Even if her underwear had been something totally wild and crazy with what she was wearing, Remus wouldn't have cared. He was too busy worrying about whether or not he was doing this right. He brought a hand up to rest on her face as he kissed her back, more passionately than he ever had. His face felt like it was flushed permanently now. He moved with her slowly, inching closer to his bed, which was untidy since he hadn't made it this morning. He worried that maybe he should have tidied up, but he hadn't been expecting her to be in here. But Remus was still glad that she was here, regardless. And he had a feeling she didn't mind the mess right now.
He tugged at her clothing hesitantly, pulling back from the kiss. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, his eyes big and hopeful that she was.