Lord of the flies - oneshots

Roger x reader

Roger leaned against a tree, watching three littleuns play in the sand. Maurice was next to him, not giving them as much interest. Roger whispered to Maurice to follow him, and they both went along the beach, destroying sand castles and other creations along the way.

What they didn't know was that the one girl on the island was up a tree, watching them. Her body in the darkest shadows so she couldn't be seen.

Maurice soon walked off, clearly questioning morals as to why he had destroyed the littleuns' creations. Meanwhile, Roger only wandered back to the trees. He leaned against the one Y/n was climbed up on. She sat on a beach with her legs and feet on it, whilst her torso and head leaned against the trunk.

She watched as Roger picked up a rock and threw it to one of the young boys, making sure he missed. Then he threw a few more, and another few. Y/n decided to play at his game and grabbed a cocunut. She threw it next to Roger, who wa clearly startled. He looked up and their eyes met.

'Why are you throwing rocks at children?' She asked.

'Why are you watching me from a tree?' He asked back.

'That wasn't my intention, you just came here.' She slowly made her way down. 'You ignored my question.'

Roger watched as she landed to the ground and leaned against the tree next to him. 'I'm not sure, I'm just bored.'

She laughed a little. 'So you decided to throw rocks at children?'

He glance who the boys on the beach, then back to her. 'I intended to miss, anyways. So it's fine.'

'I suppose.'

'Why were you up that tree?' He asked her.

'I was bored.' She answered.

The conversation died down and Y/n felt a little awkward.

'I should probab-' Y/n was cut off when Roger pinned her against the tree with her arms just above her.

'Don't talk, sweetheart.' He whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

He leaned forward to allow his lips to meet hers. A shock filled her body, before she kissed him back. Their heads leaned to the side so they had better access to each other's lips. Slowly, Rogers hands made their way down from Y/n's, one hand trailed from her arm, to her check, to her neck, her chest, and stopping at her waist where the other hands already was. Y/n moved her hands around his neck, wanting to pull him closer.

His tongue licked her lip, soon finding itself roaming within her mouth. His tongue left and they kissed a few second more before parting.

Y/n smiled at him before looking to the ground. Roger smirked as he lifted up her face to his. He planted a kiss on her lips and walked away.