[He just stays there a moment, kissing Remus softly, tiny, little kisses against his cheek and ear.
And then he moves back into motion, his fingers undoing buttons and zippers, divesting Remus to the best of his ability. Every time he uncovers new skin, his mouth touches it, kissing collarbones and chest and the skin of Remus' stomach, until finally he's pulling a chair to sit in front of him.]
Can I?
[It's almost cheeky, because yes, of course he can.]
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And then he moves back into motion, his fingers undoing buttons and zippers, divesting Remus to the best of his ability. Every time he uncovers new skin, his mouth touches it, kissing collarbones and chest and the skin of Remus' stomach, until finally he's pulling a chair to sit in front of him.]
Can I?
[It's almost cheeky, because yes, of course he can.]