Weekends

49- Sightings and Suits- B

My life really felt amazing after the promposal. I was in a relationship with the love of my life, I was living in a household where I felt safe, and I felt good about myself for the first time in a long time. There was no one there to belittle me and hurt me. It was just Dallon and his wonderful family supporting me and treating me like one of their own. Dallon and I were going shopping for suits today after school because prom was in two weeks. I still couldn't believe we were going to prom together. I sounded like such a normal thing for high schoolers to do, but for Dallon and I to be able to go out as a couple in front of our classmates and for everything to feel normal for once felt like the biggest deal ever.

"Hey, flower. You excited to go out," Dallon asked as he snaked his arms around my waist from behind me. "Yeah," I said turning myself around, "Do y-you know wh-whe-where we're going y-yet?" Dallon leaned down and kissed me softly. "We can go wherever you want to, B. I was thinking Macy's though because they have a lot of really nice suits," he suggested. "Dall, a-are-aren't suits a-and stuff ex-expen-ensive?" He nodded and kissed me again. "I'll help cover the costs, hun," he told me. I looked up at him and bit my lip to try to hold back the smile the was surely spreading over my face.

"Oh so we're biting our lip now? Shouldn't I be doing that for you," he asked. My face flushed a deep crimson. "I'm messing with you, hun. Unless you want me to," he continued. Dallon tried to get me to meet his eyes, but I was too embarrassed because of how much I actually wanted him to bite my lip. "Should I take that as a yes?" I shrugged, and Dallon took that the right way. He gently caressed my jaw and kissed me, biting my lip and letting his tongue roam my mouth. I whined as he pulled back, causing him to laugh slightly. "Hush, Bren. There can be plenty more of that later. My parents have to work late," he told me, touching my arm and looking at me with eyes full of want. "W-won't your s-sister be h-h-ome," I asked, really hoping he'd say that she would be out of the house at least for a little while. I loved Allison to pieces, but with what Dallon was insinuating, I would rather have some time with just the two of us in the house. "I think my grandparents are taking her to dinner tonight," Dallon said, taking my hand and walking out to the school parking lot.

Dallon and I pulled into the mall parking lot and went straight to Macy's. Dallon had an idea about what kind of suit he wanted and what size he was because he'd been to a few weddings and fancy occasions, but my dad rarely let me leave the house other than for school, so I had no idea what kind of suit to get. "B, let's head to the suits. How do you want yours to fit," he asked. I felt my face grow red. "I've n-never bought a um s-suit," I whispered, looking up at him. "That's okay, hun. Do you want it to be super fitted or like kinda loose?" I thought for a moment, not really knowing what I would look like in any type of suit. Then, I thought about why I actually cared. "Wh-what kind d-do you th-think I'd look b-best in," I asked, my face fully flushed by this point. "Sweetheart, you'll look great in anything," he told me. I smiled up at him but immediately felt all of the happiness in me turn to dread. I felt my heart sink because I thought I saw my dad. I looked back and saw a random salesman where I thought I'd seen him, but the idea of him being here rattled me to my core.

"Bren, honey, what's the matter," I heard from beside me. I felt my breathing pick up a bit, so I was trying to focus on calming down. "B, do you want to find a bench?" I nodded quickly and squeezed his hand tightly as we left the store and found a bench out of the way of the crowds. "Bren, what happened," he asked, but I just hugged him. He held me tightly and petted my hair. "Are you okay," he spoke softly as I shook against him. I didn't respond to him. I just whispered the counting exercise Dallon had taught me to do with my breathing. He immediately understood and started tracing patterns into my back. "It's okay, B," he told me quietly. I nodded and pressed a kiss to his neck. I sat back and took a deep breath, looking up to see Dallon's worried eyes scanning my face for a clue about why I'd shut down.

"I-I thought I s-saw my d-d-da-dad," I told him. Dallon confused eyes immediately softened into ones of sympathy and sadness. "Oh, Bren, I'm so sorry. Do you want to go home?" I shook my head. He put a hand on my jaw and kissed me softly. I felt the anxiety and fear melt away as he carefully moved his lips against mine. We broke apart, and I stood up from the bench, reaching for his hand. "Are you okay now," he asked, hesitant to take my hand. I took a deep breath and nodded, putting a small smile on my face. "Okay, B. Let's go, and for the record, I think you'd look really hot in an extra slim suit," Dallon told me before standing up and leading me to look at the suits. I laughed softly and followed his lead.

Once we got to the section of Macy's that we were looking for, I stopped Dallon before he could show me the suit he was looking at. He looked at me, almost like he was ready for me to tell him that I saw my dad again, but I put my hands behind his neck and kissed him passionately. He kissed back and let his hand find their place on my waist. "I love you, Dallon," I told him. "I love you too, sweetheart. Now, let's find ourselves some nice suits for the best night of our lives," he suggested, smiling brightly at me. Prom was going to be amazing as long as I was with him.

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It took about three hours for Dallon and I to decide on our suits and our shoes, but we made it home, happy with our choices. I got an extra slim charcoal grey Calvin Klein suit with black dress shoes, and Dallon got a slim blue Calvin Klein suit with the same shoes as me. It was nothing crazy, but we were really happy with our choices. Now, I was even more excited for prom, especially because it meant that I'd get to see Dallon in a suit. "What are you thinking about, babe," Dallon asked with a knowing smile on his face. "I'm excited for p-prom," I told him as he looked over at me from the drivers seat. "Mhmm and why is that?" I blushed bright red. "You look really good in suits, Dall," I mumbled. He laughed softly but placed a hand on my thigh.

"Y'know I shouldn't wear my new suit until prom night, but maybe, I could break out one of my other suits for you tonight, huh," he suggested. I repositioned myself in the passenger seat and bit my lip. "Should I take that as a yes?" I nodded and turned my focus to Dallon's hand that seemed to be moving higher up. Breathing was becoming a little harder as his hand got close to my crotch, although he quickly moved it back to right above my knee. I let out a quiet and unintentional whimper. "I forgot how sensitive you are, hun. Want me to keep going?" I nodded quickly and leaned my head back against the seat, closing my eyes.

Dallon put his hand over my clothed dick and palmed me slowly. "Holy sh-" I stopped myself before I cursed, and Dallon stopped too, causing me to whine. "Bren, did you almost curse?" I shook my head and tried to move his hand back to my pants. "Hold on, I've never heard you curse or even almost do it, but because I started palming you after talking about me wearing a suit, you got so turned on that you almost slipped up and said 'holy shit'? Damn, I need to wear suits more often around you," he teased.

I groaned and covered my face. "You c-can't just stop l-like that, Dall," I protested. "Babe, we're almost home. How about I change into a suit and we finish this after dinner," he offered in a smooth voice. "Th-that sounds g-good," I mumbled, crossing my legs as I thought of Dallon wearing a suit just because he knew how it affected me. "I think I've officially corrupted you, Bren," Dallon laughed softly. "Oh no, w-was that all you wanted ou-out of this," I asked sarcastically. "Oh yeah, we're done," he joked. "Well, you c-can let me out h-here," I laughed. He rolled his eyes and quickly kissed my cheek before driving us home the rest of the way with no distractions.