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Jimercury Advent Calendar (Day 15)
Silent Night (Well, Not Quite…) 👨🏻🍼
Jim was woken up by the sound of crying.
For the third time that morning, their son decided to scream at the top of his lungs and wake up his exhausted parents. Jim blinked open bleary eyes and squinted in the darkness, just able to make out the face of the small, wind-up clock sitting on the nightstand.
5:20 am. Well, it was an hour later than yesterday.
The babysitter
Pairing: Roger Taylor x Female Reader.
Summary: You agree to babysit brian’s little daughter, Roger claims not being good with kids, but he tries his best.
Warnings: None, just fluffy Roger trying to take care of a baby.
Word count: 4,1k
Hey could I please request number 56 from the prompts list with Roger? 😊
56. "You're a mess"
"Look at you," he said caressing your inner thigh, fingertips burning your skin, "Your legs are tempting," he ghosted his fingers in front of your need clothed pussy.
You were spread on the bed in front of a big mirror, Roger was behind, your back facing his chest, you were wearing just white panties, he was completely dressed.
"Rog, please" you whispered, placing your hand over his and trying to guided it to your needy clit in a subtle way.
"Please what baby?" He took your hand away and instead he slided it to your waist, stroking you with his fingertips, sending shivers down your spine and chills between your legs.
"Touch me, do something" you bit your lower lip as you whined, he got you in this position for like 20 minutes, teasing you and touching you everywhere but where you needed the most, the image of you in the mirror was also helping you to grow impatient.
"Why would i do that?" He chuckled smugly, "You're so pretty like this, i love watching you squirm when i didn't even get the chance to touch you properly," his hands now found your lower belly, drumming his fingers there.
You just sighed with eyes close, one of your hand began to draw a path down your pussy, you need some relief and Roger was not helping.
"Nuh uh," he grabbed your hand softly and pulled it to his mouth to give it a sweet kiss on the palm, his damn soft and dominating behaviour was killing you slowly.
You huffed literally like a child and Roger couldn't stop his laughing, your toes were curling in anticipation as his hand were ghosting around your body, not giving you proper touches. He also couldn't ignore the big grey patch in your white panties, so he gave up.
"Look how wet you are and i didn't even get here," his index fingers danced over the patch and your jaw dropped a few millimiters at the sudden friction.
"Fuck.." you mumbled, watching through the mirror how slowly his finger was moving.
He gave your pussy a rough smack that made you jump and whimper, "Alright i'm growing impatient too, you're too inviting to just have you like this and do nothing," he reached out beside him and picked a paint brush, he had a devil grin painted on his lips by the moment he grazed the object over your clothed and now wet pussy.
"Oh shit-" you whined and bit your lip hungrily at the weird sensation, it was pleasing, but you rather prefer his fingers.
He hummed, "You like this? That's what you wanted?" He kept grazing the fluffly thing all over your clit, and you were moaning softly.
"Yeah but-" you moaned in the middle thanks to Roger speeding up his grazing, the friction was good but not enough to your desperation to cum.
"But?" His voice was hoarse and rough now, darker than in the beggining, "I recall you telling me to do something, and i'm doing something" his free hand grasping your leg to keep you still, meeting your needy eyes in the mirror in front of him.
Your orgasm was building archingly slowly, "Fffuck i'm gonna c-cum" you stuttered, legs trying to buck.
"No, you won't" he tossed the paint brush somewhere in the room, leaving you extremely desperate, like a whiny dog, you were sobbing, frustrated for not have the chance to get some relief.
You dropped your head back until it hit his shoulder, "Rog-" you sobbed.
He ignored you, playing with the waistband of your panties, "Let me see how much you want to cum," he slided down your panties and you helped him to remove it completely, he met in the reflect of the mirror the sight of your wet core, your pussy lips soaked and your clit was swollen, screaming for some friction, "Holy shit love, you really want it," he murmured, kissing your neck and playing with your wetness, "You're a mess,"
You moaned now with his fingers toying with you, "Please please please," you begged whiles grasping the sheets with your fists, hoping as hell this wasn't another fucking teasing.
He insert a single finger in such a delicious way that made you cry with relief, his free hand landed on your clit, he could feel it throbbing, he started rubbing quickly while pumping his finger, adding another one in the process. His fingers were making slick noises that matched perfectly with your moans, it was too obscene but exciting, he was enjoying your view in the mirror, you could feel his jeans getting tight on your back.
"Cum now, you wanted to cum? You better do it," he ordered, speeding up his movements as you melted in pleasure.
Your legs were turning to jelly, hips bucking and your lips were red for all the biting, tears running down your cheeks, just as your juice dripping slowly down your entrance, "F-fuck right there, o-oh my god," you closed your eyes tightly as your high hit you like a train.
