Things had been almost surreal since I arrived at Hogwarts and reclaimed both my job, and Remus Lupin. Babette, I was sure, was not searching for me, and if Fenrir was...well, he was unsuccessful. I felt safe in the castle, much more safe than I ever felt living with Babette in France, and then at Faerie Ridge. I wasn't foolish enough to allow myself to say I was completely happy. I had lived my life since I was sixteen wondering when the next blow would come, when the next misery would be thrust upon me. And even though I was enjoying my time with Remus inside of Hogwarts, it was difficult to pull myself from that state of mind so easily.
The castle was eerie at night but yet ethereal at the same time. There was silence, but for the chatter of the paintings and the ghosts who still roamed its walls during this time of year. I was amazed at the amount of respect and authority Remus silently demanded from the inhabitants, and it seemed to come very naturally to him.
It was the Forbidden Forest that captured my attention night after night. I would gaze out over the treetops from my window when the sun would set, listening to the rustle of leaves. It called to me, the unquestioned mystery of it all and I wondered how often Remus roamed the forest at night, when he was alone and able.
"I don't go into the Forbidden Forest often," he admitted one night after dinner. "There's simply too much to do, and it would not set a good example for the students if they were to see their Professor wandering about where they've been strictly forbidden."
It seemed like a decent enough excuse, but I was still curious. And so I left Remus a note atop of his pillow and changed my clothing before I left the castle, walking slowly toward the forest's edge in my bare feet. The grass beneath my toes was soft, yet cool and I sighed, closing my eyes as the summer night danced around me, calming me from the events of the past few months. It didn't take long to lose myself, and I moved slowly until I found a clearing, deep into the heart of the forest.
I didn't have to wait long, as I heard him approaching mere minutes after I arrived. I stood behind a thicker tree trunk, waiting for him to step into the clearing. When he did, his eyes searching the darkness, I bit back a smile and stepped around the tree. His gaze snapped to mine, but he said nothing. I walked down the soft slope toward him, my white robes swaying around my ankles.
When I stand in front of him, he reaches out and brushes my hair back behind my shoulders. "I thought you were a ghost for a moment."
"Am I that pale?" I ask, voice full of mischief.
His eyes roam over my hair, my face and robes. "Everything about you is translucent."
"And everything about you is dark," I reply, lifting my hands to his robes. I unclasp them and pull them down, away from his body. I smile softly when I run my hands over his thin shirt, ragged from years of use.
"What are you doing out here?" he asks and I lift my gaze to his, arching an eyebrow even as I begin to unbutton his shirt. When I part it, I glide my fingertips over his chest, feeling the muscles quiver beneath my touch.
Laughing, I gaze at him demurely. "I'm bringing you back to nature."
"Is that right?"
I smile and step back from him, slowly apart my robes. They fall around my ankles, leaving me naked in the middle of the clearing. While it's still warm, the soft breeze chills me and I can feel my nipples tightening as I shiver. Remus stares at me, his hands clenching and at his sides. He takes a step toward me, even as I move to him and suddenly we're caught in a tight embrace, his mouth ravaging mine. He was an experienced lover, knowing when to be tender, and when to be demanding. I wanted him demanding now, desperate for me and as his calloused hands moved over my body, I gasped, knowing that tonight was full of promise.
I pop open the button of his trousers and kneel before him. The material slides down his hips and his erection is impressive, hot, and hard...velvet steel. I wrap my fingers around him and I lean forward, flicking my tongue and listening to his growl. I take him deep into my mouth then, no pretense, no teasing, and pleasure him with fervor.
"Celeste," he groans, his fingers fisting in my hair. I can practically feel the moon beating down upon me, and my blood burns with wanton, lustful desires. His taste is intoxicating, his scent earthy and powerful. I wrap my hands around his thighs, up to his buttocks, and he thrusts against me, hissing between his teeth as I suck him, my tongue swirling around his length. When his fingers tighten in my hair, I release him immediately and he pulls away from me. Before he can push me onto my back, I shove his trousers all the way down, pleased when he steps out of them, gloriously naked.
I stand, brushing my fingers through his hair before I kiss him again. His tongue plunders my mouth, his hands touching my breasts, my stomach and hips. He reaches between my legs and our moans are simultaneous when he finds me slick and ready for him. He breathes my name again and I pull from him, placing my lips upon his shoulders and chest.
