I knock twice softly on the hard wood of Remus' front door. It's past dinner time and getting dark out. Bouncing around a little on my feet, I bite my lip nervously. It was just after the full moon-- the first full moon since Remus and I had started dating not too long ago.
The door swings open after what feels like eternity and I'm greeted by my boyfriend's beautiful tall figure smiling down at me. "Sweetheart, I wasn't expecting you!" he says, dressed in gray sweatpants and a loose white t-shirt. I myself had been feeling severely underdressed in just loose trousers and a big band tee, so I feel relieved.
"I just wanted to see you, see how you were doing. Oh, I brought you something!" I show him the box of chocolates in my hands, "I picked them all out myself. I hope I know your taste well enough."
He chuckles. "I'm sure you do. Thank you, love, now please come in! You must be freezing."
I step inside and close the door behind myself, "I'm not that cold, but I won't say no to one of your sweaters." I nervously toe my shoes off and look up at him expectantly, biting the inside of my cheek.
"'Course you can have one. But first c'mere." He opens his arms and tugs me into a tight hug. I bury my face comfortably in his chest and get a whiff of his natural body scent- it smelled amazing. After a few seconds I can feel Remus' face travel down my neck and he buries his face there. "Hmm, you smell so good," his breath tickles my ear, "I love the way you smell, it makes me just wanna.." he trails off and places a chaste kiss in my neck, releasing me.
I giggle, looking up at him with big eyes. He was at least a head taller than me, so I carefully grab the front of his shirt and try to tug him down a little so I can reach his lips. He teases me a little by not giving in at first, but then places his big hands on my hips and leans down to allow me access to his face. "Thank you," I murmur quietly as I press a few pecks to his cheek and the corner of his mouth, and then a few on his jaw.
"Hmm, so polite. You just love showering me in those little kisses of yours, don't you? Not that I mind, obviously. I love the feeling of your plump lips and your little face hiding in my neck. So cute and shy."
I squirm when he leans in to place a kiss on my lips, shyly ducking my head and pressing myself against his chest once again, hiding. "You're making me shy, Rem. Now how about that sweater of yours?"
He chuckles and gently lets go of me, pulling me softly by my hand to follow him into the living room where one of his soft dark green sweaters was hung over the back of a chair. He grabs it, "Arms up, love."
Giggling, I raise my arms and allow him to pull the sweater over my head, gently pulling it down my body. "Thank you Rem. Love it."
He places a kiss on my forehead and runs his hands over my neck very softly, then encasing it in his big hands but not pressing down. "I love when you put your hair up f'me. Makes it so easy to mark you up again, because I see you don't have any more marks left, do you?" I shake my head shyly. "We'll have to change that."
I nod, then quickly turn around to grab the box of chocolates I had put down on the chair. "Had these for you, do you wanna open them?"
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A while later, Remus is lounging next to me on the sofa while we're watching some bachelor tv dating show. A brief shot of a cat pops up and Remus beams, "I wish I had a cat. I used to have one as a child, it's so lovely. I might get one again soon-- imagine just something cute to pet sitting on your lap all the time just purring at affection and doing nothing.." He kind of trails off, and I grin.
"Hm, I can be your cat until you get one. I love being petted, did you know that?"
"Ah, of course I did. C'mere then, love," he spreads his legs in a beautiful display of dominance and then pats the space in between. I look up at him shyly and shuffle over so I can settle in the place he'd created for me. I curl up into a ball and lean back against his chest, looking back briefly for reassurance. "You're doing so good, sweetheart. Just relax for me, alright? Can I take your hair down?"
I nod, "Yes, sir." I flush a little at my choice of words, not having thought them through before I opened my mouth.
Remus chuckles low behind me as he presses one hand gently to my cheek, "You're so warm. Don't be embarrassed, love." He very, very gently tugs strands of hair out of the hairtie holding my bun up and carefully rakes his fingers through my long hair.
After a while of playing with my hair, he settles on just petting the top of my head and sometimes I feel like I can feel his breath warm in my neck. I settle comfortably and close my eyes, releasing little noises of contentment that seemed to be making his chest rumble.
It doesn't take long for a hard bulge to poke my lower back. I gasp, pretending to be scandalized- though I was actually a bit surprised, seeing as Remus and I hadn't gone that far intimately together yet. "Remus!"
I sneak a peek at his face behind me and see a huge grin on his face, although he seems to be holding back a bit. He bucks his hips into me and I squirm. "Rem!" I try to get away from him, giggling, when he places his big hands firmly on my hips, holding me down.
