Obsidian & Bronze {Fred Weasley}

19. The ball of 1978

"Remus?"

"Willyougototheballwithme?" I blurted out fast and incoherently, a violent fuschia spread over both of my cheeks, and my palms uncontrollably sweaty.

"We're going to go" James interjected awkwardly before pulling Lily by the hand out the door quickly, but not before flashing me an apologetic smile.

Sirius looked over at me puzzled, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips pulled into a neat line, "Did you just ask me to the ball?" He asked, inquisitively, studying my features.

I nodded shyly, my eyes trailing the bed below me, as I absentmindedly played with the frayed hem on the sleeve of my cardigan, pulling each little royal blue thread out one by one.

Sirius brought his hand to my chin and used his index finger to tilt my head up, forcing my gaze onto his, before sliding his hand up my face, cupping my cheek warmly. He let the pad of his thumb run itself across my lower lip, tugging down slightly to part them, before watching it bounce back into place.

He had a loving and wholesome glint in his eyes, that wildly contrasted with the sinful and bold smirk tugging at his lips, as he studied my face for a moment.

After a fews seconds, Sirius had pulled my face forward slightly, as he still cupped my jaw, meeting me halfway to collide our lips together, his familiar and gentle touch so tender yet so rough.

Sirius didn't have to speak for me to be able to hear the millions of loving words condensed neatly into this singular moment.

His movements were hungry and raw, slow and tender yet somehow fast and uncontrolled simultaneously, and slowly he began to tease my bottom lip with the edge of tongue, causing a sharp shudder to coarse through my spine.

The sugary sweetness leaked from his lips, the taste of honey prominent on his tongue. He kissed me as though he could have forever, an action he would have continued until his lips grew numb, and I would have happily obliged.

Sirius's hand fell from my jaw, and both of his palms were now comfortingly resting on each on my thighs, a slight tension building between them, and in response I wrapped my hands around his neck tenderly, my finger coming to rest in his hair.

As I laced my supple fingers within his silky locks, I began to tug slightly, earning heated moans from Sirius that knotted my stomach and only further accelerated the rapid beating of my heart.

Sure enough, as my hand continued to pull and stoke and tossle with Sirius's hair, his hands shifted higher, causing me to melt and whimper quietly under his touch, and Sirius began to do the same unintentionally in response, a symphony of beautiful sounds that he fought desperately to suppress from embarrassment, although I thought it was the most angelic thing I had ever heard.

He smirked against my lips slightly as it grew harder to kiss him back, and so slowly Sirius relaxed the kiss before pulling away completely, although his face remained just mere inches from my own.

"Of course I'll go with you Remus" He whispered, panting slightly, attempting to catch his breath, me doing the same.

I tucked a loose strand of hair away, that had fallen across his eyes, and smiled warmly at him, never wanting this moment to end.

"I need to shower" He uttered randomly, his words slightly muffled as he placed a gentle kiss on my lips as he spoke.

He climbed off the bed and started walking towards the bathroom, running his finger through his hair and tossing off his jacket just outside the door, but before he walked in he turned around to face me with a puzzled expression.