coffins are so last year (Juliette)

[remy]

Remy was just on his usual rounds at the Three Broomsticks when he realized how late it had gotten, but he knew fully well that he had to make his way home before the night was out. Although there was still a few hours before he had to even head to bed so he figured he should at least visit home. No, he'd wait til tomorrow when he didn't have to go to work anytime soon, but thankfully the tips he had made from the last week had actually kept him rather well-fed. Remy really didn't want to hoard all the cash to himself, but he sometimes just had to go on a spending spree to keep himself looking lively. Nah, that was just in his mind, and having his usual traveling cloak on to keep him warm when he was moving throughout the night. The way he moved though was more like he was gliding across the terrain when he was instantly at the house's front door.

Remy honestly didn't need to be invited in anymore, since that had changed so long ago when he had taken Juliette's heart for his own. It was a long shot, but he was glad that his wife had loved him even knowing what he was. It was rare to find anyone who actually loved a vampire for who he was and not what he was...yet he hated even being classified as a magical creature. Sure, he was undead, but that was no reason to call him some form of creature like that. Luckily, he was just going to enjoy this evening while it would last with Juliette and his daughters were at Hogwarts leaving him alone with her.

Smirking softly as he then checked his own hair in the reflection of one of the windows, and forgot that he couldn't see it. That was one thing that he wasn't going to do at the moment while he could just sit back and relax. Opening the door as he merely looked around the cozy home and was glad he was home. As rare as he visited, he obviously was going to return whenever he could so that he could visit Juliette more so that he wouldn't break her heart from how much he stayed out at his job. Surely she was making more money than him, but it really depended on the nights when Remy got his cash. Luckily, he was paid well to stay around the many patrons that wanted to hear more about his stories. "Hello, Juliette, I'm home, are you awake?" he asked calmly as he stepped within the house closing the door behind him.

Wearing a normal brown coat that covered his white muscle-shirt, and having some normal blue jeans on to blend in with the muggle-borns just to keep a nice natural edge to him. Most wizards did lose their edge when they got older, but not him. Remy was well-fashionable due to the many eras he had lived through so far, but preferred a more modern thrill to his taste in clothes. Smiling as he hoped to see Juilette running towards him and opened his arms as he heard running of some form towards him.

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[jules]

Sighing a little to herself, Juliette put away her book back on the sidetable after glancing at the clock on the wall opposite her. It was getting far too late and she should have already been asleep. Yet, she had prolonged her reading a few extra hours, convincing herself that the plot was just getting good, and that she’d stop after the next chapter. The book wasn’t as interesting as she led herself to believe, probably because she just couldn’t concentrate on the words she was reading or what was happening to whatever the characters’ names were. Well, she’d certainly have to reread that one later on. She couldn’t feign interest anymore. It was far too late, and she had to work far too early tomorrow morning. No use staying up anymore to only make herself tired and possibly a little cranky in the morning.

Her lips formed a disappointed pout as she shimmied under the thick down comforter, unwilling to snuggle up into it even though she was feeling a little chilly. She huffed and turned off her bedside lamp, turning herself to stare at the ceiling, her body wanting sleep, but her mind unwilling to give in a close her eyes. This was getting ridiculous, she realized, and turned on her side, tucking her hands under her pillow, only to come face to face with the other empty side of the bed. That wasn’t any better. In fact, it was probably worse. So she turned again, facing the opposite direction. Finally, she found herself lying on her stomach with her face pressed into her thick pillow, grumbling into it. Yes, she was behaving a little bit like a spoiled brat, but she really didn’t care. There was no one else around to notice, and that was precisely her problem.

Childish as it was, she was disappointed that she was alone, yet again, for another night. She was glad that her girls were off having their own adventures as school and that her husband was doing what he loved, but sometimes.. well, she seriously considered getting a cat. At least then there’d be some other form of life around here. It was a little depressing coming home to an empty house, then going to bed alone, making dinner for one, having no one to talk to. Juliette had gone five years like this already, and she wasn’t sure she could put up with any more.