"Behave, sweetness. Tell me what you want to do." He runs his hands up and down my sides and I try to push them away- that's when he realizes how ticklish I am. He doubles down on his efforts and I scream as he starts tickling me everywhere until I'm a squirming mess in his lap. While he admires my shy form, I take the opportunity to slide down the sofa between his legs and crawl away.
I stand up across the room and cross my arms. He clicks his tongue and strides over to me, towering over me within moments. He grabs my chin sternly and repeats, "Tell me what you want."
Blushing, I look down at his chest and wish I could hide my face there, but he's still holding my face.
"D'you want to hide your face while we talk? Hm, c'mere, then. All you have to do is ask." He pulls me to his chest and I enjoy his muscular arms wrapping around me.
"Just wanna.. wanna go to bed with you, but not.. not sex, just.. you know." I find the courage to look up at him, to find him grinning down at me with a pleased smile on his face.
"You just want a cwtch?"
I almost sink to my fucking knees. Whenever his Welsh accent pops up, it does something to me. "Hmm, I don't even know what you just said but yes. Want."
"Yeah, you want it? Want a cuddle?"
I nod eagerly. I wrap my arms around him in return and bounce up and down on my tiptoes from excitement. "Bed?" I'd never laid in Remus' bed with him before.
He nods, "Yes, love. Want to be carried too?"
Almost squealing, I wonder if he's joking. "Will you?" I ask, and within seconds he's slung me over his shoulder, both his hands holding me by the back of my thighs.
I giggle as he carries me up the stairs through the hallway to his bedroom. He closes the door behind us and I relish in the comfortable warmth of the room.
Remus puts me down gently and I press a kiss to his arm- anything within reach. "Is it okay if I, erm... if I..." I want to swallow my question but he nods encouragingly, "If I take my trousers off? Just to be comfortable. So we can sleep, after. And my bra?"
He grins. "Of course, love. 'M gonna get us some water and you go do that."
I slip my trousers off as he leaves the room and my bra too from under my shirt and his sweater that I was wearing. I fold them up neatly on his drawer nearby and am about to crawl into his bed when he returns with two glasses of water. His eyes linger on my bare legs and I squirm underneath his gaze, "Remus!"
He walks past me to place the glasses on the nightstand, then slaps my arse softly as he walks past again. The noise echoes through the room as I yelp and we both laugh.
I climb into his bed and he stands over me next to the bed, carefully pulling the layered heavy blankets over my body, gently ruffling my hair and then walking around the bed to get in next to me.
Sinking into his pillow, I curl up on my side and press my knees to my chest. I pull Remus closer to me and take his hand in mine, taking a finger between my teeth and teasingly biting it. He allows it, looking pleased as I satisfy my oral fixation.
After a while I shuffle closer to him, as close as I can without literally climbing on top of him, and attach my mouth to his neck. I pull on the skin with my teeth and start gently suckling it, satisfied. He'd never let me done this before.
"Rem?" I ask then, pulling back a little to look at him.
"Sweetheart?" A relaxed smile plays on his lips.
"Are you sure you're not.. sure it's okay we're just, like.. this? Aren't you gonna get blue balls or something? I heard that's a thing." I look at him worriedly and run my hand over his stomach beneath the covers.
"Mm, it's not a thing, sweetness. Boys just use it to make their girlfriends feel guilty. Besides, I'm not a boy, I'm a man. I can wait until later. It's not a priority." He places a soft kiss to my cheek and I beam.
"'Kay. If you say so, but," I run my hands on his sides a bit lower and feel his clothed cock still hard beneath my touch, "you're still hard. I can just-"
"Shh, you don't have to do anything. It's okay if you want to later, but I think you're a bit tired now, sweet thing. Wanna close your eyes and see if we can get to sleep?"
I nod. "Okay, Rem. You're so sweet. I know you're tired too. Also," I giggle, "it's okay if you want to hold me really really tightly until you're practically choking me and I can't move anymore. So if you wanted to do that... please do. I love the pressure, or, like, you laying on top of me. Would be such a dream."
He chuckles. "I'm not gonna choke you in your sleep, and I think me sleeping on top of you would be a bit heavy, but I will hold you really tightly. C'mere." He pulls me even closer to him and I relax in his strong hold.
"Okay. And it wouldn't be too heavy. I'd love the weight, please, we'll do it next time. You can't say no to me."
He laughs, doesn't deny it. I only barely notice him turning the nightlight off, and he presses a kiss to my hair. "Nightie, lovely."
"Goodnight, Remus. Love."
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