That little gasp wasn't him either, Severus was sure of it, though he stopped fixating on all of the things he wasn't quite doing and worked instead towards what he was trying to do. Merlin, he was delicious. Remus's mouth was perfect. Not one to be outdone by anyone, Severus deepened the kiss further, panting against parted lips as he caressed Remus's tongue with the very tip of his own.

He had an unusual urge to thank him then, not just for being with him, or staying, or seeking him out, but because of who he was. He could not get enough of the other boy's hands.