She was contemplating good cat names when she faintly heard the door open downstairs. Immediately, she stopped breathing, ended her train of thought and popped up slightly, propping herself up on her elbows to listen. Unlike the rest of her family, she wasn’t gifted with exceptional hearing and had to strain herself to hear what would be loud noises to them. Cautiously, she pushed the blankets off herself, trying to be quiet and deliberate in her movements, trying but failing to peg the light footsteps she heard as some she knew. Her barefeet padded slowly to the door, thumping against the hardwood as she went, increasing in speed when she heard the voice call out to her. She took particular care not to slip on the stairs, and clutched the banister on the way down.

A smile adorned her face as she lurched herself at Remy, feeling like a giddy little schoolgirl. Sleep and everything else forgotten as she clutched onto his coat, probably a little harder than a normal person would have. She nodded and smiled, staring up at him and blinking, trying to make sure he was actually there and she hadn’t fallen asleep while reading, and she’d wake up and find this all a dream. "I missed you."

[remy]

Remy could feel Juliette's body pressed up against him and he could almost tell she had missed him to the ends of the earth from the way she did so. Remy was almost tempted to just stay here half the time, but he rarely came home to feed although he always visited during the holidays taking the time off to stay with his family. The patrons had seen enough of him lately, and he might as well have been a bouncer at every place he performed at. Normally the routine was that he started at the Three broomsticks, play there for an hour, then move on to the Hog's head. It was easy for him to traverse so quickly without anyone seeing him since he had done so many excursions with his brother using the cover of the shade. Super speed was indeed rewarding to him and he planned on keeping what he did at all the pubs a secret from her.

Some part of Remy knew that Juliette might know that he had been sucking blood from other women, but it had always occured that way. Never did he drain them too much at all, but he rarely drained blood from his lover due to fear of over-feeding. Smelling the fresh scent on her skin and feeling her heart-beat against his own caused him to lick his lips softly. It wasn't out of fear, but out of a hunger that only a vampire knew. Sadly, Remy, couldn't control his blood lust once he got to the point where he needed a large amount of human blood to sustain him for a few days on end. Finally wrapping his arms around her in return he let his lips touch her ear softly.

"I'm sorry I was gone for so long, Juliette, I missed you so much too" was all he said to her as he admired her beauty again and just how much she had grown into a very beautiful woman. Even after they had moved here, and the fact he had been traveling so much to keep their money issues at bay he supposed taking a nice break for a while would indeed be nice. There would be lots of people who would miss him, and thinking the inns would never hire him again if he didn't show up at least once a week. The proposition to be a full-time employee at the places during the nights had been a nice offer, but he could have only worked when the sun was down to whenever it was about to rise. Sadly, not many customers were left in the morning to hear his stories. It was rare to find any night owls these days and most that did stay were usually students ending up getting kicked out after being ID'd.

Funny how this world was somewhat similar to a muggle one, but only Remy would know that since he had traversed the world so many times. Grinning as he finally held Juliette closer to him, and embraced her tightly as her lips met her own suddenly just pressing into her firmly. Soon he pulled away from the kiss lightly to whisper into her ear, "Our eldest daughter, Viviana, visited me at work the other day, I was quite surprised. What have you been up to, darling?" he asked her calmly trailing one finger slowly along her cheek making sure the touch was just his finger-tip to leave a very desirable tingling feeling.

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[jules]

Once she had assured herself that she wasn’t dreaming by pinching the skin of her leg with her toes, she quickly regained her composure, at least a little bit. Even though Remy frequently came home for visits, and spent the holidays with their family, she was always pleasantly surprised when he made an impromptu appearance. While other wives got to see their husbands every day for extended periods of time, Juliette was fairly sure she wouldn’t be able to adapt to that. For as long as she had known him, and much longer than that she knew, Remy had been a wandered, and she’d never want to take that away from him. She tried to remain impartial to the idea, but she had, in fact, grown up with a father who worked regular hours and came home to his family everyday at the same time like clockwork; she hadn’t originally been sure that she could make this work. It didn’t work very well, per se. She always found herself missing him when he was gone, and despite her efforts to quell the feelings by taking on longer and more frequents shifts at the hospital after their youngest daughter went off to school, she could never really fill the space.

