Aenaria (io_aenaria) wrote,


Just a little thing I whipped up for the drabble challenge on the wolfandlady comm. R/T shippiness with a smidge of post-OotP angst abounds. Enjoy!

It could be said that Tonks was doing a fair version of the tarantallegra curse on top of the mattress, clad only in a pair of snitch-patterned knickers. She preferred to call it dancing to the music that was playing in her head. Remus, from his vantage point of lying on the bed, just called it a very nice view. He especially liked the way her breasts wobbled. His body expressed his like of the image as well; the thin boxers did nothing to conceal it.

He picked up the picture on the night table and glanced between it and Tonks. “Life imitating art, hmm?”

She shrugged, rose-petal pink hair flopping along with her bounces, and hummed a little bit.

“I think I’ve heard this song,” Remus grinned.

Tonks landed on her bum and crawled up Remus’s body. “And his hair was perfect…”

He tangled his hands in the pink waves and pulled her mouth to his. “I don’t like piña coladas,” he mumbled into it as she giggled and tried to kiss him at the same time.

Outside the bedroom door Mad-Eye Moody paused and listened to the laughter for a brief moment. “Enjoy it while it lasts, laddies,” he sighed, hoping the words somehow reached them. “It’s going to be a hard road from here on out.”

Oh, and for those of you interested in the R/M outtake, it's almost done, or at least the juicy bits are. ;)
Tags: remus/tonks
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