Roger helped you to ride it off properly as he placed cute open mouth kisses on your shoulder, "Such a good mess" he mumbled on your skin as you shivered, pulling his fingers out to bring it to his mouth, humming contently.
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That's all I have to say and I love it * omfg yeah yeah yeah I'm a bitch for Roger's teasing * 🥵🥵🤤🤤👌🏼💦💦🔥🔥
Roger Taylor, The Cross, Liar.
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This man has me on my knees.
Daddy Roger oh god damn he's hot 😍😍🥰🥰❤❤
90s bearded Roger Taylor with The Cross Band performing in italian television.
Daddy 🤤🤤🥵🥵
One night stand
Fanfic
Pairing Roger Taylor Reader
Warnings Smut 🔞
Cheating
A/N Rogers POV
I might have an alternative ending
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One Night Stand
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- Yes I know Jess... I know.. But what do you want me to do, the fuckin tour has just started
I heard her voice start to crack in the other end of the line
In my head I could see her, walking back and forth in our bedroom with a sleepy baby girl on her arm
I loved her, I loved our daughter..
But as a drummer in a touring band, there was not much I could do really
Before we got our girl our relationship was lacking and we thought maybe a baby could mend the wounds a bit and maybe it did a little .. But then the tour happend..
She was furious
- Now... That's unfair.. This is my job.. You know that and we didn't know we would have..
- I can see that you don't prioritise our family Rog
- Right.. Look... I am in England next month.. Would love you to come and watch... I wanna see you.. and..
- You don't need me there.. You have your other girls Rog
- Ohh FFS Jess..
- I know it Roger.. You know I do.. Goodbye
I knew she was right, I was a total prick among women.. Who could blame me really, theese beautiful creatures surrounded me everywhere
Back in school I was fine, infact I had pretty decent long relationships, but with fame came all theese temtations
But OK.. After the concert.. Just one more time.. One more..
Was it so wrong, I scratched my head.. Yeah.. It was.. I had family now..
- Hey Taylor, are you joining us at the party?
- Ehh no thanx Fred.. I might just grab a beer down at the local pub and call it a night
- Wait.. What?.. Our Roger say no to free drinks and the girls at the party?
I shrugged my shoulders and headed out in the chilled weather
I had no idea which direction I was going, I just knew I had to get a fuck..
A few blocks down I saw something that looked like a pub, it was a risk I had to take being this close to the arena, it might be packed with people who had been at the concert, but I was ready to take it
I flipped up my collar and flung up the door, for my relief they played much different music than Queen
I sat myself in a horseshoe shaped booth and ordered a single malt whisky and a beer
It was pretty crowded in the pub and everyone was pretty wasted
In the booth opposite me there was a bunch of girls who apparently were at the concert, they chatted loudly about Brians epic guitar solos, I rolled my eyes but, they had a great time, they all looked good really but among thoose I saw her.. the most gorgeous girl ever seen.. At once my leg started to bounce.. I wanted her so badly.. I needed her
Suddenly I heard a squealing sound.. One of the girls rushed to my table
- Omg omg ROGER omg... Can.. Can I have your autograph.. Please..
- Sure love...
I signed her wrinkled napkin and she was totally euphoric
The other ones did not make any moves, they stayed put
- Hey.. Wait.. Look.. The girl in the grey suede jacket, can she come over?
She just nodded and went back to her table
The loud buzzing sound over there the next couple of minutes was out of this world, I could only imagine what they were talking about
In the corner of my eyes I saw a long pair of legs and I looked up
Her
- Hi.. Sit.. I patted on the bench next to me.. I'm Roger
-.. I.. I'm.. Y/N..
Shit she was even more beautiful from up close
- Do you want anything to drink love?
- Yes please, a Gin & Tonic thank you..
I ordered a drink for her and a new round for myself
- Sooo... They left you here now all alone, that was not so nice of them
She looked at me with big eyes and wettened her lips with her tongue
- I am sure I can take of myself.., I am a big girl aren't I..
I could see she wanted me aswell
When two adults wanted eachother.. that could not be wrong could it
I played with the hem of her skirt just a little so that my fingertips brushed a little on her knee
- Did you enjoy the concert hunnie
- Y.. yes..
I leaned forward and nibbled below her ear on her soft skin
- What was the best part
Her legs clenched together and her mouth fell open
- Tell me... Or I stop...
I spread her legs wide and as my hand came closer, it almost felt like a volcanic heat, she was burning, her head fell back as I kissed her neck with sloppy kisses...
- You... Your drumsolo...
- I don't believe you... I heard you talk about Brian
I pulled her underwear aside and pushed in a finger deep in her slick heat, she gasped for air
- No... No.. Its you Roger.. You... Ohh FUCK ..
- Fine.. Now.. Where is your hotel lil brat..
