the_debt_of_time

Remus shook his head again. "You don't know that."
"I do," Mia said, her eyes meeting Remus's. Unable to speak a word of the truth,
she tried to convey what she could by going around the loophole in Dumbledore's spell. A
part of her wanted to force the real words out of her mouth, but after collapsing at Tuts
Tower months earlier, she was finding it more and more difficult to break through the
Tacere Veritas. "Remus, I know you won't hurt me."
"It's not just.. ." Remus began, refusing to make eye contact with Sirius, who
lingered just behind her, continually touching her.
"It's not just you, Remus," Mia said. "We put you in danger by letting you go off
spying on other werewolves without a sealed Pack Bond. It left you vulnerable, and we're
at war. What happens if one of us has to face another pack? We'd be left similarly. It'll
increase our magic and our ability to heal. Most importantly, right now, it'll save your life."
"Mia―"
"We can't lose you," she said, wishing the tears in her eyes would retreat.
Sighing, Remus turned his attention to Sirius. "And you're all right with this?"
"If it bothers you that much, I could always send the witch away and take care of
things myself," Sirius challenged, and Remus actually snorted a small laugh in response,
looking not overly inclined to tempt his friend.
"Do you trust me?" Mia asked softly.
"Yes," Remus replied right away. "More than anyone."
"Do you want me?"
Before he could answer, Sirius pinched her clit unexpectedly, and she let out a shaky
whimper.
The noise, likely mixed with the heady smell of arousal, caused Remus's eyes to flash
gold, and he nodded.
"Drink the potion," Sirius instructed him. "Don't want you blacking out before it's
done then, yeah?"
Remus threw back the Invigoration Draught, which kicked in without delay. While
the colour had not returned to his ashen complexion, his eyes were brighter, and he moved
with speed that seemed uninhibited by his ailments.