I can’t believe I’m doing this…
Warnings: Oral (m recieving), handjob, hair pulling, p in v sex
Your boyfriend Roger had band practice tonight, and he asked you to come along with him. You felt a little bit hesitant, seeing as you only had a short amount of time to get ready. “Roger, no, I don't think I'll have enough time to do my hair—” you protested.
“Pleaseee? I'll give you extra time to get ready!” He gave you those sweet puppy eyes that were irresistible. “Okay, I suppose.” You went to your and Roger's bedroom to put on your outfit. You picked out a black tank top, one of Roger's floral button-ups and some jeans. You then went to the bathroom to style your hair, fixing it to perfection. You put on the slightest amount of makeup - nothing too crazy, just a little eyeshadow, mascara and your favorite lip gloss.
You walked out of the bathroom to the living room, where your boyfriend was sitting on the couch waiting for you. When he saw you, he stood up and walked over to you, his cheeks turning bright red. “Damn, love, you look amazing.” He said, before kissing your cheek. You smiled. “I mean it, you're always so beautiful.” Now it was your turn to blush.
“Says you.” You giggled. You thought Roger was so pretty. You admired his long, golden locks and his beautiful blue eyes. He looked as if he had been sculpted by the gods. He smiled before grabbing his keys. “Ready?” You nodded.
You walked out the door to the car. Roger started it and you both got in, fastening your seatbelts. Shortly, you started driving to Freddie's house. “Wanna listen to some music, love?” Roger asked.
You smiled and nodded. Roger turned on the radio and “Life in the Fast Lane” by the Eagles came on. You smiled and looked at your boyfriend, who was also smiling. You guys loved this song.
Once you arrived you were greeted by Freddie.
“Y/N, my darling!” Freddie hugged you. You giggled and hugged him back. You always loved how flamboyant he was. “Hi, Freddie.” You pulled apart from each other and he smiled. “You look fabulous tonight! Roger's always talking about how beautiful you are.” Freddie shot him a wink, and Roger's face turned bright red. “Come on, we have to show you what we've been working on!”
You both followed Freddie into the house and into the rehearsal room, where Brian and John were. “Hi, Y/N!” John walked over to you and hugged you. You smiled and hugged him back.
“Y/N! It's so nice to see you!” Brian said and did the same thing as John, to which you reciprocated. After a couple minutes of chatting and updating the other boys on how life had been going recently, they picked up their instruments and started playing the new stuff they wrote. Your eyes were on Roger the entire time, watching how he played the drums. You thought it was so hot, the way he would bang them, but at that moment, you wanted him to bang you instead.
You watched as his hair started getting messy, the slightest sheen of sweat covering his skin. He was so fucking hot. He also had the voice of an angel. His singing voice was so impressive, he could go from a rough, rocker voice to operatic, high notes.
After they finished playing, Freddie looked at you.
“What did you think, darling?” You looked up at him and smiled. “It was lovely.”He smiled back at you. “I'm glad you liked it, we've been working really hard on these songs.”
You guys went back to talking afterwards and had dinner together, just joking around and catching up on everyone's lives. While you were listening to John talking about what's been going on in his life lately, you felt Roger's hand rest on your thigh. You swallowed, acting as if you didn't feel anything.
As time passed, you felt his hand slowly move upwards, which caused a slight gasp to slip out of you. “Y/N, is something wrong?” Freddie asked with a knowing smile. “I just thought I forgot my purse at home for a second, but I just remembered it's in Roger's car.”
“Alright, darling.” He winked at you. After a while, you and Roger decided to go home. You both said goodbye to everyone and walked out to the car. Once you got in and started driving home, you felt Roger's hand on your thigh again. He would occasionally stroke it with his thumb every now and then, sending heat throughout your body.
When you got home, Roger parked the car, but he didn't unlock it and step out. “Roger, are we going in?”
He looked at you and chuckled. “You think I didn't notice you staring at me the way you did the entire time while I was playing?”
He chuckled again. “Let's go to the backseats, yeah? Is that ok?” You nodded. “Fuck, yes.” You unbuckled your seatbelt, climbing into the backseat as he did the same.
Once you were back there, he kissed you roughly. You both couldn't keep your fucking hands off of each other. As you were making out, you slid his button-up off of your body. Your lips disconnected as your clothes and shoes were thrown into the front seats.
You both were left in your undergarments as your lips met once again, your moans being muffled by his lips as Roger ran his hands up and down your body.
“Want your mouth on my dick.” Roger said breathlessly. You obliged, your hands moving to his boxers before sliding them off. His dick sprung out and hit his stomach. You spit in your hand, took his dick and started stroking him. “Fuck...” He rested his head against the door and his eyes fluttered shut.
You took him into your mouth and he let out a moan. You started sucking his dick and stroking him at the same time, earning heavenly moans and whimpers from your boyfriend. His hand found its way to your hair and he started pulling it. “Oh, fuck, Y/N…”
Soon, his moans got higher in pitch, telling you he was close. “Fuck, I'm gonna come, love... oh, fuck—” He let out a whimper and his hips bucked up into your mouth, his cum shooting down your throat. You pulled off of him and looked at him. He was panting, his chest rising and falling. "Mmm, fuck, you did so fucking good." He stroked your cheek with his thumb.
“Please...” You whined. “Please what, darling?” He kept stroking your cheek. “Please fuck me...” You said, feeling heat rush down to the part of your body where you needed him most.
He laughed. “Lie back for me.” You did as he said and rested against the car door. His hands moved to unclasp your bra, and he took it off. “Fuck, your tits are beautiful...” He said, taking a moment to admire them before slowly taking off your underwear. He positioned himself, lying on top of you. “Are you ready, love?” You nodded quickly.
Roger pushed his dick into you slowly, and you let out a whimper. He started to rock his hips against yours, and you started moaning. “Fuck, Rog...” He groaned as he started to speed up a bit. “You're so fucking pretty, love...”
Soon, he was pounding into you, and you felt the car shake with each movement. Tears fell from your eyes and your mascara was running down your cheeks, your moans mixing into sobs from how good it felt. “Roger! Fu-uck!” You tugged on his blonde hair as a moan escaped from his lips.
You felt the heat in between your legs start to get stronger, more tears running down your cheeks. “I'm gonna come...” Roger's hand moved to your clit and started rubbing it in time with his thrusts, adding to the pleasure you were already experiencing. “Come for me, love...” He moaned out.
You felt the pressure in your abdomen build up before you let out a string of moans as you came, your vision blurry as tears streamed down from your eyes. “Fuck, Y/N, I'm gonna- fuck!” Roger whimpered as he came shortly after you did.
His thrusts became sloppy before he stopped, leaning down to kiss your lips. You kissed him back, moaning against his lips. He pulled back, wiping your tears with his thumb. “You did so good, darling...” He said, panting. “I love you so much.” He kissed you again.
“I love you too...” He smiled. “Are you ok, love?” You nodded. “How about we go inside and rest for a while, hmm?” You nodded once more and smiled. “I'd love that.”
You both got dressed and went inside the house. You showered together to rinse all the sweat off of your bodies, holding each other close. Afterwards, Roger changed into a grey t-shirt and boxers, and you wore his black t-shirt and your undergarments.
You both got into bed and cuddled each other. “I love you so much, Y/N.” He pressed another kiss to your lips. “I love you too, Roger.” Soon after, you fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Guys I’m so sorry if this is bad. I hope you enjoyed it though!
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