Question of Interest

sorry that i just left y\'all hanging without saying anything at the end. i thought i was going to be able to put up the final chapter last night, but things didn\'t work out. *grins sheepishly* well, here it is. please be kind and please review. thank you so much!

~Ivory Wolf


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It’s been over a month since you told Sirius and you can’t stand it anymore. You don’t know why, but it seems like someone has it out for you. Lately you’ve been noticing how beautiful Remus looks when he laughs, how wonderful it feels whenever he touches you (even if it’s only his hand accidentally brushes against yours), and how sexy his scent is (which always seems to cover you now a-days). Not to mention the fact that it seems like someone has turned up the temperature whenever he’s around you.

Maybe that’s why you’re trembling as you stand at his door, knocking on it. James answers it and smiles warmly when he sees you. “Are you and Remus going to do homework in here today?”

You nod slowly, showing him your books. “The common room is too crowded today. We’ll never get any work done if we go down there.” You enter the room to see that Sirius is reading some book, Peter is nowhere in sight, and Remus is on his bed with his homework all around him.

“Hey,” Remus smiles warmly at you. You barely keep your knees from buckling as you smile back.

“Where’s Peter?” you ask them.

“Outside at the lake,” James answers. “Which is where we’re going. Come, Padfoot, let’s leave these two busy bees to their work.” Sirius follows his lead and walks past you, but not before giving you a wink.

You take a deep breath and look at Remus, who is currently giving you a curious look. “Aren’t you going to sit down?” he asks.

“I will in a second,” you say. You turn your attention to the door and lock and silence it. You look back to Remus and answer his silent question. “I don’t want anyone to overhear us, because frankly, I think it’s time that we talk.”

“About what?” he asks.

“About…” you hesitate before carefully sitting on his bed. “About… secrets, one of yours to be specific.”

His eyes darken as his eyes look deeply into yours. “What secret?

“The fact that you’re a…” God. You had no clue it was going to be this hard to talk to him about it. You’re becoming unnerved by the fact that not only are his eyes to to be reading your soul, but seem to turn more golden by the minute. “A werewolf.” There, you said it.

“Have you come to tell me that I’m a monster?” he asks, finally looking to the ground.

You look at him in complete shock. “Remus, you idiot. Do you really think that I would be here if I thought you were a monster? I wouldn’t have stood within fifty feet of you, let along talk to you.”

“You mean, you don’t mind me being a werewolf?” his eyes look back into yours, pleadingly.

“Of course not.”

“Do you still care about me?” he asks.

“Duh, I will always care about you,” you say as you softly stroke his cheek.

Nothing Sirius warned you about prepared you for what happened next. One minute you sitting beside Remus, and the next he’s on top of you, his eyes glowing gold. He lets out an animalistic growl that causes shivers to go down your spine. “Run,” he gasps as he tries to forces himself off of you. “I can’t hold the wolf off forever.”

“Then don’t,” you pant, feeling yourself get more aroused by the minute. You’ve never seen Remus like this and you love it.

“You know what it means if we do this?” he asks as his hands run up and down your body, setting it on fire.

You don’t say anything, but let off a growl. Apparently that was the right answer because he growls back before ripping your shirt and bra to shreds. His mouth fastens onto your breast.

“Oh… my…” you groan as he licks his way up to your lips.

“I’m going to mark every part of you so no one can mistaken who you belong to,” he growls possessively into your ear, earning another moan from you. He kisses you fiercely, forcing his tongue deep into your mouth before making his way to your breasts. When he licks underneath one of them, you cry out and grab on to his hair tightly, pulling him against you. He takes the hint and sucks hard, earning a deep moan from you. He easily slips out of your grip and bites his way down your stomach, leaving teeth impriin yin your skin.

Finally, you feel a soft lick on your clit, causing you to buck under him. His hands grip your hips as he continues his torture, his fingers digging into your skin. When you’re about to reach your nirvana, you feel him pull away. Your disappointment is short lived when you feel something hard pressing against you down there as he bites your neck.

“Remus,” you whimper, pushing yourself against him. He growls and enters you in one thrust. You bite your lip to keep yourself from crying from the pain that suddenly enters your body. He senses you tensing up and almost tenderly licks and nips at your neck as he waits for you to adjust. The pain subsides and you begin to move your hips, gasping from the new pleasure.

He grips your hips tightly to prevent you from moving again as he looks deeply into your eyes. “Do. Not. Move.” You nod your head and gasp loudly when he thrusts into you. Your gasps turn into loud moans as he pounds you into the mattress harder and harder. “Who to you belong to?”

You try to move your lips to answer but can only moan a reply. “Say it,” he growls. “I want you to tell me who you belong to.”

As he says this, his changes his way of thrusting and hits a spot that makes you scream. But it’s not just a scream, you scream a name loudly. His name. “REMUS!” you scream as the orgasm overtakes you, making you throw your head back and your toes curl. You feel him thrust as hard as he can into you and hear him cry out name before collapsing on top of you, his head buried in your breasts.

As you try to remember how to breath, you let out a sigh when you feel him tenderly licking at a bite he had made between your breasts. “Are you really mine?” he asks timidly as he finally looks up at you.

You giggle as you run his fingers through his hair. “I said you name,” you point out.

“You didn’t just say it,” he grins. “You screamed it. I never knew you had such powerful vocal cords.”

“I didn’t either,” you admit.

“But I personally don’t think that that’s the loudest you can scream.”

“Oh really?”

“Yes, and I would like to prove my theory,” he purrs, slowly making his way down your stomach.

“By all- oh!”

the end

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