Severus doesn't bother with talking. He knows Remus has worried and Severus has worried too, but right now and here it doesn't matter.

His free hand goes down to curl around Remus' thigh of the leg that's wrapped around him, fingers digging firmly into strong muscles.

With a groan, Severus drew away from Remus' lips to kiss down over his jaw and neck, allowing the sheer need inside him to take over as he bit and licked at the skin, moaning at his lovers taste.