Songs:
Summer Wine (Nancy Sinatra, Lee Hazelwood)
"My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak."
Burning Desire (Lana Del Rey)
"Your hands were on my hips, your name is on my lips. Over over again, like my only prayer."
A/N: Contains smut. Not very graphic, but smut is smut. I suggest you listen to the songs while reading. they'll elevate the experience
If someone asked Remus Lupin how he thought his Friday evening would go, he wouldn't have guessed that he would spend it with Callisto, as she desperately tried to teach him how to ballroom dance. It was unnecessary, mostly because attending balls had never been his thing and impossible, as his control over his limbs seemed to be very limited. He didn't mean to be as much of a menace for society, but he was still not quite used to the growth spurt he had had two years ago. Hope Lupin, like any other mother, had bought bigger clothes for him at the time, knowing he'd grow into them, but nothing had prepared the woman for having his long pants reach the middle of his calves in less than a year.
"Sorry." He mumbled as he stepped on her again, the pained expression in her eyes as she tried to put on a smile making him flush red. "How many times?"
"Fifteenth." She blurted out. "It's fine. You're doing better."
"I suck at this."
"I won't even try to deny that." Callisto commented. "Just follow my lead, Rem."
It surely was becoming easier, that much was true. There was no music playing, but Callisto didn't seem to mind as she led the way, taking step after step as if she had been doing this her entire life.
"So, was it always this silent when you were dancing with the purebloods?"
"You want to make small talk, Lupin?"
"With you? Absolutely not." Remus stated. "Let's put on some music. This is depressing."
Callisto broke the embrace and turned on the radio, browsing through the different channels. She stopped when she felt Remus' hands around her waist, turning her around so she could face him. There was an arrogant smirk on his lips, something that wasn't all that usual, but always made her heart flutter.
"She saw my silver spurs and said let's pass some time"
"Dance with me." Remus said. "This time without the stupid steps."
"What happened to 'please'?"
"You'll dance with me anyways." He retorted, pulling her closer to him. It was obvious from the start that he much rather preferred the casual dancing, his thumb rubbing small circles on her back as she let her head lay softly on his chest.
"My summer wine is really made from all these things."
Her eyes were closed, just like any other time she had seen her dance, or listen to music. It seemed as if she couldn't really appreciate the different instruments and vocals unless she was surrounded by darkness. When he had asked her, she had just said that everything was too distracting, so she blocked it all off. He had tried to do the same just once, as an experiment. He felt like an utter fool at the beginning, but it didn't matter at all.
"Oh, oh summer wine..."
Remus couldn't ignore the peculiar sensation that always seemed to ignite in his heart every time he was with her those past two weeks. It was overwhelming, as if he needed to do something about it, but he didn't know what. What even was that feeling? Admiration, because she had to be the most extraordinary person he had ever met? Infatuation, because she made him feel as if every single cell of his body was on fire? Or complete and utter adoration, because she just was who she was and to him, Callisto Claire was everything.
He didn't know if she felt the same way, but he hoped she did, even if it was just a fraction of his own emotions.
"My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak. I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet."
Remus lifted her chin with his finger, connecting their lips. She immediately kissed him back, her arms lazily wrapping around his neck. Remus had expected that the kiss would extinguish the fire inside him, but it only seemed to make it stronger as he held her closer to him, his grip on her waist firm. Callisto's fingers threaded with his hair, a surprised squeal leaving her lips as she abruptly broke the kiss when Remus' lifted her up.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"I'm getting us comfortable, love."
He kissed her again as he carried her over to the side of his bed. Callisto's heart started beating even faster as her back came in contact with the soft mattress, Remus' lips trailing kisses on her jawline. She took in a sharp breath when he gently bit the sweet spot on her neck, the skin burning wherever he touched her. He didn't seem to be close enough to her, even if there wasn't a single part of her body that was untouched by him. Remus only pulled away when there was a faded mauve mark on her neck, contrasting against the pale skin.
