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As soon as she and Remus made it into the small, unoccupied bedroom, Tonks clicked the lock on the door and leaned against it, looking up at him through a chunk of pink hair that had fallen into her eyes.
"I have a confession to make," she blurted, and before he could say anything, plowed onward, the words rushing anxiously into each other. "I've been meaning to bring this up, but I guess I didn't want you to think I was some sort of tramp, and I mean, I don't really think you think that, and I know you're just trying to be a gentleman and to show me that you love me and that you're not just after me for my body or whatever, but..."
Damnit, sometimes she was clumsier in her mouth than her legs.
"I like sex," she finished abruptly. "A lot. I just thought you should know."
"I have a confession to make," she blurted, and before he could say anything, plowed onward, the words rushing anxiously into each other. "I've been meaning to bring this up, but I guess I didn't want you to think I was some sort of tramp, and I mean, I don't really think you think that, and I know you're just trying to be a gentleman and to show me that you love me and that you're not just after me for my body or whatever, but..."
Damnit, sometimes she was clumsier in her mouth than her legs.
"I like sex," she finished abruptly. "A lot. I just thought you should know."