Unbridled Ache | Remus x Hermione

CHAPTER SIX: YOURS

"I would die for your heaven

I could lie here forever"

"Hurry up, we're going to be late!" Hermione called as she fixed her hair in the mirror, desperately trying to make it look like the reason for their delayed arrival was not mind blowing sex.

Remus jaunted out of their bedroom, pulling his jumper over his head. Hermione mourned the loss of his sculpted chest. If they were already late, what would a few more minutes be? They could have another quick hard shag. Her eyes glazed over and glittered at the thought.

"Oh no, Mrs. Lupin. I've been told that we are late. Keep those dirty thoughts to yourself." Remus' smirk was downright devilish. It was moments like this that made it painfully obvious why he had fit in so well with the Marauders. Beneath his prim and proper exterior was a downright cheeky bastard.

He spanked her arse lightly as he passed, righting his jumper properly and then holding out his hand. Hermione took his outstretched hand, feeling his warmth and sturdiness. His fingers closed around hers, his thumb rubbing a small pattern on her wrist.

With a turn on their heels they both disapparated.

Although Hermione had been here what felt like hundreds of times over the years, never had it felt so daunting. This would be the first time that she and Remus would be out together as a couple. Since the wedding festivities that is.

"You alright?" Hermione asked gently.

She had seen how the last couple days had been on him with the new moon approaching so quickly. Remus was tired, and although he tried to hide she could see how his shoulders drooped and the bags under his eyes had deepened. Remus claimed that the lack of sleep was from the nearly outrageous amount of sex they were having through the night, but Hermione knew otherwise. She tried to convince him to stay home and rest but he had insisted on showing up with her today.

With Remus' hand still in hers, she raised her other hand and opened the door.

"Harry! Ginny! We're here!" She called out into the foyer.

"Why, it's about time." Ginny's head poked out from the sitting room. Her eyes locked in on their joined hands and she raised her eyebrow. "I see now why you're both so late."

"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about." Hermione said primly as she headed towards her ginger friend.

"You might not, but the love bite on your neck sure does." Ginny quipped back.

Hermione whipped her head around to Remus with a flush. "You didn't think to tell me?"

It didn't seem possible, but his smirk reached a new level of smug. He pulled her into his body by their still joined hands so that he could place a kiss on her forehead. Remus' eyes were smouldering, and Hermione couldn't look away. She loved how much more confident he had gotten with her over the last couple days.

"Didn't want to make us any later. And anyways," His used his other hand to stroke the mark on her neck below her jaw that he had made earlier, "I like the way it looks on you."

A small squeal caused Hermione to blink back into focus. Ginny was still standing there, but now she was sporting a full on grin and wide eyes.

Hermione tried to pull away from Remus in slight embarrassment, but he held her steady. Damn him.

"Come on then, everyone's in here."

The fire was roaring and there were several half empty glasses of wine scattered between the occupants of the room. It was only a small gathering, members of the Golden Trio and their significant others.