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"Will you wait for me Prongs," Sirius hurries after James - currently in deer form . Which is quite the feat, considering he simultanuosly tries not to fall over branches, talk and take a sip of his drink. A disgusting mix of cheap firewhiskey and muggle soda. The magic of the Whiskey had made the soda completely flat, which definitely doesn't help with the experience.
James, though, has different plans. He isn't particularly concerned with Sirius, which is rude in and of itself, but also tries to get a taste for leaves. He really shouldn't turn when drunk.
"Prongs!" Sirius pants, attempting a singsong voice, while spilling Whiskey over his cloak
Every time Sirius comes closer, James sends him an unimpressed look, and walks further along the treeline.
"You know, you could really wait for me," Sirius hiccups. "This is no way to treat your best mate!"
Sirius actually stumbles now. His head is spinning, and then he is sitting on his arse. Shaking his head, trying to understand how that happened. James finally turns and looks at Sirius, eyes comically large, standing as if unsure whether he should run or stay.
Sirius feels laughter bubble up in him, and spills over. A few hoarse barks, interrupted by more hiccups.
James finally answers. The fact that deer bark surprises Sirius every time, and he can't stop the next salve of laughter. James finally sees reason. He barks again, and then makes a few tentative steps towards Sirius, who can't stop laughing. And every time he calms down, he sees James again, who barks, and Sirius dissolves into laughter again.
His stomach hurts, when James is finally arrives before Sirius. "Merlins balls," Sirius pants, "You are such a toerag."
Sirius tries to wipe the tears from his eyes, and wipes dirt into them instead. It takes him a few tries to get his eyes clean, and when he's done, he can feel James' hot deer breath in his hair.
"You could try to turn back, you know?" Sirius whispers. It's still sometimes weird to talk to James in his animal form. He is wild and majestic. Much like his human form, but where James is overwhelmingly inviting, Prongs can be intimidating.
"I think this is how some of the other people see you. Wild and unattainable. Beautiful," Sirius is still talking in a low voice. James is done with smelling Sirius' hair, and starts to nudge at Sirius' shoulder. His antlers bump into Sirius' face.
"Ouch! Careful there, Prongs," Sirius reaches up to gently pet James' elongated jaw. "I'm way more fragile like this than you are."
James huffs, as if laughing at Sirius.
"You can be such an arse," Sirius is still smiling. James now slumps down before Sirius. His large, beautiful, wet eyes look darker than usual, as does his entire coat, but it is dark, and Sirius is rather drunk, so he may be remembering wrong.
"You know what is ironic?" Sirius mumbles as he softly strokes over James' sleek nose. "On the Quidditch pitch you are a chaser. But like this, people want to chase You."
James huffs again, and Sirius chuckles along.
"Though, if we are being real for a moment, you are being chased in human form too... All those girls who can't wait to get into your pants."
James snorts and shakes his head.
"Yes, I know they are after me too. Can you ever accept that people are very much into you? You are intelligent, funny, loyal and fit as fuck. You're a catch. Who wouldn't want you?"
James apparently decided to distract Sirius by eating his hair. Sirius giggles, which he would be embarrassed by if it wasn't just him and James. And if he wasn't drunk. Like this, he decides to enjoy the tickling feeling of James' breath on his neck.
He still pushes James away, afraid to hurt James in this form.
"You can play with my hair when you're human again," Sirius' voice is soft, and he has to swallow.
"I actually love it when you do that. I don't know if I've ever told you. But I do love it when you do that."
Sirius takes another swig of his drink, and whinces again. It really is disgusting. "Moony and his foul muggle drinks," he says with disgust. And takes another swig.
"Bah!"
James blinks at Sirius. Then his ears turn around, and his elegant head perks up. Sirius looks around, trying to find what noise James may have made out. When he can't hear or see anything, he turns back to James, and starts to lightly stroke over his long neck.
"It's probably just a rat." Sirius tries to soothe James. "Not ours, though. Peter really doesn't know how to hold his liqueur."
James takes a few more moments of looking around, still seemingly alarmed. Sirius keeps stroking with the back of his hand over James' neck. After a while, James huffs, and relaxes.
"Thats it, my beau..." the alcohol stops Sirius from filtering himself. He sighs. "I'm here to protect you. I'll do whatever it takes. And should I fail, I'll avange you!"
James closes his eyes. Sirius smiles.
"Anything for you, my love."
James perks up again, his ears turning to the right. This time Sirius thinks he may have heard something as well.
"I still think it's just a rat or two," but Sirius isn't completely convinced anymore.
"No need to be afraid. And, like I said: I'll take revenge on anyone who dares to disturb us."
James huffs, and Sirius chuckles.
"Think you're soon able to turn back?" Sirius inquires.
"There are some things we can do better when both of us are human..."
James' pelt is coarse under Sirius' hand. Warm, but definitely rougher than his human hair. Sirius sighs. "You know I love you in any form," his voice barely more than a whisper, some words completely inaudible. "But I still prefer the version of you that I can snog breathless."
Laughter breaks out beside Sirius, who whirls around, pulling his wand.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Sirius bellows out, wand pointing in the general direction from where he heard the noise. James jumps up, barks, and sprints away. His hooves the only sound for a moment.
"No, James!" Sirius shouts after James' quickly fleeing form. He runs a hand through his hair, in a show of desperation.
"Fuck!"
The laughter had taken up again. Sirius curses, and shoots another jinx into the direction the voice is coming from.
"Stop, stop," a familiar voice pants out. Out of thin air, James' messy head of raven hair appears. Followed by the rest of his face, and then his body, writing with laughter, as he fights his way out of the invisibility cloak.
Sirius stares at him, bewildered.
"Stop, it's me!" James presses out, and then resumes laughing.
"YOU KNOB!" Sirius yells, and then throws himself at James to jab him in the sides.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" James tries to duck away, still laughing. "I didn't mean to interrupt your date."
Sirius manages to straddle James, and pins his arms to the ground.
"You absolute arseface!" Sirius pulls James' arms over his head to hold them together in one hand, giving his other one freedom to cover James' mouth. James tries to fight him off, but he's weak from his continuing laughter, so Sirius has no problem overpowering him.
James calms down a little with Sirius holding him like this.
"Will you shut up?" Sirius snarls. James stares at him with wide eyes, training whats visible of his face, into an innocent expression. Sirius narrows his eyes. "I don't trust you, Potter." James blinks a few times.
But then James licks Sirius' hand, startling Sirius enough to reverse their positions.
"You're handsome, too, Padfoot." James' eyes are soft. Then he chuckles again, "or did you really just mean that deer just then? I'm sure we can find him again... The forbidden forest isn't THAT large, and he really seemed into you!"
"Fuck you, Potter!" Sirius spits out. "Not my fault you damned beasts all look the fucking same!"
"And I thought you liked ME. Turns out my Padfoot just has a thing for deer, huh?"
"Shut. Up!" Sirius tries to push James off.
"I can do that," James whispers, and then leans down to kiss Sirius. First, Sirius refuses to partake, to punish James, but then he melts into it. Heat rushing through him, replacing his embarrassment with desire.
"You suck." Sirius informs James when they break apart after a while.
"You still love me, though," James informs Sirius in return.
When they continue kissing, James lets go of Sirius' wrists to lean on his elbows, bracketing Sirius head with his arms.
"And, for what it's worth, I still love you, too!" James says, when they break apart the next time. "Even if I have to share you with other deer."