Summary: Tonks convinces Remus of the lack of applicability of the line "too old, too poor and too dangerous." Warning: Adult situation
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AN: RLNT double drabble (200 words), including the title. This was written years ago, even before Against Hope, but ended up forgotten in my computer.
When HBP first came out, there was a sudden surge of fanfics sporting that very tired line. This was me selling out and hopping on the bandwagon (and resistance to the sudden rush was my reason for not posting it years back).
Set sometime after the hospital scene when Bill was bitten but before DH.
That Line
"I can't believe you used that line on me."
Remus stopped fondling her breasts long enough to raise a questioning eyebrow.
Tonks mewled in protest and repositioned his hands. "You know, the one you lament on being too old, too poor, too dangerous."
Remus ground his hips against hers while muttering into the crook of her neck in between licks and nips, "I am too old, too poor and too dangerous."
"Poor? If you mean lacking, I think certain-" she looked down meaningfully and squeezed- "body parts compensate for that."
Remus made a sound that was half-laugh, half-groan. He lifted her legs around his waist, effectively stopping the teasing movement of her hand, and thrust into her in one fluid motion that had her pinned against the door behind her.
Tonks' head fell against his shoulder as Remus set the pace.
"And the way you move- ah, harder, harder, yes, like that Remus- why you can't be that old at all…." The rest of her sentence was lost on a scream.
Thrusting into her one last time, Remus leaned into her, crushing her against the door.
Finally catching her breath, a sated Tonks whispered, "but you're definitely dangerous."