a matter of pride (aka the smut fic i promised this morning)
aaron has never been able to make robert come untouched.
he definitely doesn’t have a complex about it though, definitely not.
Aaron knew he and Robert had a great sex life, of course he knew they had a brilliant sex life. He’d been late for work enough times in the time they’d been together, had Charity bang their dividing wall down enough times to complain about how loud they were being were to know they had a great sex life.
But there was one thing he was determined to change.
Aaron had never been able to make Robert come untouched. Robert could do it, of course Robert bloody Sugden could get Aaron off with just his dick, reducing Aaron to a whimpering mess, his hands pinned above his head, but Aaron hadn’t quite managed it.
He put it down to lack of opportunity to practise. Robert didn’t bottom half as much Aaron did, but it still annoyed him that he always had to resort to using a hand to get his boyfriend off.
Whatever Robert said, Aaron wasn’t getting a complex over it.
He was just a little annoyed. Maybe it was a case of wounded pride, but Aaron wanted to take Robert apart the way the blonde often did to him, just with his dick.
So maybe he googled a few things, and maybe he went to a sex shop in Leeds (and nearly died of embarrassment) and maybe he had an ulterior motive for convincing Robert to have an early night, Liv at Gabby’s, Charity and Chas behind the bar, distracted by the busy Saturday night crowd.
“You’re eager, tonight.” Robert commented, smirking as he let Aaron shove him into their bedroom, Aaron’s grip on his shirt tight.
“No.” Robert grinned, a wicked glint in his eyes as his thumbs worked circles against Aaron’s clothed hips, sending shivers down his spine. “You know I love it when you take charge.”
Aaron couldn’t help but return the grin. Being with Robert was so easy, sometimes - he’d liked sex with his ex-boyfriends, sure, but something about Robert, and being with Robert, gave him the confidence to take control more, and he liked it.
Keeping his grip on Robert’s shirt tight, Aaron pressed their lips together in a slow, languid kiss. He could kiss Robert forever, if he was honest. Since they’d decided to give their relationship a proper try, Aaron had discovered that soft, lazy, not going anywhere in particular kisses were his favourite type.
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