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Cuddle up in bed-part1¿

remus j. lupin x reader.

AN-first fic? idk, i'm still very knew.

Disclaier: Engliah is not my furst language, so, dont hate.

WC:10k? idk

Warnings: it cud be a little explicit but doesnt fall into the sexual theme so.

if your curious abaut the photo, its because that's how i view him if he was an animagus and not a werewolf, and also i love the dog

Home, thats where you two cud alway be faund, The open window in your apartment provided a bit of sunshine and warmth. The early June sun tracing both your bodies in the bed. Yellow light covering the entire room since you always forget to close the curtains before bed.

He’s been awake for at least an hour. But he does not feel like getting up anytime soon. It’s a Saturday and they don’t have any plans for today. What more could he ask for?

He shifts slightly in the bed. The movement causing you to wake up. “Sorry,” he mumbles. But the smile on his face tells another story.

Since he’s already woken you up it won’t hurt if he moves some more. He reaches over to the nightstand, grabbing a cigarette which he lights with his wand. The smoke circles up and out of his mouth. The smell somewhat comforting.

Their naked legs are tangled under the covers, like so many times before. He’s never been much of a romantic. But all of a sudden he’s acting like he’s never done anything but being in love. “Want one?” He asks, referring to the cigarettes.

"mh mh" You hummed, shaking your head slightly, you rested your chin on His chest, arms folded to rest your head on top of them, you were half laying on top of him now, looking at those beautifull honey brown eyes of his.

Remus chuckled softly at that, the sound rumbling in his chest beneath your chin. He took another long drag of his cigarette, the embers glowing brighter for a moment. The smoke curled out from the side of his mouth, not quite reaching your face as he puffs aut the smoke, but the smell did. "Alright then, no smoking for you this morning," he murmured, his voice still rough with sleep. His free hand came up to rest on your back, calloused fingers tracing idle patterns on the smooth skin. He gazed down at you, deep honey brown eyes warm and slightly unfocused in the morning light. A lock of his curly hair fell over his forehead, brushing against your cheek. He looked content, at peace. Here, in this moment, away from the world and its expectations, he could just be Remus.

His hand drifted lower, following the curve of your spine, feeling the dip of the waist. He let his fingers linger there for a moment before continuing their explorations. All the while, his eyes never left your face, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Sleep well, love?" he asked softly, his voice a low, intimate murmur. The question felt more like a statement, a confirmation of the peaceful expression on your face. In this quiet, intimate moment, he wanted to know if you had found the same solace in sleep as he had.

"yeah, still a bit sleappy" You murmure resting your cheek now on his naked chest, your hand went to his face, fingertips brushing against his chin and lips. Remus smiled at your sleepy murmur, his lips curving under your gentle touch. He turned his head slightly to press a soft kiss to your fingertips, his morning stubble lightly scraping against their skin.

"Mhm, I can tell," he replied, his voice a low, intimate rumble. His hand on your back gave a gentle squeeze as he spoke. "You're still all warm and relaxed."

He took another drag of his cigarette, the smoke curling up and away from you both. The smell of tobacco and Remus's natural scent mixed together in the space between their faces. The morning sun caught in your own eyes, making them look even more beautiful to Remus opinion. He reached up with his free hand to brush a lock of hair from your face, tucking it gently behind their ear. His fingers lingered, tracing the curve of your ear, the line of your jaw. He let his thumb brush lightly over the cheekbone, feeling the soft skin beneath.

"Beautiful," he murmured, more to himself than to you. But he knew you could hear him, could feel the reverence in his touch, in his voice. In this moment, to Remus, you were the most beautiful thing in the world. The only thing that mattered. He took a final drag of his cigarette before stubbing it out in the ashtray on the bedside table. Then he wrapped both arms around you, holding you close. He just wanted to stay like this, wrapped up in each other, for as long as possible. The rest of the world could wait. Right now, he just wanted to be here, with you, in this perfect, peaceful moment.

you draped your arms araund His neck and he felt a surge of giddyness fown over him, he hugged you tigth with little giggles and kisses on your neck while he turn araund and now you were traped between the bed and him

Remus let out a soft, breathless laugh, your sudden show of affection sending a pleasant shiver down his spine. He tightened his embrace, hugging you close. His heart raced, a surge of giddiness and happiness filling his chest. He couldn't help but grin, a wide, genuine smile spreading across his face. you always had this effect on him, making him feel lighter, happier, even in the simplest of moments.

