Wedding Night
‘We’re in Reykjavik!’ I exclaimed and turned to see Remus laughing and heading over to the familiar Abraxan-pulled carriages.
‘Yes, we are.’ He said, rather proudly, opening the door and holding out his hand for me to enter first.
I sat down in the much warmer seat of the carriage and pulled my long, black coat closer to my body.
‘So, why are we here?’ I smiled, turning to Remus who half laughed, running his hand through his hair.
‘This was the last thing I asked Jocelyne to make sure we could do.’ He explained, placing his arm around my shoulders and pulling me a little closer. ‘I wanted to spend our honeymoon here, because it was the first place we came where I truly fell in love with you.’ I felt my heart inflate to an uncomfortable size. He had thought so much about our wedding that I felt a little guilty for not doing the same.
I watched his eyes darken for a moment, before Remus leaned in to kiss me firmly. Somehow neither of us could quite find the will to stop and I felt myself being gently guided back, with Remus’s body floating over mine, his hands drifting inside my coat and groaning as he found the lace material of my dress. I could feel his mind turning towards the cabin, the thought of delicately undressing me, it made me stop for just a moment.
‘Are you alright?’ Remus whispered, his breathing was a little heavy.
‘I’m fine.’ I frowned, looking up at his darkened blue eyes. ‘I just… I don’t know, I suppose I’m just… still nervous.’
Remus smiled a broad smile and pushed himself back into his seat, running his slender finger through his hair. ‘I’m sorry,’ he half laughed. ‘I nearly forgot what this place does to me.’
It only occurred to me at that moment just how dangerous it could have been for Remus to bring me back, the last time he was exposed to the Northern Lights, he got caught in a sort of mid-transformation, the wolf woke up inside of him.
‘I’m taking every precaution, Angelina.’ Remus suddenly said, as if he was able to read my thoughts. ‘When we get back, I will take my Wolfsbane just like I did last time. Lily seems to think it will be fine.’
I took a breath and nodded, in theory, he was right, in order to put the wolf to sleep, it needed a sleeping potion, which was really all the Wolfsbane was. I still couldn’t help my slight worry though, what if he forgot, or something else happened that he hadn’t thought of.
‘Okay,’ I said. ‘As long as you’re happy.’
‘I am.’ Remus smiled widely. ‘I’m very happy.’ He lifted my hand and looked down at my two rings. ‘I have everything I could possibly want.’ His lips pressed softly to my knuckles and I could feel his love penetrating my core once again.
Remus lifted his head and his eyes flickered to my mouth once more before he leaned in to kiss me softly again. His hand slid into my hair and I felt my chest ache with love.
We eventually arrived at the cabin and I was still a little unsteady from drinking at the wedding, but Remus wrapped his arm around my waist and kept me close to his warm body. He opened the familiar wooden door of the cabin we visited so many years ago and gestured for me to go first.
It was warm inside and cosy, the exact way I remembered it. I peeled off my coat, throwing it over the back of the sofa, listening to my heels click against the wooden floor and began wandering around, checking in case anything significant had changed since the last time.
I could still see the image of Remus making breakfast in the kitchen, wandering over to the sofa with a cup of tea, putting his coat and scarf on to venture outside and his hands sliding beneath my thighs as he lifted me around his waist to kiss me. I could see all the memories so clearly and allowed myself a moment or two to get wrapped up in them.
‘Angelina.’ Remus said, quietly behind me. He stood in the middle of the living room, his hands in his pockets, looking incredibly handsome. Was this really the man I married only a few hours ago?
‘I don’t think you’ve ever looked so handsome.’ I said, teasingly as I wandered back over to him. ‘I like the suit.’ I gently ran my hand up his chest, feeling the material of his jacket, his waistcoat, his tie and his soft, white shirt. ‘I like the beard.’ I moved my hand to run my fingers through his soft, slightly scruffy hair along his jawline. ‘And I definitely like the hair… makes you look… really hot.’ I had to laugh, I’d never really thought of that as a word to use for anyone before, let alone Remus, who I’d always known to be attractive and handsome, but “hot” just wasn’t the word for him most days.
Remus laughed and his cheeks flushed pink. ‘Well, I’m very glad I could please you with my hotness.’ I had to giggle, it was such an unnatural thing for him to say, but somehow it fit. ‘Though, I don’t think I could return the compliment and have you understand just how beautiful you are right now.’ His eyes darkened and I felt a whip of nervousness. ‘Angelina,’ Remus gave a weak smile. ‘You cannot possibly fathom just how much I love you.’ Tears began to form in my eyes with how happy he was making me, but I kept hold of them for now. ‘I know that today must have been somewhat overwhelming and I know full well that some of it you felt was a little much, but to me… it was everything I’d always wanted and far more than I feel I could ever deserve.’
‘No,’ I shook my head. ‘Remus, you deserve every good thing in the whole world, you deserve everything… and I’m going to do my best to give you all I have.’
