The Question
"Remus?"
"Yeah, babe?" The naturally brunette looked up from his charms book towards his nervous seeming boyfriend.
"Do you....Do you find me sexually appealing?"
"What?"
"I....Am I physically attractive to you? I don't know...if I would ever want to have sex, but...if I did would you? Like....Do I turn you on?" Severus refused to look in Remus's direction, instead gazing down at his own hands while they twisted around each other.
"Yeah, of course....You're really hot." Remus assured genuinely.
"I'm hot? But....I have boobs and a vagina and I'm small and....Why? Why are you attracted to my body? How is it hot?"
"I know those seem like bad things to you, but I love them. I love you....I don't know why, it's just...you...you look good."
"What about me?"
"Everything....Your deep, shiny, black eyes. Your light pink, chapped lips. Your flat chest when you bind, your round, squishy, chest when you don't. I like looking at you, I like touching you, I like being with you....Your body is perfect."
"It doesn't feel perfect." Severus admitted.
"I know it doesn't, but....That doesn't mean it's not."
"Is it still okay if I never want sex?"
"It never won't be."
Severus sighed in relief. Remus was turned on by him, attracted to everything about him, wanted to have sex with him. But, he didn't have to have sex to still love Severus, they never had to have sex, Severus never needed to want to have sex.
Is this what love felt like?