This chapter took forever, but it's the longest I've done yet, almost as much as the last two chapters combine actually. Anyway, enjoy and vote in the redone poll on my profile please :) I decided to separate it up so it was easier.

Once Remus was out of sight and she was certain he'd make it to his room okay, Liz let out a soft sigh and set about locking up. It wasn't very likely that anyone would show up but for certain things she didn't like throwing caution to the wind. Remus was weak and she herself hadn't been up to her usual so she wasn't keen on taking the risk that anyone would easily get in while they were both vulnerable. Once everything was locked up, Liz tossed out what she'd used from the first aid kit, packed up the rest and grabbed the food before heading to the bedroom. Liz was surprised that Remus wasn't asleep when she came or hadn't locked her out lest his control slip, but there he was sitting on the bed waiting for her though he was already half under the blankets. Liz set down the small plate next to him after she'd set aside the kit before she took off the extra layers so that she was again in the tank top and shorts.

"I'd ask if you mind, but we both know I can't stand sleeping in pants and I'm fairly certain you're not wearing anything at all under that sheet so we'll just skip that," Liz laughed as she sat next to him. "Don't you dare deny it either your raging wolfy hard on wouldn't be so obvious if you were still wearing pants" She added to silence his protest. "Eat your food so we can get some real sleep"

"You are absolutely ridiculous," Remus replied weakly as he started eating, though a small smile graced his face when Liz rested her head on his shoulder. He still wasn't terribly comfortable with her staying there with him, especially with their state of undress and the still very strong urge to take her. If it weren't for the discomfort he'd deal with wearing clothes he would've been wearing more, but at the very least Liz would've demanded he take off the shirt so it didn't stick to any of his wounds. Once he'd finished eating, Remus set the plate off to the side before lying down all the way. Not at all bothered or discouraged by his nudity Liz moved herself under the blankets and pulling them up all the way before curling up against him. Shortly before falling asleep, Remus felt her press a soft kiss to his cheek before she herself drifted off.

When Liz woke up, it was probably now well in to the afternoon, not at all uncommon for after a transformation. The room itself was relatively dark thanks to the curtains she'd put up to keep the light from waking Remus up. Liz didn't need to open her eyes to know that Remus was still asleep, his breathing alone told her that, and if he'd have been awake he wouldn't be on his side. If there was one thing he always did, it was conceal his arousal every month around the full moon unless he was too exhausted to move, let alone try to fuck her in to oblivion. As it stood right now, she could most certainly feel his still raging hard on as obviously as she could feel his arm wrapped around her. It wasn't unusual for them to fall asleep one way and end up as they were now. Though she wanted to make something for them to eat for lunch or possibly dinner, in no world could she bring herself to move from Remus or the bed. She appreciated moments like this when she woke up first and she could just watch him sleep. While it gave her ample opportunity to admire her sleeping mate, it also gave her far too much time to remind herself of why she had been working on a cure for so long. The fact that Remus was a werewolf didn't bother her on a level like it did other people or in a way that she was afraid of him because she never had been. What bothered her about it was the impact it had had on him his entire life and the hell he went through every month. She'd been around for as many as she could since she'd known him, but those were after the Wolfsbane potion had been created, she couldn't bring herself to imagine what it had to have been like when he was a teenager. Liz noticed Remus' eyelids about to flutter open and attempted to change the slight frown back to a smile but as her luck would have it, he still noticed the frown. Hoping to distract him from questioning her about what was bothering her, Liz nuzzled against him before lazily kissing him. Momentarily forgetting about the erection pressed against her, Liz shifted against Remus.

"Sorry," Liz muttered after Remus groaned and jerked back a bit. Not that she wouldn't kill for some action but he was weak and after last night she didn't want to press the issue, especially given the way he'd been somewhat hinting that he didn't want their relationship to be nothing but sex.

