The breath left Remus's chest in a woosh of air. She had been joking. Remus closed his eyes and willed the mattress and pillows to swallow him whole. When that failed, he prayed they'd let him disappear. Unfortunately, his luck wasn't that good tonight. A joke and he had taken her seriously. Yes, he had his preference for men and women, and it would be a lie if he said he didn't miss the feel of a cock that wasn't his own in his hand.
"I... no, I wouldn't," Remus replied after a moment. He chuckled, running a hand along her tail. "You're the one who has adopted fur and a tail on occasion when we have sex. I'm not going to be... weirded out if my wife grows a cock."
His fingers ran over the red of her cheeks and Remus would have given anything to know what she was thinking at that exact moment. "I'm certainly not going to force you," Remus said at long last. "It is something I would never ask because I don't like the implication that I married you because you're able to morph genders. I truly love you. Every single feminine bit about you."