Blue

NOTE TO READERS: This is a piece of a much bigger story, a story that I have written in disjointed segments that will all, eventually, meet up in the proper order to hopefully make some kind of sense. It takes place in the months following Sirius Black's untimely death and deals with the effect his absence has on his family and friends, most notably Remus Lupin and the woman Sirius kept hidden away in Grimmauld Place. This segment takes place far into the story, but I thought it as good a place as any to introduce you to the OFC who holds the center of the tale...and Lupin's heart. Enjoy and please, please let me know what you think...there will be much more to come in future days.

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Anna smiled. Remus took this as a sign of encouragement, or at the very least permission, and slid his hands up under her blouse slowly. The soft full curve of her breasts yielded invitingly to his caress; he noted with pleasure that the bra she wore was very thin and hid nothing from his touch. He lightly stroked his fingertips along the undercurve of her breasts, taking his time, in no hurry and wanting very much to explore her slowly, though her long slow intake of breath excited him and he felt his erection stiffen even more. It was feeling quite urgent now; he willed himself to remain in control, not wanting to give in to passion and miss this first tender, langorous learning of her.

But god help him, it was hard.

For so long he had stolen glimpses of her when she wasn't looking, taking in the shape of her body with his eyes, noting the fullness of her breasts as they moved inside her blouse, the way they bulged out at the sides of her ribcage when Sirius hugged her tightly to him, the way they squished out between his fingers when he gave them a playful squeeze any time he thought Remus wasn't watching. But what his old friend didn't realize was that Remus was always watching.

On more than one occasion he himself had been in situations where hugging Anna was both unsuspicious and acceptable; he tried to avoid these situations whenever possible, as it offended his moral sensibilities to entertain lustful feelings toward his best friend's woman. But when it couldn't be avoided, Remus found himself with the conflicting emotions of guilt and pleasure as Anna's warm body pressed against his in an innocent hug of affectionate greeting.

It was during these times that Remus battled most fiercely with himself, willing his male hormones not to be affected by the nearness of her, the scent of her head tucked neatly under his chin, her soft lush breasts pushing deliciously into his chest. He always made a conscious effort to play it nonchalant, releasing her quickly and giving her a friendly pat on the back, hoping no one noticed how deeply he inhaled her hair or how quickly he stepped away and averted his gaze to anywhere except her face. He had never forgotten his utter mortification the one time he'd been unsuccessful in controlling his reaction to her; the house had been cold, it was early morning, and Anna and Sirius had obviously just risen. She was wearing only her nightdress, which offered no protection from the chill that emanated from the stone walls and floors; Sirius had apparently been insistent upon a speedy breakfast and not given her time to dress or even retrieve a robe. She had smiled when she saw Remus, a warm, genuine smile that lifted his mood instantly, and in a moment of spontenaity had risen to her tiptoes and hugged him.

Caught off guard, Remus' reaction was immediate and unstoppable. To his complete and utter horror, he felt his cock throb violently and stiffen to an instant full-on erection against Anna's hip. He moved quickly away from her, laughing nervously and making some half-jumbled comment about the weather, completely shaken and immediately red-faced. If Anna had felt anything or realized what had just happened, to her immense credit she neither reacted not let on. To this day Remus had no idea whether she had been aware of his stiffy or not; if she was aware, she had carefully and respectfully preserved his dignity by never indicating it to him or anyone else. But he had never, ever forgotten the soft warm sensation of her breasts smooshing into him, her nipples hard and erect from the cold. He had felt them through his shirt, having already removed his robes before she embraced him, and the contrasting hardness of them combined with the incredible softness and pliability of her breasts had completely, totally, and irrevocably undone him.

And now here he stood, mere inches away from her, so close the heat from her body was warming him, with those much thought-about breasts in his hands. Some of his initial nervousness at touching her had abated; he had not fumbled about as he had feared he would, and she had welcomed his touch, or at least had not shied away from it, and Remus felt emboldened with the knowledge that what he was doing seemed pleasurable to her. He tentatively slid his thumbs up over the swell of her breasts and stroked her nipples slowly, very lightly, through the thin fabric of her bra. They stiffened instantly, hardening under his thumbs, straining against the barrier shielding them from full contact with the source of the pleasure. He felt her tremble slightly, and gave her breasts a very gentle squeeze.

"Shall we move to the bedroom where we can start a fire?" Remus asked quietly, not wanting to break the moment but not wanting to stand in the parlor all night either when there were more intimate areas in the house that could be utilized.

Warmer areas, with beds.

Anna looked at him for a moment, her eyes far away but still somehow managing to convey a closeness, a very real and affecting sense of right-here-right-now, and Remus half expected her to pull away from him, to remove his hands from under her blouse and end the moment, possibly forever. A moment passed with them each holding the other's gaze, reading, interpreting, feeling.

The moment passed. Anna nodded.

Remus reluctantly removed his hands from under her clothing and held one out to her, smiling gently as she took it and allowed him to lead her to the bedchamber wing.

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TO BE CONTINUED