A/N: Yet another smut scene (because we thought we had been starving you for far too long ;) ) Not without plot, though.

Zayhad has mad yet another piece of art. Go to her deviantart account in the folder named "Every Breath You Take" at the very bottom (left)

Chapter 8 - What Brings You in here?

Regulus acted like nothing had happened for the next days, but about a week later, when he and Remus were alone in the apartment, he slipped into Remus' room, wearing nothing but a towel riding low on his narrow hips. His hair was wet and combed back, smelling of raspberry conditioner.

Remus, who was sitting at his desk, looked up from his assignment, dropping his pencil and his mouth falling open. "Re... Regulus?" he croaked, eyes scanning the young Brit. This was wrong. Regulus didn't want to be with him and yet he wanted to use him for sex whenever he got the itch. Remus had decided that he didn't want to expose himself to the pain of going along with this rollercoaster ride of hot passion and the cold shoulder. No... yes... no... he debated internally while finding himself getting to his feet and slowly walking over to Regulus, placing his hands on his hips. "What brings you in here?" he heard himself asking.

"You know what brings me in here," said Regulus, running his palms down Remus' chest, stopping inches above his crotch. He licked his lips, dark gray eyes boring into Remus.

The Southerner gulped.

This is wrong… you must resist... he doesn't want to be with you.

But Regulus was too tempting, luring him in like a siren ensnaring a defenseless sailor. "I see..." Remus dipped his head and kissed Regulus' neck, pulling his body closer.

Regulus tilted back his head, exposing his neck as he deftly unbuttoned Remus' shirt. Then he pushed it off his shoulders and moved a hand down to stroke him through his jeans, smirking when finding him already rock hard. "You went hard the second you saw me in my towel, didn't you?"

Remus nodded. "But I got a feeling you'll look even hotter without it…" he said and loosened the towel around Regulus' waist, letting it drop to the floor. "Bed," he ordered. When Regulus landed on his back Remus crawled in over him, eyes full of lust. "How do you want it? You decide this time."

"I'd like to top. If you don't mind bottoming, that is. I know not everyone likes both positions."

Remus looked surprised but then nodded. "Alright. If that's what you want."

"But do you like it?" asked Regulus, popping open the buttons on Remus' jeans. "It's no fun if you only do it for my sake."

"I like it. My favorite is top, but I enjoy bottoming too."

"Lucky I prefer bottoming, then. I like some variation once in a while, though. And I'm curious as to what you feel like." Regulus raised his hips, pressing himself against Remus crotch. "You have too much clothes on."

Remus quickly shimmied out of his jeans and boxers, exposing himself fully. "There... now I'm all yours," he said and leaned down to kiss Regulus.

They kissed and touched, more and more enthusiastically, until Regulus with a sudden speed and surprising strength for someone so slender flipped them over so he was on top. Remus looked up at him with a surprised expression on his face and gasped as he felt their erections brush against each other. He could feel the blood rush to his cheeks and his face burn bright red as he looked up at Regulus.

When preparation was done, Regulus paused for a second to ask Remus if he wanted it on his back or stomach.

"Back. I wanna see you," Remus said and bit his lip. He was excited but also nervous. He wasn't a very experienced bottom, and he was afraid Regulus would not be impressed. He was well aware that his sexual experience and confidence was what made Regulus keep coming back for more.

Well, maybe if you're no good now, he'll stop coming to you and you won't have to fight the temptation any longer.

Remus pushed the thought away. He didn't want to think about that now. He just wanted to enjoy whatever little bit of Regulus he could get. Despite thorough preparation it hurt quite a bit when Regulus pushed in (both because Remus was nervous and because he had not bottomed in years), but he tried to hide it – not wanting to seem like he wasn't on top of things.

"You alright?" gasped Regulus, forcing himself to lie still. He could feel how tense Remus was although his face looked relaxed.

"I'm fine," smiled Remus. "Just gimme a minute, and then gimme all you got."

"Yeah?" Regulus smirked. Then he pressed his mouth to Remus' ear, "You don't know how much I've got. You sure you want all that?"

Regulus' words and the hot breath on his ear sent a wave of lust pulsing through Remus. "Yes – please give it to me," he begged, all nerves washed away.

Regulus gradually picked up speed, excitement gripping him. It was a long time since he had topped; he had nearly forgotten what it was like. He quickly reached the point where he felt his release starting to build up in his abdomen, and he sat up on his haunches so he could look down on Remus, watching him move a bit with every thrust. "Fuck, you look good like that," he mumbled, noticing the smile briefly pulling at Remus' lips. Regulus grabbed his erection and started pumping it roughly, hoping to bring Remus off before leaving him behind. Unfortunately, that plan went south when a sudden orgasm swept over Regulus. A bit annoyed with himself, he pulled out, quickly discarding the condom before taking Remus in his mouth to finish him off that way.

