"Of course, you are part of this family," he said. "I have no idea how we got here, but it's right." He couldn't imagine not having Remus in his life. He didn't need tanks for that. It was just the way their lives had turned out to be. "All right, then we can take a month long vacation and they can decide whether they want to get out of the bedroom or not. It's not something that concerns us."
He bit Remus' lip until he could taste blood and then locked it. "You are mine as much as I'm yours. Don't ever doubt that." He put a hand on Remus' shoulder, while he opened Remus' jeans, pushing them open as much as he could with a hand. "No rush, but I still want you. I always want you, possibly naked, and possibly with your dick up my arse."
He sighed. "You can't explain it and I don't get it, so why don't we just ignore it for the moment. Take the time to look at those books, lets talk afterwards and then you can tell me what you like and don't like, and what I like and don't like. It makes no sense discussing something when there is too much information that we don't have."
Regulus smiled. "If it helps, I like seeing those marks, your fingers and teeth on my. I like getting up in the morning and seeing my reflection in the mirror, knowing that it's a sign of who we are. I love walking around sore because of you. So no, you aren't too boring, you won't get too boring, and just because we will never try a cat-o-nails with metal tips, and we aren't going to try it, it doesn't mean that I will be bored or upset, just like I'm not bored and upset now. I want these things because I want to experience what you like, I want to feel those feelings of possessiveness and jealousy that I can see in you, because I want to experience you darkness."