Maybe, though, the short bouts of separation were good for them. People had always said that distance made the heart grow fonder, and Juliette was fairly sure she was a living testament to that. Because Remy was gone so often, the time they did have together was much more precious to her, ever touch was cherished and every look, remembered. When Remy was around, nothing else really mattered to her, especially now with their children gone and having the home to themselves. The growth of the girls brought things into perspective though; time was passing, for Juliette more than anyone else, as she continued to move on, Remy stayed the same. It didn’t bother her all that much. The questions related a little too complex for her to really want to think about, doing so would only make her question her decisions, and she knew that would lead to a path she wasn’t sure she wanted to go down at the moment. Those thoughts were easier to push away at times like this; her husband more tangible under her hands than any thoughts.

Her eyes watched in rapt attention as his tongue came out to wet his lips, knowing that she had caused that. A light blush sprinkled her cheeks and she had to force herself to look away, though not very far as she raked her chocolate brown orbs over his body. How she’d been so blessed, she’d never know. If she had married someone her age, they’d probably be graying with a pot-belly, while she still liked to believe she retained some of her youth, but not her husband. Oh no. He’d stay perfectly fit for the rest of eternity, and the though made her lick her lips. Well, she got halfway through the action before she realized he was speaking to her. “You’re here now,” she replied, wrapping her arms around his neck as he pulled her closer. “And that’s what matters.”

“She did?” Juliette asked innocently, still trying to regain her senses from their kiss, and a shiver extending down her spine at his voice in her ear. Merlin, the things he did to her. “Was something wrong?” She inquired, her eyebrows knitting together in worry. She’d be surprised if there was; Viviana was under strict instructions to owl home if anything was wrong. “Mmm, me?” she said, leaning into his touch where it left a trail of warmth across her skin. “Just work,” she sighed. “And I almost bought a cat.”

[remy]

Remy was quite content with holding Juliette in his arms and almost wished time could just hold still even for a few minutes while he remembered his ever-impending immortality might pend such judgment. Some day he would die, but not in this life time as of yet, but he had some hard decisions to make later on. Who would raise the kids if either one of them somehow had an accidental may-hap of some form? Well, Remy obviously didn't want to turn Juilette against her will at all since that would be against his own rules, and was certain that thought had cropped up a few times while they had been together.

Living eternity together with her would have been too much to ask, and tried to avoid that subject as thoroughly as he could whenever they mentioned their daughters being half-vampire. Thankfully, she was graced with giving birth and Remy had been surprised he had gotten her pregnant in the first place. The past five years had indeed been hard on the both of them as he decided to tell her his idea for now. "So, I was thinking, that since I'm away from home too much and I miss you too much while I'm at my job. Hell, seeing all those couples out there sort of reminds me of me and you back when we were there when you worked as a waitress. I'll never forget the look in your eyes when you first saw me. I had envisioned the world's most gorgeous woman and I was right all along, you still are gorgeous every day," he whispered into her ear as he knew that this wasn't normal for him.

Acting so suave and not taking the initiative was his way of teasing her before anything occurred. Suddenly he pressed a chaste kiss to her lips softly, and made it incredibly desirable by just being there with her. Yes, he could smell her blood and it was intoxicating as his fangs suddenly seemed to spring out as usual surprising himself as he hid them from her. Hating the fact she could tell when he was feeling more than just a little out of the ordinary for her. Even right now, he was feeling like these clothes were becoming too much of a restraint on what he wanted from her. There weren't any kids around for a change knowing that his proposition would change her outlook on things a little bit.

"Now as for my proposition I might be staying home a lot more so I get to see more of you so you don't think I run off with other people...mainly also to drink off only your blood since I know you're not fond of me getting it from other sources. At first I thought I'd enjoy your blood too much, and now I find I can control myself better when I'm around to. If you have to though, don't hesitate in using whatever force you have to..to get me off of you if I keep going without warning," was all he said to her, despite how much pain it brought to his voice to say that to her, but perhaps the first sentence would make her forget about the last part as his hands trailed light touches along her back gently.

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[jules]

Juliette’s gaze drifted between Remy’s eyes and his mouth as she listened, or at least tried to, to what he was saying. It was a little difficult to concentrate on his words when she was so excited, but she strained herself to pay attention and keep her mind on his voice, and not other things that were running through her mind. Besides, she could tell something was up, and maybe if she listened he would either tell her, or she’d pick it out from what he was saying. She was good at that; looking underneath the words. It was a little trait that most people found frustrating, especially the girls, who didn’t particularly like it when their mother knew something was wrong or something had changed, and just a few minutes into a conversation, could pin-point exactly what it was. It made keeping secrets from her a little difficult, but mostly she kept her discoveries to herself; if they wanted her to know, they’d tell her. Same with Remy. If it was important and she deserved to know, she didn’t have a doubt in her mind that he’d just come right out with it eventually.

