[It's a relief, Remus thinks, that he didn't just commit some horrible faux pas. As new as he still is to this, it wouldn't surprise him if he'd fucked it up from the word go. He huffs out a warm breath of laughter.]
Right. Right—ah.
[Christ, her hand feels so good, especially in combination with her teeth on his earlobe, and it only spurs him to go right back to work, resuming his previous occupation with renewed vigor. He can feel the heat creeping up his neck, but he pays it no mind in favor of letting his tongue roll over her nipple once more. And this time, in a fit of bravery, he lets his teeth scrape over her on purpose, hoping to draw a moan out of her instead of a laugh this time.]
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Right. Right—ah.
[Christ, her hand feels so good, especially in combination with her teeth on his earlobe, and it only spurs him to go right back to work, resuming his previous occupation with renewed vigor. He can feel the heat creeping up his neck, but he pays it no mind in favor of letting his tongue roll over her nipple once more. And this time, in a fit of bravery, he lets his teeth scrape over her on purpose, hoping to draw a moan out of her instead of a laugh this time.]