the_debt_of_time

Remus nodded, his eyes shifting back to green as he chastely kissed her. "I know,
but I feel like if I just give in right now and shag you, then I'm just confirming that I was
upset over not having sex in a while. That, or it'll feel like you've bought my forgiveness."
"You're actually turning me down right now?" Her eyes widened a little. "I'm half-
naked in your bed."
"I know." Remus winced, shutting his eyes tightly as he leant his forehead against
the valley between her breasts. "I hate myself right now."
"All right; get off, you noble bastard." Mia chuckled and shoved at his body,
laughing harder when he refused to move away from her. She smiled and kissed the top of
his head before he finally pulled away from her, rolling onto his back, the perfect picture
of absolute frustration and self-loathing.
She stretched for her jumper and watched, amused, as Remus's gaze grew ever
curious before she retrieved a chocolate bar from the jumper's pocket. "How about a
consolation prize?"
"Well, it would be rude to refuse everything you offer me," he conceded, snatching
the sweet from her hand.
"He turns down sex but willingly accepts the chocolate." Mia smiled at him sweetly,
admiring his body with yearning despite the fact that he was content to feast on sugar
instead of her. "I guess you wouldn't be my Remus if you weren't at least somewhat
predictable. I love you, you know."
"I love you too," he said, smiling at her affectionately, a look of apology in his eyes.
"Goodnight, Remus." She kissed his cheek, slipping beneath the covers and rolling
onto her side.
"You're sleeping here? Do you have any idea what'll happen if Prongs wakes up?"
"Then lock the curtains," she mumbled. "If you haven't noticed, I haven't slept in
about a month, and I put every last ounce of reserved energy into snogging you, so I don't
have the ability to go back to my own room."
"Fine," he conceded. "But if I wake up to find another antler stabbed into my ribs,
I'm blaming you."
"Duly noted."