"Maybe I know I am." Remus smiled slowly, eyes full of banked heat as he watched Regulus. "It's more fun to hear you say it, though, to hear it in your voice, the way you can't quite catch your breath." It was a sound that had the ability to twist Remus' insides with need from the very first time they were together. When Regulus went on, Remus' smile grew as he warmed to the teasing. "I could rip your clothes from you that way. Did you see me pin your arms over your head? Your only leverage my other hand holding your hip in place, guaranteed to leave fingermarks for days after? Or do I tell you to hold your hands up and keep them there until I let you lower them? Freeing my hand to bring you off myself, leaving you trapped between me and a wall until I come inside you, the wall the only thing holding both of us up after?"
Letting Regulus pull him into a hug he tightened his own arms around his lover. "I love you," he replied in a fervent whisper of his own, pleased his words seemed to help. "If it feels right, stop thinking about it. Just let me take care of you. It can't be unfair to me if I offer my arms and my bed as your safe haven willingly, gladly."
Remus swiped his tongue gently over the place he'd just bitten, soothing and encouraging. "I do want you this much. This much and more, so much more," he murmured. "I want all of you, everything you are and everything we can be together." Returning the kiss with equal fervour, letting his lips and tongue speak for him without words as he tangled his hand in Regulus' hair and pulled his lover even closer, kissing him until they were both breathless.
"I'm surprising you now," he breathed in the infinitesimal space between their lips when they finally parted for breath. "You can let go now. I'll take care of you."