Regulus looked at the rings for a moment. They were beautiful, but their beauty went deeper than their materialistic value. He hadn't even thought of rings until he'd meant that this would be for the rest of his life. "I know what it means, and I don't want to give you. I thought I'd just said that."
He nodded, because it sounded perfect, or close to it. "What will they call you?" he asked. "And what about your legacy? I meant it when I said that this doesn't have to be just for me. I want you to have everything."
Turning slightly, he rested his cheek against Remus' chest. It was uncomfortable, here on the floor and should get up, instead he stayed closed to the one man that could bring up so many emotions inside him. "I would do it, if that's what you wanted. It's not something that I'd like, but I want what's best for you. I love you that much, and it terrifies me that I can be so selfless when it comes to you. I-"
He looked up and kissed Remus gently. "You know I love you, and I love spending those nights we spend shagging, and it's nice and gentle, but-" He sighed again. "I know all of this annoys you, and I should stop, but I'm too selfish for that, because I need this, I need to remind us both that you want to stay, and I hate these moments, when I love you so much that I become weak, that I'm afraid that you'll get tired, and I know what you're going to say, but words don't make a difference and then I start thinking that you get bored, and I need this, I need the pain, I need to know that you're causing it because you want me so much that for a few minutes you can forget all about behaving properly, that I can make you lose that control you have around everyone else. My cock is raw from fucking a stone wall and I can't imagine a better way to come, and I know you don't get it, don't even want to play along, but I need this, not always, but sometimes."