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Title: When Impatience Paid Off
Author/Artist:effronteaumonde
Recipient's LJ name:thanfiction
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Remus/Tonks
Word Count: 1554
Summary: After pining away over Remus, Tonks takes matters into her own hands.
Authors notes: Set during the autumn of HBP, HBP and DH compliant.
She was never quite sure what drew her to him that night. She had seen him at the Order meeting, seen the way that his hair was always a little more silver than gold every time she saw him again, his way of life taking a hard toll on his body. She found it kind of ironic that his hair was turning silver.
She had first met him in her childhood. Her mother had let Sirius stay with them for a time when she was quite young and he had told her stories before bed of how his best friend was a werewolf. At 6 she was obviously frightened out of her mind that her very favorite cousin would hang about with monsters. Sirius had assured her that Remus was the very best kind of werewolf and had brought him by to show his little Nymph (as Sirius liked to call her as a child) that Remus was really a nice guy. The two of them had sat with her on the floor as she played Bad Wizards and Aurors with her dolls and they participated whole heartedly.
Remus didn’t look like a werewolf to her; he looked just like Sirius or her dad or any other normal man.
By the time she met him again, it was under very different circumstances. After 16 years of not seeing either her cousin or his best friend, they were suddenly all part of the underground resistance that she found herself a part of thanks to Moody.
After their first meeting, she had stayed at Grimmauld Place with Sirius and shared a bottle of firewhiskey he had. About 2 hours into the drinking, Remus had come down from the upstairs room he had retreated to after the meeting. Grabbing down a third glass, he joined in and before long reminded Sirius of their visit long before to his cousin’s house and reassuring a certain young girl that it would be okay if her Sirius went out with his werewolf. Tonks felt her cheeks warm as her hair went from the brilliant blue she had been wearing to a shocking dark pink color. Remus just grinned.
He was in turns hot and cold to her depending on the cycle of the moon. At first she thought he just couldn’t make up his mind and then started to notice a pattern. The closer the full moon the more stand offish he would be, he never let her get too close.
After Sirius’ death he shut her out entirely. What had before been turning from a friendship into flirting was suddenly just gone. She couldn’t really understand it, and quickly became more and more depressed over it. She started to lose control of her metamorphmagus powers as she couldn’t seem to concentrate on the change in order to keep it in place. The only time he would let her in was after his transformations. She knew he was vulnerable and it was almost taking advantage but they all agreed it was better for someone to be there. She would take the small moments and lay with him trying to relax his sore body with the salve Severus prepared for him. The others let him apply it himself but she took a more hands-on approach, rubbing it into his back, shoulders and chest.
By the end of summer she was at a complete loss when he still wouldn’t have anything to do with her except after the transformation. She went to Molly for advice, and was told to just be patient. Patience was never one of her strong suites and just a month later she found herself knocking on his bedroom door at Grimmauld Place after an Order meeting. When he opened the door she pounced, pushing him inside and up against the door. She kissed him passionately and ran her fingers up the back of his neck and into his hair. She felt his reaction as he relaxed into her embrace and circled his arms around her. She was in. So much for patience.
She knew he was stronger than she was, only catching him off guard allowed her to get this far. She wasn’t really too awfully surprised when he regained his senses and pushed her away before it could get too far.
“We can’t do this, Tonks,” he said, sounding defeated.
“Why not? You’re an adult, I’m an adult. I thought this was where everything was going before you shut me out!”
“It was different. I felt like I could still pretend when Sirius was around, that I could pretend I was normal, human but I’m not! Being with me leads to nowhere good Tonks. I’m a social pariah. I don’t want that for you.”
“You can’t choose for me, I love you.” It was out of her mouth before she could stop it.
He stood there with a look on his face that was somewhere between shock, horror and adoration. She had laid it on the line for him and he appeared unable to speak. She was about to storm out of the door when he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back to him. He looked into her eyes and her fury at his lack of response was pushed out of her with the intensity he had. She inched up and closed the small space between them to press her lips to his and he responded in kind.
“I do love you, Tonks,” he whispered against her skin. She could feel his lips moving down to her throat and her body took over. Her arms wrapped around his neck as her head fell to the side to give him better access. She could feel her whole body reacting to him and suddenly she felt her hair turn a bright crimson red. Her lips curved up in a slightly wicked smile as she felt him unbuttoning her shirt and kissing his way down the front of her body.
