𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖘 𝖔𝖓 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊

43

"Come on, we're going to get caught." Remus laughs as he tugs her down the corridor. It's way past curfew at this point, and the halls are deathly silent. The boy's even gone so far as to pull out the marauders map to make sure that neither of them are going to run into anyone accidentally.

Curce quickens her pace, struggling to keep up with his long strides as he speeds down the corridor. "We'll be fine." She insists. Even if they do cross paths with anyone, she can always shift into her animagus form, and he has the excuse of being out of bed because he's a prefect.

"It's just through here." Remus grins, tugging the two of them into the prefects' bathroom, which is thankfully empty.

Circe's eyes widen as she lays eyes on the large bath in front of her. Given that it's open to all of the prefects, she hadn't expected it to be so nice. The dim lights and the bubbles in the bath, which is radiating steam, really do create a romantic atmosphere. "It's nice."

Remus quirks his eyebrow up at her. "Didn't I tell you it is? Don't tell me you didn't believe me?" He teases.

"Well, I didn't really know if I should believe you or not, given that it's a school bathroom." Circe retorts, kicking off her shoes and socks. "Are you sure that no one else will come in?" She asks him, eyeing up the door. There's loads of prefects, and there's no telling if one of them will also find themselves coming in for a late night bath with their partner.

Remus, who's already ripped off his t-shirt, nods. "I'm sure, I told the other prefects that Dumbledore said that it's closed for maintenance this morning." He mirrors Circe's grin as she looks him up and down. "I don't think we have anything to worry about."

"A prefect lying to the other prefects?" She laughs, wrapping her arms around his waist, pressing her mostly bare chest against his. The boy's coarse skin due to the sheer number of scars sending shivers down her spine. "How mischievous."

Remus, despite having seen her breasts on numerous occasions, still flushes as he feels them pressed against him. When they do it before the full moon, he always feels so in control between the two of them - more in charge. However, given that it's a few weeks off, that isn't the case right now. Circe has him wrapped right around her little finger, and she knows it.

She pulls off her skirt, tossing it to the side, and it's forgotten in mere seconds. Circe takes a few steps back, allowing him to take her in in her full glory. "Aren't you going to take your trousers off for me?" She asks him, tilting her head as she looks at the tent already fully formed in his pants.

"Y-yes." Remus gulps and nods as she licks her lips, quickly undoing his belt. He doesn't remove his eyes from her for a second, still in disbelief that a girl like her would ever go for someone like him. Whilst he is ready to forgive Sirius at this point, he can't help but enjoy how protective Circe has been over him. How angry she has been on his behalf. His. It only makes him a hell of a lot more attracted to her.

His hands shake in anticipation as he tugs his trousers off as quickly as possible - not wanting to wait for a second longer for her to take him. Circe grins when he's done, pulling her hair over her shoulder and turning away from him. "Will you?" A gasp escaping his throat as his warm, rough hands run over her shoulder.

Remus takes his time as he runs his hands down her back, savouring how soft her skin is compared to his. His fingers trace over her back muscles before finally reaching the clasp of her red bra - undoing it with ease. The boy slowly slides the straps down, tossing the bra away when it's been removed completely. He frowns when she's doesn't turn back around to face him, but his expression quickly shifts as her thong huts hum square in the face.

"You've been wearing this all day?" Remus asks her, removing it from his face and staring at the underwear in surprise. It's nothing more than a piece of string. She's been wearing it all day, and this is the first time he's gotten to see them?