[ she asks for confirmation so adorably, and he is once again glad for a multitude of reasons that he's the one who found her that night. There are so many people in the world that would want to break or tarnish this jewel; selfishly, he imagines himself as the only man who could properly appreciate her. It's almost certainly not the truth - he'd seen how some of the others had looked at her early on - but for the moment, he wants to make them both believe it. After all, there's no doubt that she's the only woman who can properly appreciate him. ]
Like this.
[ Lupin tilts her chin up just slightly when she turns towards him, and his eyelids flutter shut as he presses his lips against hers, full with his roguish confidence and gentle affection alike. They've shared more than a few kisses by now, but his romantic nature hasn't dulled in the slightest, nor has the care he takes with her; even now, with her bare and practically sitting in his lap, he's slow and sweet. ]
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Like this.
[ Lupin tilts her chin up just slightly when she turns towards him, and his eyelids flutter shut as he presses his lips against hers, full with his roguish confidence and gentle affection alike. They've shared more than a few kisses by now, but his romantic nature hasn't dulled in the slightest, nor has the care he takes with her; even now, with her bare and practically sitting in his lap, he's slow and sweet. ]