As he removed her shirt she just sighed in contentment, unable to imagine a better way for this night to end. He returned to her mouth and kissed her repeatedly while backing her up to his bed and working to remove his own shirt. Tonks was working on the fastenings to her jeans, eager to move the process along, unwilling to imagine that he might back out. She kicked off her shoes and her jeans hit the floor before they made it to the bed, tripping her backwards on to the bed.
She moved quickly further on to the bed and he was on her just as fast. She felt his hands on her body and his mouth on her neck. She felt like she was going to lose it if she didn’t get some control back. She pushed him to the side and climbed on top of him, working on his trousers and kissing his chest. She felt his hands slide through her short hair and moaned in frustration that they weren’t yet naked. She released his trousers and slipped her hands inside to pull both trousers and pants free from his body. She released the clasp on her bra and stood up carefully to slide her panties down. He watched her exaggerated movements in wonder.
She climbed back up his body and felt his hardness rub against her breasts, her stomach and finally come to rest where she so desperately wanted it. She had fantasized about this moment for more than a year, coming to know him and love him so desperately. She kissed his lips and reached between them to place him at her entrance. Heated already from the thought of this moment, she wanted so much to get to the act itself. Today there wasn’t time enough for starters or extras, just the unbridled passion she felt and felt reflected back from him.
He slipped easily into place and she slowly sunk onto him, enjoying the feeling of completeness she had been hoping for and looking for from him. She sat up and started to move slowly up and down while caressing his stomach. As the pressure started to build she leaned forward and felt him touching her breasts, gently playing with her nipples and pumping up into her. She could feel his body tensing and hear him moaning softly. The buildup was glorious but the release was right there and she couldn’t take it anymore. She was lost and he continued through making it last for her and enjoying the sensation. When she came back down she relaxed against him and kissed him deeply.
He rolled her almost effortlessly as she relaxed into his embrace. He pulled her legs up and she felt him so deep inside she was sure they were one for that moment. He dragged her to the edge again with him and as they dove over together she felt the happiest she could ever remember.
Laying with him after and running her hands through his hair, she mused again on her werewolf and his silver hair. She honestly hoped this wasn’t just for tonight, wasn’t just for right this moment. She knew he was unable to help pushing her away but at least it was out there. They loved each other and together they would get through this.
thanfictionTitle: When Impatience Paid Off
Author/Artist:
effronteaumondeRecipient's LJ name:
thanfictionRating: R
Pairing(s): Remus/Tonks
Word Count: 1554
Summary: After pining away over Remus, Tonks takes matters into her own hands.
Authors notes: Set during the autumn of HBP, HBP and DH compliant.
She was never quite sure what drew her to him that night. She had seen him at the Order meeting, seen the way that his hair was always a little more silver than gold every time she saw him again, his way of life taking a hard toll on his body. She found it kind of ironic that his hair was turning silver.
She had first met him in her childhood. Her mother had let Sirius stay with them for a time when she was quite young and he had told her stories before bed of how his best friend was a werewolf. At 6 she was obviously frightened out of her mind that her very favorite cousin would hang about with monsters. Sirius had assured her that Remus was the very best kind of werewolf and had brought him by to show his little Nymph (as Sirius liked to call her as a child) that Remus was really a nice guy. The two of them had sat with her on the floor as she played Bad Wizards and Aurors with her dolls and they participated whole heartedly.
Remus didn’t look like a werewolf to her; he looked just like Sirius or her dad or any other normal man.
By the time she met him again, it was under very different circumstances. After 16 years of not seeing either her cousin or his best friend, they were suddenly all part of the underground resistance that she found herself a part of thanks to Moody.
After their first meeting, she had stayed at Grimmauld Place with Sirius and shared a bottle of firewhiskey he had. About 2 hours into the drinking, Remus had come down from the upstairs room he had retreated to after the meeting. Grabbing down a third glass, he joined in and before long reminded Sirius of their visit long before to his cousin’s house and reassuring a certain young girl that it would be okay if her Sirius went out with his werewolf. Tonks felt her cheeks warm as her hair went from the brilliant blue she had been wearing to a shocking dark pink color. Remus just grinned.
He was in turns hot and cold to her depending on the cycle of the moon. At first she thought he just couldn’t make up his mind and then started to notice a pattern. The closer the full moon the more stand offish he would be, he never let her get too close.
