[Remus makes a soft noise in kind, finding that he likes the way her fingers graze over the lines of his body, and not just on his scars. It makes him feel...human. Not like he's other. And her skin, meanwhile, feels exceedingly nice under his skin. Supple, and warm.
He draws away to let her disrobe and can't help that his cheeks grow warm at the sight of her breasts. He's far from disappointed; she's got a beautiful body, strong and powerful. His fair lashes flutter as he looks at her almost reverently.]
You're—you're beautiful.
[His hand settles on her waist, and skims with growing boldness up her ribcage. His breathing is shallow, like he doesn't want to make too much noise and miss hearing anything.]
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He draws away to let her disrobe and can't help that his cheeks grow warm at the sight of her breasts. He's far from disappointed; she's got a beautiful body, strong and powerful. His fair lashes flutter as he looks at her almost reverently.]
You're—you're beautiful.
[His hand settles on her waist, and skims with growing boldness up her ribcage. His breathing is shallow, like he doesn't want to make too much noise and miss hearing anything.]