sentence at a time.”

With a new found sense of bravery, I walked back to the bus with a pep in my step. With everyone boarded again, we set off for the final 2 hours of the drive. I dug in my backpack and pulled out my lunch bag, unwrapping a pb&j sandwich.

“Hey Sweet Pea, want one? My mom always packs an extra just in case.” I smiled at him and held out the extra. Hey, so far so good.

“I’m starving, I’d love one. Fangs already got into most of the snacks.” He smiled at me, graciously taking the sandwich. “Your mom seems nice. Isn’t she the lady who donated a whole bunch of winter jackets to the south side kids?”

I nodded. “Yeah, after everything that’s happened these past few months she’s been wanting to help with the kids. She’s horrified at the lack of aid being given to the south side, and the kids definitely shouldn’t suffer.” I sighed.

He nodded and took a bite of the sandwich. “Well, it’s definitely a noble cause.” He smiled. “Is she from the south side?”

I shook my head. “No, but we used to volunteer at the food bank down there. She made friends with a lot of the Serpents.”

“That makes a lot of sense, if I’m being honest. You were one of the few who welcomed us in the beginning with no judgement. Guess your mom instilled her good soul into you.” He let out a small laugh, but his smile was genuine.

I blushed a little, but couldn’t help returning a smile. “Sometimes the toughest of us are the ones who need kindness the most.” I handed him a ziplock bag of pretzels, his hand lingering on mine for just a tiny bit longer than normal before pulling away.

“By the way, thanks for sharing your food with me. I owe you one.” He said, a gleam in his eyes that I’d never seen before.

Most people only saw a rougher exterior to Sweet Pea, but I was starting to see a softer side to him that I’m sure he kept buried way down. We finished our lunches in silence, but it wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward. It felt pleasant and warm, and I began to realize that it wasn’t so hard to talk to him after all once I got over my nerves. Maybe we could even spend some time together during the trip itself, or go to the party together.

“Before this trip is over, I’m going to tell him how I feel.” I thought to myself, a smile tugging at my lips. I had fallen for him the moment I saw him burst through the doors of Riverdale High, clad in his leather jacket and combat boots. If he could be brave and adapt to a new life, I could be brave for once in my life and confess my feelings.

I think I’m gonna do a part 2 later, as I don’t want this part to get too long! What do you guys think? Feedback would be wonderful.

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