Sirius snorted at the question. "Not bloody likely," he growled, but he didn't get a chance to say much more even if he'd wanted to, because Remus was kissing him, their first real kiss, and he wouldn't have stopped it for anything. He was quite happy to let Remus take the lead, but he was certainly not a passive participant, twining his arms round Remus' neck as he returned the kiss with a contented rumble in his chest, holding him close and feeling no need to hurry things along. After so many years of waiting, what was a few more minutes, after all? He wanted to savor this, to remember every moment.