Roger Taylor Smut

sweaty

It felt almost like a dream, but it wasn't. It hasn't been long that you and Roger knew each other, but that didn't matter, because you had him wrapped around your finger already.

Currently seated on an armchair, was Roger, panting, sweaty and fully clothed. His head was thrown back and his eyes tightly shut as you continued the movement of your hips over Roger's.

You didn't have him in this position for too long, maybe ten minutes, but God he could get worked up.

You ran your fingers over his jaw making his flutter open to look at you. You couldn't help but admire his looks. His bright, blue eyes were clouded with lust, his long, blond hair matted to his face with sweat, and his lips were swollen from where he had bitten them a countless amount of times.

You pushed some hair off his forehead and he moaned as you rolled your hips against him once more. You were sweaty and worked up as well, fighting the urge to take off your clothes.

"Ugn, I'm close." Roger groaned softly.

"Don't you dare cum." You warned.

He moaned again, this time because he was annoyed. He hated the fact that you dominated him, but he loved it at the same time.

You grabbed onto the collar of his white button-up and ground your hips harder. Roger was starting to be responsive, gripping your waist, rolling and bucking his hips upwards- anything that could help him get off.

He whined as you still wouldn't let him have his orgasm, only getting needier as time went on.

"Mommy," He suddenly whispered. He never called you that before, but you had to admit, you liked it. "Mommy, can you let me cum?"

"I don't know, do you really want to?" You asked.

"Yes." He started squirming around more, his voice becoming slightly whinier and more desperate.

"You gonna make a mess in your pants for me?" You asked.

"Yes, mommy! Yes, I will! I promise!" He was starting to get relentless now, eager to do anything just to feel the moment of pure bliss that he wanted. "I've been a good boy mommy, haven't I?"

"Yes, a very good boy." You replied causing a whine to fall from his lips. "Go on, cum for me." You instructed. He didn't have to be told twice.

Roger's hips arched off the couch and he threw his head back as a deep groan escaped his lips while he came in his pants.

"Thank you, mommy." He panted, still trying to catch his breath.

It was a few minutes later when you spoke up. His head was still tilted back and his breathing was calmer. "That was very hot, Roger." You told him. "The mommy thing an' all."

Roger made a sound out of embarrassment and looked away from you.

sorry, this is a bit short. I'll have something longer out soon