She scrambled herself up with much effort
I took both our jackets and went outside
Her hotel was just literally around the corner
I made clear that she understood that I could not take my hotel, too much media, girls etc even tho everyone knew we had to be discreet
We both tried to not think and talk so much on the way there it would complicate things
She opened the door
- Well.. Here we are
It was long time ago since i were at such a small, simple hotel, but when it was just sex...
Who cared really
She flipped off her high heel shoes and looked relieved
- Y/N... I closed in on her and palmed her perfect rounded ass.. You know this is just sex right.. I have family and..
- Yes Roger... I know..
- Damn... I growled.. You are so fuckin beautiful.. I saw you immediately when...
I crashed my lips onto hers and felt her soft tounge brushing against mine
She whimpered softly and her perfect swelling breasts brushed at my chest
I pushed her into the room and unbuckled my belt, I couldn't wait any longer to be inside of her
- Roger.. Wait.. Let me help you..
Her soft lips kissed along my neck same time as she unbuttoned my shirt
Her kisses trailed on my chest down my abdomen, I pushed her head down on my crotch almost crying for relief
She took a firm around my girthy shaft and while she pumped me she took my whole length in between her juicy lips
- Please.. Shit... Ahhh please ..., Don't fuckin tease me...
She just bobbed her beautiful head a few times that was all it took
- Mmmmm you are so.. close Rog...
- I... I... Can... I can come again... Shit... Shit... Omg... Ahhh..
My cock switched and with a powerful pulsation it came a white trail of seed down her throat
- Open your mouth... Show me...
She opened up and it was empty.. She had swallowed it all..
We took off our remaining clothes and laid underneath the bedding
- I know you want to darling.. Why are you..
She had the cutest giggle when I tried to force her legs apart
- You have to work for me Roger..
- Ahh you little minx.. come on.. Let me have a proper taste on your cunt..
I was already rock hard again and she squirmed like a snake under my body
I had to pin her down with one arm
- Steady now, damn you were a difficult one
I smirked up at her, smelled her arousal, I took two fingers pushing hard inside her
- There.. It will quiet you down a bit.. I started to lap her glistening pussy with my tounge as fast as I could, she tasted divine
Even though she had gaved me a proper blowjob, my cock leaked against her thigh and it ached..
I wanted more
My fingers pumped faster and I curled them exactly where I knew she would like them, her back arched and she grabbed my hair
- Ohh fuckin shit ROG!!! AHH!!
Her walls soon contracted around my fingers and I saw her slight sweet fluid squirting from her pussy, I was fast and licked up all the amount I could get
- Roger.. I.. I have never.. never..
- Never?
She shook her head.. I didn't know if should feel proud or bad..
- How do you...
- Let me ride you Roger..
Almost like magic she had grabbed the condom on the nightstand
- Take a close look at me Roger.. It is soon over...
She almost flipped me over like a coin and sat herself on top of me, her ponytail was a mess so she took it out and threw her hair back and bounced her tits while touched her clit
I rolled the condom on and swallowed hard, I took a grip around her hips and pushed in deep inside her, my balls slapped against her and I took her long hair and thrusted harder and harder, in that moment neither of us didn't know or care if it was lust or guilt, we both knew
I snapped my hips even faster and slapped her ass
She placed her hands on the headboard and her tits bounced in my face, I grabbed one off them and twisted the nipple with my fingers, she screamed and started to tremble
- Shit I am close... Shit... Ahhh God...
Her contracts emptied my cock on the last cum
I came with such intense
She fell on top of me and I breathed in her hair
Just a few seconds of a sweet moment was all that I could afford
- You were amazing.. really amazing hunnie..
I caressed over her back
She shivvered slightly
I heard that she tried to catch her breath and her heart rate slowed down
She swallowed hard like she tried to avoid crying
This was always the hard part especially when it was fans, neither of you could get attached
I kissed her forehead
- I have to go, you know that..
She nodded
I went up from bed and out to the bathroom, A quick splash of water in the face and I knew it was time to go
When I returned out she had her back towards me, it was the best
Without a word I took my clothes back on and went out
It was dawn and I tried my best to be invisible
This was such a sweet girl, really, but.. It was just sex, I had my family and I had to make this work with Jess from now on
This was the last time you did this.. The last time
Fuckin NEVER again!!!!!!
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3 months later
The tour was now over
I was home.. finally
It had been a long tour a warm summer and I had not wore my jacket since that night
- Hi hunnie.. Just grabbing the last things in the car.. Coming..
Something fell out from the pocket
A note?
Omg... She left her phone number... This could not be happening..
I wrinkled it fast before I went inside to see my family
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I'm....... 🥵🥵 dear God 🤤🤤🤤
Credits to Jean Paul Heck.
