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To Feel You || Din Djarin

Summary: It has been a long couple of weeks and Din is starting to loose it.

Warnings: Smut, fingering, fluffy smut, Din being a simp for the reader, unprotected sex, breeding kink, wrap it before you tap it!

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The past couple of weeks had been long and tiresome, what with collecting bounties, travelling from place to place and the Child; him needing constant care and watching over. Not that you minded, but this just meant that you and Din hadn’t had much time to yourselves.

Din had been working himself to the bone, he was stressed beyond imaginable, not that he every let it show; but you saw through it, you also saw something else that had been bugging him, but you couldn’t put your finger on it.

Over that last couple of days, Din had become more and more physically affectionate with you. Pressing a hand to your lower back every time he passed you in the hallway, placing a large, calloused hand on your thigh when you’d sit next to him or brushing his hand against yours when you were walking around, searching for a bounty.

You could feel the pent up tension radiating off him, you felt it within you as well but there just wasn’t time for sex in your current situation. It was driving you both crazy; especially when each time you had a moment, a single moment alone together, you were always interrupted. 

Today had been all round horrible. The Child had been running rings around you and Din all day, you had been attacked and to cap it all off, the man who hired you to collect a bounty, had turned on you, refused to pay the fee and tried to kill you.

Sighing, you pottered around the kitchen, pulling out bits and pieces that you would need to wipe up some supper. As you reached into one of the top cupboards, a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist and a body pressed up against your own. Din’s chin rested on your shoulder as you lowered your arm, leaning back into his touch and placing a hand over his.

“Hey.” You mused, gently brushing your fingers over his hand and up his arm.

“Hi.” Din answered, nuzzling his face into the crook where your neck met your shoulder; his fingers brushing over the wedding ring on your left hand, smiling into your neck.

As you put a couple of things into the bowl you had just retrieved, you could feel Din press kisses to your neck, his scruff slightly tickling you as he kissed your your neck and onto your jaw.

You turned in his arms, brining your hands up to cup his checks and stroking your thumb across his check bones. Staring into his beep brown eyes, you smiled and lent up, pressing your lips against his soft ones.

Din groaned into the kiss, his hands moving from being wrapped around your waist, to pushing up the shirt that you were wearing, his hands were rough but gentle as they landed on your hips and he slowly drew circles on the skin of your hips.

Pushing your body closer to his, you ran your hand through his chocolate hair, gently tugging on it, gaining a satisfied moan from Din. His hands slid further up your shirt, laying on the small of your back, pulling you impossibly closer and taking your bottom lip between his and gentle sucking; you moaned in response.

“Din, we can’t, the kid-” You started, pulling away a fraction of an inch, not wanting to move too far away.

“Is asleep.” Din answered, his lips brushing against yours as he spoke, he rested his forehead against your own, “Please, cyar’ika, I just need to feel you.” He whispered, looking into your eyes, pleading with you.

You knew that for Din, being physical with you was his way of expression, since he found it harder to express his emotions verbally. And this week had really taken it out of him; besides, you had missed him so much these passed few weeks.

Not uttering a word, you pressed your lips against his once again, one hand on the side of his neck and the other in his hair. Din pushed you against the counter top, pressing his body against yours, missing how you felt against him; he moaned; a sound that you loved.

“We have to be quiet, don’t want to wake him.” You gasped as Din placed his hands behind your thighs and lifted you onto the counter top, making a noise to show that he understood. He stood between your legs and pulled you closer to him by your waist so that you could wrap your legs around his waist.

Din tugged at the hem of your shirt, pulling away from his sightly, you removed the thin piece of material and chucked it away. Din looked at you with an expression of awe on his handsome face; his eyes scanning down your exposed chest, memorising everything about your figure. His hand running down your chest, thumb brushing over your hardened nipple; you ached your back in response.

“You are so beautiful.” He whispered, brown eyes flicking up to meet your own.

Smiling, you pressed a soft, gentle, warm kiss to his lips as you lifted the cotton shirt he was wearing. It came over his head and fell to the floor next to your own. His chest was broad, muscular and littered with scars; your hands ran down his chest, leaning forward you kissed a scar on his shoulder as he pressed his lips to your neck.

