A/N: I hope you enjoy it :) let me know if you do and also if you don’t, feedback is well received.
Pairing: 70s!Roger Taylor x Reader
Context: This is a college AU situated around 1970, I tried not to include much details about the place or clothes to avoid mistakes.
Warnings: SMUT (MUST BE +18), Bottom Roger!, Dom Reader, Drinking and smoking. Beware of grammar mistakes (not a native English speaker)
Word count: 1.8k~
Nine o’clock on a Friday, you were chatting with your best friend and she kept trying to convince you to go to a party with her. Not that you didn’t like to party, you loved to, but today was not your day, college was awful and your asshole philosophy teacher decided it would be a good idea to leave homework for the weekend.
“I’m telling you Nina I need to study and do this stupid work” you explained to your friend who even made the effort of going to your room just to get you to go out today “Anyways, what is so special about this so called party?”
“First of all, you can do that work tomorrow and second it’s not a so called party it is a party Y/N, it is one of the biggest ones of the semester we must go.” Nina argued “I promise you we will have fun and probably get laid”
“Get what? Ok fuck you? I’m not that desperate” You clarified
“Then forget that part Y/N, come one it will be fun, I promise” she begged now looking at you with puppy eyes
“Fine, but if I get bored or it is too much, I will leave” You warned
“Sure sure, get dressed now” Nina pressured you, it was not that late but the party was a bit far away from the dorms.
Nina helped you choose your clothes, she almost knew them all, you’ve been best friends since junior high school. You went with a black short skirt and a colorful shirt. In the way to the party Nina talked to you about this guy she liked and apparently he was going too, it all made sense now, she just wanted to go because of him, she always managed to convince you to do things.
When you arrived to the place you noticed it was indeed a big party and your social anxiety started kicking in, at least you were with Nina. You walked in, there was a table in the entrance with some closed beers in it, you took two for you and your friend.
“Cheers, I guess” you said to Nina while handing over the beer.
“Cheers!” She joyfully answered, but you were almost able to hear her over the noise.
“Hey, I am going to look for the guy I was talking about, go meet people” She yelled and left without giving you a chance to get mad.
You thought of leaving but if you went all the way to get there might as well stay for a bit, since the place was a frat house you started walking around, when you found the kitchen you were about to finish your beer so you entered hopeful to find something else, and you did, there was around twenty beers in there so you grabbed one. You were about to leave when one of your favorite songs started playing. It was ‘stuck on you by Elvis Presley’. You decided to stay in the kitchen and fake play the drums just to have fun, you got so much into it you closed your eyes and for a moment you forgot about the world.
“Hi lady drummer” A soft pitched voice brought you back to the world, you opened your eyes to find a long haired blond guy looking at you with a beer and a cigarette in his hand “So do you play the drums or am I being fooled?” he asked and you couldn’t tell if he was making fun of you or hitting on you.
“I kind of play” You hesitated in that answer
“Show me” He stated with confidence
“Show you what now?” You asked confused of what was he asking for, there was no drums nearby if that was what he wanted
“Show me that you play” He reassured “There is a drum set upstairs”
“Is that you trying to take me up stairs? Because you don’t even know my name mate” You replied a bit mad, he was not polite at all
“Yeah true, sorry, I guess I got carried away, not everyday I meet a woman who can play the drums. I am Roger Taylor” he explained smiling “And you are?”
“I am Y/N, nice to meet you” You smiled back “Now, care to show me that drum set?”
“You better know how to use it” He joked opening the kitchen door for you and taking your hand to guide you upstairs
“And here it is” He said when you got to the room with the drum set in, there was also a guitar and a bass, it all made you wonder if he had a band or something but you didn’t care that much to ask
“Cool, then let me show you how bad I am” you joked knowing you were actually pretty good at playing the drums, you walked across the room and sat down looking for the drumsticks
“Here they are, love” he said handing them to you with a smile
“Here we go” you mumbled more to yourself than to him, you started playing some random solo you remembered from your high school band, it turned out really great but the face of Roger when you finished and looked at him was a surprise for you. He was genuinely without words.
“How was it?” you asked already knowing the answer
Roger walked towards you while biting his bottom lip “It was amazing but I do think it’s my turn” he said getting closer
You stood up and handed the drumsticks, with one hand he took them and with the other he softly touched your waist with a smirk on his face “thanks, love”. His touch made your whole body shiver. He sat down and the first second he started playing you realized he really knew how to play the drums, he totally hypnotized you. Looking at Roger while playing the drums was hot, he was so into it he started sweating, he was really passionate about it. His voice threw you back into reality.