Oh wow Roger with glasses 😍🥰❤️ the perfect professor look 😏😏
I will marry Brian on May 7th and we will together forever!! :D really!! :D
Oh god yes immediately 😁😁😏😏
I will marry Brian on May 7th and we will together forever!! :D really!! :D
Yes 😁😁😁 That would be my biggest wish and dream 😍😍😍
Honestly the idea of Freddie talking to a baby is too cute to handle.
Baby: ahh goo *spit bubble*
Freddie: mhm, you make a very good point, darling.
Omg I-
Don't make me write this 🥺
I threw this together so fast but I just HAD TO
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Okay I’m a sucker for Roger Taylor twirling his drumstick when he plays the drums
Reblog if you get all 🥰🥰 when you see Roger Taylor twirl his drumstick in videos
Say You Won’t Let Go [ROGER TAYLOR x READER]
Pairing: Roger Taylor x Reader
Word count: 2749
Summary: It’s your and Roger’s anniversary, and you reminisce on your relationship and history with him.
Contains: FLUFFINESS
A/N: This is my submission for @queens-n-roses 2k writing challenge (congrats on 2k! (Except I think you’re already on 3k now!!)). This fic is inspired by James Arthur’s Say You Won’t Let Go. I hope you enjoy! Also: I want to apologize in advance for the typos!
You wake up to kisses to your face, your neck, your shoulders. You let out a tired laugh before blinking the sleep from your eyes. Once you finally open your eyes, you’re met with Roger next to you in bed.
“Happy anniversary, beautiful,” he says.
“Happy anniversary, love,” you whisper back, stroking the hair out of his face. He closes his eyes at your touch. The soft morning glow made by the gauzy curtains, the birds chirping outside, and Roger’s comforting presence make you feel at peace, and you revel in the quiet morning.
The silence is broken by small footsteps rapidly approaching your room.
“Hi Mummy!” your daughter says. She stops when she sees Roger, her eyes lighting up.
“DADDY!” she yells, jumping onto the bed and into his arms. Roger was gone for two weeks for a business trip, and she was asleep when he came in last night.
“Hi Princess! I missed you!” Roger says, peppering her face with kisses. She shrieks, swatting him away. “Hey, I got you a present,” he says in a stage whisper.
“Really?” she asks, tiny hands gripping onto his shirt.
“Yeah, you wanna go see it?” he asks while getting up.
“Yeah!”
“It’s in the garage.” And then she’s sprinting out of the room.
“What’d you get her?” you ask with a quirk of your brow and small smile on your face.
About two seconds later, you find that he got her a new bike. A two wheeler bike, actually. And now you’re currently leaning against the front door wrapped in a fluffy robe with a cup of coffee in your hand as you watch your husband try to teach your daughter how to ride the bike. Watching them makes you feel… nostalgic. Perhaps it’s because of your anniversary, but you start thinking about you and Roger, and just exactly how you two got to the place you are today.
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Your eyes glowed at him, and he felt an unfamiliar feeling tug at something deep in his chest.
“Who is that? Roger asks Brian under his breath, slightly tilting his glass towards you. You’ve been eyeing each other for what seemed like hours. From the moment he arrived at the party, actually. Watching you in that long black dress with the thin straps and the low back. The way you cross your legs and how you lick the drink from your lips after you take a sip. The way you laugh at a joke your friend tells you in your ear. You, watching him in his dark sunglasses. The way he smirks into his glass. The way he looks at you as if you’re the only girl in the world.
“Oh, that’s Y/N,” Brian replies. Feeling like he’s had enough of watching you from afar, he downs the rest of his whiskey, slams down the cup on the bar counter, and makes his way over to you. You watch him with a smirk as he approaches, bringing your wineglass up to your lips.
“Hello, I’m Roger Taylor,” he says, hand outstretched.
“Hi Roger Taylor, it’s nice to meet you,” you say, gently grasping his hand.
“I didn’t catch your name?”
“That’s because I didn’t say it.” He smiles.
“Y/N, my name is Y/N.” You look over his shoulder to see your friend waving at you to go. “I have to go, but it was really nice meeting you, Roger Taylor,” you say before standing up, shimmying your dress down as it rode up, and walking down to your friend. And before you reached your friend, you turn around and blow him a kiss with a wink. He smiles to himself, heart beating a little faster than usual.
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You guys meet again at another party. His eyes immediately landing on you when he arrives. You look the same as he saw you last, sitting in the back with a wineglass in your hand. This time wearing a red dress.
And then a few drinks later, he finds you gripping his hand as you guys make your way out of the party.
He feels as if his heart is soaring out of his chest, and you both are chasing after it, your hand gripped tightly in his, weaving in and out of the bodies in the crowd. You tilt your head back and laugh, your other arm reaching up, finger tips trying to reach the sky––reaching up and taking hold of his heart. And he never wants you to let go.
He’s brought home so many girls. But this time, it feels different.
