In two long strides he swept Hermione off the bed and into his arms. Remus would just have to forgive him for momentarily breaking the rules because he needed her lips on his. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and he dug his fingers into the flesh of her ass. Their kiss was frantic, their evening of subtle touches leading up to this event. If he shifted slightly, he’d be at the perfect angle to thrust into her but instead he set her back down, "Arms up, darling."