With the other boy on top of him, he felt more comfortable with proceeding. He wasn't sure about how bad he had been hurt, aside from the bruises on his face. Remus held him around the waist and slid down on the couch. He rather liked Severus being on top, though he could sense the desperation in the feverish kisses he was now giving.

Remus kissed him back just the same. His own hands were grasping onto him, wanting to be there for him as much as he could.