Classic Rock Imagines

Roger Daltrey #7

Request from mooniesgirl
NSFW

You got up when you heard the door open followed by a defeated sigh. You sauntered over to the doorframe to see your husband setting his bag down with a sigh.

"How was the tour?" You asked, giving him a sweet smile to try and cheer him up.

He shrugged, "It went well," he said, but you didn't buy it.

He looked up to see you tilting your head at him, expecting an explanation.

He sighed, "I'm just not what I used to be," he said simply, looking away from you in embarrassment.

"Roger," you said as you reached out for his hand, "that is not true at all."

You pulled him to you and gently placed your hands on his face, making him look up at you, "I'm serious."

He gave you a small smile and you leaned up to press a kiss to his lips. He kissed back softly, lifting his hands to place them on your waist. You went to pull away, but he stopped you, holding you tighter to him as he moved his lips harder against yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he gently shoved you up against the wall. His kiss became deeper, more intense as you ran your fingers through his hair, tugging at it and moving your lips faster against his. His hand slowly moved down to the bottom of your shirt, quickly tugging it over your head and giving you a moment to catch your breath. You didn't hesitate to meet his lips again, smiling as he worked to unclasp your bra. It fell to the floor, leaving your chest exposed to him so his hands could massage you. He began to kiss down your neck and to your chest. You threw your head back with a little whimper as he sucked your nipples while he slid your pants down. As he slid them off, he kissed downwards, taking his time as he moved his lips over your body. Your fingers curled in his hair as he finally kissed the top of your panties. His hands ran smoothly up your legs to grab at the fabric, slowly sliding it down your legs. He looked up at you, admiring your completely bare body with a smile. He leaned in closer to your heat, making your heart beat faster as you felt his hot breath on your skin. He softly pressed his lips to your body, making your breath hitch in your throat as his tongue slid over your clit in circles. You moaned as he moved his head in rhythm with his tongue, only lightly moving over you and not applying to much pressure. You tugged harder at his hair, making him smile before he slid his hand up and started fingering you. Your brow furrowed as he brushed your g-spot with each curl of his two fingers. You pressed his head harder to you, getting closer and closer to your orgasm with each flick of his tongue.

"I want you to cum for me," he breathed, sending a chill down your spine, "can you do that for me?"

You nodded your head and bit your lip as you felt your stomach twist into knots. He moaned against you, sending vibrations up through your body, throwing you into your climax. Your knees buckled as you moaned out his name while he continued his rhythm, giving you mesmerizing sensations. He looked up at you, smirking at your out of breath expression. He pushed his fingers into you one more time, biting his lip as he watched your body shake with pleasure.

"I guess I've still got it," he said.

You looked down at him and rolled your eyes with a smile, "You did not just say that."

"I did," he said, making you both laugh as he stood up and pressed his forehead to yours.

"I love you, Roger," you said softly, making him smile.

"I love you too, darling."