the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]

"loud or loudly; to preform or written to be preformed loudly" falling for him was like sitting amidst an orchestra while every member played the selected piece as loud as they could. messy, dangerous, and a bad idea from the beginning. but i loved every minute of it.