'Yes... Remus... Yesgodyes!' Severus was losing whatever control he had had over the situation. The pain was slightly subsiding, and made Severus able to truly enjoy what Remus was doing. It was... perfect. This was how sex was supposed to be, rough and tender and with someone who truly cared. Severus realised he would need this, need Remus, on a daily, hourly, as much as humanly possible basis.
'You're...oh... perfect, too,' Severus managed between thrusts, 'bloody perfect!' It felt so good to be held and caught between the wall and Remus' hard, demanding body. It was marvellous to feel the strength the wolf possessed, gorgeous to feel it move with Remus, spur him on to be dominant and hard. Moving faster, Severus found his own rhythm, pushing against Remus, kissing him, moan, and push once more, all until Severus' body seemed to be on fire, burning from the desire that threatened to overwhelm him. If Remus continued like this, Severus wasn't going to last much longer, not that it mattered, Severus wanted Remus to come, wanted to feel his semen inside him, the sensation of being well-fucked and with another man's come on his skin.
'Remus... please,' Severus begged. 'Let me come... do something... need you!' Oh, yes, Severus was rapidly losing his mind, and watching their mutual arousal spiral and leave its traces on Remus' face - heavy lidded eyes, the wet, half-open mouth... No, Severus couldn't last at all.