[He gives her a little grin, which is immediately covered by Eowyn's mouth. Remus lets his eyes shut, letting himself sink into her, the planes of his stomach twitching under her hand, while his hand on her ribcage slides up to cup her breast gently. He knows from his first encounter with Ember that soft touches are best at first, and then to build from there.
Her fingers in his hair are so unbelievably nice; they tickle that docile-wolf part of his brain that craves pets and soft touches, and he lets out a pleased little whimper, his thumb grazing across her nipple experimentally.]
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[He gives her a little grin, which is immediately covered by Eowyn's mouth. Remus lets his eyes shut, letting himself sink into her, the planes of his stomach twitching under her hand, while his hand on her ribcage slides up to cup her breast gently. He knows from his first encounter with Ember that soft touches are best at first, and then to build from there.
Her fingers in his hair are so unbelievably nice; they tickle that docile-wolf part of his brain that craves pets and soft touches, and he lets out a pleased little whimper, his thumb grazing across her nipple experimentally.]