'Hey beautiful' (Roger Taylor/Queen imagine)

Chapter 13

(1645 words)
Roger POV-

I woke up to the feeling of someone lying on top of me. I opened my eyes and there she was. looking like an angel, her Long eyelashes resting on her cheeks and with her long y/h/c hair is all over the place. God, she's gorgeous.

I didn't want to wake her up so I've waited in silence just looking at the beauty in front of me. Until soon she started opening her eyes. And god I could melt looking at them.

"Morning beautiful"

"Hi" she says with the raspy morning voice. She lifts herself off my chest and I swear I could feel her warmth disappear as she lies next to me. We both turn sideways so we both face each other. Smiling like two idiots.

"It's not fair" she says. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"What is?"

"That you look so damn good after a 7-hour sleep, it's like nothing changed". I giggle. I don't know if she's right about my look but she's definitely wrong about the fact that nothing changed. Every god damn thing changed, I can't fucking feel myself from last night.

"I wouldn't say that nothing changed..." I look at her. A little smirk formed at the tip of my lips. She just giggles.

I move a little closer and move a strand of her hair from her face, never breaking eye contact. "Did you enjoy it last night?"

She look at me "oh god Roger.. it was..."-she comes closer and whispers in my ear- "so fucking damn good, I didn't want it to end" I smile.

"Me too, y/n I can barely feel my legs I swear" I sigh. She smirks and looks back up at me.

Small smut -
(Little flashback from the night- You kissed for a while until you parted to get some air, you both looking at each other smiling like idiots. "You sure you want to do this?" Roger asked you "oh I'm sure Roger" you say still breathless from the kiss. He smirked and lifted you by your ass, your legs wrapped around his torso and he leaded you to the bed room. You enter the room and he pushes you slightly on the bed. He comes up on top of you after taking his pants and underwear off. He kisses you neck and you just moan in pleasure, playing with you bra he manages to take if off with just one hand which quit impresses you. He looks at your body after taking all your clothing off, "beauty" he whispers and leans back to kiss your neck. But that's not enough for you and you just want him to do something.. um well .. more. "Roger.. Roger I need you" you whisper and he immediately lifts up his head and looks at you "didn't think I heard ya" he teases "Roger please.. " you whisper again "say it" he teases again "Rog.." "SAY IT" he looks at you with hunger, you look at him "SAY I-" "ROGER I NEED YOU JUST FUCK ME ALREDY!" You raise your voice for him to fucking do something. He gives you his famous smirk "as you wish baby girl" he quickly position himself with your entrance and without warning pushes into you, and you let your biggest moan of pleasure. )

I look at her in the eyes and lean to give her a passionate kiss. But then the moment is of course ruined by the doorbell. I groan into the kiss and we both pull away as I slightly get out of bed and head to the door. Who the fuck could that be.

It's fucking Brian great, what does he want now. Brian leaves the cross hall in the same building as me, lately, he's been knocking on my door a lot to ask for things he's missing, like sugar and bread and this time was the god damn milk that had to ruin the fucking amazing kiss.

"Hey Mate"

"Hey, Bri what up ?"

"Do you happen to have some milk left? Mine is finished and I need some extra." Bri says. The wired thing is that he doesn't get the things for himself he is like getting it for another person. Is he hiding some animal in his flat or perhaps a creature from another planet that no one knows about?