It hurt. Remus didn't mean it to, but Severus's skin was already bruised and overly sensitive. That did not stop him from pushing closer. He needed to know that this hadn't changed. So even if it was painful, he dud not want the other boy to stop.

Without much warning, Severus jumped on Remus, pushing him down against the arm rest and climbed on top of him with needy fingers and needier lips and tongue.

Laying flush against his chest, Severus's fingers gently moved through Remus's hair. It was getting long. He liked it.