Take Her in Your Arms

warning: This chapter contains sexual acts between two consenting adults- that's why this fic is rated R. If you're not 17, you shouldn't be reading this at all. If you are 17 or older and want to read a little smuttiness, please continue. If you are 17 and older and don't want to read a little smuttiness, click to the next chapter now or the big red X at the top right hand corner of your screen.

Chapter 7

It's gettin' hot in here, so...

"Yours," Tonks answered lowly and Remus scooped her up, kicked his bedroom door open, then closed as the couple, already enraptured in deep kisses, tumbled into the giant velvet trimmed bed.

Throwing her onto the mattress, Tonks burst out in colorful laughter at his energy, as Lupin lit a candle, shrugged off his shoes and bounced down beside her on the bed, instantly raining kisses down her cheeks and neck. "I don't think I've ever seen you this enthused about something; except maybe when you're battling Malfoy!"

Lupin, pausing momentarily, "I'd much rather do this than battling deatheaters." Then kissing her throat, long and hard until Tonks began to pant, he continued, "And I don't believe I've ever lack energy where a woman is concerned, just focus."

Running her hands through his salty hair as he slowly began unbuttoning her cardigan, "And now you've discovered focus?"

"Although, it's been clear for sometime; destroy or conquer."

Tonks pulled his chin upward, so his pale eyes were looking into hers, "What?"

He donned a silly smile, "Ooops, that's the deatheater strategy. I have quite a different game when it comes to you." Pulling the thin, pink angora sweater apart, he revealed a black lace bra and two plump little breasts, which he kissed tenderly, whispering lowly, "Yes, it's slow and steady that wins Nymphadora."

She laughed again.

Then gazing into her eyes, as he pushed down the black lace, fingers grazing her sensitive skin, "Of course I do have some tactical approaches, but I'd much rather show you, then tell you about then."

Then lips replacing fingers, she squeaked out, "Ahhh! Agreed."

As her desire grew, her abdomen heating at his continued toying, she pulled as his shirt. "Take this off." She huskily commanded.

His voice rasping, protesting, "I want tonight to be about you."

"Please," she begged, "I need to feel you, Remus. I need to touch you." Her request was beyond desire.

Sitting up he unbuttoned his oxford shirt, and immediately, Tonks flung herself against him, licking and biting at his chest.

"Wait," he caught her arms and held her still; confusion in her eyes. "My body isn't..." How could he say it, "isn't young. The wolf..."

His pain was apparent and Tonks stopped his words by placing a finger to his lips. "Shhhh, my love." Then kissing him very slowly, both hands on his face, she reiterated her earlier testimony, "I love you, Remus; regardless of the scars in your heart or on your flesh."

Lupin's chest heaved up and down with nervousness and Tonks pushed off his shirt, and looked upon his naked chest. Usually when he made love to a woman, he was careful to blow out the candles before he undressed or he would find some excuse to leave his shirt on altogether. This was different; this was like the first time. He closed his eyes, so he wouldn't have to see her expression of disgust.

Then suddenly, he felt something remarkable; her small hands against his skin, running through his chest hair and skimming over his shoulders to the bite. Fingers ran against the ridged folds of flesh that healed in scarred lines of red whelps. The wolf's teeth had torn his shoulder muscles, tendons and bones into shreds and even the best healers were never able to mend what the beast had done. The result was deep crevasses of frayed, ragged scars which resulted in the visual disfiguration of his left shoulder.

Suddenly, smooth, warm lips moved against his clavicle, then skimming over, he felt movement against the bite, he flinched in surprise and fear.

"Oh sorry! Does it still hurt?" Tonks asked as her fingers traced around the edges.

"No, it's just, I'm not use to anyone touching me there."

She smiled sweetly, "Well, I plan on touching you everywhere, so you better get use to it." Then, for the first time, he watched her as her fingers roved across the flayed flesh. Looking up, as if she noticed his gazed on her, she casually added, "It's just a scar."

"Yes," he said, taking her hand. "But most women find it... repulsive." He confessed, breathing still heavy.

Her dark eyes sincere, burning into his soul like an engraver's needle, "I find nothing about you repulsive."

He knew no other way to express his emotion at that moment than pulling her strongly to his chest and kissing her.

Then pushing back, she muttered, "Wait", and in an instant, her bra dropped to the bed sheets.

