Luna woke abruptly as Remus slid out of bed, leaving her cold and dizzy. She grabbed his wrist and tried to pull him back into bed.
"It's alright Luna, I'll be right back, I promise." He grabbed his robe from his bedside table and apparated to the kitchen as Luna dozed off, clutching his pillow tightly. She soon felt the warmth come back, nudging her gently over, she snuggled up to him.
"I brought tea." Remus whispered, brushing a kiss on her forehead.
"Mmm." She murmured as her eyes fluttered open.
"Tea." Remus said between sips.
"You know Remus, you're obsessed with tea." Luna said, playing with the front of his robe.
"I can't help it, I'm English. I blame my father." He shrugged.
"Ah, that explains everything, doesn't it." Luna laughed as she reached up and took his cup away from him, straining to put it on the bedside table.
"If you want some all you have to do is ask." He raised an eyebrow, and she covered it with kisses. They rolled, and soon she was on top of him.
"Oh, but I don't want any tea dear, I want my Remus." She laughed airily and quickly untied his robe.
"You know that I am not as young as I used to be Luna," he said, using a hand to pull the hair back from her face.
"You are not old Remus, so stop the excuses." She rolled off him and began to tug at the robe underneath him.
"And yet you are hell bent on wearing me out more than the full moon." He replied, a lazy half-smile forming across his lips.
"Nonsense, I'd never do such a thing. Now, get up!" She said playfully, and pulled him self up on an elbow while she flung the now free robe across the room.
"What time is it?" She asked, her bright blue eyes flashing in the moonlight.
"Nearly four." Remus replied casually glancing at the clock on his nightstand. "Now move, you're on my side of the bed."
"And which side is that?" Luna asked, feigning innocence.
"The right side, you know that." He replied.
"But you are if you were looking at the bed, you're on the right side." She smiled sweetly.
"You know what I mean Luna, if I'm lying flat on my back on the bed…Don't make me have to go over you." He warned lightly and she laughed,
"Go right ahead." She caught him midway and pulled him close.
"Doesn't this hurt you?" He asked as she traced the scars up and down his back.
"No, I'm quite comfortable…and warm." She kissed him lightly, tracing a scar across his hip bone to his navel. She sighed as he rolled onto his back, and rested her head just below his neck and traced every scar in sight with her fingertips. He soon took her hand in his and kissed her palm.
"Dear, you are indeed driving me crazy." He sighed as she traced a small one near his right shoulder, her hand still in his.
"Hmmm." She murmured, and Remus began to repeat himself but stopped.
"It really is useless to try and stop you, isn't it dear?" He asked quietly.
"Yes dear, you're perfectly powerless right now." She replied, smiling deviously.
"Oh powerless am I?" He laughed deeply as he rolled on top of her. She laughed with him, playing with the premature flecks of silver in his hair.
"Like putty in my hands dear Think of it as-" Remus was quick to kiss her before she could think anything else.
This time, his mind was clear, and the only thing in his world was Luna…And as they tangled about further into the sheets, he could think of nothing better.