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She knows. But she'll be on my side because of it, you mark my words.

You don't have anything at all. And she won't, because she likes those of us who are sane.

Sorry, how are you sane? Your idea of a great date is a library book. Oh, no, hang on, can't say that one any longer, can I--

How long is this going to last, Sirius.

[Oh, god, but he can understand that, and he echoes her little exclamations with pleased noises of his own-- and he keeps rocking his hips up, meeting her rhythm, getting into a fast pace that leaves him dizzy-- but he's aware enough to notice the way she bites her lip, and he lets out a displeased noise.]

Don't-- I wanna hear--

[He tightens his grip on her hands and pushes up into her again, emphasizing that--]

[ her cheeks turn dark at just the thought of it, but eventually she does release the tension in her jaw, gasps and groans as her back arches a little more. she's not really loud, but once she stops trying to hold back, every breath is a whimper, a gasp. it's been a really long time, and so everything's a little heightened, more sensitive than it should be. ] Harder. I'm- [ close. ]

Yeah--

[He pushes up into her harder, faster, driven on by her need and his own all at once-- fucking hell, and he wants this to last longer, he wants to go on and on, he wants to flip her over and pin her to the bed-- next time, he thinks distantly, and stares up at her, watching her hungrily as she begins to finish--]

[ oh, there's another surprised moan, her eyes squeezing shut. she wants it to last too. well, some part of her does. but a much bigger part makes her want to feel that rush much more, wants- to- ] Oh, God- mhmm- mhm- [ so articulate. but her body tenses up, almost stops moving just to feel him move against her, inside of her, and that's enough. her thighs buckle under her, body bowing as the need to curl up against him strikes her intensely, makes her moan and rock against him. it should probably be embarrassing how quickly she came, like there's probably some rule against letting herself get that turned on, that fast. but. well. she's hard pressed to take much time to actually feel embarrassed or anything remotely like it, and instead she finds herself grinning body on edge, but moving again with a new sense of urgency, wanting to watch him finish too. ]

Forever, actually. Welcome to the rest of your life, Lupin.

[He'd wondered briefly about knowing when she'd finished, because of course the signs that make it obvious for a boy aren't there for a girl-- but that's another thing he shouldn't have worried about. It's very clear when she finishes; her body goes tense and god, but it feels good, tight around him; it sounds good, the way she moans and whimpers-- and then he echos her, as she ruts against him, smirking down at him-- and it only takes him a few minutes before he finishes himself, gasping and arching up, holding onto her hands tightly--]

Almost worth it to stay a virgin, I suspect.

[ Raven knows better than to keep moving once a guy starts to finish, usually it just gets uncomfortable ( or something ) - her enthusiasm made her first partner go 'ah, ah, ah, stop stop' once he started to finish, so. she knows it's not like how it is for a female. after the first time she comes, it feels good to keep going. but. so. she slows down a little bit once she feels him tense up under her, just a slow rock of her body against his. she gives it a little while before she finally lays down on top of him, her knees tucking close to support her weight as she buries her face against his neck. she kisses him softly, the feel of his pulse against her lips making her smile a bit. her fingers loosen from his, but she can't bring herself to let go just yet, not completely ]

[He keeps the fingers of one hand intertwined, while with the other he pushes through her hair slowly. He smiles vaguely up at the ceiling and breathes slowly. There's something fantastic about just lying here in the quiet with Raven, hearing her breathe, feeling the sweat cool on both their bodies.

But eventually he speaks, and says:]

That was . . . that was all right, then? For you, I mean?

[ ... okay, giggling isn't an ideal thing to do in bed either, but she's got this giddy, post-sex thing that she apparently can't shake, or hide, and her free hand moves to the side of his neck, just so she can pull him closer ( kind of ), kissing him a few more times before she answers ]

So, so, so much better than alright. Remus. [ like she can't believe he's even asking her. she bites his shoulder playfully ] I'd stay with you here all day if I could. Just so we can go again. And again, and again, and again. [ and she knows she should get off of him so they can clean up, but, maybe in a minute. after she's done kissing him- ]

[He laughs happily and tugs at her hair, teasing, in retaliation for that bite.]

