the_debt_of_time

"You told me that the Sorting Hat wanted to put you in Slytherin," Remus
challenged her.
"That stupid hat was just trying to rile me up," she snarled. "That's beside the point.
I am not afraid of Sirius."
To try and change the subject, Mia rolled her hips over him and grinned when he
let out a low keen. She could feel him stirring beneath her and smirked that she could
silence him with such a simple gesture.
"No, you're in love with Sirius," he countered.
Mia sighed; maybe she wasn't so talented at shutting Remus up.
He looked like he was trying to fight back the urge to take her again so soon. His
face showed a stern concentration, but she felt him swiftly growing hard again beneath her.
"You're worried that he'll find out we're not together, and he won't tell you that he
loves you as well." She clenched her teeth and schooled her expression, trying not to let
him see how his words affected her so strongly. "And he probably won't, because
he's just as terrified as you are."
"I'm pretty sure we made a rule to not talk about Sirius while we're naked," Mia said
firmly, and Remus rolled his eyes.
"I have sex with you to work out pent up aggression. You have sex with me because
you're hiding," he accused her.
She stared down at him, her mouth falling open in shock. "I have sex with you
because I love you."
"And I love you, but you know it's different. It would be different if I were Sirius."
"Jealous?" she teased, trying to ease the tension and securely bury her rising fears of
inadequacy and rejection that Sirius tended to bring out in her.
Remus laughed. "Hardly. I'm the one you're on top of, aren't I?"
"And what if it was suddenly Sirius?" she asked him point-blank. A part of her
worried that Remus was not being entirely honest with her. This was their safe place, here
in the arms of one another, and she knew that Remus would be alone for years. A part of
her did not want to pursue anything further with Sirius because she did not want to leave
Remus by himself. She did not want her friend, her heart, to be alone.