‘Angelina.’ Remus sighed and slid his hands up into my hair, kissing me with all the intensity he could muster, I could feel his body pressing into mine, gently guiding me back towards the table close to the kitchen. He slid his hands beneath my thighs and lifted me onto it, his tongue invading my mouth and making me groan, before he suddenly stopped and took a deep breath. ‘I didn’t want to do it like this.’ He whispered.
‘Do what?’ I panted, mentally rolling my eyes.
Remus’s dark eyes penetrated my gaze once again. ‘Make love to my wife for the first time.’ He said, plain and simple. It weakened me to my core and somehow forced another small groan from my throat. I tried to clear my already blurred mind, but Remus’s delicate kisses against my mouth were making it difficult, all I could think about was his skin pressed to mine and how warm it would feel.
‘How…’ I started, but got distracted with his tongue dancing over my lip. Remus chuckled and slowed down for a moment.
‘Well, I just didn’t think my wedding night would end on top of a table.’ He said, still laughing a little. ‘Why don’t we go upstairs? Will you let me do this properly?’ I felt myself frown, not quite understanding what “properly” meant. ‘I don’t want to rush anything tonight. I’ll only ever have one wedding night and I want to make the most of it.’ He whispered, his fingers delicately tracing over my thigh and making me feel wonderfully dizzy.
‘Okay.’ I breathed, not really caring so much about the time or place, just wanting to feel more of him.
Remus suddenly stepped away and I felt cold and blurry. He half laughed and helped me to my feet. ‘I’ll just be a minute.’ Remus kissed me once more and I finally found enough balance to head upstairs.
I was suddenly very nervous, I wasn’t exactly sure of why, I’d been here with Remus before, but it all seemed a little out of place. I’d really only just gotten used to living in the same house as him, sharing the same bed, but now we really were together, he was my husband and I was no longer a Lockwood, I was a Lupin.
I wandered over to the fireplace, the one we’d slept in front of once and I imagined being at home in front of our own fireplace and making love to my husband all through the night. Remus Lupin was my husband. It seemed so strange and so different to the life we had been living for all these years.
I heard the sounds of Remus ascending the stairs and turned away from the flames to see him carrying a bottle and two small glasses. He smiled bashfully and set everything down on the table close to the window that stretched across one side of the room, looking out at the glittering city. He held his hand out to magically remove his tie and slid his jacket off, placing it over the back of one of the chairs.
‘I’ve had this bottle of whiskey for nearly ten years,’ Remus said, his cheeks flaring with another pink blush. ‘I opened it on your eighteenth birthday.’ He poured the golden liquid into the two glasses and handed one to me. ‘I’m told it ages well and I haven’t touched it since the first time we drank together.’
‘You kept it all these years?’ I couldn’t hide my surprise.
‘I did.’ He nodded, unbuttoning his shirt a little so that a small amount of chest hair poked out. ‘I had a small hope that one day there would be another occasion worth pouring a glass over. This certainly is a worthy night.’
Remus’s face began to show a faint green glow, making us both turn around to see the Northern Lights glimmering in the sky. It was hypnotising and I couldn't resist getting closer to watch it. I felt Remus stand close behind me, providing the comfort I needed for a while.
I sipped the whiskey and felt the liquid trickle down my throat and heat up my entire being, I could feel the comfort of those warm office chairs that we used to sit in and spend hours talking about anything and everything. Had we been so in love even then?
‘Angelina.’ Remus whispered, he was much closer than I anticipated. His hand came around to take the empty glass from my hand and I listened to the sound of him placing it on the table. His hands glided around my waist, forcing me to suck in a harsh breath, I was already so ready for him, he didn’t even know. His breath tickled my ear as his lips traced down towards my neck, the touch was so light that I couldn’t stop my stuttered breathing.
Remus wasn’t much better, I could feel his own excitement at the small and precise touches, like every moment was to be savoured. ‘Remus.’ I breathed and let my head fall back against his shoulder. Suddenly his kisses were more desperate, more wanting.
‘It’s such a shame,’ Remus whispered. ‘I loved seeing you in this dress… so beautiful.’
Remus’s hands drifted up to the zip at the base of my neck and I put my hand against the glass window just to keep my balance for a moment. He carefully and slowly pulled the zip down to the very bottom of my spine where his fingertips brushed the skin lightly. I let out a heavy sigh and realised that my eyes had closed, just absorbing the feeling.
‘My beautiful wife.’ He whispered into my ear, kissing just below it, whilst peeling my dress off my shoulders and down my body. ‘God, Angelina.’ He groaned upon seeing that all I had on beneath my clothes was a lacy white thong, something that seemed to please him to no end.
Remus’s breath had turned into panting as he spun me around and kissed me passionately against the cool window, his hands massaged my back, my thighs, my hips, anywhere he could reach while his tongue and teeth kissed me with bruising intensity. I barely felt him lifting my body around his waist, carrying me to the bed where he placed me down, only to continue his glorious attack on my mouth, my neck, my chest.
