They were kissing, deep slow luxurious kisses. They were in Aaron's bed, like a couple of teenagers and neither of them wanted to stop. It had been so long, so very long since they'd had this. Robert was making the most of every moment, because there was always a good chance Aaron would come to his senses sooner or later.
Aarons hand sneaked around his hip, pulling him close and Robert sighed at so much skin to skin contact between their chests. Aaron felt so good. Muscles strong underneath perfect skin. They broke apart when they heard a whimper from the next room. Robert sighed and Aaron rolled his eyes, grabbing for his t shirt and throwing it on. Robert expected that to be the end of that, but Aaron surprised him.
"I'll get him," Aaron said easily.
"What?" Robert almost spluttered.
"I'll... unless you think I'm overstepping," Aaron said, backtracking. "I wouldn't want to be pushy or something."
"No!" Robert said instantly. "No, of course not. It's..." Robert looked at the clock. "He'll want feeding." The crying was getting louder, Seb not taking well to being kept waiting.
"I'll get him, you make the formula," Aaron said. "I don't think nows the time to start learning and messing it up."
"Okay," Robert said with only a little trepidation, grabbing his own shirt.
"It's okay mate, I've got you..." Aaron soothed, Robert hearing before going down the stairs. Robert fumbled, quickly making a bottle up, and trying to stop pinching himself, thinking he was dreaming.
Aaron appeared, Seb grizzling on his shoulder. Robert was struck by how gorgeous he looked, holding the baby, when he really shouldn't. "My thumb isn't as interesting as milk," Aaron said. "Have you..?"
Robert waved the bottle in illustration. Aaron smiled, handing the baby over carefully. He'd grown, but Roberts hands still enveloped him, looking almost too big.
"God he is hungry," Aaron said, smiling at Sebs single minded attention, his tiny fist curling against the plastic bottle.
"Yeah, like you. Always asking for more food." Robert spoke without thinking, but Aaron seemed to take it well enough with a smile.
"Is he a good baby?"
"I have no idea," Robert said. "But I'd rather have him than not." Aaron knew it was touch and go for a while there. "It doesn't mean... I will always regret what I did. With Rebecca. I was trying to hurt you and I was on self destruct. I'll always be sorry."
"But?" Aaron prompted.
"It's not fair for any of us to take it out on him. He didn't ask for this."
"If you think I'd ever take any of my feelings out on a baby..." Aaron started.
"No, I know," Robert said quickly. "I'm more speaking about me. I resented him for such a long time. I didn't think about the reality." Seb let go of the bottle with a soft pop, looking completely milk drunk, sleepy and happy. Aaron smiled at him.
"It's so simple for him isn't it?"
"Probably not for long with me as his dad," Robert said. "I don't do simple."
"I visited him," Aaron said. "In hospital after the crash. You were with police, everyone else was being treated and I thought.... he had no one. So I saw him."
"Why?" Robert asked. This was news to him.
"I wanted to see what I was so afraid of."
Robert hadn't expected that. "And?"
"You're here, aren't you?" Aaron said, his tone gruff, his face anything but. "He was screaming. Didn't take to one of the nurses apparently. I said... I said I was his step dad. It was just easier than the truth. They let me in, they told me he was okay, and I held him." Robert didnt want to interrupt Aaron's speech, so he stayed quiet. "He looked at me. It took a few minutes but he stopped crying, and he looked at me with your eyes. Big, blue eyes and I thought... I could do this. If I wanted to, I could do this."
"But you don't have to do this," Robert said. "I'm... a we now. It's too much."
"We'll you didn't ask for Liv when she showed up," Aaron said.
"It's completely different," Robert said.
"Yeah, it is, " Aaron said. "Doesn't mean I don't want to try. And if it doesn't work this time, then we'll know. And I wanna know, Robert."
Seb gave a tiny burp, settling into Roberts arms. "Can I?" Aaron asked.
"You want to?"
"Yeah." They shifted, Aaron holding him, taking his small solid weight in his arms.
"He's getting heavy."
"Yeah," Robert said.
"How long will he sleep for?" Aaron asked.
"Er... three maybe four hours, if I'm lucky," Robert said.
"That's plenty of time," Aaron said.
"I've had enough," Aaron said. "Enough of waiting. I need you tonight. Please." Roberts eyes darkened with lust, knowing what Aaron wanted and he nodded once.
"I'll put him down in his crib," Robert said, taking the bundle back. "And I'll be right back." The urgency in his voice made Aaron grin. He'd been looking forward to tonight for a while.