Their initial contact was gentle, as Remus practiced some semblance of self-control, but fire burned through his veins. Their lips had barely touched and he knew he’d never find satisfaction from anyone other than hers. She pressed more firmly against him, the front of their bodies parallel with each other and he wanted her to feel how much he wanted her. Testing the waters, he ran his tongue along her bottom lip and she immediately opened to him, letting out a small moan. Anyone else might have overlooked the sound but not Remus, it would live etched in the corners of his mind for the rest of his life.