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And you salute me, Miss America.
Remus took the opportunity to move his hands to the backs of your thighs and deceitfully run them up toward the hem of your skirt. You hummed at his actions and gripped his shoulders. He nudged his head back to your neck and placed light kisses against your throat. The drinks running through you made his actions all the more intense.
James spun back around with yours and Remus’ drinks in hand. He handed them to you as he sipped his own. You held your drink to your chest as you watched Remus sip his. His hand around the glass sending heat through you, imagining what else that hand had done. His other hand remained latched to the back of your thigh and when he caught your gaze he squeezed it. He sent you an all-knowing smirk and raised his glass to his lips again. You blushed and tried to push your sexual thoughts from your head, taking a swig from your drink to help.
Luckily, James’ attention was now focused on Lily’s dancing form. Remus noticed this too and swiftly moved his hand to the curve of your ass. You glared at him as he smiled up at you. He moved to stand and placed his glass on the bar top.
rowan to aelin
*tired squire voice* yes my liege, your armour is serving absolute cunt today
i feel like i'm wasting my life away. anyways.