Some Kisses Are Better Wet
A/N: I'm officially over with school! And my pesky A-levels don't start for another week. I'm celebrating this fact by writing a fic or two. Enjoy…I really hope you like it. I've been told that I have a POV problem…so the format of this story suits me.
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It was the smell of bacon that woke her up. She lazily raised one eyelid open and inhaled deeply. Tonks loved to sleep late; she could sleep well past noon if left undisturbed, but the smell of food would wake her up immediately.
Stifling a yawn, Tonks slid out of bed and landed on the floor with a dull thump. Taking advantage of her position, she groped under her bed until she found her fuzzy pink bunny slippers. Then Tonks put on her robe and blindly stumbled to the kitchen.
"Wotcher, Remus," she mumbled as she sank into a chair at the dining room table.
Oblivious to the bemused grin on Remus' face, Tonks supported her chin in the palm of her hand and began to peruse the Daily Prophet.
"Thank you," she said as he placed a strong cup of tea and a large serving of bacon and eggs in front of her. She accepted a kiss on the top of her head and began her day.
Remus relaxed in his chair and watched his love. He knew that it would take about a half an hour and two cups of tea before she truly woke up. As it was, her eyelids drooped shut occasionally, and once it looked like she nodded off to sleep again before she jerked up and continued to eat and read.
Are all Blacks such morning people? he thought to himself. Sirius shared her cheery morning disposition, only in him, they were more exaggerated. Remus fondly remembered several morning episodes due to Sirius' manner at Hogwarts and beyond. But it was his metamorphagus that was the source of his amusement this morning. Remus bit his lip to keep from smiling, though he doubted that she would notice his grin.
I doubt she would notice if Voldemort himself tap-danced naked through the living room right now, he snorted quietly. His heart expanded with love for his Nymph. He reached a hand across the table to squeeze hers. She turned to look at him with a question in her eyes. Seeing that nothing was amiss, she returned his squeeze, and smiled her first true smile for the morning.
"I love you," he declared.
"And I love you," she returned.
Tonks stood up slowly, almost turning her chair over in the process, and leaned over the table to gently kiss Remus. His lips felt soft and warm against hers, and she couldn't help but to sigh in contentment. When they separated, she noticed that the sleeve of her robe had been dipped in Remus' tea.
"Oops, sorry about that, Remus, let me refill your cup," Tonks shuffled into the kitchen, poured Remus a fresh cup of tea, and headed down the corridor to the bathroom smiling at her latest blooper.
Once in the bathroom, Tonks swiftly removed her robe and pajamas and stepped into the shower stall. She sighed as a hot spray of water pounded against her skin, washing away the last of her sleepiness. Tonks idly moved a bar of soap along her body, slowing as she reached her breasts, lazily massaging the soft mounds.
Thinking of the man on the other side of the door, Tonks allowed her hands to wander further. "Remus," she whispered as her fingers grazed her lady parts, imagining he was there with her.
Remus sat and hopelessly tried to concentrate on his tea. The Marauder in him was telling him to get up and follow Tonks into the bathroom. Remus listened to the water and smelled the sweet aroma of her raspberry soap.
He appeared to be sitting serenely, but his rapidly tapping foot indicated otherwise.
Go, one part of his mind urged, she wants you. You can know it.
Let her enjoy the privacy of her bath, the other part of him countered, if she wanted you there, wouldn't she have invited you?
As Remus' internal battle raged on, his sensitive senses picked up something. He could smell that Tonks was aroused; moreover, he distinctly heard her quietly moaning his name.
Vacating his seat rapidly, Remus unbuttoned his shirt and walked the short distance to the bathroom. He was a werewolf on the prowl.
Charming the door not to squeak as he opened it, Remus silently padded into the bathroom. He removed the remainder of his clothing as he watched his nymph touch herself through the opaque glass of the shower door. He could see that her eyes were closed and her mouth open in a silent ecstasy. With a wicked smile spread across his face, Remus opened the shower door.
Tonks shrieked in surprise. Her eyes grew two sizes larger when she saw Remus standing before her licking his lips like the Big Bad Wolf viewing Little Red Riding Hood. Before she could speak, Remus had captured her mouth in a searing kiss.
Tonks found her body pushed against and up the wet tiled wall of the shower stall, and she responded by wrapping her legs around Remus' waist and holding his shoulders for support.
"I smelled you," Tonks heard him whisper as he trailed kisses along her neck and shoulders. He found a spot on her throat that sent shockwaves all the way to her toes. He sucked hard, then nipped the sensitive skin, leaving a small love bit and eliciting a moan from her.
"I heard you call my name," he continued to say as he leaned down to bring her breast into his mouth. "Is this what you want my nymph?" he asked, as he began sucking on one pink nipple, already hardened from their kissing.
Tonks tried to answer him, but she was beyond words. Somehow she managed, "Re- ahhh Remus, I, ohhhh….right there! I, oh Merlin! Merlin, I want yo- yo- you!"
Tonks felt him positioning himself over her. She was already wet for him. She groaned as he made his initial thrust into her. Her internal muscles clutched him tightly, and she then lost all coherent thought.
"Oh fuck," Remus panted as he felt his member being grabbed by Tonks. He ran his hands down her back to grab her slick bum. Then he withdrew almost all the way, before slamming hard into Tonks again. Her moans and cries were music to his ears. Ignoring all rational thought, he pumped into Tonks while the water sloshed around their bodies. Just when he thought his knees would give in, he felt her tighten around him for a final time and scream as she reached her orgasm. Groaning and thrusting into her one more time, he found his own release.
Using his last remaining strength, Remus collected the boneless mass that was Nymphadora Tonks and carried her to the bedroom. Using his wand to cast a drying charm on the both of them, he pulled back the duvet and tucked them in.
Here I am spooning my Auror lover after making love to her in the shower, Remus thought, Isn't life interesting?
Tonks turned around in Remus' arms until she was facing him.
"I've never done that before!" she said with a feisty grin on her face.
"Oh," Tonks felt Remus' reflective gaze on her, "But you're not a virgin!"
"No, you smutty werewolf!" Tonks slugged him on the arm, "I mean making love in the shower. Weren't you afraid that you would drop me?"
"Not really. Plus, some kisses are better wet."
"They certainly are." Tonks gave Remus a quick peck on the lips. Resettling deeper into his arms, Tonks drifted off to sleep.
Unaccustomed to spending excessive amounts of time in bed sleeping, it took Remus a full hour to feel sleepy.
It wasn't until he was on the verge of sleep did he remember that they did not use a contraceptive spell.
A/N: Big thanks to my beta. Let me know what you think with a review!