Lacking Humanity|Crescent Moon

Chapter Forty-Six

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He settled with giving her a mug of tea as they ventured upstairs, she was kindly sipping her tea as she turned to the closet to retrieve her pajamas.
This was not really how wanted the night to go, or planned it.

He defiantly should've planned it better.

"Munchkin, could you come here for a second?" She turned around and stopped her current action, her eyes laying in wonder as to why she was called or why he was sitting on the bed. And so he opened his arms and offered her a chance to sit in his lap, but that only caused more confusion.

"I did promise to warm you up." He spoke softly, and so she conformed into his hold, her head pressed against his chest as she felt more than content to just fall asleep right here.

However, Remus found this the perfect time to nip at her neck.

And this was a different sort of playing, she couldn't put it into so many words—But there was a different vibe with his intent, which she definitely caught onto in mere seconds.

Whatever he was doing was quite addicting, so much so that she pushed her neck to his mouth to get more contact with his damning lips. But he was going to explore his mate tonight, every square inch he wasn't going to leave unclaimed.

"Tickles."
"Oh, I could do a lot more than just tickle you, hun." His voice had turned stained in such a short amount of time that he was struggling to reign in his wolf. He didn't want to come off as an adolescent wolf, he needed to be gentle with her as it was a difficult process to understand without having grown up in their natural environment, he was just hoping that instincts would kick into place and their wolves would show more.

When he returned his lips to her skin, it caused her to giggle—But then he dragged them out, creating a more sensual feel to them as he wanted to mark the area for later. 
This was where he would properly mark her.

Sage didn't want to sound weak, but withholding the moans was starting to become a challenge, and she allowed one of them to release, and it was met with a satisfying growl.

"It's okay hun, it's me...Only me. My wolf and I want to hear you." He didn't want her withholding anything from him, and so she smiled lightly—in a daze more like it as she nodded at the idea.

That's when she hadn't bit back any moans or sighs, and it made him frantic for more. It hadn't been all that long before Remus had laid her gently on her back and he towered over her, and she pouted for a moment. "Dress for bed?"
"Later, right now I want to see that my mate is okay."

"I okay." He smiled down at her, he was already starting to see a slighter red area coming from his intended marking place. But when Remus hadn't returned to his teasing, she pouted and huffed up to him.
Wiggling her hips to seem appealing to him, or that's what her wolf conjured up at the very least.

"Acting like that, Sage, we might skip a few things." Her impatience was rising right beside her wolf. So she tapped into her reserved strength and rolled the two of them over, resulting in her sitting on his waist, towering over him while he remained with his back to the bed.

Taken off guard, she smiled, "My turn." She declared, giving her hips another roll before running her hands up from his waist, across his chest, and following the length of his arms to interlock with and pin them down as well.

Although Sage couldn't see, Remus smirked at the ceiling and relished in the feeling of his mate touching him. The amount of purring that was coming off her radiating body was only fueling his desire, especially when it was clear her wolf approved of what she was feeling and seeing.