Confession
As Remus' class came to an end, he began to find it harder and harder to keep his focus. Regulus was sitting in the back of the classroom, listening far more intently than any student Remus had ever had. Maybe it was just the sound of his voice that Regulus seemed to enjoy so much, but Remus couldn't help hoping that maybe he enjoyed his teaching, too.
Students filed out of the lecture hall, Regulus waiting until the last one shut the door behind them to get up and walk over to Remus. Remus gripped the smaller boy's waist and pulled him close, earning a small grin from Regulus.
"Did you enjoy the class?"Remus asked, looking down at Regulus' ocean blue eyes.
"It was more interesting than I thought it was going to be, quite honestly."Regulus replied, biting his lip for only a moment. "But maybe I just like the way you teach."
At that, Remus leaned down and pressed his lips to Regulus'. Regulus eagerly leaned into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Remus' neck.
"We should lock the door..."Regulus muttered.
"What for?"Remus asked.
"I'm very clearly a student, love. If another professor caught us kissing, you could be fired."Regulus clarified, kissing Remus' cheek softly.
"How about this, my apartment is not that far from your school. I'll text you an address and when I get home, you should come over and we'll have some... better fun there."Remus suggested, tracing lines on Regulus' arms.
"That sounds amazing."Regulus replied, running his fingers through Remus' shaggy brown curls.
"My last class is at seven."Remus says, leaning in for another kiss.
Regulus smirks and kisses Remus gently before pulling away, leaving Remus alone in the classroom. Remus sat down in his desk chair, running his hand over his face. Another professor walked into the room and pulled up a chair in front of Remus' desk. Her long brown hair was tied into a messy braid, she had large, round spectacles resting on her nose and as always she wore nearly a suit to teach.
"Yes, professor McGonagall?"Remus asked.
"You look distressed, Remus."Minerva replied.
"Just the after class low point. Pain's bad, it's too quiet and I am simply waiting for the next set of students."Remus explained.
"Who was the student who walked out of here a moment ago?"Miverva asked confidently.
Remus sighed. "More of a friend, than a student. He's a student at UAL, he just wanted to audit a class is all."
Remus felt odd calling Regulus just a friend. After the way they'd spoken and... the other things their lips have done, "friend" sounded entirely too casual.
"Well, I'm just glad to see you making friends, Mr. Lupin."Minerva said, giving Remus a gentle hand squeeze before standing up with an air of sophistication and grace and striding out of the room.
Remus crossed his arms over his chest and checked his phone, thankfully Regulus already texted him.
The photo was a picture of Regulus' steering wheel. "I already miss your lips, baby."
Remus sent a simple, short video of himself. "I miss yours too. Among other things."
Regulus texted back almost immediately with a picture of the road in front of him where he was stopped in traffic. The caption read "Remus, your voice is gonna kill me."
Remus sent a picture of his cane resting against his desk. "Good to know you love it that much."
Regulus took a while to respond after that, presumably because he was driving. Remus flipped through a book while he waited for the pretty boy to respond.
Remus practically floated through each of his last classes, every word practiced and routine. By the end of them, Remus would have ran home if he could. He texted Regulus with the address of his apartment the second he walked through his front door. Regulus called him right after he saw the message.
"On my way, pretty boy. Just figured I shouldn't be texting and driving."Regulus' voice came through the phone.
"Yeah, I'd rather keep my pretty boy safe till he gets here to see me."Remus replied, a slight smile on his face as he settled onto his couch.
"God, you’re a fantasy."Regulus laughed softly.
"Am I? Need a little wake up call?"Remus teased.
"Depends how you plan to wake me up."Regulus mused.
"Making you feel incredible the second you get here."Remus said, "Whether that’s erotic or not is up to you."
"Kiss me and convince me then."Regulus replied.
Regulus ended the call and a moment later, a knock came at Remus' front door. Remus bit his lip and slowly got up from the couch, walking over to open the door. Regulus was standing just outside in street clothes, black jeans, a tank top and a dark green cardigan. Remus simply stared for a minute as he leaned on his walking stick.
"Earth to Remus."Regulus teased, looking up at him.
"You're perfect."Remus muttered, gently running his fingers through Regulus' black curls.
"Kiss me then."
Remus took Regulus by the hand and led him into his apartment. It was a small, cozy place, bookshelves lining most walls, dim lighting, comfy furniture, a slightly cluttered kitchen. Remus led Regulus over to the couch. Remus sat down and motioned for Regulus to sit in his lap.
"It won't hurt you?"Regulus asked, shyly.
"No, beautiful. I wanna hold you properly and kiss you until I’m drunk off of it."Remus replied.
Regulus sat down in Remus' lap and rested his hands on Remus chest. Remus smiled and pressed his lips to Regulus'. Regulus moaned softly into the kiss as Remus slowly slipped his tongue into his mouth, exploring. Regulus slipped his hand into Remus' hair and pressed his body against Remus'.
"Rem'... I want more."Regulus whispered. "I love kissing you but I need to feel your lips elsewhere."
"Where do you need them, darling?"Remus asked.
Regulus tilted his head to show Remus where he wanted him. Remus gladly obeyed, kissing Regulus' neck. Regulus let out a soft noise of pleasure. Remus groaned softly as he started to roll his hips slowly. Regulus gasped.
"Y-you don't want to do that."Regulus muttered through soft moans.
"I don't?"Remus inquired, slowing down as the smaller boy reluctantly stood up.
Regulus shook his head, pulling at the cuffs of his sleeves. "I haven't really done much in a... in a long time..."
"We can slow down if you'd prefer that."Remus whispered, running his hands gently up and down Regulus' sides.
Remus looked up at Regulus' concerned expression as the younger man just stood there. Regulus fidgeted with the bottom of his shirt.
"We don't have to keep going."
"I uhm... I..."Regulus stuttered. "It's easier just to show you.
Remus cocked an eyebrow. "Show me what?"
Regulus sighed. "Just... promise you won't hate me?"
"I couldn't."
Regulus slid his fingers into the waistband of his jeans and pulled them down just enough to pull a small black packer from them. Remus bit his lower lip softly.
"It's uh... it's not real."Regulus muttered in explanation before putting his packer back in.
"I knew."Remus replied simply.
Regulus blinked. "You knew?"
"Of course."
"How could you tell?"
"Can I touch you?"
"Yeah, of course."
Remus leaned forward and pressed two fingers to Regulus' inner thighs. "Because you're soaked."
Regulus' cheeks turned a bit red at the explanation. "Should've known you were too smart to believe otherwise."he mumbled shyly.
Remus couldn't help but laugh a little. "You identify as a male so I have no reason to believe otherwise. It's not my place. But as far as anything intimate, of course I noticed you're wet from what we were doing a moment ago."
Regulus covered his face with his hands and settled back into Remus' lap, moving to bury his face in the teacher's shoulder. Remus wrapped his arms around the smaller man.
"You don't find me less appealing now?"Regulus asked, barely audible.
"I'm not exactly inexperienced, darling. You'll never have a problem from me about what's between your legs."
Regulus squirmed a little at the response. Remus smiled at his lover's reaction.