Remus hangs on, grinning as they kiss. It's just too good not to smile, he can't be all cool about it. He loves this man so much, had waited so long to have this. They should have had this back in school, but didn't. They do now, though, and that's what matters.
After a few long moments of kissing, Remus budges up so Severus can slip out of him. He sighs and lowers his legs, feeling a little shaky, wobbling a bit.
His kisses move from Severus' lips to his cheeks, then he pulls back with a smile.
"Brilliant," he mutters softly, running his fingers through his lover's hair. "Absolutely brilliant."
He slides his hands down to Severus' chest, just feeling him for a moment before slipping away to lay on the bed.
He doesn't mind being naked, he's used to it.
Lounging contentedly, he calls his cigarettes to him and lights one, propping his head up on one arm.
"Oh, geez. I have to tell you about this...Thing. That happened. I kind of need your advice. You know Tonks? In the Order? She, ahh...Well. She sort of professed her undying love for me. Several times. I didn't handle it well, I gave her some excuses about too poor, too old, too dangerous. Finally I told her I'm not available, and Kirill made an ass out of himself with this totally unneccessary show of possessiveness and she got upset. She stomped off, I followed, she slapped me and burst into tears. Then, to make things worse, Moody told me I had messed up and he thought I was a better person than to make her cry."
He sighs and takes a couple of drags.
"I just left. It's been a week or so now, and I'm wondering if I should owl her or just let it lie. I feel bad about it, but I handled it the best I could. I'm not good with stuff like this, you know?"
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Date: 2005-12-10 09:16 pm (UTC)After a few long moments of kissing, Remus budges up so Severus can slip out of him. He sighs and lowers his legs, feeling a little shaky, wobbling a bit.
His kisses move from Severus' lips to his cheeks, then he pulls back with a smile.
"Brilliant," he mutters softly, running his fingers through his lover's hair. "Absolutely brilliant."
He slides his hands down to Severus' chest, just feeling him for a moment before slipping away to lay on the bed.
He doesn't mind being naked, he's used to it.
Lounging contentedly, he calls his cigarettes to him and lights one, propping his head up on one arm.
"Oh, geez. I have to tell you about this...Thing. That happened. I kind of need your advice. You know Tonks? In the Order? She, ahh...Well. She sort of professed her undying love for me. Several times. I didn't handle it well, I gave her some excuses about too poor, too old, too dangerous. Finally I told her I'm not available, and Kirill made an ass out of himself with this totally unneccessary show of possessiveness and she got upset. She stomped off, I followed, she slapped me and burst into tears. Then, to make things worse, Moody told me I had messed up and he thought I was a better person than to make her cry."
He sighs and takes a couple of drags.
"I just left. It's been a week or so now, and I'm wondering if I should owl her or just let it lie. I feel bad about it, but I handled it the best I could. I'm not good with stuff like this, you know?"