The Love You Give. | Roger Taylor ✔️

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"That's great!" You said, pulling away from the hug. "When do you meet him?" You asked, can't help but smile at the question. "Later this evening!" Freddie said. Everybody cheered again. "You should go get ready!" Mary suggested and Freddie agreed.

You said your goodbyes to everyone and got into the passenger seat of Roger's car. "This is amazing!" Brian said, sitting next to Freddie and closing the door. "Mary and I told you, you would get somewhere." You smiled. "Everyone in?" Roger asked, fastening his seatbelt. "Yeah." John said as he sat in the car. Roger turned on the car and drove away. "Where are you going to meet? What are you going to wear?" You asked, bit worried but excited none the less. "We, darling." Freddie corrected. You looked at him. "We..?" You said, quietly. "You're coming with us." Freddie said. You turned your head back to face the road. "Sure, what the hell." You said. You looked over to Roger and saw him smiling.

Roger parked the car in your driveway. You all got out.

You ran to the front door and opened it. "Everybody, pick what you're going to wear!" You said, kicking off your shoes and running upstairs to your room, followed by Roger. "Haven't been here in a long time." Roger said, entering the room and laying on the bed. "Have to admit, quiet happy to be in the same bed as you again." You said, pulling out a black and white, stripped dress that went a little below your knees. "Wow, what happened to you?!" Roger said, slightly chuckling. You smiled and pulled out black tights. "Come on! Pick something to wear." You told Roger. He groaned and rolled his eyes. "There's the Roger I know." You said to him as he walked to his closet. "Help me out." Roger said, dreadfully. You walked over to his closet, going under his arm that was holding the closet door. You looked through his shirts and T-shirts. "How about.." You said, pulling out a red, v-neck T-shirt and black jeans. "And then you can add your chocker or whatever it is you wear." You said, placing the outfit on the bed, giving you déjá vu. 

"Ready?" Brian shouted from down stairs. "We going now?" You shouted back. "Yeah." Brian shouted back. "We'll be down in a few!" You shouted again.

"Turn around." You said, grabbing the tights. "Fineee." Roger said, turning around grabbing his jeans as well.

You unzipped your pants and slipped them down to your ankles. You put on the tights, pulling them up to your belly button. Roger put on his pants. "Can i turn around?" Roger asked. You sighed. "Take that as a yes." Roger said, turning around as you took of your sweater, leaving you in your black bra. Roger took of his shirt, throwing it on the bed. The door opened. "God, i didn't think you would have a quickie." Freddie said, holding onto the handle. "Fred! We didn't!" You defended yourself. "Sure.." Freddie said, closing the door. You looked at Roger, who was staring at you. He was already dressed, you realized you still weren't. "Oh, god." You said, putting on your dress. "Can you zip it up?" You asked Roger. He walked over to you, you turned around and put your hair up. Roger zipped the dress up. "Thank you." You smiled. You walked out of the room and went downstairs. The rest of the boys were waiting. You put on black boots and walked outside. "We have 2 hours, we can go to the cafe and eat." Brian said, walking out of the house. You nodded and walked out of the house. "So how was it?" Freddie asked Roger, walking over to the car. "How was what?" John asked. "They had a quickie." Freddie said, getting into the car. You and Roger ignored it. "So it's true!" Brian said. "It is not." You said.

You arrived at the cafe and found a place to sit outside. "So, seriously how was it?" Freddie asked. You looked at Roger and back at Freddie. "It was amazing." You said and Roger agreed.

You had a way of shutting Freddie up. "Would do again." You added and you didn't hear another word from Freddie or the boys about it.

Your beer and food came.

"If we get him to manage us, we NEED to celebrate, not with tea." Freddie said, taking a bite of his chicken. "For sure." You said. "Could we go to a club?" Freddie suggested. You looked at the boys. "I mean..sure." You said, putting your fork and knife next to each other on the plate. The waiter refilled your beers and took away the plates.

A man took a chair and sat down at our table. "This must be Queen. And Freddie Mercury." Reid said. "This is Paul, he'll be looking after you." Reid said. "Lads, ma'am." Paul said. You smiled at Paul. "And this is..?" Reid said, looking at you. "Y/n L/n." You said, smiling and shaking his hand. "So, what makes Queen any different then the wanna be's?" Reid asked. "We're four misfits who don't belong anywhere, playing to the other misfits who are pretty sure they don't belong either. We belong to them." Freddie said. Reid nodded his head. "Alright. If it goes well, you will aired on the BBC." Reid said. Freddie looked at Reid. "It's only the biggest music channel in the world!" Reid said. "We want more." Freddie said. "Everybody wants more." Reid said. "Not every band is Queen." You said, looking at Reid, who smiled. Reid took a deep breath. "Looking forward to working with you." Reid said, getting up and shaking all of your hands. "I'll give you a call." Reid said, walking away with Paul.

Freddie got up. "Celebration!" Freddie shouted. You all cheered. "There's a club near by." Freddie said, putting down money on the table and walking away. You gathered your stuff and followed Freddie.

Fred walked into a club. The loud music ringing in your ears. You followed Freddie to a booth. "I'll go order." Freddie said, walking to the bar. Roger sat down next to you. Freddie came back with a silver platter full of shots. "2 each!" Fred shouted, putting the platter down and grabbing the two glasses. "Cheers!" You said, taking in the 2 shots at once. Freddie went and grabbed more. You all took another 2 shots, he went back and all took another 2 shots. At this point you were getting a little tipsy. Roger grabbed your hand and pulled you onto the dance floor. He put his hands on your waist and you wrapped your hands around his neck. Roger pulled you closer to him, your faces right in front of each other. 

You looked into his blue eyes. Maybe it was the alcohol but maybe it wasn't. The next thing you knew, you jumped on him, wrapping your legs around his waist and his hands on your butt, making sure you wouldn't fall. You fiercely kissed his lips. Roger pushed you up against a wall, still holding on to you. You grabbed his hair pulling it slightly. His tongue made it's way into your mouth, making a small moan leave your lips. Roger pulled away. "Let's go home." He flirtatiously smirked, making you want more. You got off of him, he grabbed your hand and lead you outside, where he caught a taxi. You both got in. You sat on his lap and continued to kiss him. He grabbed your ass again. The taxi pulled up at your house, you payed him and got out of the taxi. You both ran into the house, slamming the door behind you, you took of your shoes and lead Roger into your room. As soon you both entered, he kissed you, slowly making his way to the bed. He gently placed you down, making his way down to your neck. You moaned quietly as he left a few hickeys. Roger took of his T-shirt. You sat up, putting your hair up. Roger unzipped your dress and took it off of you, admiring your body as he did. You layed back down, breathing heavily. Roger left a trail of sloppy kisses from your neck to your stomach. You grabbed Roger's shoulders and turned him around, so you were on top. You kissed him, as well kissing his neck. You took of your tights.

Roger devilishly grinned, as he flipped you over again. This time, you let him do all the work. He started to slowly touch you and as he did, your back arching as he traced his fingers in your inner thighs. "R-roger.." You managed to say, holding in your moan. "Yes, love?" He answered. You couldn't hold it in, so you moaned as his hands stayed on your thighs. "This isn't right.. we can't do it yet. At least not drunk." You said, looking down as he layed between your legs. "I understand. Goodnight, love." Roger said, kissing your forehead and laying down next to you. You loved it when Roger called you 'Love.'

"Thank you." You said. You both didn't bother putting on your clothes and went right to sleep.

I have sinned, dear father. Father, I have sinned.

I suck at writing 'smut' so..yeah double update!