For the most part, Remus was only really animalistic when it was the full moon. By request Tonks had never really searched him out, and she hadn’t heard the heart to tell him that when they made love, he scratched and moaned much like she thought a wolf might do. And not only that, when he did something romantic and wasn’t embarrassed by it, he reminded her of the monster from Beauty and the Beast. The werewolf was somewhat nervous, thrusting his affections into her face and hoping both that she wouldn’t refuse his offer and that she would.