It was a Monday morning. You're waiting for Roger to get home, sitting on the couch and impatient to finally hear the lock jingle. Time goes by and finally, you hear the door open. You hop up and rush over, excited to see your husband.
"Roger! You're finally home! I've missed you so badly." You gush, quickly pulling him to a hug. Very quickly, you notice how stiff he is.
"What's the matter? Did something happen?" You question. He looks at you - he appears pissed off, and you can see him clenching his jaw.
"That bastard Gilmour is on my last nerve." Roger states, sighing angrily. You nod and look at him. Looking at you, he slowly smirks, grabbing your chin.
"Why don't you go to the bedroom and... prepare to help." He says, the smugness and lust evident in his voice. You gulp, feeling your cheeks heat up. This is something Roger enjoyed doing - taking his frustration out in a way both of you enjoy, very much.
You head upstairs quickly, wanting to be in the perfect place for him by the time he gets up the stairs and into your bedroom. You quickly strip and throw your clothes into the closet, hearing his footsteps slowly getting closer.
You quickly get in bed, putting yourself in as much of an enticing pose as possible, with your hind end up and the rest of you pressed into the mattress. You can already feel a knot of arousal forming in your stomach from the mere thought of what's to come.
You're snapped out of your thoughts by the sound of the door opening and closing, then the sound of a belt slowly being undone. You gulp, daring a glance back.
You immediately feel your arousal grow at the sight before you; Roger's toned and slim body, his shirt cast aside as he calmly undresses himself. He glances at you and grins, raising an eyebrow.
"Don't get too excited darling. I'm not taking any mercy on you." Roger's voice sounds firm but teasing, and it doesn't help the hammering of your heart in your chest. You take a deep breath and hear some shuffling, then you feel Roger's warm hands wrap around your hips.
Even in the current situation, you find his gentle touch calming. He always has a way with being stern but gentle at the same time, and it amazes you. However, as soon as you feel a familiar body part rub against your hole, the calmness slips away and is replaced with incredible need.
You groan softly as he slips himself in, sliding his hands up and down your body and feeling you all over. You hear him suppress a little gasp as he slides the last few inches of himself into you, calming himself quickly while giving you a moment to let you adjust.
Your legs are already shaking just from this, and the anticipation of what's about to happen. Roger begins to slowly rock into you, grabbing onto your hips to pull you back with every thrust. You quickly cover your mouth to muffle a moan, shutting your eyes from the slow buildup of pleasure.
Slowly but surely he builds up his pace, eventually starting to pound into you almost brutally, using your hips to roughly slam you back onto him. The room is filled with the sound of your loud moans, as well as his quiet gasps and groans as he looks at you. You grab onto the sheets, your legs shaking and already feeling yourself getting close to your climax. Roger quickly grabs your hair and tugs it back, putting you into a new position and slamming roughly up into you. You moan his name and drop your head back, shutting your eyes and shaking from how this new position lets him go impossibly deeper into you.
Your husband immediately takes the opportunity to leave a trail of hickeys along your neck, grunting softly as he fucks into you mercilessly. You quickly feel yourself get overwhelmed with pleasure from his actions and cry out as you finally cum, shaking and shutting your eyes tightly.
A few thrusts later Roger follows, moaning right into your ear as he pulls out and finishes onto your ass. Both of you take a moment to calm down, panting and flopping down on the bed together. After a little while, you find yourself starting to giggle. You hear Roger chuckling along with you as he slowly pulls you into a hug.
"Why don't we go take a shower and sleep?" He says, grinning at you. You nod and look at him.
"I'd love that."
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Roger Waters One-Shot Collection
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