Still smiling, Remus began to place soft kisses along your neck, his lips brushing against their skin like the gentlest of touches. He let his mouth linger on the sensitive spot where your neck met the shoulder, feeling their pulse jump beneath his lips. "Mmm, you taste nice," he murmured between kisses, his voice a low, appreciative rumble. His hands roamed over your back, caressing and squeezing, reaffirming his embrace. He could feel the warmth of your body pressed against his own, could feel your heart beating in time with his own. In this moment, they were perfectly in sync, two halves of a whole. Remus never wanted to let them go. His kisses trailed back up to your jaw, your chin, before he captured your mouth in a soft, slow kiss. It deepened gradually, his lips moving against yours with a growing hunger. One hand came up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing over the cheekbone as he lost himself in the taste and feel of you.

after few minutes the doorbell rang, someone was calling aut the door, Remus grumble a little but didnt stop kissing you, meanwhile it rang again

"Rem– someone's calling"

You Said between kisses and giggles. Remus grumbled softly against your lips, a hint of annoyance creeping into his voice at the interruption. But he made no move to stop his playful kisses and caresses, instead letting his mouth linger on yours as the doorbell rang a third time. "Mhm, ignore it," he murmured, his words a low, distracted rumble. His hand slid down from your cheek to your neck, his thumb brushing over the racing pulse. He could feel the way your body responded to his touch, could hear the catch in their breath. "They'll go away," he assured you, before capturing your mouth in another deep, hungry kiss. His tongue teased along the seam of your lips, seeking entrance. He wanted to lose himself in them, to forget about the world outside their bedroom door.

The doorbell rang again and Remus groans, to wich you giggle a bit, your hand tugged at his pretty hair.

"Oh, this funny to you love?" Remus tease you back "you find my pain amusing, do you?" he teased again, his voice a low, playful rumble. His hand slid up from your neck to tangle in your hair, gently tugging a lock as retribution for your laughter. To punctuate his playful scolding, Remus leaned down and nipped lightly at your bottom lip, his teeth grazing the soft skin. He soothed the sting with a quick, soft kiss before pulling back to gaze at you, his expression a mix of feigned exasperation and genuine affection.

"Laugh all you want, love," he murmured, his thumb brushing over your kiss-swollen lips. "But I'll have my revenge..." His voice trailed off into a low, suggestive purr as the doorbell rang yet again, the sound now muffled by the thickness of the bedroom door. Remus rolled his eyes, a genuine groan escaping him this time. "That bloody... oh, to hell with them," he muttered, before capturing your mouth in a searing kiss, determined to block out the interruption and lose himself in his lover once more. His hands roamed your body with renewed fervor, caressing and exploring every curve and dip. He wanted to make the most of this stolen moment, before the real world came crashing back in.

"dude, are you comming to open or what?!"

Sirius shauted from across the room thru the door, Remus grumble some more and you just kissed his cheek and softly push him to stand up, wich he eventually did, but not before grumbling a little as you push him aut of bed, He pulled back from you with a final, lingering kiss to your cheek before allowing himself to be pushed up into a sitting position on the edge of the bed.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" he called out, his voice rough with sleep and lingering frustration. He scrubbed a hand over his face, trying to wake himself up. Remus stood, grabbing his boxers from the floor and stepping into them. He pulled a t-shirt over his head, leaving it unbuttoned. His hair was a wild mess, sticking up in every direction from your playful tugs. He paused by the door, turning back to you with a wry smile. "Don't go anywhere," he said, a hint of a command and a plea in his voice. "I'll get rid of Sirius and his impatience, then I'm all yours."

With that promise, he opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, leaving you to await his return. As he walked to the front door, he muttered under his breath, "Bloody hell, can't a bloke have a lazy morning with his girlfriend anymore without being interrupted by a bloody mad dog?" But he was smiling, a fond smile, as he reached for the door handle. Sirius's enthusiasm was hard to stay annoyed at for long. they were best friends after all.

When remus opend the door he tried his best to frown and stare at Sirius with a tierd and angry look.

"Finally, you opend the door after ages!" Sirius whined in protest, Remus leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his bare chest. "Well, good morning to you too, Padfoot," Remus drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Not that you're giving me much choice about the 'good' part." Sirius just grinned, unfazed by Remus's annoyance. He was already halfway through the open door, his eyes darting past Remus to peek into the bedroom.