“I miss you too,” she said, pressing through the slight shivers that his whispering was causing that raked across her body. “Hahaha,” she laughed lightly, remembering the night they had met for the first time and recalling it vividly. “I’ll never forget the trouble I had after for breaking those glasses,” she chuckled and raised her fingers to intertwine with the hair at the nape of his neck. Juliette couldn’t help but blush at his comment; she’d always been a modest person who didn’t like to flaunt anything. She was still getting used to receiving compliments, especially from him. “I thought I had seen an angel that day. And I guess you are, my own personal angel,” she said with another blush and a crooked smile.

He was teasing her, and she knew it, but she always had to admit he was doing a damn good job at it. When he pressed his lips to hers, she couldn’t help but whimper softer when he released them, all too soon. That was definitely not enough. At least not for what she wanted. The feel of his lips always made her just want them more, and she was certain he was trying to drive her into insanity before the night was over. It didn’t take her long to realize her was suffering from a little hunger; the slight quirk in his jaw and sudden rigidity of his posture quickly tipped her off. She couldn’t do anything for him at the moment, so she settled with messaging the back of his neck with one hand, and laying the other on his cheek, listening to what he had to say next.

“I’d like that,” she said with a soft smile. “You staying here more. But it won’t damage you, uhm.. reputation, will it?” she asked, concerned. ‘Reputation’ wasn’t the exact word she had wanted to use, but she couldn’t find the other one right now. “You can always take as much as you need, love,” she said, leaning her head against him. “You know that,” she twisted her neck to look up at him, though her eyes only met with the underside of his jaw, she peppered light kisses there as she waited for an answer.

[remy]

Remy was smiling at Juliette's delicious curves and kept imagining her with nothing at that moment which also started to create a rather desirable reaction from him. Remy raised an eyebrow at her for a moment and the way her sensual body seemed so sexual only started to make him look at her as if she were more of a woman to him. Of course she was since she was very easy to keep up with and Remy liked that about her. There wasn't too much clingy emotions that he had to worry about, but he knew she was really thrilled about that when he told her he'd be around more. Surely his daughters would love that too whenever they visited home, but Viviana may not like it cause she wouldn't get to see her father as much until the holidays.

Usually the summer holidays were when Remy would take his complete vacation breaks and walking to work for him was a breeze. It really was just a five minute walk if he did that each day, and stuck with Juliette throughout the evenings or whenever it was dark unless she liked to sleep in the basement with him. After all there was a bed down there just for her, and Remy was usually holed up there while he slept peacefully. Luckily their basement didn't have any windows, which would have been a fire hazard in many homes, but it would have been a hazard to Remy if it did. Luckily this was a great styled place to just hole up for the time being. Until an incident happened here, they weren't moving anytime soon. Trailing his hands softly against her smooth back and kept his body pressed up against hers.

Starting to let his lips trail across her own again as he smelled her perfume on her body and her natural scent too while his fangs gently grazed her neck slowly. Almost piercing the skin, but he decided to just play it smart for now while the blood of another human was rushing through his system causing his veins to just look like they were blackened. Strange that it looked natural on him now of all things, but when he had first seen this happen a while back he had freaked out. In fact that was almost the same night when he had fed on that young infant, and still haunts his mind to this day. Sure, hey may be perfect in his body, but his mind was rather fragile with certain things.

Shaking his head softly, he merely nudged that memory away with a slight mental prod and then held Juliette tightly in his arms once more while deciding to be rather serious with her. Curious as to what could have made her attitude towards him be so strange, although he had to raise an issue with her. It was one of importance that needed to be discussed before he did any more of it. Luckily it would be easy since he had won her over a little with telling her he was going to be around more for her.

At least now he wouldn't feel guilty about leaving her home alone all the time, and his eyes just finally looked up into hers to stare into her own. Watching her blush made him softly kiss her deeply on the lips as his tongue flashed across her lips until he pulled away to whisper hotly into her ear pressing his whole body against her own. "You know, you always make me hot, no matter where we are, but I must ask you something...how would you feel if I stopped feeding off others in general and just you?" he asked her calmly. This was a lot to ask, but he was asking her to trust him. Remy thought he should have just asked this a long time ago, but that was back then not now. It had been almost seventeen years since he had fed off other people, but only if they were willing. This discussion had always ended up with him walking out to head to work, but now it was time to finish it.

