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Chapter 3
Tonks couldn't believe she was in a hotel room with two men, watching porn. She glanced over at Remus, careful to avoid looking like she was looking...he was still in just his towel, laying relaxed on the second bed, more at ease than she had ever seen him before. Something about being in the muggle world had almost turned him into a different person; all his angst and sadness seemed to have vanished, exposing a brighter, cheerier, more carefree disposition underneath. It was strange, but she rather liked it.
His eyes met hers and he smiled. Tonks blushed madly, humiliation burning her cheeks---the last thing she had wanted was for him to catch her looking. Remus raised his beer bottle to his lips and took a long swig, his eyes still holding hers, a tiny smile playing with the corners of his mouth.
Shiiiiiiiit. So busted.
Sirius was snoring loudly, curled up with a pillow behind Tonks. The movie had turned rather comical, with the buxom secret agents getting more and more creative at finding ludicrous excuses to get naked---"You're under arrest! You have the right to a strip search...we'll strip, and then do the search"---and the erotic aspect had all but dwindled out entirely. Tonks was glad for that...she felt uncomfortable enough just being in the same room with Sirius and Remus, without a porno on the television.
"Looks like he's crashed."
Remus was looking fondly at Sirius, like an older brother watching a beloved younger sibling sleeping.
"Probably all the sugar. It was just a matter of time before he hit the wall."
"Yes, you're probably right. For as long as I've known him, he's never been much for sweets...he's not used to it, must be why it hit him so hard."
Tonks smiled. She liked to listen to Remus talk about the old days, his past life with his friends. His voice always took on a warm, protective tone that made her fall a little bit more in love with him every time he reminisced.
"He sure liked the soda," she whispered, brushing a lock of Sirius' dark hair away from his eyes before she realized what she was doing.
Damn...Remus gets paternal and I get maternal?? This is SO not me...or...is it?
"I'll have to remember that the next time I'm searching for a gift for him."
"What?" Tonks blinked; she had momentarily forgotten what they were talking about. "Oh, yeah...that'd be a perfect gift for the wizard who has everything."
Gah. The queen of stupid remarks has just been crowned. Welcome to the coronation.
"Come here."
Abruptly yanked out of her own head, Tonks looked at Remus in blank shock. "Huh?"
He was patting the bed next to him. "Come here. Over here, next to me." He smiled sweetly, but there was something lurking underneath it, a complex mixture of moral decency and potentially immoral danger.
Tonks joined him on the other bed, barely able to contain her excitement and apprehension at his invitation. She crawled over him and settled in, scooting close as he draped his arm around her and gently pulled her against his warm body.
"Excuse the damp towel," he said quietly, amusement edging into his soft voice.
"No worries," Tonks replied, sliding her hand across the top of the towel, grazing the warm skin of his lower abdomen. She felt him shiver slightly. "Is it uncomfortable? You can get rid of it if it is...I don't mind."
Remus looked down at her, his soft blue eyes holding hers as he lowered his head to kiss her. "Actually, it's very uncomfortable."
A moment later the towel in question landed on Sirius, causing him to stir briefly in his sleep as the couple on the other bed settled into a very hot embrace indeed while the secret agents merrily stripsearched yet another innocent suspect.
Tonks couldn't believe she was in a hotel room with two men, watching porn. She glanced over at Remus, careful to avoid looking like she was looking...he was still in just his towel, laying relaxed on the second bed, more at ease than she had ever seen him before. Something about being in the muggle world had almost turned him into a different person; all his angst and sadness seemed to have vanished, exposing a brighter, cheerier, more carefree disposition underneath. It was strange, but she rather liked it.
His eyes met hers and he smiled. Tonks blushed madly, humiliation burning her cheeks---the last thing she had wanted was for him to catch her looking. Remus raised his beer bottle to his lips and took a long swig, his eyes still holding hers, a tiny smile playing with the corners of his mouth.
Shiiiiiiiit. So busted.
Sirius was snoring loudly, curled up with a pillow behind Tonks. The movie had turned rather comical, with the buxom secret agents getting more and more creative at finding ludicrous excuses to get naked---"You're under arrest! You have the right to a strip search...we'll strip, and then do the search"---and the erotic aspect had all but dwindled out entirely. Tonks was glad for that...she felt uncomfortable enough just being in the same room with Sirius and Remus, without a porno on the television.
"Looks like he's crashed."
Remus was looking fondly at Sirius, like an older brother watching a beloved younger sibling sleeping.
"Probably all the sugar. It was just a matter of time before he hit the wall."
"Yes, you're probably right. For as long as I've known him, he's never been much for sweets...he's not used to it, must be why it hit him so hard."
Tonks smiled. She liked to listen to Remus talk about the old days, his past life with his friends. His voice always took on a warm, protective tone that made her fall a little bit more in love with him every time he reminisced.
"He sure liked the soda," she whispered, brushing a lock of Sirius' dark hair away from his eyes before she realized what she was doing.
Damn...Remus gets paternal and I get maternal?? This is SO not me...or...is it?
"I'll have to remember that the next time I'm searching for a gift for him."
"What?" Tonks blinked; she had momentarily forgotten what they were talking about. "Oh, yeah...that'd be a perfect gift for the wizard who has everything."
Gah. The queen of stupid remarks has just been crowned. Welcome to the coronation.
"Come here."
Abruptly yanked out of her own head, Tonks looked at Remus in blank shock. "Huh?"
He was patting the bed next to him. "Come here. Over here, next to me." He smiled sweetly, but there was something lurking underneath it, a complex mixture of moral decency and potentially immoral danger.
Tonks joined him on the other bed, barely able to contain her excitement and apprehension at his invitation. She crawled over him and settled in, scooting close as he draped his arm around her and gently pulled her against his warm body.
"Excuse the damp towel," he said quietly, amusement edging into his soft voice.
"No worries," Tonks replied, sliding her hand across the top of the towel, grazing the warm skin of his lower abdomen. She felt him shiver slightly. "Is it uncomfortable? You can get rid of it if it is...I don't mind."
Remus looked down at her, his soft blue eyes holding hers as he lowered his head to kiss her. "Actually, it's very uncomfortable."
A moment later the towel in question landed on Sirius, causing him to stir briefly in his sleep as the couple on the other bed settled into a very hot embrace indeed while the secret agents merrily stripsearched yet another innocent suspect.