*Deserving Of Love*

A/N: Finally some full on smut...

“And this is the bedroom…”

Tonks' voiced trailed off and she turned to looked at him, suddenly very shy as she leaned against her bed clad only in her undergarments. A chill ran through her and she folded her arms across her body, each hand resting on the opposite hip as she tried in vain to cover herself. She knew her sudden nervousness was mostly from anticipation and excitement, but she also felt a small spark of fear of being rejected.

Remus watched her carefully as he approached her, pulling his hands from his pockets to run up the length of her arms until he reached the sides of her face. Tonks placed her hands on his hips and stared at his mouth nervously; his lips were only inches from hers, yet she found it completely impossible to close the gap between them. Remus noticed that her lip was trembling slightly as he lowered his mouth to hers, calming her with a gentle kiss, allowing her to deepen it.

Tonks ran her tongue slowly over his bottom lip, a moan escaping as he opened his mouth to allow her access; their tongues swirled around each other as the kiss turned more passionate, and her arms moved up to cradle his head, her fingers running through his graying hair.

He broke away suddenly to find her neck and she moaned as he nibbled her flesh, kissing and biting a path to her collarbone. Her shyness left her as he sucked at the pulse point at the base of her neck, and her hands frantically found the front of his shirt with a need to pull it from his body. She was grateful of his attire today; a simple black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and a pair of gray linen pants. His shirt was untucked, probably a first for him, and she hurriedly loosened the buttons to expose a white undershirt. He pulled away from her to shrug off a layer and she raked her nails across his belly to reach for the hem of his undershirt, pulling it from him roughly and tossing it on the floor.

She looked down at his exposed upper body, realizing that she never took the time to fully explore it before. His body was fantastically male; lean muscle pulled tightly over his tall thin frame, a medium amount of graying chest hair that tapered to a thin line from his belly button to disappear delightfully under the waistband of his pants.

He had many small scars on his chest, and a large one stretched from his left shoulder to his right side, running right above a small pink nipple. Tonks ran her finger across this scar gently, then lowered toward him to take his nipple into her mouth. Remus groaned deep in his chest as he felt her tongue flick over the nipple, and he cradled her head with his arms, drawing her closer to him. She flicked her tongue across the small peak, then sucked it into her mouth, her fingers tracing the other gently. She pulled back to draw the other nipple into her mouth, giving it the same treatment as the first, swirling her tongue over it then sucking it on it gently, causing another groan to escape Remus’ parted lips.

His erection was pressed into her belly and she smiled at the ache that was building between her thighs because of it; it was almost as if he was hitting a special pressure point in her belly, and the more he pressed against her the stronger that ache became.

Tonks released his nipple and continued moving down his chest, kissing a path to his belly button. A rather large and angry looking scar cut across his stomach and disappeared into the waist band of his trousers and she traced it slowly with her tongue as she unbuttoned his pants and let them pool at his ankles. She looked up at him as she grasped the band of his boxers, slowly pulling them down as she stared into his glazed eyes.

His erection sprung free and she wrapped a small hand around it, smiling as he sucked in a ragged breath, then continued to trace the scar with her tongue. It ended on his hip bone and she sucked the spot gently before turning her full attention to the large, hard, erection filling her hand. Tonks slowly ran her tongue over the tip, licking off the few drops of salty fluid gathered, causing Remus to jump suddenly, her name coming out of his mouth in a strangled moan.

“Oh Gods Nymphadora… please…”

She smiled as she ran her tongue over him again, enjoying the fact that he was beginning to pant in desire at what she was doing to him. She moved the hand that had been gripping him tightly and took him slowly into her mouth, teasing the underside of his cock with her tongue as she worked her way down.

His hands found her head and he ran his fingers tenderly through her hair; she was shocked at the gentleness he was showing her, she was used to guys gripping her head and thrusting into her mouth harshly. Remus simply ran his fingers through her hair, making little whimpers as she worked him in and out of her mouth, teasing him with her tongue as he slid in and sucking gently as she pulled back; never forcing himself into her mouth further than what she was taking him.

She popped him out of her mouth and ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft as her fingers gently massaged the fleshy sac underneath and she felt a shudder run the length of his body. Suddenly he leaned down and grabbed her, pulling her gently to her feet, looking at her hungrily before crushing his lips down on hers. She wimpered as she felt the hard length of him press into her and she tried in vain to position herself so it rested against her aching center.

He broke the kiss and reached to unsnap her bra, pulling it from her body as his mouth attacked the hard peak of her nipple. She sucked in a shuddered breath as he bit her harshly, then moaned when he laved his tongue across her assaulted flesh to soothe it. He moved to the other breast, picking her up at the same time he sucked her nipple into his mouth and laid her gently on the bed, taking a second to kick off his shoes and clothes before kneeling between her open thighs.

Remus pulled his mouth from her chest and he looked up at her, his chin resting between her breasts, his hands clutching her hips. Tonks reached down to brush a piece of hair
out of his face, smiling as he closed his eyes and nuzzled her chest gently.