His long fingers drifted to her thin waist, "You are so beautiful."

Pulling herself against him, flesh against flesh, they kissed and touched; hands mutually splaying over naked skin. "My gods! You're incredible," she whispered into his ear, as he once again dipped his head and offered her breasts homage.

Then laying her down into the sheets, he sat upward and began to unsnap her jeans, "These really must go."

"Okay," she replied, dazed by lust as he tugged the denim off of her smooth legs, and tossed in into the floor.

Then slowly, his thin lips kissed across her belly, hands messaging against every part of naked flesh. Eventually, his kisses reached the low dip of her black satin knickers. Long fingers delve beneath the fabric, caressing the moist womanly flesh beneath. Moving his body beside hers, he licked and kissed her throat as his fingers continued to explore her sex; finally, pushing into her with a swift motion.

Tonks cried out, hips bucking against his fingers.

"You're so tight," he whispered, panting against her ear, the hardness of his erection pushing against the side of her hip with lascivious need.

Tonks dug her nails into Lupin's shoulders, "I'm so close, please Remus," her dark eyes twinkled through a desirous haze.

Moving his fingers out of her, he began encircling her most tender spot.

"Oh no!" She caught his arm, hips pulling away from him, she smiled at Lupin's confusion. "I want you to make love to me."

"I wanted tonight to please you. Are you sure that's what you want? I can finish now."

Tonks pulled up and kissed him, "What pleases me is you. I want you."

And there was no denying it, "Sweet Merlin, I want you too."

Then pushing against his chest, Lupin found himself lying back down with a ferociously hot Nymphadora Tonks making quick work of his belt and trousers. Then, slipping off his pathetically boring boxers.

Note to self, buy Remus cute animal print shorts. Grrrr, baby!

Tonks began a repeat performance of her morning act.

Remus, already heated from their foreplay and now nearly over the edge from naughty cuddlings, grabbed his lover's shoulders, "Nymphadora, you must stop!" He cried out, hands then knotting in the bed sheets.

Licking her lips and smiling mischievously, she pulled off her satin shorts and straddled Lupin, feeling wicked, her natural black hair unmorphed and spilled over her shoulders as she pushed down against his hardened flesh; taking him in, inch by inch.

"Oh god!" Remus cried out again, as Tonks rode atop him, his hands tightly against her rounded hips. It was something he had never experienced. Perhaps he was old fashioned; no, that wasn't true, because he really, really liked it this was. The bottom line was difficult for him to admit; he was untried and admittedly inexperienced with sex.

"Is this okay," Tonks asked, her body curling down against his, still moving in a rhythmic tempo.

"Yes, very nice", was all he could force himself to say at the moment, they could talk about it later as far as his libido was concerned.

Tonks laughed, thinking to herself I'm fucking his brains out and all he can say is 'very nice'. Gods! That's so Remus!

After more panting, more movement, Nymphadora's thighs tightened, pushing down tight against him, she cried out, her body quaking as pleasure erupted within. A grin wider than a Cheshire cat spread across her face, "That was very nice Mr. Lupin."

It took Remus a moment to figure out his next move, "Well Ms. Tonks, we're certainly not finished here." He said, then toppling her back into mattress, he spread her legs, and plunged back into his lover. Her body fully accepting him as he thrust deeply into her again and again; both experience tantric pleasures until Remus's body reached organism; his muscles twitching as he softy called her name.

After Lupin had a moment to recover, Tonks remarked, "You know, you're a moaner."

Remus chucked, pulling away from her, "And you're very naughty; jumping on me like that."

Perching on her elbows, "I was in the moment. So do you like it on top or bottom best? I think most men like it on top."

Running his fingers through his hair, still trying to catch his breath, "I think I'll need a few more test runs before I can come to a final conclusion."

"Now you're sounding like a professor even in bed." Tonks tilted her head curiously, "Are you saying that you've never done it with the girl on top."

"Ummm...No."

Okay, he's still a little shy when it comes to talking about his sex life. This is very cute. Need to know more.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"How many woman have you been with, Remus?" Tonks asked, feeling a little twinge of jealousy.

Author's note: The conclusion of this story is in the next chapter which is almost done, will be posted soon. Sorry for the abrupt change, but just in case you don't want to read about sex (why not, I can't imagine), you can still read the conclusion of this story. Again, thanks for the reviews!