"Severus." The name was the only coherence Remus could find the breath and mind for right now, so lost in pleasure and his lover's reactions, his demands. God yes, he wanted to feel Severus come around him and once more see him engulfed in ecstacy. He'd never forget that expression he'd seen on the day of the full moon, so transported and enthralled and ... beautiful. An expression he couldn't resist and wanted to put on Severus' face again, and again.
Remus needed to breathe and focus, but he also needed to taste Severus. Their kisses were erratic and almost teasing, but it kept Remus on edge, moaning against Severus' lips as he let go of one shoulder and drew his hand down and then in between them to find the hard cock he could feel rub against him with every thrust. And then he felt it in his hand, hot and perfect as well as he stroked it firmly. "Come," he murmured breathily against Severus' lips "Need you." Remus knew it was a matter of seconds before he had to give in, he couldn't hold back any longer and he didn't want to.