"Fuck, you're getting good at this," moaned Remus as he kept rocking up into the welcoming heat of Regulus' mouth. "Such a quick study…"

Encouraged by the compliments, Regulus sucked harder, slackening his grip on Remus' hips and repressing his gag reflex to take in as much as he possibly could. When he could tell Remus was getting close, Regulus sped up, sucking and pumping as fast as he could until Remus let out a cry of pleasure, his hips stuttering a few times. He slumped back into the mattress afterwards, grabbing Regulus' head with both hands to pull him up for a bruising kiss.

When Remus finally let go of his face, Regulus smirked at him. "When you're ready again you can do me," he said.

Remus spent the waiting time preparing Regulus and when he started begging for more, Remus put on a condom and looked down at the boy spread out below him, looking impossibly sexy with his wet hair messily splayed over the pillow, mouth half-open and cheeks flushed a pretty pink. "Look at you, lying there begging shamelessly," he drawled, pinning Regulus' wrists above his head "Where's that usual cockiness?"

Regulus looked up at him, pupils blown wide. "Just get on with it, will you?"

"What's that?" said Remus, quirking an eye-brow.

"Please. Come on, yeah?"

"No, I don't think so. I think you need a lesson in humility."

"I said 'please'," pouted Regulus.

"Yeah? I'm not sure that was sincere. It sounded more like an order, to me…"

Regulus shook his head. "Please, Remus – I need you. Please!"

Satisfied, Remus ordered, "Turn over."

Regulus obediently threw himself on the stomach, wriggling his butt to egg Remus on.

Remus steadied him with a firm grip on his hips and pressed himself against him. He didn't push inside for a while, though, feeling like teasing Regulus some more, so he moved his hips slowly for a while, just rubbing his erection along the cleft. When he decided that Regulus had suffered long enough, he finally thrust home in one fluid movement.

"Oh God," moaned Regulus. It barely hurt, since they had done it several times the past month. "I thought you would never get down to business!"

"Just wanted to make sure you really, really wanted it," said Remus and started rocking back and forth at a steady pace. "You want my cock, don't you?" he growled into Regulus' ear, pressing him heavily into the mattress. "Want it bad?"

"Yes!" gasped Regulus, feeling desire pulse hotly in his abdomen. "Fuck, yes, I want it!"

Being the hospitable Southerner that he was, Remus gave him what he wanted, setting a steady pace, enjoying the quiet moans and soft whimpers escaping the younger boy's mouth. The sounds getting louder, Remus sped up a little and reached under Regulus with one hand to grab a hold on his erection.

Regulus raised his pelvis a bit to give Remus' hand room to jerk him off. He moaned in pleasure as with every thrust Remus made, Regulus was pushed into his fist. It was going a little slowly, though, to Regulus' taste, and after a few minutes his need became so strong he started begging shamelessly. "Remus - please! More! Faster! Plea-" He let out a surprised yelp when Remus suddenly tugged roughly on his hair, pulling him upright and back until he was balancing on his knees and sitting in Remus' lap.

Remus wrapped an arm around Regulus' stomach and pulled him in so they were flush chest-to-back and took a firm grip of his erection before starting to move his hips again, thrusting energetically upwards.

"Bloody hell!" Regulus cried, pushing eagerly back every time Remus drove into him and jerking forward into his fist on the off-beat. The hand still clutching Regulus' hair pulled his head back to rest on Remus' shoulder. Regulus moaned loudly, having never imagined that having his pair pulled could be so arousing. Remus twisted his head to catch the lips of the other boy, who made a sloppy attempt of participating in the kiss but mostly just ended up panting hotly into Remus' mouth.

Remus kept up the rhythm, hearing Regulus' breathing becoming more and more irregular. "Wanna make you come? That what you want, darlin'?" The boy just nodded frantically, as if he had lost his voice. Remus sped up his movements, making sure to keep the angle just right, until Regulus shouted out as he came long and hard, all over Remus' hand and his own chest. Remus gave a few more violent thrusts before he too climaxed. Still thrusting, he tipped forward, pushing Regulus facedown into the mattress. When the waves of pleasure had subsided, he pulled out and rolled off the Brit, lying on his back next to him.

We did it again. He did it again. He seduced you and now he'll ignore you for another week.

Regulus wiped them clean the best he could and curled up to Remus, closing his eyes. It probably wasn't a good idea to snuggle, because in a way that was more intimate than sex, but he convinced himself that a few minutes couldn't hurt. Just this once.

Pleasantly surprised, Remus put an arm around Regulus and pressed his face into his hair, enjoying that distinct smell of raspberry, a scent Remus had come to love recently. Raspberry and Regulus. Raspberry on Regulus. Pulling the boy even closer, Remus shut his eyes and enjoyed the moment, wishing it would last forever.

Regulus hadn't planned on it but he was so comfortable that he fell asleep there in Remus' arms.

Remus also fell asleep and didn't wake until hours later when he heard someone walking around in the living room. "Oh no..." he gasped and sat up. "Regulus! Wake up. Someone's home."