Din picked you up once more and set you gentle down on the ground, his lips finding yours in a heart beat. Gently pushing you up against a wall, one of his hands slid from your waist up to your breast, cupping it in his warm hand. Moaning quietly your hips moved against his, earning a low groan from him but you swallowed it as your lips moved against his. That was one of the things you loved about him, how vocal he was during sex; his way of telling you how much he loves you.

Swiping his tongue across you bottom lip, you happily opened your mouth to him, letting his tongue slide across your own. Din’s hands moved around your back and down to your arse, giving it a firm squeeze and pushing your hips onto his and grinding down on you, moaning again.

Dragging your finger nails gently down his chest as Din started to undo your trousers, sliding them down your legs and letting you step out of them. He looked down at you, mesmerised by your body. Pressing one last soft, sweet kiss to your lips, Din lifted you up and carried you over to your shared bunk.

Din gently set you down on the bed, his lips travelling to your neck and sucking softly and the sensitive skin, moaning quietly, you unbuttoned his trousers and let them slide down his legs. Laying back, Din climbed into bed with you, pressing a button behind him and hovering over you as the door to your bunk slid shut.

Your fingers were tangled in his hair as his lips reconnected with your own, his hand sliding down your body to your pussy and running his fingers over your folds. He moaned at your wetness, which only made you need him more than ever; Din slid two fingers into your pussy, his thumb brushing over your clit, pressing down on it gently.

“Din, please, I need you.” You moaned against his lips, kissing him and gently biting down on his lip, making him groan.

Din was more than happy to oblige, removing his hand from your dripping pussy, it came up to lace his fingers through yours, holding you hand above your head. Din lined the tip of his cock up with your entrance and at an agonising pace, slid into you; letting out a loud moan, to which you kissed him to silence him. 

He stayed in you for a bit, kissing you gently as his tongue explored your mouth; despite him knowing every crevice of your mouth, he never got tired of exploring it. Din pulled back until he was almost out of you before sliding back into you slowly, pushing his face into your neck.

You moaned softly as Din picked up a slow and steady pace, savouring everything about you. One of your hands in his hair, gently pulling while the other was placed on his back, finger nails softly digging into his skin.

Din’s thrusts into you picked up, slowly increasing his speed, moaning into your neck, leaving sloppy kisses there. His cock filled you up perfectly as he thrusted into you, moaning, you took his ear lobe between your teeth and gently pulled; Din let out a loud groan that was only slightly muffled by your neck.

“Din, we have to be quiet.” You panted, running a hand through his hair as he slid back into you.

“How can you expect me to be quiet when you are so beautiful beneath me and feel so good around my cock.” He groaned, moving his head up to kiss your lips hungrily. 

As Din began to thrust harder and faster into you, his moans and groans only got louder. As much as you loved to hear them, you didn’t want to wake the Child up; so you decided to take action.

“I want to ride you.” You whispered in his ear, letting your tongue run along the shell of his ear.

Din moaned again and nodded, pulling out of you slowly and sitting up, pulling you with him. You clambered onto him, wrapping your legs around his waist as you slowly sank down on his cock. Din placed his hands onto your hips to steady you. 

Slowly you started to move against him, arms wrapped around his neck and hands in his hair. Din moaned into your shoulder as you sank up and down on his cock.

Din started to thrust up into you to meet the rhythm of you hips, fingers digging into your hips. You head bowed as you moaned into his ear, his name spilling from your lips as he thrusted up into you.

Both of your hips sped up as you both savoured in the pleasure you giving to each other. Din’s thrusts sped up and became rougher and harder, only increasing the feeling of him inside you, meaning he was close to climax. 

“I want to see your eyes, cyar’ika.” He moaned into your ear; pulling your head back to face him, your eyes met as your hips moved in sync.

Your foreheads pressed against the others, you hands cupping either side of Din’s face, as his hands slid up your back and one of them disappeared into your hair. As Din thrusted harder into you, you could feel the familiar knot in your stomach tighten as your neared your climax.

“I want you to cum in me.” You moaned against his lips; this spired Din on drastically.

Din’s hips thrusted faster up into you as his lips met yours in a hungry frenzy. You felt Din’s cock twitch inside you, his hand slid in between your bodies and travelled down to your clit, rubbing small but hard circles onto it.

