Note: This story is AU sometime between the 5th and 6th book. I don't own the characters. :) Please review!
Tonks lay on the sofa softly snoring. She was covered with her blue quilt and curled up on her side, a magazine on the floor. Remus stood in the doorway looking at her and smiling. Gods, how he loved her. He hadn't meant to fall for her, it was only meant to be a lark between friends to keep the dark thoughts away, and now here they were and she was carrying his child. She was so cute asleep with a hand under her check and snoring. Wait she was snoring! He smiled and went to sit down on the sofa beside her. She stirred as he sat down and opened her eyes to look at him. She smiled sleepily at him and stretched.
"Wotcher," she murmured. He loved to watch her stretch she reminded him of a little cat. When he told her this the first time he saw her stretch like that she had grinned at him right before she changed to a tabby color. "What time is it?" "Quarter to six," he said brushing a curl out of her eyes.
"Oh, bullocks! I told Molly I'd help her with supper," she said starting to get up. Remus stopped her from moving farther.
"I am sure she understands, Tonks. Besides I don't think she will miss you that much in the kitchen," he teased. She smirked at him and lay back down. "Probably not," she said grinning.
"Besides I told her why you needed the lie down and she threw me out of the kitchen. She told me to go check on you," he said grinning slyly and winking. Her face turned bright red.
"Oh Remus you didn't!" She cried burying her face in her hands.
"Well yes, I told her about the noise you make when I-" He was cut off by her throwing a hand over his mouth.
"Stop!" she said turning even redder as she remembered what his hands did that indeed caused her to make that noise. He was quite the lover and he had ravished her this morning just as he promised the night before. No wonder she had needed a nap she thought slyly. He shook his head and she removed her hand.
"I told her you were up waiting on me and I got an earful for it," he said nuzzling her neck. She shivered as he trailed kisses down her neck. He was marvelous at the seducing game. It must have been all those years tomcatting with Sirius. Muggle woman or witch, no one was immune to the charm they displayed and the rowdy nights they promised.
"Told me I was irresponsible to let you in your condition…," he moved up to her ear, "wear yourself out…," she gasped as he sucked on her earlobe and he chuckled into her ear causing chills to race up and down her body. "…waiting on an old man like me," he finished now tracing her jaw with kisses.
"Your-not-old," she gasped right before he covered her mouth with his own. He stretched out beside her and stroked her back, arms and breasts as he explored her mouth. She ran her own hands across his lean body in a seductive manner causing the same sorts of reactions in him. They were both breathing heavy when minutes later he pulled away from her and rested his forehead against hers.
"If we don't stop now neither one of us will get any supper," he said hoarsely. "Oh yes we will," she said slyly, rubbing noses with him and winking. He laughed and pulled her tighter against him.
"Not the kind Molly had in mind," he said sitting up and pulling her with him. "If we must," she said pinching his bum as he stood up. She laughed at him this time and arms wrapped around each other they ventured down to the kitchen for their supper.