"It's fine love," Remus replied softly, kissing her forehead. The urges he had towards Liz had started a few years earlier, when he'd been her professor and she'd only just turned sixteen. Despite the almost unbearable draw he felt towards her, Remus had initially been wary of her simply because at the time he still believed that her father had betrayed them and caused the murder of James and Lily. Over time, knowing of his relationship with Sirius, Liz had started coming to him to express her feelings that her father was set up. The more he listened to her reasoning, the more Remus had come to realize that Sirius wouldn't have betrayed someone like a brother to him, and it certainly wouldn't have been likely that Peter of all people would have gone after Sirius even if he had been a traitor. That of course meant one very large reason to avoid her gone; leaving only the age difference and that he was her professor. Unfortunately, Severus revealed his lycanthropy to the school causing him to resign leaving only his age. Liz being as hard headed as her father didn't care anything for the age gap or his lycanthropy but given that she was still a student it was easy enough to avoid her for the next year and desperately avoid Sirius finding out. Remus of course hadn't been that lucky after Sirius saw his then of age daughter practically trying to snog the life out of his best mate. Remus then had to explain the whole situation and thank a higher power that Sirius hadn't tried to rip off any vital organs, just issued severe threats regarding his only child any anything that may prevent her finishing school or anything of the like. Losing Sirius had been a harsh blow for them both, but it had at least inadvertently caused their relationship. Remus was still somewhat displeased with how things were going given that in the time they'd been together they hadn't done anything even vaguely like a couple that was actually dating and while he was fairly certain Liz didn't care how things were, but Remus had made a promise to Sirius and himself that if he was ever involved with Liz it wouldn't just be about sex. The only problem was that Remus didn't have the money to take her nice places and Liz was usually very against anything that involved public places if she could at all help it. Technically that wasn't the only problem, Moony was quite intent on having at her any chance he could and it was becoming increasingly difficult for Remus to control himself and he'd quite nearly lost complete control the previous night. As it was now all he wanted to do was forget how tired he still was, pull off what little clothing she was wearing and have his way with her; the feigned innocent look on her face was certainly not helping matters at all.

When Remus snapped out of his thoughts, Liz was leaning propped up on her arm and watching him with an odd look. "So I was thinking," She began softly, running a finger down his arm, "That since you're so determined for us to actually act like a couple, that maybe once you're a bit more up to it we could do a picnic or something. I figured it would be a good start since I can't stand being around most people and that way you get the date you think is necessary and I get more alone time with you."

"Darling, all you get with me is alone time. As a matter of fact it is rarer for us to be around anyone else, I do however think you've got a good idea." Remus laughed softly, subconsciously running his hand across the bare skin between her shorts and tank top. When he realized where his hand was drifting he half cursed her for not wearing something that covered more skin, then again it could almost be assumed she often dressed that way intentionally to see how far she could push him or see how much of a rise she could get out of him. Liz of course was plenty amused by Remus and the not so subtle ascent of his hand under her shirt. If she hadn't known for a fact that doing so would cause him to stop entirely Liz would have been getting a bit handsy herself. "It is completely unfair how irresistible you are, but I'm sure it's all intentional just so you can wind me up," Remus muttered against her neck.

"Well I would be a liar if I tried to deny that I have enjoyed getting you wound up, especially when you're being such a huge prude. Can't blame a girl for wanting to get a bit of action and fool around with her man now can you?" Liz laughed back; grumbling a bit after Remus gave her shoulder a rather sharp bite. "Now that was just mean."

"So is being a tease and teasing isn't going to get either of us what we want," He stated as he rolled on top of her, working the tank top up her torso. He'd decided to hell with being tired, nothing else would end up getting done anyway at least not until he'd had his way with her like he'd been wanting to since their first brief drunken romp. He was pleased that he could take his time enjoying her and simply use fatigue as an excuse. Despite the eager grin on Liz's face while Remus removed her top he continued at a leisurely pace, sliding a hand up her loose shorts and massaging a breast with the other while he kissed her. Pleased that it seemed very likely she'd get to sleep with Remus again, Liz couldn't help but notice the differences between now and their previous tryst. It was much slower and far more drawn out than them having drunkenly torn off each other's' clothing and gone at it. She wasn't sure whether he was moving slowly because he was still weak or because he wanted to but she didn't plan on complaining either way as she lightly draped her hand over the back of his neck. She enjoyed the weight of him against her almost as much as she enjoyed his hands exploring her body. When Liz's shorts no longer allowed Remus the range of motion he wanted they too were removed, leaving them both equally naked.

While Elizabeth allowed her legs to fall open, expecting them to move on to sex, Remus just shook his head slowly before moving his mouth down to her full breasts. One hand squeezed her right breast while his tongue and mouth worked the left. Remus' remaining hand rubbed against her heat and quickly had her whimpering beneath him while his member lay teasingly heavy against her thigh. Liz still had the sexual mentality and impatience that went with her age, she was ready and wanted to get right to it and if she were in bed with someone closer to her age she would be getting what she wanted but Remus was quite a bit older and wasn't so easy to goad in to skipping anything. Every nerve ending in her body was humming and the sensation that accompanied Remus pushing two digits in to her core drove her half out of her mind and had her shifting impatiently against his hand when his thumb began working against her clit. To her irritation, her reach didn't stretch far enough to grip Remus and push him to the edge like he was pushing her. When Remus noticed what she was attempting to do, Remus pulled back from her with a laugh.

