"That’s your cue, my love. Go wrangle her in. She’s been on edge since she talked to Bill." Remus got out of bed and sauntered over to Draco by the door. Draco buried his face in the crook of Remus’ neck and inhaled, lightly running languid kisses alongside his neck while rubbing his hands up and down the man’s bare back. Remus hummed and tucked a hand in the hair at the nape of his neck pulling gently on the strands, "Don’t start something you can’t finish, Draco." Draco acquiesced and the pair stood holding onto each other, attempting to cancel out the frantic buzzing that coursed through their bond, courtesy of their witch.