"Blimey, it's not like I haven't seen you in your natural habitat before," Sirius teased, his grin widening. "Though I must say, you two were looking rather... cozy." Remus felt his cheeks flush slightly, but he held his ground. "Yes, well, we were until you decided to go all bloody doorbell happy," he retorted, his tone still grumpy. He made no move to invite Sirius in further, instead blocking the doorway with his tall, lean frame. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure of this early morning visit from my so-called best mate?" Remus asked, his voice still tinged with sleep and reluctance. Despite himself, Remus couldn't help but feel a flicker of amusement at Sirius's eager, almost manic grin. The man was impossible to stay truly annoyed at for long. Still, Remus wasn't about to make it easy for him.

"And it better be important," Remus added, his tone a warning. "I was in the middle of something... pleasant." The last word was said with a meaningful glance back towards the bedroom and you. Sirius took the oportunity to bolt into the room "Don't be so grumpy, i was just inviting my self in". Sirius Said calmly as he laid on the cauch like he alway did when he visited. Remus sighed in exasperation as Sirius brushed past him and made himself at home on the couch. He closed the door with a soft click, then turned to face his uninvited guest.

"Padfoot, I swear, one day your boundless enthusiasm is going to get you into serious trouble," Remus grumbled, running a hand through his tousled hair. He padded over to the couch, looming over Sirius with a stern expression. Sirius just grinned up at him, completely unrepentant. "Nah, where's the fun in that?" he replied, propping his feet up on the coffee table and getting comfortable. "Besides, I thought you lot might need a break from all that... pleasantness."

He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at Remus, a mischievous glint in his eye. Remus rolled his own eyes in response, feeling his face heat up slightly.

After a little of hearing remus and sirius voice, you knew remus whudnt come back to bed soon, so you decided to change into a pair of soft-looking pajama pants and a t-shirt, your hair still tousled from your earlier activities.

Remus felt a sudden, surge of regret from opening the door and not laying in bed with you, who lookoed adorably rumpled and kissable in your pajamas. The urge to scoop you up and carry you back to the bedroom and cuddle, away from Sirius's teasing gaze, was almost overwhelming. Instead, he stepped closer to you, slipping an arm around your waist and pulling you gently but firmly against his side. He gazed down at you, his brown eyes softening as he took in your flushed cheeks and tousled hair.

"You look lovely," Remus murmured, his voice low and tender. His thumb brushed over your cheek, a gentle caress that belied the intensity of his gaze. "Ignoring the fact that Sirius invited himself over unannounced." He shot Sirius a warning glare over Vera's head, a silent message that he ruined the fun. Turning his attention back to you, his arm tightening around your waist as he leaned in closer. "Tell you what," he murmured, his breath warm against your ear, as if telling a secret. "Why don't we make Sirius a cup of tea and then send him on his way? I'm not nearly done with you yet."

His voice was a low, suggestive rumble, filled with unspoken promises of all the things he still wanted to do with you. He wanted to worship every inch of their skin with his hands and his mouth. Remus wanted to consume Vera completely, to brand himself onto their very soul until they knew they belonged to him utterly and he belonged to you. And he would have, if not for the interruption of their ill-timed visitor.

As he said that you just giggle and nod, "Sirius, whud you like a cup of tea?". You asked him while Remus stuck His head on your neck, grumbling a little. Sirius grinned, not at all put off by Remus's possessive display. "Cheers, love, I'd love one," he replied, leaning back on the couch and making himself even more comfortable. "Though I must say, it's not often I see Remus so... eager to play host." He winked at you, a playful smirk on his lips. Remus just snorted softly, his breath warm against your neck as he nuzzled into their skin. "Don't read too much into it, Padfoot," he muttered, his words slightly muffled. "I just want you out of here as quickly as possible."

Despite his grumpy tone, Remus made no move to leave your side. Instead, he kept his arm wrapped snugly around your waist as he steered you towards the kitchen, his body pressed close to yours. "Tea, milk, sugar?" you asked Sirius over yours and Remus shoulder, a hint of amusement in your voice. You could feel Remus's lips curving into a smile against your neck, could feel the rumble of his soft chuckle vibrating through his chest.

"Just a splash of milk, no sugar," Sirius replied, his grin widening. "And maybe a biscuit if you've got one lying around. All this fresh air and... exercise," he added with a meaningful look at Remus, "has given me quite the appetite." Remus just rolled his eyes, a soft groan escaping him. "You're insufferable," he grumbled, but there was no real heat behind the words. He guided you to the kitchen, his hand never leaving your waist, his touch a constant, possessive caress. In the kitchen, Remus leaned against the counter, watching as you moved around, putting the kettle on and getting out mugs and tea bags. The domesticity of it all sent a strange, warm feeling through him.

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ok, i know it's not finished, but i didnt had enything to put and end to it, so, give me feed back please so i can update it???

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