Sucking on his bottom lip, Din let out a loud moan which you caught in your mouth as he came hard, thrusting up into you even harder than before. Moaning you felt your walls clench around him as you came, his name falling from your lips like a mantra as you and Din rode out your highs together, hips still clashing together.

Din groaned once more before his hips slowed and his fingers slowly withdrawing from your pussy, unwillingly. You fell against his chest, face buried in his neck as you both caught your breath.   

Placing his hands on either side of your head, he lifted you face up to meet his, he pressed a soft, sweet, lingering kiss to your lips.

“I love you, so, so much.” He panted, wresting his forehead against yours, smiling up at you.

“I love you too, so, so much.” You smiled, nuzzling your nose against his.

[menattheirbest]

Touch Me || Warren Worthington III

Summary: Reader and Warren are at a club and things start to heat up.

Warnings: Smut, sex, unprotected sex, oral, overstimulation, grinding, fingering, all the good stuff.

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You and Warren had been playing a little game over the past couple of days. The game was to see who could tease the other the most to see who would crack first. So far, you were winning; Warren sucked when it came to these types of games, he would always loose, but this time he was showing a lot of determination.

You, Warren and some of your other friends were at a club, you’d all had a long week at the school so you decided to blow off some steam. All of you had drunk a fair amount of drinks and were enjoying the club.

The dance floor was full of people, jumping, dancing and grinding on each other. To tease Warren you had started to dance, swaying your hips as you danced, making sure that he could see you. You could feel his gaze on your body. As you were dancing you felt someone come up behind you, firmly holding your hips and pulling your body closer; wings wrapped around you.

Warren danced along with you, burring his head into your neck as your arms wrapped around him, running your hands through his hair as you swayed your hips against his crotch. Warren pressed sloppy kisses to your neck as he groaned; his hands wondering all over your body.

His hands found your hips again as you continued to dace against him, his hand slid through your shorts and pants until they reached your pussy. You were determined not to loose this game. As his fingers ran over your folds and over your clit you tugged at his hair and pushed your arse further against his cock, which had already grown hard against you.

Warren pushed a finger inside you as you danced, you moaned as you leant your head back against his shoulder. He slid a second finger into you and bucked his hips as your swayed your hips against his cock, causing him to moan into your neck; pumping his fingers in and out of you at a slow pace. You knew that Warren was very determined not to loose, and so were you but you had been craving him all week and his fingers were sending you into a frenzy.

“Touch me.” You moaned into his ear, taking his earlobe between your teeth; you could feel Warren smirking against your neck.

“How badly do you want me to touch you?” He asked, pumping his fingers faster as his thumb rubbed circles against your clit.

“So badly, baby. Please.” You moaned.

Warren pulled his hand out of your shorts and sucked his fingers, moaning a little at the taste. He grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the back entrance to the club. He pushed you up against a wall and kissed you, forcefully. Your lips moulded together as Warren sucked at your bottom lip, you decided to tease him and refuse to open you mouth; Warren growled and his hands snaked behind you and grabbed your arse. You gasped and Warren took the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth.

Your tongues fought for dominance, eventually, Warren won, his tongue exploring your mouth, “Show me how badly you want me to touch you, babygirl.” He whispered against your lips, attaching them to your neck and sucking harshly.

Your hands slid down to his belt and pulled it away, sinking down to your knees you pulled down his jeans and boxers; his hard cock springing free, pre-cum leaking from the tip. You looked up at him, opened your mouth and wrapped your lips around his cock, your tongue swirling around him as he moaned. Warren’s moans were angelic.

“Good girl.” He moaned, one hand keeping the hair out of your face and the other was against the wall.

Bobbing your head up and down you hummed against him, causing vibrations to shoot through his cock. You pulled off him to lick the vein on the underside of his cock before wrapping your mouth around him again, earning another moan. Warren’s cock twitched in your mouth as his hip bucked into your mouth; Warren pulled himself out of your mouth.

Warren pulled you to your feet and kissed you, biting and sucking gently on your lips. His hands grabbed your arse, needing it with his hands, before sliding his hands down behind your thighs. You jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist; Warren’s lips moving to your neck and sucking down on it, softly nipping the skin there, causing your to moan as your hands ran through his hair.

With one hand supporting you, Warren’s other hand slid under the waist band of your shorts and pants and he slid two fingers inside you. You moaned as Warren’s fingers pumped in and out of you at a slow, agonising pace.

