Melting... that was what he was doing. "Mine", Remus had said, and it really seemed as if he meant it. It was all right. Severus would like to be Remus'. Actually, Severus didn't think he had ever been more happy in his entire life, since he was now belonging to somebody who wanted him just because he was who he was. How could this possibly happen; out of nothing he had found love, desire, tenderness... it was... fantastic. Oh, and hot.
Severus groaned at Remus' blatant display of what he thought was his. 'So you are taking me just to have sex with me? Or is it my winning personality?' Severus pushed up on his hands, glaring down on Remus with one eyebrow raised in the almost angry sarcastic way he usually had looked at the wolf. 'Because if that's is the case, I am going to sorely disappoint you.' Severus paused for a moment, unable to do anything but to look into Remus' eyes. 'But you have my permission to attempt to make me in a better mood, just in general,' he smirked. 'And I might give you a tip or two...'