A moan escaped from her lips as his fingers grazed her thighs, going up with every motion.
He could have sworn, that single sound was the only thing he ever needed to hear.
"Do that again." He ordered, his grip on her thighs tightening. "I wanna hear every moan."
She smirked, pulling him closed by the hem of his shirt, "Then make me."
Her fingers tugged on his shirt, the gesture taking him aback like any other time and giving her the chance to get over him, a smile on her lips. Remus' shirt was soon discarded on the floor, Callisto's lips connecting with the scar that began right under his collarbone. His fingers trailed over the thin scar on her back, reaching the clasp of her bra and undoing it messily, a laugh erupting from her lips as she helped him out.
Soon, there was a small pile with clothes right by his bed, their pace tantalizingly slow as he tried to savor every moment. It was different than all the other times, the desperation they both felt not only physical, as both their hearts beat faster, synchronizing at the intimacy of each touch.
Her lips trailed from his collarbone to the scars of his chest, stopping right above his heart. He didn't have any scars there, but she still kissed the hot skin. His hand laid on her cheek softly and he gently lifted her head so she could look at him. Next thing she knew, she was right under him, moans escaping her lips as his touch got forever engraved in her mind.
As he looked down at her, blonde hair contrasting against the rich red color of the covers, her eyes half closed as she breathed heavily and her cheeks flushed a pale pink color, he realized it was pure adoration. It was something he could never express with words, knowing nothing could ever do justice to the way he felt about her. Not even the greatest poets in the world would be able to capture the alluring beauty of her smile, the sound of her moans that could make even the holiest men sin, and her feathering touches that he could never really get rid of. He was convinced that he and she couldn't be made of the same flesh and bones.
"You're so beautiful." He murmured, pressing a kiss on her heart. "And you're all mine."
"Remus," She called, her voice straining against her throat. "I want you now."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." She murmured, stretching her arm to reach the wand on his nightstand. "You?"
"Yes." He answered, unable to hide a smile as the wand escaped from her fingers, falling on the floor. Remus immediately picked it up, casting a protection spell on them.
Her breathing got heavier as his hand grazed her heat, teasing her mercilessly.
"Just fuck me already." The hint of annoyance in her voice made Remus chuckle as he held her hips still.
"I thought you liked it when I teased you." He taunted. "It surely seems like you do."
"I want you now."
He couldn't deny her any longer. All of his patience had thinned out.
Just like every other time, all she could feel at first was pain. That soon subsided, leaving her behind with a feeling of unmatched pleasure as he held her close to him, his hand wrapped around her wrists tightly. She was completely consumed by him, every thrust making her moan, the sound of his name tumbling from her lips so heatedly only riling him up even more.
There was only her, the sweet scent of her perfume, the tingle of nicotine on her lips, her intoxicating touch, the sound of her moans straining against her throat. Just her, so inexplicably addictive, more than any other substance he could ever get his hands on.
She didn't even care about the bruises he was leaving all over her body, his hands always on her; her hips, her hands, her neck, everywhere. The pleasure she felt mixed sweetly with the dull pain, the line between the two blurring as their bodies met.
Her breathing was cut short as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, nails digging into his back one last time as bit her neck gently.
"Fuck, Callisto..." He grunted, his voice hoarse as he rode out their highs.
Remus pulled her closer to him, the chastity of the kiss he pressed on her lips making her smile. Her breathing was still erratic as Remus' returned back to its normal state. She forcibly took deeper breaths, trying to ignore the burning sensation in her chest that erupted yet again.
"Are you okay?" Remus asked, concern flashing in his dark brown eyes at the thought that he might had hurt her. "Was I-"
"No." She interjected, a reassuring smile on her lips. "Everything's fine." She smirked, noticing the mauve mark on his neck. "More than just fine."
Remus just shook his head, a similar smile on his lips as he averted his gaze away from her. The realization that she wouldn't have to leave anymore as if someone was chasing her out of the dorm settled in his chest, only making the warm feeling stronger. She could stay with him now for the whole night, laying in his arms without having to pretend it meant nothing.
