Remus hated to admit it, to admit how needy it made him, that he would think it fair enough towards him for them to have a relationship without Severus having to come to terms with the werewolf. That he would take what he could get, and be satisfied. He knew how pathetic that would sound to Severus' ears, how weak it would make him seem to the man. The pathetic weakness he knew Severus had detested him for.
Remus thought Severus had balanced on an extremely sharp edge all his adult life, maybe even more. So it was really no wonder, that he should continue doing that... in respect with Remus, and his beast within.
"I can't imagine how it might be," he whispered, in some ways thrilled Severus wanted something like that, but in others also frightened. Frightened of the power it might have over him, if he truly let go.
"When I said I wanted it all, I also meant that I want to be with you as much as possible, spend my time with you." Remus' voice dropped to a teasing purr as he reached between them to run fingertips over the exposed skin, purposefully pushing beneath the fabric to brush against the still hidden nipple "Annoy you and make you challenge me."