[When he manages to look down at Remus, that's what he sees--and God, that only makes it worse, better and worse all at once, and he groans again, his fingers tightening in his hair, pulling him closer--not cruelly, just eagerly--]
Keep-- just like that, y-yeah-- Remus-- [And he repeats his name in a murmur, again, and again, too senseless to say much else--because this is good, better than good, and he's so close--he feels it, with a whine, he ties to suppress it, determined that this should go on, and on--]
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Keep-- just like that, y-yeah-- Remus-- [And he repeats his name in a murmur, again, and again, too senseless to say much else--because this is good, better than good, and he's so close--he feels it, with a whine, he ties to suppress it, determined that this should go on, and on--]