Gellert let out a soft, quiet laugh even as he drew Remus just a little bit closer, the hand that was on Remus's own moving instead to trail up his thigh, over his hip, to settle on his waist. Remus's body felt slender but firm beneath his touch...Gellert could tell, even through the layers of fabric, that military training had certainly had a marked effect on his build.
"There is very little about my marriage that is conventional," Gellert said truthfully, his voice a little breathless, a little too gentle, as if he had found himself suddenly quite enraptured by the colour shifting in Remus's eyes.