#remus request

You were sitting in a secluded area of the library, trying to hide your excitement as best you could, your leg was bouncing beneath the table. It was later in the night, close to closing time and you were beginning to worry Remus wasn’t going to show. Maybe you were reading the signs wrong or his friends were just being asses about the whole thing. But the longer you sat there, the worse your anxiousness became.

“Hey, hey! Sorry, I forgot I had detention,” Remus was panting as he got to your table, your nerves releasing in a second. 

His face was flushed and he giggled nervously, clutching his books to his chest as he took a seat beside you. You assumed he’s sit across from you but your stomach felt fuzzy as you felt his knee knock against yours. He looked so pretty, all out of breath and frazzled. 

“I was worried you backed out,” you smiled at him. 

“Me? Back out? No, I would never, not when it comes to you.” 

He opened his book to the chapter you had been going over in class but the words on the papers were the least interesting thing to you at the moment. His admission made your heart jump, and the sound of his low yet animated voice was beginning to affect you. You stared at him blankly, enjoying how his long lashes brushed the top of his cheeks every time he smiled. 

“I heard what they said,” you blurted, mentally slapping yourself for being so careless. 

He immediately quieted, moving to rub at the back of his neck. 

“I was afraid you might have,” he chuckled. 

“Is it true, thought?” 

Without another word, Remus looked up at your and nodded his head. His posture was humped, making his tall frame suddenly appear small. 

“Well, I like you too.” 

He shot up in his seat, surprised at your casual confirmation, his whole face lit up like a Christmas tree. His toothy grin made you chuckle, it was the loudest sound in the whole library since everyone else had left. 

Feeling confident, you hooked your leg over his own, the skirt you were wearing hiked up a bit higher on your thigh. You didn’t mean for that to happen, but you felt comfortable when Remus grabbed one of your hands in his bigger ones.

“Well then would it be completely ridiculous if I were to kiss you right now?” 

And his boyish charm that you had seen and admired from afar was back. Any trace of jitters was gone as you stated at the sweet boy beside you. With a smile, you grabbed the hair at the nape of his neck and pulled his bushy head in for a kiss. 

Remus chuckled against your lips, a large hand caressed your cheek as the other settled onto your bare knee. Your face heated up at the feeling of being touched by him, but he tasted like chocolate and sin. It was an intoxicating combination.

Your fingers fisted his curls when he bit down on your bottom lip, both of you let out frustrated sighs. Before dipping in to kiss him again, you both were startled at the clanking of the library doors and the lights dimming, the only source of light were from the table top lamps that were scattered.

“Looks like we’re alone,” Remus grumbled against your hot throat, taking a moment to bite gently at your skin. “Merlin, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted you.” 

“Then let’s not waste any time,” you giggled playfully. 

His brows quirked at your remark and began to kneed at your thigh, instantly making you gasp. This wasn’t what you had planned when you asked him to study, but you couldn’t fight just how affected you were by Remus’s touch. And he knew that you were enjoying it from the way you were leaning into his touch.

You were becoming frustrated, you just wanted Remus as close to you as possible, so you grabbed his hand that was on your thigh and pushed it a bit higher on your leg. 

“Want me to touch you, darling?” He groaned into your mouth. Instead of answering you just pushed his hand higher  up until he got the hint. “I guess that’s a yes.” 

Before going further he pushed away from his chair, hooking his hands under your thighs to place you on top of the library table. His mouth traced your neck, the tops of your shoulders and the bit of skin that was exposed behind your button up. With a satisfied smirk, he gripped your thighs and kissed the inside of your knee as he sat back down. His kisses were sweet and soft on your legs, making you whimper as his hand bunched your skirt at your waist. You were about to close your legs, but Remus’s wondrous expression at your body kept you relaxed. 

“If you want me to stop, just tell me, love,” he whispered with a soft smile. 

Your fingers traced over the deep scar on his face before lacing them in his thick hair, slightly tugging him closer to you. His kisses trailed up your thigh, leaving you antsy until he finally kissed over your wet panties.

At the sight of you in front of him and your sweet sighs, Remus dipped in hungrily, lapping at you through your thin garment. You could’ve sworn he growled lowly, but as he hooked your underwear out of the way and tasted you fully, thinking straight was not an option.  Remus was absolutely desperate to get off the one person his friends had been teasing him about for months, and now he finally had you open and wanting for him. It stroked his ego, but your needy whines was beginning to affect him. 

Your legs were trembling on either side of his head, squirming at his relentless tongue and fingers that had joined the equation. The air in your lungs seemed to deplete as Remus hungrily ate you, worshiping how turned on you were. He could tell you were getting close as you grabbed his neck and tried humping his glistening chin. But Remus didn’t pine after you for so long to not get to feel you around him. 

With a smug grin, he released your legs, leaving you desperately groaning at the loss. Remus took great pride in how you whined for him, the sounds only got louder as he stood tall and began undoing his belt. Your gaze was transfixed on his nimble fingers, missing their touch but reveling in how they brought you one step closer to getting what you wanted. 

Remus dropped his pants, just low enough to be able to slip his hand into his boxer and pulling himself out. 

“If it’s alright with you, doll, I would like to see you cum on my cock, yeah?” 

With a hazy smile, you nodded excitedly, making the charming boy in front of you chuckle. The way you looked beneath him would be burned into his memory for life.

After pumping himself slowly, he grazed his erection against you, rejoicing in how you jerked at the feeling. His other hand grabbed at your back, making you sit up so he could kiss you as he slowly slid in. You both gasped at the feeling and smiled against your kiss. It was slow and passionate, everything you wanted from him. 

His slow rocking turned into a torturous rhythm, making you moan for more. At your pretty groans, Remus started to snap his hips against you, silencing his own moans by nibbling at your neck. You couldn’t believe how good it was to feel Remus, he knew exactly how to make you squirm and cry, your breath was becoming less frequent. 

Your clothes were suffocating you, sticking to your skin as the heat between your legs grew to be unbearable. His rocking, and kissing and throaty growls were too much, making you grip and pull on his hair tightly. 

“Fuck, you better be close, love,” he sighed, “’cause you’re squeezing me too good right now.”

His filthy words made you giggle, but the sound was stuck in your throat once Remus began rubbing your clit in firm tiny circles. You had to bite down on his sweater collar, his attention to your body was overwhelming. 

After a few more thrusts and swipes against your clit, you fell back on the table and covered your mouth as you came. It was powerful, and only grew more intense as Remus chased his own high. Although with the way you were gripping him, it only took him a few more pumps until he finished with a groan.

His upper body fell against you, heaving as he was exhausted by both his exertion and the way you made him feel. The dark glow of the room hid the burning blush that rose to his cheeks as he realized what had just happened. But your sweet brushing of his hair calmed him immediately.

Gently he pulled out of you and fixed your clothes, making sure you looked relatively decent despite your current position. Once you both got comfortable you decided to call it a night, ignoring any plans of studying.

The next morning you woke with a smile on your face, despite running late to Charms class. You ached a bit with every step you took, but it was a wonderful reminder of your fun with Remus.

When you stepped into the classroom, you couldn’t help but notice how James, Sirius, and Peter were smirking at you while Remus hid his head behind is robe sleeves. All at once the three boys stood up and gave you a slow clap, making your face glow once you realized why they were applauding you. Remus immediately picked up his book and began smacking them, which only made you laugh at the sweet boy who turned to you with a dazzling smile. You were happy to have him.