Roc Royal Imagines

It’s Tuesday morning and you’re sleeping in bed. a smell from the kitchen wakes you up and makes you get out of bed to see what it is. When you get into the kitchen, Roc is standing at the stove cooking bacon in a wife beater and some loose shorts; his usual cooking apparel. Looking around, you notice the table is set with a rose arrangement, pancakes, sausage, eggs, grits, orange juice and toast.

He turns around, sees you and smiles

“good morning sleepy head,” he says coming to kiss you on your forehead then going back to the stove.

You groan. These past few days had been so long and tedious and you just wanted to get in bed and sleep forever, but Roc had something else planned for you that morning. It was rare that he ever cooked, and when he did it was amazing, he went all out. You could never miss that for sleep.

It was only 7:15…

“why are you up so early?” you ask

He ignores the question.

“I hope you’re hungry,” he says

"oh I’m hungry alright" you grin, coming up behind him to grab his waist and rub warm deeply chiseled abs under his shirt.

”(Y/N) quit playin’ now, you bouta get popped by this grease,” he says irritated

He takes the last piece of bacon out of the skillet with a fork and puts it on a plate, then turns around, sliding out of your waist hug. Stepping away from him, you pout.

“why are you always curving me though?” you ask annoyed

He doesn’t answer, just finishes setting the table with his back towards you.

“Roc?”

He doesn’t answer again.

“ugh,” you scoff, storming out of the room. He looks back at you, biting his lips and starts to follow you.

Speed walking down the hallway to your room you feel a hand grab your forearm. Trying to wiggle out of it, you run towards the room and he runs after you, tackling you onto the bed and pinning you down with his hands on your wrists.

“what,” you say hawkishly

“don’t walk away from me like that,” he says bashfully but with cockiness

"or what? I’ll do whatever I wanna do," you tease

"no, you’ll do whatever i tell you to do." he says assertively

He stares into your eyes, burning holes into them, making the moment easily alluring

"whatever," you front, trying to get up

He tackles you down and grabs you by your waist and you start wrestling with him. He slams you on the bed and you hit him over the head with a pillow. Holding you down again and again you break out of his hold, pinning him down finally.

"gotcha," you brag

"shut up,"

"make me," you say sticking out your tongue mockingly

It gets silent.

You’re staring at his plump, pink lips and he beats you to the punch by kissing you softly, rolling over you so he’ll be on top. Kissing turns into tongue of war and lip biting. He slips your shirt over head, and takes of you bra and shorts, leaving you in your underwear.

He then starts kissing and sucking on your neck, making you moan softly. He goes further down to your chest, kissing your collarbones and breast, sucking them both gently, rubbing on your stomach. Planting small kisses on your stomach, he heads down to your panties. He bites down on them with his fanged whie teeth and slides them off.

Teasingly, he kisses your bare mound and inner thighs softly.

"so you wanna tease ME, now?" you whine

*reaches up to put his finger over your lips* “shhh” he cooes

Right when you think the kissing will never stop, he parts your lips with his tongue. He slurps and flicks his tongue on your clit, spelling the ABC’s making you moan uncontrollably and run your fingers through his tightly coiled hair.

"you like that?" he asks in between slurps

"y…y…ugh don’t stoppp," you moan

Suddenly he slips his middle and index fingers inside you, still licking. He glides and twists them in and out, causing your hips to grind against him.

"ssss aug my god, Roc!"

He keeps fingering and licking yo, making you squirm. You start feeling an orgasm build up in your groin.

He pulls his finger out, getting up.

"what the fu-" you groan

"be quiet," he commands

He gets back on top of you, reaching for a condom out of his dresser. Pulling down the shorts, he rips the gold wrapper with his teeth, slides the condom onto Roczilla and rams him inside you.

"damnit," he sighs softly

As he thrusts in and out, he takes his shirt off throwing on the ground revealing his evenly toned glowing skin.

"oh my god," you whisper staring at his body

He thrusts harder and deeper as you stare into his dark brown eyes, mouth agape, gasping for air. He bites his lip, tipping his head back. You find your way to his back, digging your nails in as he strokes wildly making him thrust even harder.

"say my name" he demands

"r……r….r"

"SAY MY NAME" he yells

"ROC!!" you cry

"whose pussy is this huh?"

"it’s yours!! ih…it’s yours baby!!" you whimper

He strokes a few more times then pulls out, rolling over on his back.

"reverse cowgirl, now." he demands with a devilish grin

You climb on him, grabbing zilla to put him back in. You start riding him like he a mechanical bull pressing your lips together and closing your eyes, overflowing with passion.

"ride this fuckin’ dick goddamn!" he grunts through his teeth

He grunts louder as he takes a hold of your hips, guiding them on his dick. Sweat is dripping down his forehead. The orgasm starts to build up again this time even stronger and you ride him faster and faster.

"oh m…im gonna….yes yes yessss!!" you scream reaching your climax. He then starts to moan softly with you as he attains his climax, releasing his load into the condom.

You spin around, collapsing from exhaustion onto him, kissing his chin and neck.

"breakfast is probably cold by now, huh?" you say panting

He smiles with all 32 teeth, and kisses your forehead wrapping his arm around your neck loosely, drifting off to sleep.

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