“I see you liked it” He was already standing up and facing you, he was so close you could feel his breath “but you were good too” he winked at you
The fact that he was so close and how his attitude drastically changed made you all hot and bothered “You are in fact good, Roger Taylor” You managed to say without looking at him
“Yeah? Then why don’t you look at me?” He teased. He put his hand on your cheek and made you look at him “Come on, if you don’t look at me I won’t believe you” he was getting closer by the second
“I said you are good” You repeated, almost like a challenge, feeling his nose touch yours
“Now, I believe you” he smirked and leaned closer, your lips crashed together kissing softly. He pulled you closer taking you by the waist, he started to move his hands around your body, softly grabbing your bottom. He was going slow, way too slow, you decided you were the one taking the initiative. Luckily there was a sofa in that room so you grabbed him by his shirt and threw him on the sofa
“If you like what you see you’ll have to earn it” you told him starting to unbutton your shirt while walking towards him “Why don’t you take off that beautiful shirt of yours?”
He immediately took his shirt off and then tried to put his hands on your waist but you stopped him “Not so fast blondie” you teased with a smirk on you face “No touching until I tell you so”
You started kissing his neck slowly going down his body, you could feel his breathing going faster with anticipation of where your mouth was getting to. You stopped when you got to his pants. Slowly you started to unbutton them pulling them down to let his hardened length out. You gave it a few strokes licking your lips at the thought of having him inside your mouth. He passed a hand through your hair to encourage you. “Patience is a virtue my boy” you said right before passing your tongue over in hard cock with a really slow pace just to tease him
“Fuck Y/N…” he was already moaning.
“What did I just say about patience?” You teased his tip with your tongue
“Please” he begged
“Please what? Use your words Roger”
“Please suck my dick Y/N, I need those perfect lips around me” He admitted biting his lips
“Fine, just because you asked nicely” You agreed right before taking his length all in
“Fuck” he mumbled. You started moaning and the thought of Roger feeling your vibrations around him made you wet. He passed his hand through your hair and you fastened your pace, you could hear him moaning your name. You took him all in one more time until backing off to breathe and take your pants off. While you did that Roger couldn’t help but to touch himself.
“Need help with that?” You asked while adjusting yourself over him, now naked.
“Can I touch now?” He asked looking firmly at your chest “They are perfect”
You got your chest closer to his face you could almost feel his breathing “What’s the magic word?” you provoked him with a smirk on
“Please Y/N” He begged, you took his hands putting them on your chest he started massaging them and kissing them, giving your nipples special attention. He was good with his hands way too good, you needed him inside you, now.
“Roger… I need you, now” You breathed. He obeyed you and adjusted himself to enter you. You took him in without hesitation “Oh fuck Roger” you moaned at the feeling of him filling you up like that. His hands were now on your waist helping you move around his cock. You started riding him so hard the only thing you could hear where moans and the sound of your bodies slapping. He was making you feel so good you were on the edge.
“Y/N… fuck.. I am near- fuck” He was barely able to talk between moans. You started kissing his neck knowing you would leave a mark there
“I am close too, Roger. Come on, cum with me” You ordered and fastened your pace, he adjusted and was now hitting you in the right spot. “There… fuck.. keep going” you managed to whine.
Suddenly you felt his hand spanking your ass, that pushed you to the edge. You weren’t able to control yourself anymore when you screamed his name while riding your own orgasm. All you could feel now was pleasure and his hot body crashing into yours. He thrusted a few times more until moaning “Oh God Y/N”, he filled you up with his hot juices. Roger pulled out and you changed position sitting down next to him.
“Fuck” You said trying to catch your breath
“So...not only you good at drumming but you are a good shag too” Roger admitted lighting up a cigarette, the view of him smoking was indeed hot.
“I could say the same thing to you blondie” You replied remembering what your friend Nina said about getting laid tonight, “That bitch was right” you thought with a smirk on your face.
Freddie is... well, he’s my best friend. He’s very good for me, you know. I do not like meeting new people, but when I’m with Freddie I stop being shy! It’s amazing how he works on me. And sometimes he’s the only one who understands me... he’s my voice you know...
So i was doing a bit of Queen research for a school project and while i was looking through all the quotes, i found myself fitting each member into a Hogwarts House. I hope you enjoy what i came up with :)
