[There, he thinks, vaguely, as he pushes in again, going at him hard, there, yes, he's got him right where he wants him, that expression, half slack, half rapturous, and the sob of his breath-- He pulls at Remus' hips, pulls him closer each thrust, and his own breath is coming at a gasp now, harsh, between his teeth, each time a little harsher, yes, this is what he wanted, what he was missing--]
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