Trouble with Directions

A/N- This is my second oneshot. I'm writing this one sober. I just love the idea of Remus playing the 'Alpha Male' in bed... Please let me know what you think. Please Rate and Review!

much love,
zairaphel
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Hermione looked down the hallway, one way, and then the other, making sure that she wouldn't be seen as soon as she slipped out of her room. The chances of anyone being around were quite slim. Very few people chose to come by number twelve, Grimmauld Place anymore.

Walking carefully, Hermione tip-toed down the corridor, doing her best not to be heard as she approached the door. Taking a deep breath, she tried the knob. Locked. She frowned as she grabbed her wand and unlocked it with a simple flick. Taking one last calming breath, she slipped through the door, shutting it silently behind her.

"I told you, you shouldn't come tonight," Remus said softly as he lay in bed, not even turning to look at her.

"Yes, well... Sometimes even I have trouble following directions," Hermione laughed softly.

"It's no laughing matter. You know as well as I do what today is," he hissed, turning over to stare at her. His eyes flashed a soft amber as he spoke.

"Yes I do, love. It's the night before the full moon." A slight smile played on her lips as she spoke.

"And I told you. It's dangerous for you to come here the night before. I can feel it crawling under my skin, trying to surface, trying to possess me."

Hermione gave him a sly smile as she pulled the sash from her satin dressing gown and let it fall from her shoulders, exposing herself to the night air. "To be quite honest, that's what I was hoping for, Remus."

A small growl escaped him as he took in the naked woman in front of him. His eyes raked over her perfect body. Her full, perky breasts, slender waist and full hips, and the arousal that glistened at the apex of her thighs caused a stirring in him that was incredibly hard to ignore.

Hermione walked over to him and placed a tentative kiss on his lips, which he returned immediately. Before she could blink, Remus had pinned her to the bed, his body holding her in place. He stared at her intensely.

"You came here tonight, Witch. I told you of the dangers, and you still came," Remus hissed as he slipped two fingers into her hot, wet opening. Hermione moaned softly, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the feeling of his fingers slipping in and out rhythmically.

Remus growled and grabbed her chin with his free hand. "Look at me, Witch." Her eyes snapped open, meeting his gaze. Hermione shivered slightly as she noted the sparkling, deep amber colour of his eyes. One of the sure signs that the change was coming and the wolf was near.

Removing his fingers from her and grabbing her hip, Hermione let out a disappointed moan. "You came here, and when all is said and done, I will offer no apologies," Remus growled as he thrust into her hard, sheathing himself in her warmth. He kissed her hard, smothering any protest she might have had as he began to thrust wildly.

Hermione wrapped her arms around him, trying to pull his body against hers, wanting to feel him pressed tightly against her. Remus growled and removed her arms from around him, pinning them up above her head with one hand. "You know better, Witch." Hermione moaned loudly as he began to take a brutal rhythm, thrusting hard and rough.

After just a moment Hermione began to raise her hips slightly, trying to meet him for each thrust. She hissed softly, enjoying the new angle, but it didn't last for long.

Remus stilled his actions, removing himself from her completely. He looked down at her intently. It took him only a moment to flip her over on the mattress and pull her up on her hands and knees. "You aren't the dominant one, Witch. You had best remember that," he growled softly into her ear and gave her arse a sharp little slap.

He waited for just a moment, watching her shift nervously before grabbing her hips tightly and plunging back into her. Slow, torturous thrusts made Hermione move her hips back and forth, whimpering and moaning for more. Ignoring her cries he kept his pace with slow deep thrusts that made her shake with need.

"Please, Remus. Please, I need more," she begged, looking back at him.

Remus growled deeply as he continued to move inside her, "You know what to do, Witch. Stop trying to dominate."

Hermione took a shuddering breath as she stilled her body's movements. Slowly she turned her head forward again, and lowered it. To get what she wanted, she had to give him what he wanted. Submission in exchange for a good, hard fuck.

As soon as she lowered her head Remus began thrusting hard and fast, Hermione eliciting soft moans from beneath him. With every movement he hit that delicious place inside her that seemed to set her skin on fire. Reaching around her he began to brush his fingers over her clit as he continued to move inside her. It took only a few moments before his skilled fingers brought her to the release she needed, her body moaning and bucking against his.

Remus growled as she hit her peak. The feeling of her body contracting around him was nearly too much for him. He picked up the pace, his thrusts quick and abbreviated as he tried to find his own release inside of her. After a few moments he gripped her hips hard as he growled darkly, slamming into her hard as he came.

They stayed like that for a few moments before they collapsed onto the mattress. Remus pulled Hermione close against him. She sighed and lay her head against his chest, noting that the amber was gone from his eyes once again.

"I take it you had a good time, love?" she asked softly

"Yes, and you?"

"Mmhmm. Just as good as last month. Seems like it happens the same way every time, though."

Remus laughed softly. "It might not happen the same way every time if you would learn to take the wolf's instruction."

Hermione smiled slightly. "And as I said before, sometimes even I have trouble following directions."