"There isn’t a single part of you, inside or out, that I’m not completely and utterly besotted with," Sirius said. He untangled his hand from Remus’s hair with a gentle tug that drew a soft little whimper from Remus’s throat, and slid it downward, over Remus’s shoulder blades, down the swoop of his lower back, and resting just atop the perfect swell of his arse. "And I can’t imagine living another day without you knowing that."