“Please, baby.” You moaned against him.

“Please what?” He asked against your neck, his thumb pressing against your clit.

“Fuck me.” You moaned; Warren pulled away and grinned at you.

Warren pulled his fingers out of you and pulled your shorts down; Warren pressed his lips against your swollen ones as he pushed his hard cock inside your dripping pussy. You moaned against his lips as Warren started to thrust.

Warren’s thrusts were fast and rough as he sucked on your neck, his lips vibrating slightly as you moaned. Warren groaned into your neck, his hand sliding down to rub your clit. You could feel your walls clench around his cock as you came close to your climax. You moaned loudly as you came and Warren kissed you, swallowing your moan.

Warren kept thrusting into you, causing your high to carry on; you moaned into Warren’s neck, dragging your fingernails down his back. Warren groaned into you and you felt his cock twitch inside you. You felt so weak, you were so sensitive and Warren kept thrusting, it almost hurt but the pleasure was incredible as Warren thrusted harder than before.

Warren’s thrusts were getting sloppy and you knew that he was close, you sucked on his neck, making sure to leave a couple of marks. You moaned into his ear and Warren came, moaning loudly as his cum filled you. Warren rode out his high and kept thrusting into you, the pair of you moaning in sync.

His thrust’s slowed, then stopped, his head falling into the crook of your neck as he panted. You kissed his neck and shoulder as he pulled out of you with a groan; Warren pulled away and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips.

“You lost.” He laughed, you rolled your eyes but smiled.

“I blame your fingers.” You grinned, Warren raise an eyebrow.

“Fine, I’ll never do that again.” He smirked.

“I’ll kill you if you don’t.” You smiled; Warren laughed and kissed you again, pushing your legs further up his waist.

“I didn’t hurt you did I?” He asked, referring to the overstimulation.

“You could never hurt me.” You smiled, pressing a kiss to his lips.

[menattheirbest]

Mood Swings || Remus Lupin

Notes: This is my first smut on this page, I hope you like it!

Warnings: Smut, oral both receiving, dirty talk, biting, orgasm denial, choking, rough sex, Dom!Remus. 

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You had known Remus for a long time, you knew about his ‘furry little problem’ as Sirius liked to call it, and most of all, you knew about his mood swings before each full moon; since you were the one having to deal with them most due to being Remus’ girlfriend. Remus’ mood swings changed each month, some coming up more often; Remus could go from being very anxious or depressed, to being euphoric. But this month was different, very different.

The full moon was in a couple of days and Remus has been experiencing one of his mood swings. He had been acting strangely from the moment you had met the boys that morning for breakfast. When you took your usual seat next to Remus at the Gryffindor table, he had pulled you close to him and pressed his lips to your own. This wasn’t unusual so to speak; but Remus hardly ever kissed you in public, unless he was having a bad day. You were surprised but thought nothing of it. The whole way through breakfast, Remus had kept his hand on your thigh; ignoring the questioning looks you shot him. 

As the five of you walked up to your Charms lesson, Remus holding your hand tightly, you thought about what had happened at breakfast. Then it hit you. It hit you like a train. Remus was horny. The last time his mood swings had made him horny, he had hidden it from you; but something was different this time. You decided that you should have some fun with Remus; you loved it when Remus was upfront about what he wanted.

Entering the classroom you took your usual seat next to Remus at the back of the class. Flitwick had started talking about the subject of today’s lesson, but your mind was else where. You placed your hand gently on Remus’ thigh, just above his knee. At first, Remus didn’t think anything of it, but then you started to slowly move your hand up and down his thigh. Remus looked over at you, but you were writing down what Flitwick was saying. 

Your hand got closer and closer to his crotch, slowly drawing circles on the inside of his thigh. Remus stared at you, but you just sent him an innocent smile and turned back to your work. Just as your fingers were about to brush over his cock, Remus grabbed your wrist and held your hand under the desk.

This went on all morning, you knew that due to his mood swings and how close it was to the full moon, Remus became very sensitive, both physically and emotionally; but today, it was physically. You knew that every time you touched him, even brushing your hand with his, he would feel it a million times over. You continued to tease him all through out Charms, your hand slowly brushing over the growing bulge in his trousers. 