He slams open the door and immediately pushes you up against it, mouth already on yours in a frenzied kiss, a little sloppy as you’re both intoxicated, but neither of you care. Too intoxicated with the feeling of one another. The way his hands grip your hips, fingers calloused from years of drumming rubbing at the exposed skin of your waist. The way you tug slightly at his hair, the way your lips feel so soft on his.
He taps your thighs, signaling for you to jump, and you wrap your legs around his waist. You bump foreheads a little, and you break off the kiss with a giggle. You feel him smiling as he presses his lips to your neck.
You two fall into his bed. He hovers over you, hips pressed into yours, lips sucking a dark bruise onto your collarbone.
“Rog,” you say in a breathless moan. He stops to drop his head onto your chest, groaning. At how beautiful you are. At how much he loves the way his name falls from your lips. You wrap your legs around his hips and roll over, so you end up straddling him. He smirks up at you, hands coming to rest lazily at your hips. You grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it up. He sits up to help, pulling it up and completely off of himself. Reaching a finger down, you trace his collarbones, his abs. He shivers, exhaling sharply.
“Where did this come from?” you ask, skimming over the thin white scar on his hip. He looks down.
“Bar fight.”
“Bar fight? Tisk tisk,” you tease.
“I was seventeen! And the guy was an asshole!” he says defending himself while laughing.
“How’d you get that? Looks pretty serious.”
“He sliced me with a beer bottle after I threw a tomato at him,” he says, his eyes crinkling.
“Wait you threw a tomato at him?” you ask, incredulous.
“Mhmm, when he grabbed the beer bottle, I grabbed the closest thing next to me and just hurled it.” You burst out into laughter, falling onto his chest. He wraps an arm around your back, burying his face into the crook of your neck, and you can feel him laughing as well.
And the previous actions cease. You’re on your sides, facing each other, hands propping up your heads. Both of you now too involved in talking about your lives. Childhood stories. First kisses. Favorite movies. His time in his band. Your family.
But in the middle of him telling you about the time he pranked Brian, you’re hit with a wave of nausea. You gag, slapping a hand over your mouth before hurtling out of bed and into his bathroom where you promptly empty your stomach into his toilet. By the time you’re done and dry heaving over the bowl, you notice Roger behind you, holding your hair out of your face while rubbing soothing circles on your back. You wipe your eyes before turning around and giving him a small smile. He smiles back.
“Let’s get you to bed, love,” he says softly as he holds your shoulders, leading you to his bedroom. He puts the covers over you, turns off the lamp on the bedside table and is about to leave (to sleep in his guest bedroom), but you stop him with a hand on his forearm.
“Can you stay with me?” you whisper, eyes already half-closed. His throat is dry, heart tight in his chest.
“Yeah,” he clears his throat. “Yeah, of course.”
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You and Roger have been seeing each other for a few months now, having become really close friends––who also hook up sometimes (a lot of times). He just met you for some breakfast as he spent a night at your place after you called him at two a.m.
“Morning mates!” he says with a big smile as he walks through the studio doors.
Brian narrows his eyes at him from his perch on the sofa.
“What?” Roger asks.
“You smell like a vanilla candle exploded on you.”
“I spent a night at Y/N’s,” Roger says nonchalantly, not even looking up as he’s busy tying his shoes.
“Are you two dating? I’ve never seen you so interested in a girl for this long.”
“Thanks Bri, you make me sound like a right dick.”
“It’s true!” Brian says with his hands raised. Roger sighs. Because it was true. He’s never been this interested––hell––he’s never felt this way about any girl before. Ever.
“I don’t know. She makes me feel––she makes me feel whole,” he mumbles. In any other situation, the rest of the boys would have teased him for being so cheesy, but this time is different––this statement felt really serious. Really real. And so they just sit there in silence. Brian’s brows furrowed, his lip pinched between his fingers. John has a small smile on his face as if he knows something that everyone else doesn’t know of.
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“Hello, gorgeous,” a brunette man says, sitting down at the bar stool next to yours. You look up from your drink, not interested, but he seems nice and he was easy on the eyes. You wouldn’t pursue anything more with him other than this flirty banter.
But what you don’t notice is that Roger watches you with narrowed eyes from his seat on the stage, hitting his drums just a little harder than usual. Brian looks over from his guitar playing.
“Settle down, Rog,” he says with a frown.
Right when the last song ends, Roger stands up quickly, so quickly that he knocks into one of the cymbals, and stomps off the stage.
“Hey, Y/N,” he says coming up from behind you as he grabs your waist. You jump a little in surprise.
“Hey Rog,” you say, confused as he wraps an arm around your shoulders almost protectively.
“Who’s this bloke?” he asks with a sneer.
“This bloke is a very nice man named Edward,” you say.
“Oh––I’m sorry––I didn’t know you had a boyfriend, sorry,” he says before excusing himself from his seat. You whip your head around, face burning.
