Remus grinned before placing a quick kiss on Regulus' flush-warmed cheek. "I am not the only one to blame for those particular distractions," he admonished as he stood back and leaned against the wall, thumbs hooked in his pockets. Golden eyes wandered leisurely over his lover's form, assessing the outfit, but mostly just enjoying Regulus in the outfit. "But, I will admit to enjoying the way you look right now."
Still, if Regulus was uncomfortable, that wasn't going to help them blend in when they were out on the streets in London. Humming thoughtfully, he considered options for a moment. An idea began to form. Yes, that might work.
"I have a thought. Turn toward the mirror?" Pushing off the wall with one shoulder, he reached out to get a sense of the fabric of the jacket Regulus was wearing. He'd learned, after years of magically adjusting and repairing his own clothes until they wore clear through to threads, that some fabrics held up better to magical altering than others. The jacket wouldn't take too many alterations over time. But, he thought it should hold up for this. A quiet charm lengthened the jacket until it came to just above Regulus' knees, not quite a full duster length, but long enough that one only got quick peeks at the slender hips beneath, the pert arse just hinted at beneath the drape of cloth in back when walking. Keeping the clean, classic lines, he nevertheless softened them just a touch so the material would move with Regulus but still give him the lean silhouette of the suit without being as form fitting. "I'm not much of a designer. But, is that any better?"