Remus squirmed, breathless with laughter. "You're including me in that? I'll have you know - Ahahaha, no tickling the feet, that's not fair! - that - Sirius, ahaha, I mean it! - at least I don't have doggy breath!"
Scarred hands were reaching up and doing their bit to remember the most sensitive, ticklish areas around Sirius' hands, the backs of his knees, anywhere there might be a nerve that remembered... Sirius' hysterical whooping told a suddenly smug Remus that he'd found at least one.
There was something tugging at Remus' consciousness, trying to draw his attention subtly but firmly, a knock on the door of his mind. Remus ignored it, however: This was far too fun to ruin with bitterness, or regret, or even...
Remus won their power-struggle in a surge of energy, and rolled Sirius over, pinning him. Or even...
Breathing slowed, and Remus half-smirked, wiping sweat away from Sirius' cheek in an unexpected (to the both of them) gesture. "I win," he panted. Or even...
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Scarred hands were reaching up and doing their bit to remember the most sensitive, ticklish areas around Sirius' hands, the backs of his knees, anywhere there might be a nerve that remembered... Sirius' hysterical whooping told a suddenly smug Remus that he'd found at least one.
There was something tugging at Remus' consciousness, trying to draw his attention subtly but firmly, a knock on the door of his mind. Remus ignored it, however: This was far too fun to ruin with bitterness, or regret, or even...
Remus won their power-struggle in a surge of energy, and rolled Sirius over, pinning him. Or even...
Breathing slowed, and Remus half-smirked, wiping sweat away from Sirius' cheek in an unexpected (to the both of them) gesture. "I win," he panted. Or even...