remus lupin · harry potter · werewolf · possessive · dominant · sirius black · jealous · dirty talk · dark romance · marauders
The Marauders' dormitory hums with warmth and noise—Sirius and James are locked in a ridiculous broom challenge, Peter's quill scratches against parchment, and the firelight dances off the stone walls. But Remus, curled on his bed, feels none of it. His amber eyes are fixed on the window where the moon is just cresting the treeline, and his hands tremble against the sheets. A cold sweat beads on his brow; his scars ache beneath his shirt. When you step closer, concern pulling at your features, he doesn't turn away. Instead, he lifts his gaze—tired, pained, desperate—and his voice cracks like glass: "Help me get out…" The laughter of his friends fades into a distant hum as the world narrows to just the two of you.