Remus could hear the tone of Dora's voice and knew he was pushing her closer and closer to the edge, right where he wanted her. Remus drew in a breath, using his fingers to find every pleasure centre in her body. He loved watching her writhe and move under his ministrations.
"Can you?" Remus asked innocently, withdrawing his fingers. "We may have to find out if you can or not," he said with a smirk.
Remus moved into position, the head of his cock just pressing against her. "Horrible? Is that any way to talk to your future husband?" he asked with a faux pout. With a gentle push of his hips, he entered her and damn near came right there feeling her so tight and so perfect around his cock. "Dora... love..."