a little ficlet for @victoriasugden‘s birthday, because we all need that maroon suit back in our lives, don’t we? #bringbackthemaroonsuit2k17
Aaron’s jaw practically hit the floor as he looked at Robert, his husband dressed in a suit Aaron hadn’t seen him wear in so long.
The maroon suit, to be exact. Robert stood, in the hallway of the registry office in Hotten, wearing that bloody maroon suit, and it was taking every bit of self control that Aaron had not to jump him there and then, people and consequences be dammed.
Robert’s hair seemed to look a brighter blonde against the deep maroon colour of his suit, his husband flashing Aaron a bright grin as he walked toward him, simple white buttonhole in hand.
“Hiya.” Robert greeted, flattening down the material of Aaron’s suit jacket so he could attach the buttonhole, Victoria having had put her DIY skills to the test to make them the previous evening.
Aaron felt his face flush as Robert stepped into his space, Robert’s hands all over him. He knew how good-looking Robert was, of course he knew, but in that maroon suit, Aaron was (embarrassingly enough) weak at the knees.
“You okay?” Robert asked, brushing a non-existent piece of fluff from Aaron’s suit, straightening his tie before he took a step back, a pleased look on his face.
Aaron nodded, keeping his voice low as he spoke, mindful of their families standing near them, waiting for their appointment with the registrar. “You wore my favourite,” he mumbled, his face turning a shocking shade of red as he admitted it aloud.
The maroon suit had always been his favourite.
Robert grinned, a knowing sort of grin that made sure Aaron knew that he’d intended to completely fluster him when he’d picked out what suit he wanted to wear that day. “I did,” he confirmed, brushing a hand down the front of his own suit jacket, Aaron swallowing thickly as the delicious contract of pale skin and deep maroon. “You like?”
Aaron didn’t exactly trust himself to speak, nodding eagerly.
“Good,” Robert smirked, pressing a kiss to Aaron’s cheek so he could speak directly into Aaron’s ear, away from prying eyes and a very nosey looking Victoria. “Because I can’t wait for you to fuck me in it later, Mr Sugden.”
Aaron’s knees almost buckled at the image of Robert wearing that suit while Aaron made him completely come undone. “I’ll hold you to that, Mr Dingle.”
“I was counting on it.” Robert laughed, looking up as the registrar called their names. “Are you ready to do this then?”
Aaron nodded, taking one last second to admire the long lines of Robert’s body, the thick thighs and pale skin that the maroon of his suit only served to show off, the colour making him look as close to a supermodel as you’d ever see in Hotten.
“Yeah. Let’s get married.”