After Sirius’ death he shut her out entirely. What had before been turning from a friendship into flirting was suddenly just gone. She couldn’t really understand it, and quickly became more and more depressed over it. She started to lose control of her metamorphmagus powers as she couldn’t seem to concentrate on the change in order to keep it in place. The only time he would let her in was after his transformations. She knew he was vulnerable and it was almost taking advantage but they all agreed it was better for someone to be there. She would take the small moments and lay with him trying to relax his sore body with the salve Severus prepared for him. The others let him apply it himself but she took a more hands-on approach, rubbing it into his back, shoulders and chest.
By the end of summer she was at a complete loss when he still wouldn’t have anything to do with her except after the transformation. She went to Molly for advice, and was told to just be patient. Patience was never one of her strong suites and just a month later she found herself knocking on his bedroom door at Grimmauld Place after an Order meeting. When he opened the door she pounced, pushing him inside and up against the door. She kissed him passionately and ran her fingers up the back of his neck and into his hair. She felt his reaction as he relaxed into her embrace and circled his arms around her. She was in. So much for patience.
She knew he was stronger than she was, only catching him off guard allowed her to get this far. She wasn’t really too awfully surprised when he regained his senses and pushed her away before it could get too far.
“We can’t do this, Tonks,” he said, sounding defeated.
“Why not? You’re an adult, I’m an adult. I thought this was where everything was going before you shut me out!”
“It was different. I felt like I could still pretend when Sirius was around, that I could pretend I was normal, human but I’m not! Being with me leads to nowhere good Tonks. I’m a social pariah. I don’t want that for you.”
“You can’t choose for me, I love you.” It was out of her mouth before she could stop it.
He stood there with a look on his face that was somewhere between shock, horror and adoration. She had laid it on the line for him and he appeared unable to speak. She was about to storm out of the door when he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back to him. He looked into her eyes and her fury at his lack of response was pushed out of her with the intensity he had. She inched up and closed the small space between them to press her lips to his and he responded in kind.
“I do love you, Tonks,” he whispered against her skin. She could feel his lips moving down to her throat and her body took over. Her arms wrapped around his neck as her head fell to the side to give him better access. She could feel her whole body reacting to him and suddenly she felt her hair turn a bright crimson red. Her lips curved up in a slightly wicked smile as she felt him unbuttoning her shirt and kissing his way down the front of her body.
As he removed her shirt she just sighed in contentment, unable to imagine a better way for this night to end. He returned to her mouth and kissed her repeatedly while backing her up to his bed and working to remove his own shirt. Tonks was working on the fastenings to her jeans, eager to move the process along, unwilling to imagine that he might back out. She kicked off her shoes and her jeans hit the floor before they made it to the bed, tripping her backwards on to the bed.
She moved quickly further on to the bed and he was on her just as fast. She felt his hands on her body and his mouth on her neck. She felt like she was going to lose it if she didn’t get some control back. She pushed him to the side and climbed on top of him, working on his trousers and kissing his chest. She felt his hands slide through her short hair and moaned in frustration that they weren’t yet naked. She released his trousers and slipped her hands inside to pull both trousers and pants free from his body. She released the clasp on her bra and stood up carefully to slide her panties down. He watched her exaggerated movements in wonder.
She climbed back up his body and felt his hardness rub against her breasts, her stomach and finally come to rest where she so desperately wanted it. She had fantasized about this moment for more than a year, coming to know him and love him so desperately. She kissed his lips and reached between them to place him at her entrance. Heated already from the thought of this moment, she wanted so much to get to the act itself. Today there wasn’t time enough for starters or extras, just the unbridled passion she felt and felt reflected back from him.
He slipped easily into place and she slowly sunk onto him, enjoying the feeling of completeness she had been hoping for and looking for from him. She sat up and started to move slowly up and down while caressing his stomach. As the pressure started to build she leaned forward and felt him touching her breasts, gently playing with her nipples and pumping up into her. She could feel his body tensing and hear him moaning softly. The buildup was glorious but the release was right there and she couldn’t take it anymore. She was lost and he continued through making it last for her and enjoying the sensation. When she came back down she relaxed against him and kissed him deeply.
He rolled her almost effortlessly as she relaxed into his embrace. He pulled her legs up and she felt him so deep inside she was sure they were one for that moment. He dragged her to the edge again with him and as they dove over together she felt the happiest she could ever remember.
Laying with him after and running her hands through his hair, she mused again on her werewolf and his silver hair. She honestly hoped this wasn’t just for tonight, wasn’t just for right this moment. She knew he was unable to help pushing her away but at least it was out there. They loved each other and together they would get through this.