Selfishly, Mel hadn't been thinking about what Remus needed. She'd only cared about what she needed and she needed him. She needed to be manhandled a bit. There weren't many people Mel trusted enough on the day of the moon. The last... Mel pushed those thoughts of her mind. Cassius wasn't someone she was allowed to think about any longer. Her arms wrapped around Remus easily and she returned his kiss, nipping gently at his lower lip. "I needed you," she said, her voice soft, but there was an edge to it, just enough to tell him how desperately she wanted him. No, needed him.
He wasn't going to be gentle and Mel adored him for that. Her hands moved to tug at his shirt, pulling it off of him, ignoring the tear of fabric she heard. She captured his lips for another kiss, longer this time, sighing happily as his body pressed against hers.