"Patience love, it'll be worth it I promise," He laughed softly, kissing his way down her torso before replacing the hand between her legs with her mouth, causing Liz to let out a surprised moan. Though she would very much liked to have been on more equal ground Liz arched back and gave Remus full reign to do as she pleased, she couldn't come up with a word to stop him, least of all after his tongue dipped in to her heat. Unlike their first time, Remus had a clear mind and no intention taking her quite yet. He was almost entirely certain that whatever fumbling teenager she had first given herself to had not bothered much with preliminaries or seeing to her complete satisfaction and while she may previously have expected to just get naked and have at it, she'd quickly learn that was simply not how being with him was going to be. While Remus' mind may have been perfectly clear, Elizabeth found it hard to form even half a coherent thought with Remus' mouth where it was and his hands back on her breasts. She felt like her entire body was on fire, proving to her that the feeling before hadn't entirely been from the alcohol and this certainly trumped the fire from before. When she felt the crash of her climax Liz found herself pleasantly surprised and certainly more willing to do things his way from that point on as she arched back moaning and panting. After her orgasm had subsided, Remus kissed his way back up her body and leaned against her laughing softly, capturing her lips when she tried to swear at him. Gaining back a little of her composure, Liz made to grab at her lover only to have him pin both her arms above her and press himself against her with a taunting smirk against her lips. She would get her chance to play another time.

"Now wasn't that worth a bit of waiting?" Remus teased, keeping her arms held down

"You're such a bastard," Liz panted "Have the audacity to call me a tease then go and do that."

"That wasn't teasing love, that was just the foreplay and you'd do well to get used to it. I'm not some fumbling teenager that grabs at you a few times and has at it, I rather like enjoying you fully first and you can have your chance to do likewise some other time."

"I don't expect you to be like a fumbling teenager and it was teasing. Keeping yourself out of my reach, making me come like that, all of that was most definitely teasing, you're teasing me right now having yourself all pressed up against me, and you bloody well better still shag me!"

"Now you're just being silly," Remus laughed, shifting his position a bit, "And I do believe you're the one that said it isn't teasing when you're planning on giving it," He added as he nudged her legs back open and chuckled a bit at the eager grin on her face. Bringing his lips back to hers Remus eased himself in to Liz, groaning at how tightly she gripped his member. Feeling Liz shift her hips against him Remus knew she wanted him to get moving but as the full moon added a bit of size to his already fairly large cock he didn't particularly want to go at her pace, nor did he yet have the energy either. Once again giving in to his way of doing things, Liz found herself moaning quite loudly against Remus' kiss as each slow thrust hit just and caused shivers as they moved. Briefly Liz found herself comparing again comparing this to her first time and nothing could compare physically or emotionally which she supposed made sense given that Remus was older and likely had experience with these sorts of things. That was about as far as the thoughts went as she didn't want to consider anyone Remus may or may not have had relations with before herself. Instead, she returned to moving her hips with his and kissing along his collar bone as she traced a scar running along his side. Upon feeling her hand Remus gave an involuntary shudder, he had never gotten used to much physical contact, least of all on any of his scars. Until he heard her soft laugh Remus had presumed Liz hadn't noticed and once he knew she had, he began regretting the decision to release her arms. Now that she knew something that got to him she was using that knowledge to her advantage, dragging her nails along the scars on his neck and pushing him closer to the edge. Once again playing with her breasts, Remus continued a bit faster and a bit rougher, garnering quite a bit more noise from Liz.

Though he'd picked up the pace a bit, it was becoming obvious to Liz that her lover was out of energy. When she got him distracted, Liz took the chance to flip them over and take control. Remus out a guttural moan as Liz started to ride him, keeping her body close to his. She felt Remus dig his fingers in to her hips as she moved, clenching her inner walls against his member and causing him to groan. Placing her hands down on either side of his face Liz worked her hips a bit faster, all the while tightening herself against him. With both of them already breathing heavily Elizabeth felt herself dive over the edge in to release and Remus following suit. Not yet pulling herself off of him, Liz lay panting against his chest with his arms now draped over her back.

"You did pretty well, I didn't think you would last that long," Liz laughed softly, kissing him again.

"I've got more stamina than you give me credit for little girl," Remus responded breathlessly. The statement was mostly a lie, he was far more exhausted than he would like to be and he wasn't all that sure he'd be able to keep up with the girl. It was a bit pathetic that he had just recently turned thirty-six and couldn't even make love without being completely out of energy. Liz didn't give any indication of noticing the lie, just continued laying against his chest.

"Well I'm glad you're okay, you had me worried last night," Elizabeth whispered, keeping her worries that the Wolfsbane potion wasn't doing as much as it ought to be doing anymore. She'd have to look in to it next time he was at an Order meeting since she'd agreed when he asked her not to get involved. She wasn't sure why she'd agreed to it given how strongly she felt about taking down Voldemort but that wasn't her primary concern anymore. Remus had taken care of her when she needed someone, and she would do the same for him.