Defence Against the Dark Arts was your next lesson; and you continued to play your game all through out the lesson. You knew that Remus couldn’t resist your touch, especially with the mood he was in. Once again your hand slid up Remus’ thigh, slowly tracing circles on the inside of his thigh. Your hand reached for the zipper of his trousers and slowly pulled it down, letting your hand slid into he trousers; now the only layer of material between your hand and his cock was his boxers. You gently gripped his hardening cock, rubbing small circles at the base of his cock.

“So hard already?” You asked seductively, letting your hand roam around.

“Stop.” Remus whispered; just as he said that, you wrapped your hand around his shaft and started to slowly pump him. Remus groaned.

“It doesn’t sound like you want me to stop.” You whispered in his ear, glancing at the teacher, who wasn’t looking at you, you softly pulled his ear lobe between your teeth.

Remus’ cock was hard, you could almost feel it throbbing in your hand as you slowly pumped him. But then, you stopped, withdrawing your hand from his trousers, zipping up his fly and putting your hand on the desk. You could feel the glare Remus was sending you. You refused to touch Remus for the rest of the lesson.

The bell rang, signalling that it was time for lunch; you packed up your things, ignoring the looks that Remus was giving you. Swinging your hips you walked out of the classroom and down the corridor. The boys quickly caught up with you.

“I’ve got practice now, are you guys coming to watch?” James asked as we walked through the portrait hole and into the common room.

“Peter and I are.” Sirius grinned, throwing his bag onto one of the sofa’s, watching as James and Peter did the same. You were about to answer but Remus beat you to it.

“Sorry, James, (y/n) and I have some work that needs to be done.” Remus smiled at the other three.

“Sorry James, next time.” You smiled; James just waved away your statement.

“It’s alright, see you guys later.” James grinned as he, Sirius and Peter all walked out of the common room. Remus turned to face you.

“Upstairs. Now.” Remus said, his voice deadly calm but his eyes were filled with hunger and lust. You raised your eyebrows, challenging him, “You don’t want to make this worse for yourself, sweetheart.” He growled.

You smiled, turned around and started to walk up towards the boys dormitories, swinging your hips as you went. You were filled with excitement and arousal. There had only been a couple of other times when Remus had been so demanding, and you loved it.

You entered the dorm, you took off your robe and put it at the end of Remus’ bed before sitting down on it, leaning against the headboard. The door opened and Remus walked in; his eyes never left yours as he walked towards you. Remus knelt in front of you, grabbed your chin and kissed you forcefully. 

Remus waisted no time in biting down on your lip, asking for entrance but you denied him, wanting to know the out come. Remus growled, he reached underneath you and squeezed your arse, kneading it in his hands. You gasped and Remus slid his tongue into your mouth. You tried to fight for dominance but you lost. Remus pressed his hips against yours and you moaned into his mouth.

“You’ve been a bad girl today.” Remus growled, sucking harshly on your neck, you gasped and arched your back slightly, “You need to be punished.” He added, running a hand up the side of your thigh and under your skirt. You opened your legs so that they were either side of his waist.

Remus pulled away and ripped your shirt open, buttons flew everywhere. You helped him get rid of it, exposing your lacy, black bra to him. Remus straightened up and removed his own shirt; your hands trailed down his toned, bare chest, softly scraping your finger nails down his abdomen. Remus lent down and sucked on your neck, biting it in places. He trialed kisses down to your collar bones, Remus reached under you and unclipped your bra and threw it over his shoulder. He got to your breasts.

Cupping one he attacked the other one, sucking and swirling his tongue around your nipple causing you to moan, with his other hand, Remus pinched your hard nippled and played with it. Once he was satisfied with the purple marks he had left, he pulled down your skirt. Remus dragged his finger over your dripping pussy.

“Look how wet you are, is that all for me?” He asked, putting pressure on your clit; you nodded, “Use your words.” 

“Yes, all for you.” You breathed as Remus teased you.

Slowly, Remus pulled down your pants leaving you naked before him. Remus started to suck and bite your neck as he pushed a finger inside of you, slowly pumping in and out. You moaned and bucked your hips as Remus added another finger to your pussy.

“You’re so tight.” He groaned into your ear, biting down slightly on the shell of your ear.

