Authors note: I have made this story together with my friend

Authors note: I have made this story together with my friend.

If there are faults in this story than don't sooth us because English is not are usually languish

Disclaimer: I'm not the owner of the characters

Warning: Don't like slash than don't read because you won't find something else

The Dessert

It was twilight, and once again Remus had worked hard in the kitchen and had
prepared a romantic diner.

We had been a long time since we'd enjoyed each other, or had a romantic
evening. Ever since the arrival of Harry; Remus and I did all we could to
support our friends, Lily and James Potter, with their parental
responsibilities. But tonight we would spend no time on crying baby's. This
evening was for us and our love only

Slowly I bend forwards to thank my dear werewolf for the lovely diner. My
lips touch his, I pull back with a playful smile on my face.

"Fancy dessert?" he asks seductively, before I know it my boyfriend is
sitting in my lap; eating chocolate mousse with his index and a teasing look
on his face. Not longer able to resist, I grasp his wrist and put his finger
in my mouth. As I am suckling his finger like a baby ( No, Sirius no thinking
about baby's now!!) Remus closes his eyes and moans softly in pleasure.

I let go of his finger and whisper quietly in his ear; " I want so much
more.". He responds with a passionate kiss.

My fingers find the buttons of his shirt and as I start unbuttoning them,
Remus' s hands disappear under my tshirt which I take off quickly; dropping
it carelessly on the floor.

Remus' hands caress my back, playfully I grab them and pull him to the
bedroom.

My werewolf stands behind me and pulls off his shirt so I can feel his
scarred skin against my backside Turning around I push the lycanthrope on the
bed. Full of desire I move towards him. I open the zipper of his pants with my
teeth, and pull his pants off his hips. Groaning, his hands entangle
themselves in my black hair.

With my hands I lower the elastic of his boxers and let my tong pleasure him.