If one thing was for certain, it was that Tonks was going to be the death of him one day. Remus' hands settled on Tonks' hips, guiding her onto his cock for round number two. Then again, maybe there was something to this whole making up after an argument... thing.
His hands managed to be everywhere at once, guiding her to a series of quick thrusts as he buried himself inside her. Remus was fast approaching his breaking point, burying his face in the crook of her neck to cover his frantic moans and panting breath.