"Arrogant Black," he muttered fondly, stopping any further banter by covering Regulus' lips with his.
It was too much effort not to let the slow smirk take over his expression. "Indeed, I would," he said in solemn tones belied by the mischief his eyes reflected in the moonlight. "Dangerous that potion lab full of children. Need you to be fully rested in case there's an accident."
Leaning down to claim another kiss, Remus reached for the small bottle that now seemed a permanent resident of the bedside table these last couple of weeks -- had it really only been two weeks since the first time they'd done this? "Since you ask so nicely," he teased, coating his fingers awkwardly with one hand and punctuating his words with a gentle roll of his hips, "I suppose I can put in all. that. work."