Why can't you? No one's stopping you-- I certainly don't mind--

Oh, I have rounds. And training. I can't skip out, only cause I promised to train with people, it's not just for me. [ she finally sits up then, settling back on his lap and oh he's still inside of her, soft now, but it still makes her hum a bit. her hands move to rest on his stomach, just so she can look at him with a ridiculous smile on her face, before she convinces herself to get up. ] C'mon, we need to wash up before we get too comfy. [ it's just gross, okay. might be a mood killer to get up before getting back into bed to snuggle, but she'd rather not wait ] Don't suppose you've got a spell for that too, huh?

I do, actually--

[He scoots back, pulling out of her. With a wrinkled nose he tugs off the condom.]

Evanesco! If you'll hold still? Scourgify!

[He repeats that last spell a few more times, just to be sure they've gotten everything, before giving her a small smile.]

Of course, if you'd like to wash your hands or something, obviously, feel free, but it's a good deal simpler getting rid of condoms this way.

[ her eyes go a little wide because oh, oh, that's- an interesting feeling. but she's glad for it, the simplicity, convenience, and she shakes her head before flopping back down on the bed next to him. and immediately curls up against his side. just so she can get right back to kissing him, this time along his shoulder. ]

To be perfectly, perfectly honest- [ kiss kiss ] - that really, genuinely was so much better than- anything I've felt before. Which might be just because I like you so much, but, really- [ kiss ] -I think it's because you can handle me in a way most people can't.

How do you mean, handle you?

[He drags his hand down her shoulder, along her side-- and he likes this, too, this quiet intimacy.]

I'm glad, though. That it was that good.

Handle me. ..Literally. Well, I mean. Handle what I put out, my aggressiveness, and you don't- you don't treat me like I'm fragile. Which, surprisingly, a lot of people do just in general. They used to at least, before I got here. [ but back home was different in a lot of ways, mostly in that she had to hide, no matter what. people just saw her as a very average girl without even a high school degree, or a real job. she wasn't anything to be intimidated by, and people treated her that way. passive, almost. and in a roundabout way, her love life wasn't any different. and! since she hasn't had any kind of romantic activity since she got on board. it's. well. all kind of hitting her again. ]

And it'll only get better once you learn to trust yourself, quit thinking so much about it. 'Cause I can tell, you know, when you're over-thinking things. It's not bad, it's not a bad thing, just. I can tell. And you really don't have anything to worry about.

Yes, well. That's rather an impossibility for me, but I assume I'll, er, get better as we keep going.

[He wrinkles his nose, dismissing the matter.]

But you're hardly a wilting flower. And you're . . . it's obvious you're strong. I mean, the way you move, you handle yourself-- I'm surprised more people didn't see that.

[He drags his nails down along her side again.]

I'm glad that you trust me enough to be aggressive.

[ she squirms a little bit when his nails find her skin, a little tingle running up her spine from it. ]

I like your aggressiveness. And I don't think it's impossible for you to learn to trust your own instincts. I don't mean- don't think at all, but. Worrying about any of it might take away from your ..enjoyment of it. [ which she only knows because she assumes it's like trying to remember how to hold a shift while she's distracted by physical stuff. but anyway. ] And I'm only saying all of this because that was really- you're, um. You were really. [ wincing because how do you tell someone they're good at sex? ] You were great. And you have nothing to worry about at all. So. I just hope you- liked it, too? Oh, God, now I'm worrying.

[He laughs despite himself and leans forward, kissing her.]

I know what you mean. And I'll try. It's new to me, Raven, but . . . once I get more comfortable, I'll stop thinking. Just as I stopped thinking when I talked to you-- er, which sounds stupid, but you know what I mean.

And I loved it.

[He adds that quietly, with a small smile.]

It was one of the best things I've ever done.

Good. Good!

[ she leans in to kiss him happily, slides her knee against his leg, cuddling closer, somehow ]

Because I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands off of you at all after today. There's just no hope in that anymore.

Oh, wonderful, because I believe the feeling is mutual--

[He lets out a happy little noise and worms closer, dragging his nails up her back.]

Bloody hell, I really could just spend all day here with you. [He nips at her bottom lip.] Or all night, tonight--

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