"I'm glad you stayed Bruce." Remus turned to face the man lying beside him on his bed.
"This place still creeps me out though." Bruce scanned the room, looking for anything that may be lurking in the corners.
"The shack is safe. We can't destroy it because of the magic, and people won't come here because it's creepy. It's our place Bruce, it is safe." Bruce pulled his lover closer, breathing in his scent with his kiss.
"We truly are lost souls."
"It really means a lot to me you know."
"What?" Bruce looked concerned.
"Staying with me. You know... While I change. Not that I actually remember any of it."
"Well, you do the same for me."
"But it's not the same. And I appreciate it anyway." Bruce was about to speak, but he was silenced with another kiss.
"Do it Remus" at bruce's words a feral growl purred from lupin's throat as he moved to straddle the avenger, green hue hinting at Bruce's complexion at his surprise. An arm pulled Bruce's torso up, lips meeting his, soft ad hard moans escaping from both of them and merging into one.
Remus pushed the covers away with his legs, then replacing them to pin the doctor back into his desires position. Remus teased himself at Bruce's entrance.
There was a cry of pain and of pleasure, as each man called the other's name in complete unison. Pleasure out weighed pain, and increasingly so with each thrust. It was refreshing not being able to hurt each other, whether protected by the hulk or by magic. It was nice not to have to hold back.
"So uh... You said your wand was six and a half inches, and um... hard wood if I am correct?"
Remus nodded.
"Interesting..."