"We should have come out here a long time ago," I tell him, stepping back from him. "It's where you belong."
"I've always been here, in my mind," I reply with a small smile. "I think I was just waiting for you, Remus."
His face is illuminated by the moonlight and while it's hard to read the expression in his eyes, he seems overpowering, strong and forceful in his stance. He's every bit a wolf, as he is a man. And his hands are rough and demanding as he grabs me, his mouth once more upon mine, claiming me. We cling together until I can feel my lips swollen under his kiss. Breathless, I push away from him again, kneeling to the ground. I take his hands and pull him down with me until we're face to face. He bends his head and his lips find my earlobe, my jaw, my neck. I sigh and arch against him, turning my neck so he has full access to my throat. He releases a shaky breath, but I feel his teeth against my flesh, nipping, biting softly as his thumbs fan over my nipples.
Turning my face, I place tiny kisses along his shoulder as I push against him, marveling at how natural it feels to have his body, hard and rough in all of the right places, pressed against my own. I hear the rustling of the trees again and it the night seems to mesmerize us. When Remus lifts his head, our eyes meet and I observe the dark lust clouding the orbs as he stares at me. Raking my nails down his chest slowly, I shift on my knees and turn in his arms.
I reach back, placing my palm on his side as I bend forward. He follows my body's motions and soon he mounts me from behind. One hand grips my hip, the other braces against the ground, next to me. I can see his fingers curling against the grass and then his teeth are at my shoulder, biting into the flesh as he pushes into me with one smooth stroke. I feel my back arch like a cats and my hair falls around my shoulders as I gasp. I move against him, rocking backward to meet every thrust.
This was right, being here with him, outside where the beast inside of him longed to roam. He took me fiercely, every plunge into my body hard and deep. I could hear his ragged breathing in my ear, his soft groans deep within his throat. His fingers pressed into my flesh, then loosened, and dug deep again as he shifted, finding a different angle to bring more exquisite pleasure upon the both of us.
"Yes!" I feel my orgasm ripple through me, heightened by Remus's movements, his hands running seductively over my back, his voice echoing throughout the trees as he shouts his own pleasure. Harder he moves, faster, until I can no longer hold back my own cries. We finally let go, giving into the passion and I wonder how many animals we've frightened away with the sounds of our lovemaking. Remus suddenly grabs my hips and begins to slam into me, taking my breath. I brace myself, my body accepting and welcoming every violent thrust.
"Come inside of me," I urge breathlessly, my body trembling as I find myself spiraling toward my own climax. "Make me yours."
"Celeste," he growls, his voice deep and hoarse. "Gods!"
Closing my eyes, I bite my lower lip hard enough to draw blood. As I feel him move more quickly, I smile and then scream as my orgasm explodes deep within me, flowing through me like lava. I scream his name again as he thrusts harder and then I feel him hold me tightly, his body tense as he groans, spilling his seed deep within me.
I sob for breath, collapsing onto my side when he pulls out of me. He rests next to me, his body half covering mine as he brushes my hair from my face. His lips fall to my mouth where I can still taste blood on my lower lip. He bends his head, his mouth covering mine and I close my eyes when I feel his tongue slide along my lip before his slips inside of my mouth. He kisses me passionately as I snake my leg around his thighs and pull him closer.
"Are you going to tell me I'm amazing?" I ask quietly with a smile when we break our kiss.
"You already know you are," he replies, his eyes tired. His chest still heaves from our exertions and I run my hands over him. "Why don't we go away for awhile?"
"Away?" I lift my head and look down at him curiously. "What do you mean?"
"Just a few days, wherever you want to go," Remus says. "Rome, France...anywhere."
"Pomfrey can watch the castle for a couple of days. Term will be starting soon and we'll have no time until next summer to really be alone. If you want to stay here, we can."
"No, I think a holiday would be nice," I admit, not used to the idea of being able to pick up and leave whenever I pleased. "We'll go anywhere you want." He smiles, and when I shiver, he nuzzles my neck.
"We should go back. It's getting cold."
"In a minute," I murmur, closing my eyes as I rest against him. "Let's just lay here for a little while longer."
Remus says nothing, but holds me and we both lay there silently, content with listening to the night that surrounds us.