James goes around pretty easily, letting Remus find himself on top and trap his wrists above his head onto the floor.

Oh, you think you're in control now, little wolf?

There's something very amused and teasing in the grin that curves over James' mouth. He watches Remus for a moment quietly. He's cute like this, flushed and and laughing, smiling with all his face. It suits him.

Then James applies his muscles to the struggle, twists his hands around and grabs Remus' wrists, pushing their joint hands up until Remus is left with no choice but to lean closer over him.

"How hideous are we talking about here?" he asks and totally lifts his head to lick Remus' cheek with the flat of his tongue. Hi, mate, you love him, don't you?