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[jules]

Juliette couldn’t deny that the prospect of having Remy around much more, almost permanently, was very appealing, and was quite exciting her. He’d still have to leave, but so did she. It didn’t mean in any way that he was going to haul himself up in the old house forever, just that he would be commuting back and forth to where he was needed for the night. Still, the few hours that she’d get to regularly see him, well those would be the times she’d live for. Although their time together was precious, she always wanted more, just as most people did with things they loved. Juliette wasn’t a greedy person by nature, but every once in a while, she felt like she deserved to monopolize her husband’s time for herself, especially when she was at work and the other women she worked with spoke about their doting husbands, and their surprise lunches, flowers they received even when in the middle of work, only to be swept away by their significant others for a nice walk in the park or a picnic on the beach. Juliette hadn’t quite grasped everything she’d be giving up of a normal romance when she’d fallen in love with a vampire, though she wouldn’t lie and say she never imagined what it would be like if Remy was just a normal human being.

With her hands still playing in his hair, her back arched into him as she felt his hands running along her spine. If he was trying to coax her closer, it was working very well. She’d never been afraid of getting close to him. While other people may have a natural reaction to a predator and an instinct told them to back away, she’d never gotten that. From the first time she saw Remy, she’d been inexplicably pulled toward him. Dangerous as it may have been for anyone else, Juliette trusted him with her life, quite honestly, and knew that he would never intentionally hurt her. She’d been adamant about it from day one, especially with her parents who hadn’t been too sure of their relationship at first. Remy had succeeded in winning her mother over rather quickly, but her father was still undecided, as much as she prodded at him to change his mind. It didn’t matter to her much though, she loved Remy and if they didn’t respect that, they were the ones with a problem and not her.

“Mmm,” she hummed softly when he began nipping at her neck, remembering the familiar feeling and what it usually led to. She wrapped her arms around him in a more secure hold when he did the same, noting the tiny change in atmosphere around him. He must’ve been thinking about something unpleasant, she deduced, and continued messaging his scalp in small, circular motions and playing with his hair to calm him. When his lips left hers after teasing her with his tongue, she unconsciously searched for his lips again, but found them at her ear instead, and bit her lip as shivers once again wracked her body and listened. “Oh,” she said simply as his first statement, not quite knowing how to respond, but knowing that she felt like an uncontrolled teenager with the way she was reacting. “You would do that?” she asked. “It wouldn’t create any problems, you know, health wise?” And there she was, ruining a perfectly romantic moment with her concern for his well-being.

Although she had never had any problem with him feeding off other people, it was what he had to do to survive after all, it had always been a small knot in the back of her mind. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him, because she did, she just didn’t trust other people. Her husband was a very good-looking man with the quite the amount of sex-appeal, and she knew the prospect of getting with a vampire was just as appealing to some people, regardless of what they looked like. Bloodlust could make someone completely change, she knew, and it was possible that some things had happened that she didn’t know about, and preferred not to know about. She didn’t want to become the jealous type who had to constantly keep tabs on her family, but it did bother her. And, suppose he only fed on her, she’d probably sleep better knowing his food was coming from a reliable source that they were able to control, and not random strangers they didn’t know anything about. “But I would like that,” she finshed after considering the advantages.

[remy]

Remy really didn't know what to say to her at that moment, but he then just let his hands trail across her back softly soon sliding underneath the garments she was wearing. Knowing nothing but bare flesh lay in wait beneath, but he was being rather chaste as usual. Hard to get was always his thing to make her craving more, and he wasn't going to disappoint since she obviously had work later on in the morning. Remy was going to make sure he didn't come home late every night, but the weekends were usually the busiest time for him. Finally letting his own body relax a little more and then let his fangs show themselves to her again as he let them trail gently against her neck. Drawing blood was never a painless process and he wasn't sure on how to go about this at all.

