"Just bad enough to be good?" Remus asked, smiling against Regulus' throat where he was leaving more kisses as though he just couldn't get enough.
The way Regulus moved against him was exhilarating, intoxicating. Remus could have easily encouraged the motion, using his finger to stimulate the other man's body while they rutted against each other to completion. But, Remus wanted more. He wanted to see Regulus come completely undone, to know that he had a hand in bringing him to that state.
"As you wish," he murmured, before casting a gentle preparation spell. One day, he would take his time, use his fingers, or perhaps his tongue, to slowly loosen Regulus' body, to drive him mad with want and leave him writhing on the sheets, begging for more. But, the week or more of pent up longing was wearing thin on even Remus' patience and just that little bit of encouragement was all he needed. Shifting position, he slid two fingers into Regulus, briefly making sure the spell had taken before adding a third to finish where the spell had left off. Regulus had been deprived of his first time by the castle's games. It might make Remus a sentimental fool, but he was determined to at least make their first time together, fully as themselves, as pleasurable as he could.