Remus' thoughts weren't even remotely on Sirius. Which was just the opposite of when he was with Sirius; he thought of nothing but Severus. Although should Remus be thinking of Sirius, he would be glad that Severus had more control. It made things easier and better. Where Sirius had the confidence, Severus was more complacent to Remus' needs.

He pulled his mouth off the other long enough to catch his breath and nod. At that moment, Remus wanted whatever Snape wanted. He rolled on his side at that, since it'd be easier to undo more clothing if need be. But it didn't lessen anything. Remus pressed his chest to Snape's, rubbing up against him slightly. He wanted to take the other's breath away. He wanted to hear him gasp or more, knowing that the teenager was feeling the same thing he was.