"Ummm". Hermione moaned, biting her lip. "Remus", she said breathlessly "how do I let go?"
Remus sat up and looked at her. He grabbed her by the waist and gently raised her up to sit next to him. "Remus what are you doing?"
"I am going to tell you and show you how to let go". Remus said as he untied her hands.
"I want you to relax, Hermione. Take a few deep breaths". Remus said as he rubbed her wrists with his hands.
"You are a planner, wanting to predict everything, trying to prevent bad things from happening to everyone else. That may have been good when you were fighting Voldemort, but it is not good now". Remus said as he lightly kissed her left wrist which made Hermione sigh softly.
"Feels good?" Remus asked. Hermione nodded and smiled at him.
"Control is rooted in fear. So focused on either the past or the future, never present in the moment. You micromanage, get in your own way" Remus said as he kissed her right wrist.
"I want you to let go because I want you to feel everything in its fullness. There is freedom in that choice. I want you to be free, to be relaxed. I want you to be in the moment, right here with me, when I make you cum. Do you understand?" Remus asked.
Hermione frowned "Isn't that weak, Remus? Isn't it selfish to allow someone else to take care of you, when you can take care of yourself?"
Remus laughed at the earnestness of her questions and her eyes. "What's so funny?" Hermione asked, a hurt expression touching her features.
Remus took both her hands in his and said, "Your expression reminds me of a student I used to have. Her hands always up in the air, her hair wild around her face" Remus said as he touched her hair gently with one of his hands. "So eager to prove herself, to prove that she was good enough. Hermione blushed remembering, she turned her face away ashamed.
She was so smart, so talented" Remus said as he let go of her hand and lightly touched her face and turned it so he could look right in her eyes "so beautiful. The sad part was even though she understood so much, she didn't understand her own worth".
"To answer your question, No. It takes more strength and courage to trust someone enough to allow them to take control".
"You think I'm beautiful, Remus?"
"Yes, I do. I always have".
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Author's Note: Honestly, I don't know where the hell this story is going. I never saw this coming when I started writing this. This is actually an interesting development. I'll have to think about what to do, and where I should take this. I am thinking of a few ideas right now (all of which I want to include, but I just need to figure out the best order). If it goes the way I am currently leaning, I think it will start getting really good within the next couple of chapters (hopefully).
