A/N: I, of course, own nothing but the plot.

It was a few days after the Order meeting. A few days after Tonks had breakfast with Remus. Her dreams were coming more frequently, sometimes two or three times a night. Every night she'd wake up wanting to go to Remus' room and act out her dreams with him. And every night she was stuck alone in her room wanting him. She was having a hard time just being in the same room with him and not pouncing on him. She wanted him, and she wanted him bad.

The full moon was coming up in two more days and Tonks could feel the stress radiating from Remus. He was getting edgy, and even their banter had been strained over the past few days. His muscles were bunched and tense and he stalked around the old manor like a caged animal. She had even heard him snap at the portrait of old Mrs. Black the other day.

Tonks was wandering around late that evening when she heard Remus in the kitchen. From the sound of it, he had just dropped something and was calling whatever it was nasty names. Cautiously, she walked into the kitchen and found Remus standing over the stove holding his hand with the tea kettle on the floor spilling boiling water everywhere.

She muttered a quick spell to clean up the mess and get a fresh cup of water for him before turning to him and trying to take his hand. "Remus, are you okay? What happened?"

"I burned myself." He growled at her, eyes flashing dangerously, although he let her keep his hand.

She summoned some ice and a towel and gingerly pressed it to his hand, steering him into a chair. "Here hold this to it for a bit, it'll help. I don't really know too many healing spells. I wouldn't want to do more damage to you now."

He took the towel and held it to his hand, calming down enough to smile his thanks at her. He let out a low growl though when he felt her hands rubbing the back of his neck and shoulders. "What are you doing?"

"Just giving you a massage. Relax, it'll help. Just close your eyes and relax."

He closed his eyes as instructed but was finding it hard to relax. Her small hands worked their way over his shoulders and down his back loosening the tense muscles they found. Up and down his back and across his shoulders her hands went, fingers working their way into him, occasionally making him let loose a low moan. She leaned in a bit and with her mouth just barely grazing his ear whispered, "Relax, Remus. Just enjoy."

'Oh, like I'm going to be able to relax now!' his mind screamed as her breath warmed him and he started to become aroused. Her hands worked their way onto his neck and into his hair, kneading his scalp and his neck. He could smell her, she was radiating desire. His mind raced trying to comprehend what his senses were telling him. 'She wants me!' they were shouting. 'What are you waiting for, you fool? You want her too, don't you? You've been thinking about it since the other morning. Make a move already.' He told himself. Remus leaned his head back and started to turn his body. He was going to make a move, he was going to kiss her. Just as he started to lean in towards her the door slammed open and in walked Severus Snape.

Snape was carrying a decanter with him and slammed it onto the table with a sneer. "Hope I wasn't interrupting anything, Lupin." he sneered nastily. He made Remus' name sound dirty the way he said it and Tonks started to get agitated. "However, I figured you might be wanting your potion for this month."

"Yes, thank you Severus." Remus replied politely. Underneath it all he was rather irritated at Snapes timing. But he wasn't about the let him know. 'Let him draw his own conclusions, the prat.' he thought savagely. Remus quickly drank down the Wolfsbane potion, knowing by now that it had to be drunk hot to get any kind of an effect. "Ugh, disgusting." Remus muttered quietly under his breath.

Snape snatched up the container and turned to leave the room mumbling, "Just like the person who has to take it."

Tonks glared at Snape and ground out, "The only one in this room that could be considered disgusting is you, Snape."

Snape spun around, his black robes billowing out behind him. "What was that? What did you say to me?" he bellowed, his usual elegance gone.

"You heard me." She growled taking a step towards him. Remus put a hand on her shoulder to stop her though. "Don't," he whispered. "This isn't worth it."

"So, the Werewolf needs a woman to protect him now, does he?" Snape purred menacingly, tilting his head to the side to study Remus critically. "Can't you even stand up for yourself, Lupin?"

Tonks glared at Snape and shrugged Remus' hand off her shoulder, her face turning more and more red by the second. "Don't you talk to him like that!" she screeched, balling her hands into fists at her side.

