Roger Taylor Imagines

Cute (Part 2)

"Really? You look sweeter.." I whispered getting closer to his face. The corners of his mouth lifted a bit as he stared into my eyes and face with adoration. I can feel his breath on my lips and when i tried backing away he brought me back by my necklace, very close.
"Roger..." I whispered through a breath looking at his lips.
We opened our mouths to connect our lips passionetly, locking them together in almost french kiss. He brushed his lips against mine with passion as he kissed me right there, pushing me slowly down on the bed.

My arms around his neck i lightly brushed the soft skin of his neck. His lips are so soft, like butter. Since our previous goofing around, I put a cherry flavoured chapstick on his lips and its exactly what they tasted like.
He deepend it im guessing since i was just following him cuz i didnt know a single thing about making out but that is what we ended up doing.

The kissing lasted for a good 6 mins now and Roger was now without a shirt.

When taking his shirt off:
Even tho i loved the shirt he wore, i wanted it off. I started with playing with his buttons then slowly popping them one by one. He helped me, taking his shirt of with his arms. Discarding it on the floor i slid my hands up his drummer arms as he connected his lips back with mine. We kept making out absentmindedly as he massaged my breasts through my bra. I was without my shirt for the majoraty of it.

We rolled on the bed kissing like maniacs, making loud kissing noises. He pinned my hips to the bed taking my pants off. I pressed my legs together embaressed but he spread one to the side, rubbing my thigh to comfort me. I rose up finally to his face, surprising him.

I didnt know what were doing so i inhaled and started to get off the bed. I was stopped by Roger.
"Hey, where y' goin?" He asked me blocking my way but not in a bad manner. In a dont go manner.
"This feels wrong Rog...im sorry." I said getting up and this time he didnt stop me.
As I was putting my pants back on i felt Rogers hand brush my lower back. My back was to him as i saw in the corner of my eye, him standing up. He turned me around and hugged me.
"Im sorry...i shouldnt have... kissed you like that." He said in my hair and I immediately felt bad for him.
I love him obviously. But i want him to be mine. I was just scared that we werent gonna work out.

"Its okay Rog. I love you too much to.. Ignore you." I said pulling away and seeing his face light up.
"I never stopped loving you since the day we first met. 2 years ago i wanted to be more then just friends." He said cupping my cheek.
"So...are you ready for a relationship? Or not yet and we could just-" I said but never finished the sentence for the rest of the day. He kissed me finally putting so much love into that one lip connection.

For the rest of the day we did...things.