His eyes flicked for a moment on his wrist, but he didn't move that one - the one he was touching. He lowered the other hand though. Remus couldn't move the hand that Severus was touching. It just wouldn't.

He took a hard swallow as his fingers dug into his shoulder. It wasn't hard, but it seemed it was now he who was clutching. His mouth was dry and as he spoke, Remus found his breath stuck in his throat. It took him a few seconds and a few seconds to realize what he said. "Yeah." was all he managed to whisper back.

He clenched his jaw, biting down. What was happening to him and why was Severus eliciting this reaction from him?