Remus put both his hands on her shoulders and tried pulling her back towards him. He was beginning to worry she was going to take a swing at Snape any second now. "Tonks, come on. He's not worth it. Leave it be," he murmured softly to her rubbing her shoulders lightly. "Severus," he said, turning to Snape, his voice wintry and his usually warm eyes like ice. "I suggest you take your leave. Now!"

Snape glared at the two of them one last time and stalked out of the kitchen, robes billowing, muttering to himself. Out of spite Snape slammed the front door behind him as he swooped out into the moonlight causing Mrs. Black to wake up from behind her curtains and start shrieking through the house, "Traitors! Scum! Mudbloods!"

Rolling his eyes and giving an exasperated Tonks a slight smile, Remus pulled her out with him to go shut the curtains around Mrs. Black. "Oh, shut up, you barmy old bat!" Tonks yelled at her as they yanked her curtains back over the portrait. She still had some steam to let off and the shrieking portrait of Mrs. Black seemed a good enough target to take some of her frustration out on. Remus smiled at her, took her hand, and mouthed 'lets go' to her when they finished with the portrait, and quietly led her back to her room.

When they reached her room Tonks grabbed his arm and yanked him inside with her, closing the door softly. Once safely inside Tonks rounded on him and snapped, "Why do you let that greasy git talk to you like that? Why do you put up with him?"

"That's just the way Severus is, Tonks." He said with a shrug. "He's been like that since I went to school with him," Remus sighed running his fingers though his hair looking more exhausted than he was earlier.

"Well, I don't like it!" Tonks huffed crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at the wall behind Remus. "What gives him the right to waltz around behaving like that?"

Tonks spun around angrily, meaning to stalk around her room, but her foot caught in the carpet behind her and she tripped. She braced herself for impact with the floor, but it never came. Instead she felt strong arms catch her and wrap around her protectively. Remus pulled her back to her feet and guided her over to her bed, telling her to sit down.

"Are you okay?" Remus asked smiling softly down at her.

"Fine." She mumbled back an embarrassed blush creeping up her cheeks. "I'm so clumsy sometimes."

Remus sat down next to her on the bed and ran his fingers through her short black and blue spiky hair thinking of what happened in the kitchen. From her massage, which he had to admit he enjoyed immensely. It had been a long time since he let someone touch him like that. To almost kissing her, something he still wanted to do. And finally focusing on her defending him against Severus. James, Sirius, and Albus were the only ones who had ever defended him against anyone before. They had, of course, all done it out of friendship. Remus knew he considered Tonks a friend, but he wondered after everything else, if maybe, just maybe, she defended him out of something a little more than friendship. He idly caressed her cheek for a second before asking her.

"Tonks?"

"Yes Remus," she replied softly, almost imperceptibly leaning into his caress. She had been wanting him to touch her for months and here he was, in her room, on her bed, their knees were touching, and he was caressing her face. Her eyes darkened slightly with desire, turning them from a clear sapphire blue to indigo.

Remus leaned in slightly and moved his fingers down her cheek, down the side of her neck, and laid them lightly on her shoulder. He could see her want for him in her eyes, his heightened senses could smell it on her, and it was more of an aphrodisiac for him than a dozen love potions taken at once. She wanted him. And he definitely wanted her. 'And I will have her!' he thought to himself. 'I just have to know first.'

"Why did you defend me down there?" He asked softly, fingers tracing light patterns over her shoulder. "You didn't have to, you know."

Tonks looked away from him, the blush that seemed to accompany her changing features whenever he was around now making its way high into her face again. Remus gently turned her to look at him, smiling reassuringly at her. Tonks smiled back and stumbled over the words she was trying to speak.

"I did. Y-you may not think I n-needed to, but I did." She looked away then, her blush glowing more brightly. "I... I like you, Remus." She told him looking back at him.

Hearing what he needed to hear, Remus' currently thin layer of self-control broke and he pulled her roughly to him crushing his mouth to hers. His hands wrapped around her slender waist pulling her astride him as his tongue sought entrance to her mouth. Tonks let out a low moan and pressed herself more tightly against him, winding her fingers in his hair, and allowing him to deepen the kiss. Remus pulled away for a second to take a quick breath and lowered his mouth down to her throat. He kissed and bit his way up to her ear enjoying her soft moans before taking her mouth again in a searing kiss.

