Why would I forget ? | Roger Taylor

48- back together

3rd April 1973

Smut warning !

I woke up and turned to my side to find the drummer had already crawled out of bed. I chucked a little before getting up and wrapping his shirt around my frame, doing up only a few buttons like he would.

I padded quietly into the living room where I found Roger flicking through today's paper wearing just his joggers. He looked up at me and instantly smiled, to which my checks turned red.

"What ?" I asked, slightly nervous as his eyes scanned me throughly.

"You. You're so beautiful."

"You're so cheesy still." He jumped up off the sofa and wrapped me in his arms before placing a gentle kiss against my lips. I'd missed the feeling more than I realised.

"I've missed you so fucking much." He smiled.

"You know... sometimes I think you're too pretty to be a boy." I looked up at him and giggled as his smile turned straight with annoyance. I knew that wasn't the first time he'd been told he was more feminine than kept guys. But He was definitely too pretty to be a boy. Mainly because of the way his lashes were so long, and how his hair was touching his shoulders, and even how oddly feminine his face was.

"You cheeky fucker." He playfully slapped my ass and kissed me again before we were suddenly interrupted my a loud knock and then the door opening.

"Sorry darling it was open. I was ju-" Freddie and Brian waltzed into his apartment (just like they did mine) before both of their jaws suddenly dropped as they found me in Roger's shirt giggling after we'd just broke from our kiss.

"Lottie ? What are you doing here ?" Freddie asked. "Wait... don't answer that." He laughed a little. Brian smiled and nodded as I turned an even brighter shade of red.

"Well I spoke to him- like you both said." I smiled a little.

"Did you tell her ?" Freddie asked.

"Yeah. I did." Roger nodded and looked down at me with a proud smile pulling at his lips. I'd missed the way his eyes would meet mine. And the way his lips sat in their usual smirk. And how he did care for me. I'd missed everything in the time we were apart.

"So you're back together ? Properly ?" Brian asked excitedly. I turned to Roger, a little unsure of what the whole situation had become, and hoped there would be some form of an answer in his expression.
He nodded a little, looking down at me with a little uncertainly, to which I smiled in response.

"Yeah... yeah. I'm not going through all that bullshit at the start again. You're my girlfriend Peps. No discussion needed." He smiled.

"Oh finally. My god I thought you two were never gonna talk again. Over something so stupid too."

"Alright Freddie calm down. Why the fuck are you two even here anyway ? Didn't think we had rehearsals or anything." Roger added, his head trying to remember wether he had somewhere else he had to be.

"Well we were gonna stop by and say you should talk to Lottie since she really liked the jacket but... well it seems you've already had that erm... discussion." Brian replied.

"You could call it that." Roger smiled. I nudged him playfully and shook my head at him as he laughed a little.

"It's nice that you two finally sorted it out. God do you know how frustrating it's been to watch you two play these games over the past... what two years ? This better be it now. You two have gotta stick with it- you're practically soulmates." Freddie replied.

The word soulmate hit me hard. I didn't realise other people thought that about me and Roger. And I also had no clue how frustrating it must of been for everyone else to watch out stubbornness hold us back from what we really wanted- which turned out to be each other.

"Stop panicking Freddie. This is it now. I love her and she loves me." Roger said, admiring the smile that took at my lips when he said he loved me again.  "There's no escaping me now in afraid... you're gonna be stuck with me for a while Peps." He looked down at me as I nodded in agreement. We were stuck with each other now- but it was about time. I'd waited for me and him to finally be together.

I kissed him gently, momentarily forgetting Brian and Freddie in the room until the pair of them started making gagging noises like a couple of toddlers.

"Oh how very mature of you both." Roger broke from my lips and turned to face the childish pair as they giggled.

"Well we'll leave you two alone. I'm glad you worked it out." Brian smiled as he tried to usher Freddie out of Roger's flat.

"For the love of god Roger, please remember you have neighbours." Fred added as the two of them left the flat. The door closed, leaving us alone again.

"I'm glad we worked it out too." I smiled.

"I think I was gonna go a little bit crazy if I didn't have you back..." he laughed, wrapping himself tightly around me as my hands crawled around his neck. "Do you know what I've really missed though Peps ?"

"What would that be Roger."

"Your fucking amazing tits. My god." He smirked, kissing me again before I could respond. He didn't take much time before he pulled my legs up around his torso, holding me firmly in place as I wrapped around him and let my tongue dance with his.

"I think we ought to make the most out of all this free time we have don't you ?" Roger mumbled, slowly walking down the hall as his lips still smashed against mine.

We crashed down onto the bed, Roger wasting little time as he threw his joggers onto the floor and I began unbuttoning the three or four buttons on my shirt that had been done up. He placed only a few kisses down my neck before he leaned over and grabbed some protection from his bed side locker.

"Someone needy are they ?" I laughed, watching as he quickly chucked off his boxers.

"Shut up." He replied, kissing me again as he carefully slid my underwear off my legs and threw them onto the pile of clothes in the corner of his room.

He hurriedly slid the protection on just before he thrusted into me and peppered another series of kisses against my neck and exposed chest as I gasped loudly.

"Jesus Christ..." I mumbled, my hands tightly pulling his long blonde hair as his pace quickened with in only a few moments.

"Don't forget we have neighbours..."

"I'm sure-" I paused as my head fell further back into the pillow. "I'm sure they would understand."

It didn't take too long for me to become a hot mess underneath him, almost screaming his name as the two of us inched closer towards our highs. My arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, holding onto him close as he didn't loose his pace. He was coated by a very shear coat of sweat, one that made him oddly hotter as he panted heavily.

"Tee I'm gonna..." he whispered. I nodded frantically, grasping on to him tighter as I felt him become weaker.

"So am I. Don't you dare stop." My head fell back again as I came, my screams being stopped as Roger threw his hand over my mouth. He gasped suddenly, reaching his own high, his hand becoming tighter against my mouth as he stopped a couple of muffled screams escaping. We both came undone, panting and hot before Roger crashed down next to me breathless.

"The neighbours." He paused, trying to catch his breath. "You were screaming like you wanted the whole street to hear."

"I would take that as a compliment if I were you."

An- I am not a fan of my smut but thought I'd add a little bit cause this chapter was a tad shorter than the others

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