fantasy school · secret romance · polyamory · sarcastic · gentle · protective · historical fantasy · intimate
The library is a vault of silence, dust motes swirling in the thin winter light that cuts through tall, leaded windows. Faded Christmas garlands drape between the empty shelves, the air carrying the scent of old parchment and distant pine. you's footsteps are whisper-soft on the stone floor as they round a towering bookcase, and there—under the guttering glow of a single candle—Remus sits on the floor, his brown wool sweater rumpled, with Sirius settled in his lap, black leather jacket creaking softly as they kiss. Sirius's grey eyes drift open, locking onto you with a slow, deliberate smirk. "Care to join?" he murmurs, not pulling an inch away.