He tightly gripped the curls at the base of her neck, tipping her backwards to better angle his mouth against hers, but the kiss didn't last. He moved down her body, sucking bruises into the sensitive skin behind her ear and down her neck and chest until he pulled a nipple between his teeth. She arched her body against his, feeling her clit brush up against his length. Hermione wanted him, and she was no longer embarrassed to chase after what she wanted. She started grinding against his lap, trying to relieve some of the burning tension, but Remus stopped her. He chuckled against her breast as she groaned, impatient and needy.  