Deciding to just get it over with since he did need to feed right now and she was literally offering herself up as his hands decided to travel along other parts of her body to keep her mind off the piercing feeling of his teeth on her neck. Knowing it may be a normal thing to see at work, but luckily she didn't work for the Ministry of Magic at the moment. Even if she did, Remy was sure she wouldn't have cared if her husband was a vampire anyways. At least he would have gotten out of a lot of problems if that were the case in question. Back to the scene at hand as his hands trailed across her torso and lower as his hands slowly moved to her front. Having felt up some of her flesh, but only on her bare back as he soon moved his hands out of the night gown.

Deciding to play the coy, innocent boy act, and soon bit into her neck softly. Just enough to draw blood from her neck and then started to feed slowly as he sucked softly on her neck. Soon as he was sucking her blood, he had to whisper into her ear playfully with his natural Romanian accent, "I vant to suck your blood~" just to add to the moment to be silly. Yes, he still had a bit of a childish side to him even at his age. Sure he'd remain young and charming forever, however, now he was just pushing things a little far after a few minutes of sucking on her blood.

Then he pulled away so that he didn't lose control and then eagerly just let his eyes follow her curves from where he was. A low moan escaped his lips as he pressed up against her and kissed her fully, letting his tongue slowly trail across her full lips softly.

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[jules]

As hard as she tried, Juliette couldn’t quell her frustrations. Her husband was being oddly innocent in his touches, letting his fingers barely graze across her skin, though the feeling was nothing new. He adored teasing her, she knew, and driving her wild was his hobby. It didn’t help that she was always overly responsive and he knew exactly what to do. She’d get frustrated enough that in the end, she’d be putty in his hands and practically begging him for more; which was exactly what he wanted. And she, of course, could never deny her husband. He knew this well, she supposed, as his pointy fangs dragged lightly across the side of her neck in the perfect little caress that felt almost like a warning, because it brought her pleasure and pain. Her body, of course, flared at the feeling, her pulse steadily increasing, whether in anticipation, excitement, or fear, she wasn’t sure, though it was probably a combination of all three. Her arms tightened slightly around his neck and she whimpered at the loss of his touch, before she winced.

It felt like nothing more than a pin prick, and as a healer in the magical bugs division, Juliette had seen quite a bit of those. Except, however, that the needles that she used were to put something in the body, and not take it out. The pain was fleeting, ebbing away as soon as she was able to just concentrate on the feel of him lapping at her neck, almost the same as one would to leave a hickey. And a mark it was sure to leave, though only slightly less embarrassing than a hickey. Her mind was briefly going over whether or not she should cover the soon-to-be scar at work in the morning, or wear it with pride as a symbol of her husband, and how she was unashamed of who she loved, when she heard him speak.

“Mmm,” she moaned, hearing his accent lift to her ears. “Please take as much as you’d like, Dracula,” she hummed back with a little laugh. When she’d discovered what Remy was a long time ago, she’d done her research, though it had led her to a rather funny book, which she had procured a copy. She couldn’t help but sympathize with the old Count in Dracula; all he really wanted was to be loved, and wasn’t that what everyone wanted? It was exactly what she wanted right now. “I love it when you talk like that,” she affirmed when he pulled away, wanting to lean in to leave a little mark of her own, but Remy pressed against her an all thoughts were stripped from her mind as her tongue slowly snaked out to brush against his on her lips. “Upstairs?” she inquired with her eyes shut, “Or down?”

[remy]

Remy wasn't sure if he was in the right or wrong here, but after he had finished drinking from her deliciously smooth neck he felt his eyes start to glaze over a little as the blood lust seemed to almost take a hold of him. Stopping himself from going that far he soon pulled his teeth from her neck slowly and started to lick the wound with his tongue slowly. One of the many conversations they needed to have soon was what she would do if she was aging more, but she did have the option to be immortalized just like he did. Remy was actually against the idea since his brother had put enough pain on him by having him stay alive too when he had almost been close to dying. Although that had been a while ago, and his brother hadn't really saved him then with vampire blood either. Merely recovering on his own until he was offered to become a vampire.

Remy was forced to turn against his will, but learned to live with the fact he had to feed off of humans. Feeding off animals was tedious, but he planned on not drinking from anyone else again now that Juliette was offering herself. Remy would just have to be very careful drinking from her so he wouldn't drain her completely of energy. That was what would have happened if he hadn't stopped a little sooner than usual, but he was conserving her blood for later. The prick he had left on her skin was long enough to last for maybe a few minutes before it would heal up to scab over. It wasn't like she couldn't use a healing spell on herself to make it disappear. After all she was a very smart, and beautiful woman that only belonged to him.

