Classic Rock Imagines

Roger Daltrey #6

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NSFW - For mooniesgirl

"Roger couldn't keep his eyes off you tonight," Pete teased as he walked to the party with you.

You rolled your eyes and shoved him, "Come off it Pete, I'm not interested," you said, trying to hide your blushing face.

"Alright, alright," he said, holding up his hands in surrender, "whatever you say."

The place was packed when you and Pete walked in. You both looked around nervously, as you both got a bit shy around big crowds such as this.

You looked at each other and nodded, "Drinks," you both said as you went in search for the bar.

You found it and soon enough you were both laughing away like idiots.

"I'll be back in a bit, I need some fresh air," you said as you stumbled out of the crowded room and onto the patio.

You took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, smiling when you realized how many stars were visible.

"It's quite nice, isn't it?"

You turned to see Roger walking up to you. You felt your stomach flutter as he flashed that bright smile of his.

"Sorry," he said as he walked up and leaned next to you, "I didn't mean to startle you."

"No, no, it's okay," you said quickly, "I'm not easily startled."

He let out a little laugh, making your heart flutter with excitement. You had completely lied to Pete earlier, you were crazy about Roger.

"So are you having a good night then?" He asked, doing his best to make conversation.

You started to speak without even thinking, "I am now."

He raised his eyebrows, impressed.

"I mean-" you started again, but you realized there was no backing out of that one, "well, yeah."

He chuckled at your nervousness and how you blushed under his gaze. He bit his bottom lip as he looked over you.

He leaned in towards your ear, smiling when he heard your breath falter, "it's alright, my night only just now got exciting too."

You loved the rough sound of his voice and his breath on your skin.

"Why's that?" You whispered back, just to hear him speak again.

"I think you know," he breathed before he pressed his lips to the exposed skin of your neck.

You let out a little whimper and he pulled his head back to reveal a smirk before he slammed his lips into yours. His kiss was fast paced and hungry as he pressed his body against you. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he held on tightly to your waist. The faint sound of people leaving the party interrupted you.

Roger pulled back and looked around then back to you, his eyes going from your lips to your eyes with a smile, "Why don't we continue this inside?"

You nodded, breathless, as he grabbed your hand and led you upstairs. He opened the first door he saw, pleased to find it was a bedroom. He pressed his lips to yours once more before he lightly tossed you onto the bed. You giggled as he removed his shirt before he climbed on top of you, his lips meeting yours with need. He gently laid you back, making you melt at the feel of his bare skin on your hands. He carefully reached behind you and unzipped your dress, sliding you out of it with ease. His eyes lit up when he found you weren't wearing a bra, just a pair of black panties. He moved downwards, keeping his eyes on yours as he removed the thin fabric from your body. You felt yourself fill with anticipation as he lowered himself in between your thighs. He watched your head fall back as his tongue met your clit, skillfully swirling and gliding over you. You let out a moan as he gently sucked at you, making you feel the most glorious sensations. Your back began to arch in response and he pulled away, leaving you wanting more and more. You quickly sat up and went to help him remove his pants, exposing his hard-on through his boxers. You anxiously removed them and then pulled him down on top of you. He placed hot kisses on your neck while you reached down to stroke him. His breath grew shaky as you guided him to your entrance.

He looked up at you with lust, "Do you want it?"

"Yes," you breathed.

He slowly pushed into you, filling you up entirely and making your neck arch. He let out a moan as you pushed against his thrusts, grinding him into you further. The next thrust hit your g-spot, making you gasp in response. He noticed, and pushed even harder to hit it again.

"Roger," you moaned as you reached up to grab his shoulders, "don't stop."

He didn't. His moves were so precise, each one giving you waves and waves of pleasure until it all became overwhelming. Your orgasm washed over you and you clawed at his shoulders, grabbing for support as your body quaked beneath him. His head dropped as he pushed into your now tightened heat, drawing out his climax. You felt his body tense as he let out a groan. His breathing was labored and he was beautifully glistening with sweat as his brow furrowed in pleasure. He collapsed on top of you, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist to hug you to him. Your fingers played with his hair as you closed your eyes and let out a deep, contented breath.

He let out a laugh, "I'm dizzy."

You giggled in response and he lifted his head to smile at you. His eyes wandered over you with a dazed glimmer to them.

"You're beautiful," he stated softly.

"You too, Daltrey," you teased.

He smiled and hugged you a bit tighter as he rested his head on your chest and drifted off to sleep with you.