Enjoy this soft boyfriend roger piece i wrote a while ago...i’ve never written anything before so bare with me! :)
Roger Taylor x Reader
You and Roger had been together for a few months now but you still lived at your own flat.
That night you watched Roger and the boys play. Normally you would have gone to the afterparty with them but because you had to get up early for work, you decided not to go. When you told Roger he decided to go home with you because he was exhausted and you two hadn‘t had much time for yourselves since queen was recording a new album.
Roger fumbled with the keys and then finally opened the door. It was winter so it was freezing outside.
You quickly went into the kitchen to search for anything edible, since you both hadn’t eaten any dinner. You only found toast, but hadn’t expected anything more, since it was Rogers kitchen. So the toast would have to do.
You were making cheese and ham sandwiches when you felt Roger wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging you from behind.
“Thanks for watching us play, even though you have to get up early tomorrow.” He mumbled into your hair.
“Of course! You know how much i love watching you play Rog!”
“Mhm i know, i’m just too good looking that it’s impossible for you to take your eyes off of me” Roger said with a smirk and planting a soft kiss onto the back of your neck.
“well don’t get so ahead of yourself. You think i’m only looking at you when actually i’m just watching Freddie perform and thinking about how amazing he is” you said with a cheeky grin.
“Right. But i do remember winking at you and you blushing, because people had noticed and were looking at you.“
You couldn’t help but smile. Shaking your head you decided to ignore him and continued making the sandwiches.
But Roger decided to poke his finger into your side causing you to squeal and turn around. He was grinning at you and you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling too.
“Rog you know how ticklish i am!”
“I know”, he said, his voice going low as he stepped closer to you. You could feel his hot breath and couldn’t help looking at his lips.
“Well lets see if you’re really that good at resisting me.” He was smirking, because you knew he had won.
You were never able to resist him.
He then softly kissed your lips and you let out a sigh. You had given in. He had won, again, and he knew. You slightly parted your lips and he smiled into the kiss.
He pulled you even closer, if that was possible, and you soon found your arms around his neck and your hands in his blonde locks.
He slightly pulled away: “I knew you couldn’t do it” You grinned and pulled him down to you once again. You both kinda forgot the sandwiches and ended up stumbling into his bedroom. You were breathless and pulled away, before anything else could happen: “Rog we can’t. I should head home soon.”
“What no. You’re staying” he said before his lips were on yours again.
As much as you wanted to stay you knew you couldn’t. Roger’s place was about 40 minutes away from where you worked while your flat was only 10 minutes away and you needed every second of sleep you could get.
“Rog....please”
“Nope”, he said. You knew he wasn’t going to give up that easily.
„(Y/N) we haven‘t had any time for ourselves since days“, he said, still not letting you go.
„I know, and i really want to stay, but i-” you couldn‘t finish your sentence because Roger had pulled you onto the bed with him. He was on top of you, pinning you down. „I‘ll drive you to work“ he said and before you could say anything else he added: „I promise“ You just sighed, which was enough of an answer for him, so he pressed his lips onto yours and your hands were in his hair, again.