Remus pulled his fingers out, causing you to whine. Remus pulled his hand up to your face and moved them towards your lips; you opened your mouth and sucked on his fingers, tasting yourself on his fingers. Remus groaned and pulled his fingers out of your mouth. 

He slid down your body, and without any warning, licked up your pussy and started to suck on your clit. You moaned loudly as one of Remus’ hands came up and started to squeeze your breasts. As Remus harshly sucked on your clit he slip two fingers inside you; you moaned ever louder as he started to pump your pussy.

Your hand flew to Remus’ hair and gripped it tightly, he moaned into your pussy, making your clit vibrate. Remus started to pump your faster and faster as his tongue flicked your clit. You were so close to cumming; Remus’ tongue and fingers were the real magic in this school.

“Remus, I’m-” You started, but you cut your self of as you moaned. Remus pulled his fingers out of you.

“You’re not allowed to cum until I say so.” Remus growled, his hunger showing in his eyes, “Get on your knees.” He ordered, standing up from the bed. 

You didn’t disobey him, you needed him; you needed him so badly. You knelt down on the floor in front of Remus. Your hands traveled up to his belt and undid it, his trousers falling to the ground; you pulled down his boxers too, letting his hard cock spring free, the tip leaking with pre-cum. You licked your lips and wrapped your hand around his cock. You lent down and licked the vein that ran on the underside of his cock. Remus moaned.

You took the tip of his cock in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip and sucking. Remus pulled the hair out of your face and pushed your head down so more of his cock entered your mouth. You gaged slightly but bobbed your head up and down, sucking and swirling your tongue around him. Remus through his head back and moaned loudly, bucking his hips into your face. You hummed as you bobbed your head up and down, Remus semi thrusting into your mouth.

Remus let out a loud groan and his hot cum shot down your throat. You pulled your mouth off his cock and licked up the rest of the cum, still pumping his cock. Remus watched as you swallowed his cum; this sight alone was enough to make him hard again. You on your knees, swollen lips and a mouthful of his cum.

“Get on the bed, on all fours.” He demanded, you stood up and knelt on the bed, excitement filling once again.

Before you had placed your hands on the bed, Remus came up behind you. His hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing is gently, “You cum when I tell you too.” He growled into your ear; you nodded.

Remus lined the tip of his cock with the entrance to your wet pussy and pushed himself into you. You both moaned, Remus’ hand still wrapped around your throat as he stretched you out. Remus started to thrust in and out quickly, pushing your back against his chest, he grabbed one of your breasts with the hand that wasn’t around your throat and squeezed.

“Remus.” You moaned as Remus continued to roughly thrust in and out of you; he moaned into your ear as he continued at his fast and hard pace. Remus bit down on your shoulder as he continued to thrust, moaning loudly into your shoulder. His grip on your throat tightened a little, but it only added to the immense pleasure you were feeling. Remus moved his hand down to your pussy and started to rub furious circles on your clit as he thrusted into you; you moaned loudly.

“Remus-” You started, feeling your walls tighten around his cock.

“Wait. Wait until I tell you.” He growled, thrusting into your even harder and rubbing your clit faster. 

All your concentration was on not cumming, even if that was the only thing in the world that you wanted to you. You could feel Remus’ cock twitch inside of you as he thrusted and moaned.

“Now, cum for me, babygirl.” He moaned, putting more pressure on your throat and clit.

You moaned loudly as you came all over his cock, your body twitching and shaking with pleasure as you rode your high. Remus moaned loudly from behind you and thrusted once more before he came inside you, his cock twitching and he moaned into your shoulder. After a couple more thrusts to ride out his high and your own, Remus pulled out of you with a grown.

Pulling the blankets away from his bed you crawled in, Remus crawled in next to you and pulled you into his chest, pressing a kiss against your forehead. You smiled as you traced pattens onto his chest.

“Thank you.” He whispered, tucking strands of your hair behind your ear.

“For what?” You asked, looking into his brown eyes.

“Well, for that.” Remus chuckled, kissing your forehead again.

“It’s okay; I know how hard your mood swings can be.” You smiled, kissing his shoulder, “Besides, I really enjoyed it.” You grinned as Remus laughed.

“Enough for another round?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. You smiled and kissed his lips.

“Shower?” You asked, Remus smiled.

“Shower.”