*It was nearing the dreaded night that her dear friend Remus hated. He had been acting especially off lately, leaving the room every time she entered. She wondered if she'd done anything to upset him, and decided to confront him about it tomorrow when she got home from work.*

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She flooed into the fireplace at Number 12 Grimmauld Place. She dusted off her long purple robes, and headed to the kitchen to put down her bag and start dinner. "Remus!" She called out "Ginny? Harry? Siruis? You guys there?"

She heard nothing, so she dropped her stuff on the kitchen table, shrugging off her robes in the process and laying them there. She had on normal work attire- a nice skirt and blouse, with a matching suit jacket. Her heels clicked on the scruffed up wooden floor as she walked into the kitchen.

Remus's eyes glinted at her from the shadows as he walked into view, grabbed her and pushed her against the counter, with a gleam in his eyes

"Rr-Remus?" she asked in a shaky voice. "What're you do-"

She was silenced by his mouth on hers. She moaned into his mouth, and he took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, their tongues dueling.

He tasted like cinnamon, and this whole thing was really turning her on. She was sure her panties were soaked. She couldn't tell if it was the dominance, the passionate glint in his eye, the fact that it was Remus- her dead sexy professor or all of the above.

His hand roamed to her chest, and began undoing buttons, and she returned the favor, desperate to have skin on skin contact with him. Her skin burned in his wake and every nerve was alight with the delicious flame.

He ducked his head down to her chest, and she tipped her head up and enjoyed the ride. He quickly unfastened her lacey bra and took a nipple into his mouth, swirling with his tongue. She arched her back, her body begging him for more contact. his hand came up and grabbed the other one, pinching and rolling the nipple. She gasped and made other unintellible noises.

She had no clue what he was doing to her body, or why she didn't stop him but it felt sooo good. Her mind switched off. She slid her skirt off, and realized what that achey feeling she was feeling down there. She looked down at his body, and saw his pants tenting with his need.

She slid her skirt down as best she could amidst his -attentions- to her chest wreaking havoc on her nervous system and thoughts. She felt lighter than air. She felt the air hit her damp panties and shivered in anticipation.

She slid his shirt off, caressing his toned, scarred abdomen and back, admiring the huge muscles in his arms, and tugged at his waistband to get him to take them off- she couldn't think straight.

He looked up into her eyes, and she only partly recognized what she saw there. She saw unrestrained lust, and his eyes asking her for her permission to devour her body. She nodded her consent, and he unexpectedly picked her up and carried her over to the table, depositing her on the edge and kneeling down on the floor.

She didn't know what to expect- she'd never done THIS before. Sure, she'd had sex, but THIS, these feelings and the way her skin was on fire and her innermost parts ached for him, was all new to her.

He sat up, and gently pushed her legs apart, inclining his head in. "Oh boy" She thought "he's goanna do that thing I read about in that one bo-"

her thoughts were cut off when he licked her from bottom to top. Her back arched, her breasts protruded further into the night air. That felt so good, so warm.

He swirled his tongue up and down some more, deliberatley avoiding her where she wanted him most.

He suddenly drew back. She ground her hips into the air wantonly, desperate for more friction. He looked up at her, and a very sexy, naughty smirk appeared on his visage.

He resumed his affections, this time driving his tongue right into her

She saw stars.

He continued this way, his nose brushing her clit. She could feel something in her belly akin to a spring uncoiling and butterflies flying around frantically, and knew she was going to come, and very soon.

'Remusssss' she hissed. She ground into his face, wanting that last little bit to send her over that edge. His hand came up, and pinched her nipple.

She fell. She felt like she was flying up towards the ceiling, and falling into a canyon at the same time. Colors blurred and she forgot her name.

Remus lapped at her juices until she was finished. She couldn't move for the moment, but he stood up.

Oh, he looked beautiful. The amber eyes, the honey colored hair, the extremely tight body, and his glory protruding a full 10 inches out at her. He leaned down, and picked her up into his arms. He carried her upstairs, and into his room."

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AN: ^my first sex scene^ whaddya think?

hint: they're in the bedroom next. :D