“Outside,” you hiss before stalking towards the exit.
“What the fuck, Roger!” you yell once you’re once outside.
“What?” he asks, feigning innocence.
“You can’t––you don’t get to be like this,” you say with a sigh––the unsaid words hanging in between you two. And his voice gets stuck in his throat, conflicted between telling the truth and hiding behind a joke.
“I––I––that guy seemed like a dick,” he mumbles.
“Yeah, but that’s my decision to make!” you say, throwing your hands up.
“Why are you like this?” you ask, but you know. You want him to say it. A pause.
He stays silent. You scoff and feel tears prick at your eyes, disappointment tugging at your heart.
“You know what, Rog, you are selfish. You’re a selfish prick. I’m gonna go home. Call me when you stop acting––when you figure out what this,” you wave your hands around, “is.”
“Wait––Y/N!” you turn around, and he grabs your face, pressing his lips onto his. And even though you’ve kissed him multiple––too many times to count––this one feels different.
“I’m in love with you Y/N Y/L/N. And I want to be more than friends––more than what we are right now.” You smile, grabbing his face gently.
“I love you too, Roger.”
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He walks back into the room with two mugs of steaming tea. And he stops in the doorway. Seeing you, sitting on the bed, hair messy, eyes still puffy with sleep. The light streaming in from the window encompassing you in an ethereal glow, he knows this is it. He quickly grabs the small box from the shelf next to him.
“Y/N?” You turn to him, and you see him on his knee. Your heart stops.
“I love you more than anyone and anything in the world. You’re my best friend, and you’re the love of my life. There is no one else I would like to spend the rest of my life with. Will you marry me?”
You nod, speechless and don’t realize you’re crying until you feel the tears run down your face. And you climb out of the bed, your legs getting tangled on the comforter. And you stumble into his arms.
“Yes,” you whisper. “Yes!” And he lets out an exhale, laughing. Tears pricking his eyes, and he clears his throat.
“Did you just use two of your song titles while proposing to me,” you ask through sniffles, slightly muffled as your face is pressed into his shirt.
The next day, you announce it to the band at dinner.
“Welcome to the family, Y/N,” Freddie says with open arms.
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You blink, and you’re back in the present. Mind focusing once again at the scene in front of you.
“Daddy, I’m scared,” your daughter says, voice trembling, hands white knuckled on top of Roger’s.
“It’s okay, Sweetheart, I got you.”
“Promise you won’t let go?”
“Promise I won’t let you go.”
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To be the girlfriend of Roger Taylor could have its benefits
But it could also include long days in the studio with rehersals or as of today, on the set of a musicvideo
When you walked inside the building you saw him immediately
He was always handsome
But today
Black tight leatherpants and crimson red ribbons wrapped around his upper body
They all had similar outfits, but you could not stop looking at HIM
- Y/N, you came!!
His face lit up as he walked towards you, he hugged you and kissed you, his lips was slightly parted
You moaned
- Hi Rog.. You lookin good
- Ahh guess it is not that bad huh, he swirled around like a model on a runway
You gasped for air, his butt looked so fuckin perfect
- Who is looking after our son?
- Awww, you quickly bounced back to reality, he is with Veronica, they are going to the zoo
He smiled and looked at you up and down
- Soooooo, that means you are all mine today?, His hand rounded your ass and your stomach buzzed
- Hey lovebirds, we gotta start filmin this shit, Freddie shouted from the back
- Gotta go sweetie, He kissed your nosetip and smiled
You walked behind the cameramen and sat down on the coutch
Hours went by
You had been a couple for 5 years, your son was almost 3, you were very happy together, your sexlife was awesome you could not complain really
But anyway
You loved his song, you were proud of him in everything he did you knew he had to work, but right now you just wanted him only him
There was something about Roger today, he glowed and the way he looked at you
They all had a great time on set in the fake car, they even brought a vodka bottle.
Laughed and joked around, you just shook your head, sometimes they were like four little boys
You sat in your own thoughts when suddenly he stod right in front of you
- Y/N.. We are going to have a little break now, wanna join me?
Stupid question really
You stood up and he grabbed your hand, you followed him into the dressing room like a puppy
You closed the door and pushed him up against the wall
Just could not wait any longer to kiss him, you needed him
His makeup did him even more sexy, the long thick eyelashes fluttered as you breathed at his neck
His hands pushed you closer and you felt that he was already rock hard
- Mmmmm you are eager love
- Your fault really Rog , you are soooo damn sexy today
He whined when you grabbed his cock, the leather straighned around it
He phanted and started to pull at your clothes
- Take them off... Shit.. Let me fuck you..