Remy was glad that he would get to prove this soon as he smiled against her lips as he kissed her deeply again and then let his tongue travel across her lips slowly as his hands playfully went down along her torso towards her hips. Pulling her closer to him as he started to gyrate his hips in a playful, sexy motion against her to give her an idea of where he wanted her. Right here would have been fine, but yes, taking it upstairs would probably be a lot better since there was a bed there. Luckily no one was home, so it really didn't matter to him, "How about upstairs in our bed?" he asked her calmly, giving her buttocks a nice firm squeeze as he moved his hands slowly around her waist having whispered in her ear to tell her this.

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[jules]

Behind closed eyes, Juliette noted the distinct feeling of light-headedness that came with losing blood. The feeling was a slight warning of what would come if she wasn’t careful; if they weren’t careful. As a young healer, before she’s specialized in magical bugs, she’d seen quite a few cases of young witches and wizards coming into St Mungo’s, splinched to pieces, or harmed by spells that were meant to rip open the flesh. Easily, her mind could recall the steps that came with blood loss, how much she could forfeit before it became dangerous, or fatal. She knew Remy would never take enough to actually harm her any, besides the slight euphoric feeling of being lightheaded and feather-like. Despite what he was, Juliette had never felt anything but completely safe when she was with her husband. Most people didn’t understand that, how she could be completely at ease with someone who everyone saw as always teetering on the point of being a murdered, though Juliette had never regarded him in that way.

To Juliette, Remy would always be the man with whom she’d fallen in love with at the most inopportune moment, and had married and started a family with; the man she’d given her life to. If he so happened to have a different diet than she did, and looked the exact same as when she’d met him, well, those were just add ons. Sure, it wasn’t always convenient, but they were things she’d come to accept, just like she accepted that her daughters liked their steak a little rarer than she.

“Haha,” she giggled lightly when he squeezed her behind, chuckling low and bucking her hips into his slightly. “Upstairs it is then,” she said and pulled away from Remy, albeit a little reluctantly, to grab his hand and pull him toward the stairs, conspicuously shooting him a sly smile over her shoulder.

[remy]

The bucking of her hips was met with his own in return making him grind into her softly, but he purred gently into the said motion. It was only a matter of time before things heated up even more even with her loss of blood. Remy was already on the verge of biting her again, but he had more control than he ever did when he was with her. Especially since he loved her so much, but anyone would have done the same thing as him to stop himself from devouring the person they loved with all their heart. Something even more to be loved with down below, but that was another story. Ahem, back to the good stuff, so Remy spanked her round behind as she was walking away just to get a good jolt on her to surprise her.

Something new was always appreciated with them, but that was Remy's trademark. Biting was just the foreplay to the night's events that were soon to be untold and how their two daughters came into this world. Surely, this would be no different, but he wasn't trying to create any more half-vampires. Although, a third daughter by this point would be a little extreme, and surely Juliette didn't want to go through the pain of labor again. Soon as they were at the top of the stairs, he proceeded to follow her towards the bedroom within the upper half of their house close to the back of the wall on the north side. There were three bathrooms, one in their bedroom, then one in the hall and one downstairs. It saved Remy a lot of trouble of having to deal with three women stealing all the bathrooms when he woke up.

Not that he really needed to worry about that at all, but he knew that taking showers with his wife was a necessity to be with her. Okay, not a necessity but it was nice as he soon felt her smooth skin under his long, slender fingers. Running his hands along her bosom as he made sure she felt this, and eagerly pushed them down along her navel towards her thighs slowly. Snaking under her gown as his eyes focused on her own, but he knew they would find the correct spot soon as they continued to move up her thigh slowly. Reaching a certain spot that was meant to have a lot of attention in the future, he carefully avoided it.

Just teasing her would be his forte right now and he stuck with it as a prominent figure on his body seemed to make itself known too. "I think I left my wand in my pocket.." he said calmly, commenting on the effect her body had on his, and soon was trailing his fingers along her face again as he pushed her back onto the bed slowly climbing on top of her to let the night ensue and engulf their passionate bodies so they could make love.

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