A flush went over Remus' skin when Severus told him he was beautiful. It didn't matter if it was true or not, he knew his own flaws only too well, it was only important that Severus thought it, and said it, sounding so sincere. So many new aspects of Severus that he'd never seen - or perhaps consciously noticed - before, were being revealed, one after the other, making the thing developing (not as slowly as intended obviously!) between them bigger and more fantastic. He wanted to know it all, hear it all even if many things might hurt. It would be worth it.
It was so easy to lose himself in this and forget everything else than Severus' mouth on his cock, his fingers teasing and massaging and drawing one deep moan after the other out of him with the growing pleasure. Remus couldn't help pulling on his lover's hair, wanting more and more until it was almost too much. He didn't want it to end now, not yet. He wanted to get the most out of it, and most importantly, he wanted to taste as well. Right now.
With a groan he pulled Severus off his cock by the hair and into a deep possessive kiss. Tasting himself faintly on Severus' tongue, mixing with his lover's own unique taste sent a surge of strong lust through him, and Remus pushed forward roughly, forcing Severus back on the bed. Once he had him where he wanted him, Remus reached down and opened Severus' trousers, licking and nipping his way down Severus' chest and stomach while trying to get the blasted piece of clothing past hips. Finally, just as his face reached his lover's groin, he succeeded. With a low pleased growl he nuzzled against the hard erection, inhaling Severus' scent deeply.