Every movement he made, every kiss, every caress of my skin was well practised and everything Remus wanted me to feel. He listened to my moans and soft sighs and found the familiar rhythm that made me groan his name over and over.
He was the one who knew me best, knew my body, my mind, my very soul, Remus Lupin was my husband and I would never love another human being the way I loved him.
The green light filtered into the room and all I could hear was Remus whispering how much he loved me, how beautiful I was and how grateful he was for the life he had. I felt his rhythm change as the lights began to take effect, his kisses became harsher, not unbearable, just passionate, his eyes were almost entirely black. He looked at me, grazing his eyes over every part of my face and smiled, placing a delicate kiss to my lips, before getting up and unbuttoning his waistcoat. His eyes never left mine and it gave me a small thrill to see him already panting.
I stood up on the bed and came to be eye level with him, I could feel his breath against my mouth, changing ever so slightly when my hands came down to take over from his. I slowly undressed him, noting that almost every scar had faded or disappeared almost entirely. He was healthy and strong and beautiful.
‘Angelina.’ Remus whispered, just as I’d thrown his trousers away, leaving him, like myself, in just his underwear. His hands slid up into my hair as his lips crashed down once again onto mine.
Remus lay me down onto the bed and his whole body pressed into mine, I could feel every part of him and had a momentary flashback to the first time I had hugged him in his office, again being able to feel all of him. I was scared back then, but now I was exhilarated. His arms were lean and I could feel the muscles working, tensing and relaxing while he moved.
I felt his trimmed beard scraping over my sensitive skin, he knew I loved it and took every advantage he could, whenever he could. Remus descended lower and lower, hooking his thumbs into my thong and sliding it down and off, my hands raked through his soft hair, almost feeling bad for messing it up. He knelt between my legs and grinned wickedly down at me.
I laughed as his long slender fingers drifted down the inside of my thighs, dancing over the skin, he was so precise, massaging and caressing the flesh. Remus examined and traced every one of my scars, some were just from small incidents, one was the lionfish bite and others I had no idea I even had. But he did. Remus knew me.
He leaned down and kissed me softly, leaning on his forearm beside my head. His other hand remained on the inside of my thigh, moving between us and I knew exactly what he was about to do. I felt my back arch the second he touched me, circling me gently at first, before it became a little more desperate, it was like a bolt of excitement circled my whole being and leaving in a deep sigh. Remus kissed my jaw. ‘I want you to come for me.’ He whispered and before I knew what was happening, I felt him slowly sliding himself inside me. ‘Angelina.’ He groaned and held me tighter to his body.
We both took a moment to breathe, watching each other intensely, but it was long enough before Remus began to move. He was slow at first, resisting temptation to go faster, but the slow rhythm was doing it’s job and I was so close.
‘Remus.’ I whispered, needing to kiss him, to feel more of him, before suddenly I went blind, my fingers pressed hard into his defined back and his own deep groan was enough to let me know he got what he wanted. Remus slowed right down for just a moment, watching me open my eyes and look up at him half laughing.
‘Turn over.’ He gently commanded, placing a chaste kiss against me, before getting up, helping me do as he asked. I felt his hand slide over my hips as his kissed up my back towards my neck, once again sliding into me and groaning deeply next to my ear. I felt my arms go weak trying to hold myself up, but Remus wouldn’t let me go.
He moved faster into me, increasing in pace and making me feel incredible. His fingers slid around my waist and down the inside of my hip and he began encouraging me to come again.
‘Come for me, Angelina.’ He ordered again and I couldn’t resist any longer.
‘Remus, please.’ I whimpered, part of me letting him know it was too much but not enough at the same time. Remus half laughed next to my ear as I came around him, barely holding onto myself anymore.
He didn’t let me rest, kissing my cheek and lifting himself up to hold my hips in place. I could hardly tell him I was ready before Remus started moving inside me, pulling my hips towards him as he drove himself into me. Remus kept up his pace, driving into me over and over again, but slowing as soon as he felt himself losing control.
‘I want to see you.’ Remus panted and again without much warning, he turned me back over, attacking my lips and making me groan into him. ‘Angelina, I love you so much.’ He said, but I couldn’t respond without him moving back into me at a vigorous pace and intensity. ‘My darling wife.’ Remus slid his hand into mine, interlacing his fingers so he could feel my rings and placing a bruising kiss to me as he came hard.
It took a moment for either of us to move or find the energy to do anything, but when I could feel my body finally, I was shaking. Remus lifted his head from where he had nestled in the crook of my neck and smiled. His still dark eyes drifted over my whole face and he softly kissed my mouth.
Remus gently removed his hand from mine and lifted himself with shaking arms up off my body so that he could settle down next to me. His warm arms wrapped around my cooling skin and the second he pulled up the warm sheets, I could feel myself starting to drift.
‘Goodnight Angelina.’ Remus whispered, I tried to say something back as I nuzzled into his chest, but I was almost certain that no noise left my lips.