“Nymphadora…”

“Hmmmm?”

“Can you change into something for me?”

Her breath caught in her throat; she was used to being asked for this by men – they wanted her to have bigger breasts, blonde hair, thicker lips - it never bothered her before.

But to have Remus ask was a crushing blow.

He was acting just as shallow as all the men before him, and she was sorely disappointed that she did not realize it before. She cleared her throat to push the tone of dismay out of her voice before answering him.

“You want them bigger? I can do that.”

She started to scrunch up her nose to increase the size of her breasts when she felt his hand caress her cheek softly.

“No, it’s not that. I want to see you. I want you to show me what you really look like. I want you Nymphadora, not what you can change yourself into.”

Guilt flooded into her as she looked down at his soft grey eyes; she silently berated herself for not giving him more credit than the other guys she had been with. She scrunched up her nose and changed her hair to her natural color; a dark blonde that hung in long waves around her shoulders, not as dramatic or glamorous as she normally would wear it. Other small changes took place too; her eyes changed to a medium brown, her nose got a bit smaller, her mouth and cheek bones broadened slightly, and her hips got a lot curvier. What if he did not like what she really looked like? Would he ask her to change into something more pleasing? Should she have lied to him and made herself more beautiful?

She opened her eyes when she was finished and she looked at him cautiously; he was smiling and he sat up to place a series of kisses on her face, starting with her forehead and working down the bridge of her little nose until he reached her mouth.

“You’re beautiful…” He whispered against her full lips before kissing her gently, pulling away to again slowly kiss down her body.

Tonks shivered as he kissed and licked down the length of her, finally stopping as he reached her black panties. He trailed his tongue over the waistband for a second before moving down even further, pressing his face gently into her. He closed his eyes and inhaled slowly, taking in her scent for a moment before kissing her through the damp material; Tonks thrust up against him suddenly in her need to have him closer and he chuckled and pulled away.

He sat upright and reached for her boot-clad feet, staring into her eyes as he unlaced and pulled off one, then the other, leaving her in just panties and fishnets. He slowly teased his hands up her stocking clad legs to her inner thighs, running his fingers in lazy circles over the tops of her nylons. He felt himself grow even harder as she whimpered softly when his fingers brushed against her panties, and he lingered there for a moment before sliding his fingers under the bands of each thigh high.

He pulled the stockings off of her slowly, placing kisses on her legs as her flesh was revealed to him. Remus reached for the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her trembling legs, smiling and raising a pleased eyebrow as he heard her breathing grow quicker in anticipation of what was coming next. Her scent was highly magnified without the barrier of the silky black fabric and his head started to spin as he felt himself losing control.

His plan was to pleasure her first, to make her beg for him to take her, but the look in her eye and the teasing scent of her was too much for him to take. He moved forward quickly so that he was laying between her legs, his hardness pressing against her entrance, struggling with everything he had in order to restrain himself from thrusting into her. Tonks threw her head back, eyes closed, biting her lip to hold back a whimper as she waited for him to enter her.

“Look at me…” Remus pleaded forcefully, his hands finding the sides of her face as he forced her to look at him. Her eyes flew open and met his as he slowly thrust inside her, and she let out a high long moan as his lips covered hers. Her muscles tightened around him suddenly, and he set still so she could get used to his intrusion before moving again.

When Tonks wrapped her legs around him and thrust her hips against his he set a steady pace, pushing into her quickly before slowly pulling out. He broke their kiss to watch her face as he moved in and out of her, mesmerized by the pleasure playing over her features. She whimpered each time he thrust in, the small throaty noises nearly undoing him; he had to concentrate so he would not climax before her. She wrapped her arms around him and raked her nails down his back to his hips to push him harder into her.

“Harder, faster Remus… Oh Gods yes…” He picked up the pace slightly, thrusting harder and deeper into her with each stroke. Tonks writhed underneath him, her muscles clenching him tightly as her climax neared, her nails digging into his flesh to speed him up.

She opened her eyes to stare into his as she began shuddering against him, their faces inches apart as they moved together frantically to find release. Remus reached up and tangled his hands in her hair to steady her head as he watched her face change with every movement he made into her, driving deeper with each stroke to take her closer to orgasm.

She cried out his name as she finally came, her mouth open against his, her breath hot on his face as she panted harshly. Remus held himself back until she let out a long low moan and dug her fingers into his back, shaking violently against his body. He watched in amazement as her eyes changed to a brilliant blue, his control finally breaking as he felt her muscles spasm around his shaft and he thrust deeply into her again as his own release came.

“Nymphadora…”

She felt the groan in his chest as he shuddered against her one last time, and her breath caught in her throat when she felt the warmth of his seed filling her. Remus trailed hot kisses down her body before he collapsed on top of her, his head resting on her chest as he kissed the spot between her breasts gently.

Tonks wrapped her arms around his head and held him closer to her, the fingers of one hand twirling through his hair and she sighed deeply as tiny aftershocks of pleasure still coursed through her sweat-misted body.