AN: Random, random pairing. But it is love. Ron/Remus. A Big thank you to SarcasticCapricorn for being a wonderful friend and Beta-ing XD. OMG You are NC-17 femslash. -
Remus Lupin leaned against the closed door of a well-used room in the Burrow, cool on the outside and contemplating very naughty thoughts on the inside. He couldn't help it; he couldn't control his own imagination. There was this young man sitting on his bed pouring out his soul and asking for advice.
"I mean, you've been in love… Haven't you?" He asked, so innocent and naïve to the ideas thundering through Remus's head.
"I've been once." The werewolf admitted and allowed himself to give a sad smile.
The boy made eye contact with the older man and returned the gesture that sent a blast of heat below Remus's belt. "Was it Sirius?"
Remus paused, unsure of how to respond to such a query. "Yes. Yes, it was." For a brief moment Remus closed his eyes in memory bliss.
"Sorry." The younger man replied and he sounded sincere. Remus gave the boy a once over. Over his shaggy crimson hair and the body that was filled out so nicely, save for being just a tad lanky… Remus couldn't help but chuckle.
"You could have given old Sirius a run for his money." It was an off-handed statement that he hadn't meant for to slip out. Ron blushed a deep red and nervously ran his fingers through his hair.
Ron licked his lips and Remus watched as his tongue darted out, leaving his mouth to glisten just a bit. "Lets hope Hermione thinks so…"
Remus struggled with himself to stay calm. Ron wasn't teasing him on purpose… he merely was a bloke that was naturally handsome. "Yes, Hermione. How, ah, are you planning to, er, whatever it is you're planning to do to her?"
He stood from his post at his bed and made his way to Remus in long, gawky strides. "Well, you see, I haven't exactly thought that part out yet. I mean, I know what I want to do to her but –but that's not something that Hermione would agree to. I don't even know if I see myself with her anymore."
The boy was still a good two yards away from him but it was close enough for Remus to see all the individual freckles that stretched across his features, to see all the careless wrinkles sprawled across his T-Shirt and the faded fabric of his jeans. Remus took a step forward and let a couple images of Ron ravishing someone fall into his line of vision. "Right… and those things would be?" He was almost murmuring his words now and he could see a flicker of unknown emotion filter through Ron's eyes for a moment.
Ron reached up and grabbed roughly at Remus' robes, making the older man smile out of surprise at the fortuitous turn things had just taken. "Just things that I know I wouldn't get away with." Remus smashed their bodies together, kissing and being kissed furiously, and won the upper hand. He backed Ron hard into the wall across the room, both stumbling clumsily.
A knock at the door caused the two to jump apart just as it opened and Molly walked in. "I thought I heard some horsing around and figured Fred and George came home early…" She eyed the two suspiciously.
"Must have been the ghoul upstairs, you know how he gets." Ron said quickly and the two men made eye contact and knew somehow that this would happen again in the near future.
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