Callisto looked up at him, finding herself getting lost again in her own thoughts as she observed him curiously.
"You're really pretty." She hummed. Disheveled hair, flushed complexion, and a smile so faint she would have missed it if she didn't look hard enough. He truly looked like an angel who had somehow found himself on Earth and in her arms; divine disguised as human.
"Very generous compliment." He murmured, his finger trailing over the scar on his hand.
Callisto shook her head, "Prettiest boy I've ever seen."
"You're exaggerating."
"No, I'm not." She argued, snuggling closer to him. "Remus, you're a masterpiece."
Remus didn't find it in his heart to say anything more, knowing she would insist on what she was saying no matter what his opinion was.
That didn't mean that her words didn't echo in his mind, shaking a very sensible part of himself that had been rooted into his psyche for years.
Remus, you're a masterpiece.
~ ~ ~
"WAKE UP, WHORES!" Sirius shouted, jumping up and down the room. Callisto's eyes snapped open and she looked around panicked, letting out a small sigh of relief as she realized she was still in Remus' dorm.
Remus stirred, yawning slightly, "Fuck you."
"That's what Callie is for." Sirius smuggly replied. "I just did something."
"Aw, did you pee your pants again?" Callisto mocked, making Remus snicker. "It's alright, Sirius. Even big boys do that sometimes."
"No." Sirius huffed. "I have a date this weekend."
"Who's the poor girl?" Remus asked, snickering. "Let me guess, a Hufflepuff."
"Actually," Sirius said with a proud smile. "He's a Gryffindor."
"Are you fucking Dumbledore?!"
"That's what you have to say to me coming out to you?" Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"Oh Merlin, a homosexual." Remus deadpanned. "What a surprise."
"This is definitely news." Callisto added, nodding in mock-surprise. Sirius just pursed his lips in annoyance, sending them both a middle finger. Callisto pretended to catch it mid-air and sent him back a kiss.
The door burst open and James came in, Peter following him. James immediately plopped down on the bed, completely crashing Callisto's leg, while Peter looked very much exhausted because of whatever James had told him.
"Did you know Ares Brown is gay?" James asked, both Callisto and Sirius staring at him, trying to figure out if he was joking or not. "Lily heard from Marlene, who heard from Tabi, who talked with Jones, who was told by Amelia, that Ares got caught snogging someone in an empty classroom by Flitwick."
"I have a detention, by the way." Sirius hummed thoughtfully.
"Do you know who he was snogging with?" Remus asked, looking at Sirius teasingly.
"No." James shrugged. "Doubt we know him."
"Lucky guy." Sirius commented casually. "Brown is a great kisser."
"I s'pose." James mumbled, his eyes widening. "Wait! What?"
"Oh, this is fun." Callisto whispered, nudging Peter who seemed equally entertained.
"He's a great kisser."
"How do you know?"
"Because I've kissed him." Sirius stated. "Many times."
"You're gay too?" James asked, pushing his glasses further up his nose as Sirius nodded a bit sheepishly. "Huh, you really do learn something new every day."
"That's news to you?" Peter questioned, snorting. "Merlin, Potter, are those glasses real or just for show?"
"Well excuse me for not going around, with my little homosexuality radar, putting my nose in peoples business!"
"No-nose-Potter." Peter whispered, earning a stifled laugh from Remus.
"We're going out next week." Sirius bragged. "I'm taking him to the Three Broomsticks."
"What a gentleman." Remus commented. "So, I'm guessing we're not going to the Three Broomsticks."
Callisto smiled, "Are you asking me out, Lupin?"
"It was about time, Claire."
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HAPPY VALENTINES EVERYONEEE
I hope you like this chapter. I couldn't make it too graphic, but I wanted it to be more romantic anyways sooooo yeah I really hope you enjoyed this.
I love Callisto and Remus together and this is just making my heart very very happy.