Remus felt incredibly conflicted. There were so many things swimming around in his head. Was this a betrayal to Willy? (The answer should be no.) Why did John want him? (He hoped it wasn't just to fuck with Willy.) Did he want to be with someone else? (It did feel so nice to be wanted...)

But then. Then there was the instinct slamming into him. Because the full moon was tomorrow and he'd been wanting to fuck something all day.

He decided not to think. He leaned in and kissed him... a gentle kiss... that almost immediately became a hard crush of their mouths as that instinct took over.