- Not yet you teased... Sit
You pointed at a chair
He nodded and did what he was told, he looked so wunerable, big blue eyes watched you every single move you maked
You took your top off and started to tease him, grabbed your breasts and played with your nipples thru your lacebra swayed your hips
Today you had chosen to not wear any panties, you knew you would have him anytime , your prey
He rolled his eyes and swollowed hard, you went around the chair and started to take of the ribbons he tried to protest but you hushed him instead of drop them on the floor you tied him to the chair, both hands and feets
He yelped when you pulled the zipper down his throbbing member you felt it twitch in your hand, the precum ran down his shaft, if you had more time you would tease him more suck his gorgeus cock until he spilled in your mouth and let him play with your body to lick your nipples eat your wet cunt out the way only he could but you nearly exploded with lust
You grabbed his neck and pushed your tounge inside his mouth, you grinded on his lap the leather felt amazing to your core.
- Roger.. I have been thinkin about what you said the other day... I am ready.. I want one more baby with you.
His eyes widened and he studdered
- Y.. you you do?.. Now?
- NOW!
He kissed your neck and nearly screamed when you took his cock at the base and pushed it deep in your wet pussy
- Put a baby inside me Mr Taylor
You rode him wild, your ass slapped against his thighs, he was so deep inside you
He whined both with lust and of frustration that he wanted to touch you but could not
Your orgasm builded up fast and you felt your walls were tighten around him
FUCK
He was so close aswell you could feel it and with a pornographic sound he came in you
You kissed him sloppy, wrapped him up while still having him inside you kissed his whole torso and neck
He took you in his arms and held you tight.. his heart was beating so fast
- You think it worked Roger?
His eyes was filled with joy and tears, he kissed you softly
- Y/N.... Marry me...
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Taking care of you
Taking care of you
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Warnings Smut 🔞 Agegap mention of Freddie Mercurys death
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It was late evening in the middle of the cold December at the local pub in Kensington when you saw him
He sat alone at a table across you, looking down at his empty glass
All the sudden he looked up and when your eyes met they widened a bit and you could see the beginning of a smile in his sad face..then he looked down again
You came here to join your friend Mindy who was working late shift in the bar
She had a bit left to do before she could close for the night, so you sat by yourself and sipped on your wine
Mindy walked towards the man and asked if he wanted anything for his last order
It was devastating to see a man so alone, so sad, fragile ... but yet so..so beautiful
- Are you going to order anything else Y/N?
You jumped up from your day dreaming
- Oh.. No I think I am good thanx, I just can't help it, I keep staring at that poor man over there, God he looks so sad
- Omg Y/N you don't recognize him? That is Roger Taylor from Queen. He's been showing up here almost every night.. since.. since Freddie.. died..
A lump in your throat appeared and maked it hard to swollow and tears were building up
Of course you saw that it now.. It was him..
With a loud rumble from his chair he stod up and started to walk little wobbly towards the bar
- Mindy.. c.. can I get my car keyes please..
- Mr Taylor, Sorry, I do not think you are suitable to drive home tonight
He looked both sad and angry, He shook his head and mumbled something about that was not that bad as it looked and that she was young enough to be his daughter
- I will call a taxi for you Mr Taylor, Ok?
He struggeled with his zipper on his jacket and shook his head again
- The car will be here in 15 minutes Mr Taylor, Y/N.. can you please make sure Mr Taylor get in the Taxi safetly?
- What?
You frowned at Mindy who gaved you a look, could she possibly mean that you should help him home? Your heart were beating faster. Still confused you grabbed your coat walked towards him then you saw how crushed he looked
You introduced yourself taking his hand and smiled gently at him. He took your arm and you walked outside in the chilly air
He stopped right outside the bar, bent his head back and looked up at the stars, took a deep breath and looked right into your eyes
- I do not want to be alone tonight
His voice cracked
He started to cry again,
- Please just sit and talk with me..
You nodded quietly
You could not say no, you didn’t want to
A few minutes later a car pulled in. He crawled in and took a seat . He looked out thru the window, it had start to snow. You both sat without a word the whole taxiride.
You found out that he lived an hour out from London but he had a small apartment in town
After he payed for the taxi he almost tripped on the sidewalk
- Ssorry.. I had a bit much to drink
You walked after him up to third floor and after a lot of fiddling with his keys, he opened the door for you
- S.. Sorry about the mess.. I have not.... do you want anything to drink?
- Yes please, I take whatever you are having you said and hung up your coat
He grabbed two glasses out from a cupboard and took a chilled bottle of wine from his fridge
You briefly looked around in the apartment, the livingroom was big there was a bedroom a smaller guest room and a kitchen.. That was it..
- I have been here pretty much since..... my girlfriend left me.. M.. m my house is so big and I feel even more alone.. especially after Fr...
