Remus' grin grew even wider once the laughter started, though he relented easily enough to the request to stop. "True enough, I suppose. I do like making you laugh. All right, fun shall be for the purpose of hearing you laugh from now on." Gravity drew him to kiss his lover for the sole reason of tasting that laugh for just an instant. "Although, clearly I need to come up with better fanciful tales because you're not laughing at any of these, only staring at me like I've lost my mind."
Which was proven in the look on Regulus' face over the daydream. "You know I wouldn't really do that, right? I'd never do that to you." He was starting to feel a little...well, he wasn't sure how to describe it, but almost as if he was doing something wrong by indulging in these innocent little fantasies.
"I was feeling perfectly fine until you started questioning my sanity," he said with a chuckle, taking Regulus' hand from his forehead and placing a kiss into the palm. "I promise, no hexes. I didn't touch anything I shouldn't. Is it really that strange to you that I fantasise about things like dancing with you?"