Through her lust-crazed mind Tonks registered that Remus was definitely a better kisser than he was in her dreams. The way he kissed her and touched her in her dreams was enough to wake her up sweating and unbearably aroused. 'But this', she thought excitedly, 'this is so much more than I ever imagined. And this is only a kiss!' Tonks arched backwards as Remus' lips left hers and traveled down the collar of her shirt.

"Remus!" Tonks cried out hoarsely pulling his head closer and feeling the wetness pool between her legs as his teeth closed over one of her clothed nipples. Remus let out a low growl and pulled her t-shirt over her head exposing her breasts and stomach to his gaze.

"Merlin, you're gorgeous" he murmured against the soft skin of her throat pulling her tight against him and kissing her again.

Tonks leaned in and nipped his lower lip and smiled at him. "You're a little overdressed." She teased him with a wink, sliding her hands under his jumper. "I don't think you want that, now do you?" With a lusty smile she pulled it over his head and slid her hands down his chest and stomach to the button of his jeans. As she fiddled with the button she leaned in and licked his collarbone and planted little kisses down his chest smiling when he groaned in pleasure.

As she got the button unfastened she pushed him back on her bed and leaned over him kissing and biting him. Remus bucked his hips under hers and she closed her lips over one of his nipples. "Tonks!" He gasped out fisting his hands in her short hair.

Tonks slid off of him ignoring his moan of protest and removed her jeans and panties before helping him out of the rest of his clothes. She climbed back onto the bed kissing her way up his body and finally positioning herself over him. Brushing a final kiss on his shoulder she leaned over and whispered seductively in his ear, "You don't know how long I've wanted you, Remus."

Remus knew that they were moving too fast and part of his mind knew he should probably stop what was happening lest they make a mistake. But no matter how hard he reasoned with himself he couldn't give himself a good enough reason to stop. It had been way too long since he was with someone like this and this close to the full moon the wolf in him was too close to the surface to be easily controlled. The wolf in him wasn't the only one that wanted to fulfill his basic instincts though, Remus thought. 'Oh no, I want this just as much as I need this.' Remus heard her whisper in his ear and the words launched him to new levels of arousal. He didn't know how much longer he could wait, he had to have her.

Tonks seemed to know exactly what Remus wanted as he lowered his hands to grasp her hips and she slowly raised herself over him teasing him. She brushed herself slowly over him feeling him quiver and gave him a lazy smile. Remus' control had been pushed over the limits, though, and he roughly pulled her down on him as he thrust upwards. Remus and Tonks both threw their heads back and growled out their pleasure as he sheathed himself deeply in her.

'Definitely better than dreams and fantasies,' Tonks thought with a Cheshire cats grin as she rocked herself slowly on him.

Remus let out another low growl and easily flipped her so she was pushed into the bed. He gave her a wolfish smile and purred out, "Now I have you where I want you."

Tonks threw her head back and moaned loudly as he pushed harder and faster and let his hands roam over her body. He lowered his head and captured a nipple between his teeth as his fingers lightly flicked over the other. She arched into him wanting him deeper as she felt the tension of her climax build.

"Oh, yes! Remus!" Tonks cried out as his hand found her sensitive nub and he rubbed it with his thumb as he pleasured her. Tonks cried out his name over and over as she reached her climax. Remus, hearing her and feeling her muscles tighten around him could hold his own climax no longer. He moaned out her name and spilled himself into her thrusting deep until their climaxes ended.

Panting, Remus pulled out of her and rolled to her side pulling her close and breathing in the scent of their love-making. It was wonderful, she was wonderful. Tonks leaned over and brushed a few stray strands of hair out of his face smiling sleepily at him and he leaned in and kissed her again.

"Hey Beautiful." He said with a boyish smile. His smile turned to a grin as she blushed. Remus dropped a kiss on her forehead and pulled the blankets over them as her eyelids started to droop.

"Don't leave." She whispered to him before drifting off to sleep.

"I won't." He promised pulling her against him. "I won't."