"This.." She breathed, struggling for words, "is the kind of impoliteness that involves.. a really well aimed hex." She panted. Her hand tightened around his belt and she yanked it off him violently, whatever qualms she'd had about this long forgotten. Tonks sighed when he withdrew his hand, though the torment may have been over he'd gotten his desired effect. Her body had grown hot and the ache and need she felt for him had become unbearable. She needed more, she needed him. Tonks shivered when the cold air hit her legs as he helped her undress. Her hands fumbled with the fastenings on his trousers until he bent down and she gasped when she felt his warm kiss against her waist. Her breath caught in a small, surprised sound when he bit her skin, her blood roaring in her ears when she gasped as she felt his tongue at her navel. She squirmed beneath him, her whole body trembling as he slowly bared her to him. She reached for him, her hands tightening at his back and digging into his skin. The way he touched her, the way he undressed her, everything so slow it was almost torture as her body burned with a growingly desperate need. Her voice caught in a cry of pleasure when his hand squeezed at her breast, her hands clenching against his back. "You know what I want," she growled, shivering again when he whispered against her ear. Her body ached, driven to the brink of madness by his every last torment until she couldn't help herself anymore, surrendering to him, "I want you," she moaned, "I want you inside of me. I want you to take me again and again."