His voice broke again and he started to sob, you sat close to him and rubbed his shoulders
He was trembling
You did not say much, you did not have to.. You just sat there and listened to him
He talked for hours about his friendship with Freddie how they met, their career, families, happy memories sad memories he looked relieved for that he could talk to someone.. especially when he told you about all the sad parts
He cried on your shoulder, he was so drained and exhausted .. so wounrable
You offered to put on some tea for him and went to the kitchen, when you came back to the couch he had almost fall asleep
You wrapped a blanket over him and he leaned on your shoulder
- Stay.. Y/N
- I... I ccan't..
- Why? Am I a creepy old guy, or do I bore you with my talk?
- Neither Mr Taylor.. But...
- Then stay.. I have an extra bed, I will go and try to have a shower, you can too..If you want.. Or take a bath.. feel yourself at home.. Please.. just.. just stay
You saw his big blue puppy eyes rimmed with red after all tears you took his hand in yours, he was shaking, you just wanted to take care of him
He went into the bathroom and you heard him turn the water on
What the hell were you doing, you thought for yourself
You wanted to call Mindy for advice but it was way too late.. even for her
You felt panic at the same time it all maked sence.. Of course you should stay
He came out, dressed in a bathrobe and you could see a tiny smile, maybe it was from relief that you choosed to stay
You felt your stomach buzz
You did as he said, you went into the bathroom poured up a warm bath and you tried to organize your thoughts while you were scrubbing your body
It still smelled like a man inside there... like him..
You felt your cheeks blush
It was inapropriate to even think thoose thoughts now, but he was a very very attractive man, even tho it was bad of you to take advantage of this situation
After you were done you put on the large T-shirt he borrowed you
When you went out again he was already in bed
He smiled gently at you and patted on the bed next to him
You did not say anything, you layed next to him and instead of feeling weird it just felt comforting and a warm feeling spread inside you
You layed on his arm and when you had your head on his chest you heard his increasing heartbeats
You both layed still for a bit, nobody said a word, you just breathed together in unison
You trailed your hand around the small amount of hair on his chest and continued down his belly he started to breathe faster
You stopped right where his boxers began and you felt it was wet of precum, his cock strained at the fabric
Your eyes met for a brief second then he closed them while pulling you in for a hungry and passionate kiss
Both of you moaned in eachothers mouths, he needed you so bad
The kiss turned sloppier his tounge swirled around with yours, He moved his warm eager body against yours, he tried to touch you but you stopped him
- No... Mr Taylor.. I want you to feel good... Let me take care of you...
- Ohh Y/N.., he almost cried when you grabbed his throbbing cock in your hand
He felt so good, it was hard and hungry, your mouth watered
You took a firm grip around his shaft and stroked him while you bent down between his legs, you kissed his belly and nibbled on his thighs before you kissed his cock, you licked it up and down before your lips closed around it
Your tounge swirled on the head, you looked up at him, he just phanted and squirmed in the bed, his eyes were closed
You took in his whole length until you felt it against the back of your throat you were not used to this size, but right now you did not care
Your eyes watered, he was big and he felt soo amazing
You hollowed your cheeks and bobbed your head faster and faster while you twisted your vrist around it
- OHHH.. F... f... shit.. turn around..
You turned your back at him and sank yourself down over his mouth, he grabbed your hips and pulled you even closer
He kissed your folds and pushed his tounge deep inside you and when he moaned it vibrated in your entire core
He licked up between your folds to your clit while slowly entering a finger, you almost jumped.. it felt so good you whined out loud
He lapped you with such intensity that your eyes rolled in the back of your head
- Oh oh. Mm... Mr Taylor...
- Roger... call me Roger he muffeled against your wet pussy
His hips bucked up and he almost arched against you
You felt he was so close so you let his cock go with a pop
He groaned
You sat yourself up and he pumped his finger faster and faster slightly curled it.. just.. just there.. there.. there
You felt your walls clenching and with a scream you came hard around his fingers
He licked up your juices and kissed your thighs
You lied down next to him but within a second he was on top of you
- God you are so beautiful.. so so beautiful..I need you so bad Y/N
He was crumbling again
- Roger.. It is ok.. just want to feel you.. Now.. Now p.. please..
He shifted focus, grabbed you hips hard and entered you with a loud cry, you pulled him closer with a fast grip on his ass
He looked down at his own cock fuckin you in and out and pumped even faster
His balls hit you with every thrust and the room was filled with obscene noises from your slick pussy
He went faster and faster your hands trailed up and grabbed his neck
You pulled him closer and kissed him rough and moaned in his mouth
He kissed down on your neck and you heard him phanting, moaning sobbing in your ear
You felt you were close again your toes curl and you thrusted back up at him
You screamed his name loud and felt your walls contracting around his cock
He took a grip on the headboard and with a last hard thrust he screamed and filled you up with his seed until the last drip
You both were trembling from your high and he kissed you gently on your forehead cheeks and nose before he kissed you on the lips
-Roger...., you looked straight into his eyes..., You don’t ever have to feel alone again
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