Classic Rock Imagines

Roger Daltrey #8

Request from mooniesgirl 💓

"Where are you off to?" Pete asked as he watched Roger rush about backstage after the show.

Roger raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Remember what I told you last night? Well, she's here."

Pete laughed and rolled his eyes, "Oh, right," he said as he pulled his jacket on, "don't get into too much trouble, huh?"

"No promises," Roger said as he ran out the door.

You quietly paced around your hotel room, running your fingers gently along the wall as you waited for him. It had been years, but you couldn't be happier that you were finally meeting again. A smile graced your face as you thought about the last time you'd met. Just the memory of the way he had looked at you made you blush.

You were knocked out of your trance when the door burst open, revealing him to you. That bright smile of his spread across his face as he took you in.

"(Y/n)," he breathed before he shut the door and ran over to you to take you in his arms.

You threw your arms around his neck and laughed as he spun you around, "It's me," you said happily.

"God, I've missed you too much," he said before he set you down to look at you again, "you look absolutely beautiful."

You felt that old twinge of excitement you had always gotten around him at the sound of his gruff voice.

"You don't look too bad either," you teased.

He let out a little laugh and shook his head, "Ah, and I see you've still got that sharp wit of yours?"

"What do you think?"

He laughed in response, beaming down at you as you looked up at him admiringly. There was a comfortable silence that followed in which you studied each other, gradually getting lost in the other's eyes.

"I'm glad you're here," he whispered, breaking the silence, "I haven't been able to get you off my mind."

You blushed and looked away from his eyes shyly. He was the only man that ever had that effect on you. You felt his hand gently lifting your chin and looking up, you discovered he had moved closer to you. You could really see his face now despite the dim lighting. You could see new lines that had not been there before, his eyes looked a bit more tired than they used to, but they still had that same effect as they burned into yours. Now they moved to your lips, which were only centimeters away from his. He was keeping you there with bated breath, wanting nothing but to feel him against you again. Your eyes glanced down to see a smirk form on his lips. You had waited long enough and wouldn't wait a second more. You closed the gap between you both and pressed your lips against his passionately. His arms snaked around your waist and held you close to him as you held his face in your hands. You ran your fingers through his hair and smiled at the little moan that escaped his lips. He responded by lifting your legs around his waist and carrying you over to the bed. He broke away to lay you down as softly as he could, only to have you yank him down onto you. You quickly flipped over so you rested on top of him. He leaned up to kiss up your neck, making you throw your head back in response. Your hands moved to get his pants off.

"You want to?" He asked in a clearly husky voice as he kissed aggressively at your bare skin and down to your chest.

You nodded your head before he pulled your shirt over your head. He shimmied out of his pants and yours soon came off as well. You put your hand to his chest and pushed him back, smirking at his expression. His mouth was slightly agape and his eyes were wide and dark with lust as he watched you carefully. You ran your hand down his chest, taking your time before you came the the end of his torso. You took him in your hand, smiling at the sound of his breath hitching in his throat. You leaned down and slowly slid him into your mouth. His head fell back with a moan as you bobbed up and down, swirling your tongue around him as you went. The sounds he made were driving you crazy, and the gentle way his fingers ran through your hair made you want him even more than you thought possible. You lifted your head and positioned yourself over him, guiding him into you as you slid down onto him.

"Oh fuck," he breathed as you let him fill you completely before rolling your hips against him.

His hands gripped your thighs tightly as he watched you throw your head back in ecstasy. He moved his hips up to meet your thrusts, making you gasp as he brushed your sweet spot. He moved his finger down to run it over your clit, making your stomach twist up into knots. He noticed your furrowed brow and sat up, guiding your movements now as you felt your climax coming closer. His finger still worked at your clit as he held you up with his other hand. You felt your body tense up as he brushed your g-spot again. By the next thrust, you were over the edge. He threw his head back in reaction to your walls tightening around him. You felt his grip become shaky before he released into you with a loud moan. Heavy breathing filled the room as you both sat there, holding onto each other desperately as you caught your breath.

"(Y/n)," he breathed.

You nodded in response as you leaned your forehead on his.

"I'm in love with you," he said, making your heart almost stop, "I always have been."

You almost thought you were dreaming. You never expected to hear those words leave his mouth.

"I love you too, Roger."

"Thank God," he breathed, hugging you a little tighter.

"Does this mean I don't have to wait a decade to see you again?" You teased.

He laughed, "I don't even want to think about doing that again," he said, "in fact, I don't want to spend a day without you."

You smiled at his soft words and the way his finger twirled a little strand of your hair. And he kept his word. He didn't spend a day after that night without you by his side.