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imagine you getting up at 8:33am, and you notice you're 33 minutes late. you should've been up and dressed at 8:00, ready for your first drum lesson with roger taylor.you've never met roger before. but mary's boyfriend, freddie, has a band and roger is the drummer.
you've always wanted to play the drums and mary asked roger if he could teach you. he said yes and here you are laying in bed.
you jump out of the bed and run towards your bathroom. you take the quickest shower you have ever had. when you're done you dry your hair, put your clothes on and put just some makeup on.
you grab your keys and bag and run out to your car and you drive to roger's house, mary gave you his address and you're hoping it's the right one because you can't be any later.
you stop at a quite big house. you go up the steps to the front door, and you knock on it.
a handsome man answers the door and smiles at you. roger taylor.
"hey, you must be y/n, right?" he grins. you nod.
"yeah, and i'm guessing you're roger." you smile.
"yeah, come in." he moves slightly so you can squeeze through. he doesn't move too much, though, so your bodies are touching.
"sorry." you blush.
"it's fine." he says. he takes you upstairs to his drum kit. he picks up two drum sticks. "i'm guessing you don't have any." he chuckles.
"no, i don't." you laugh. you take them and thank him.
"so, how much do you know about the drums?" he asks you while sitting on the stool.
"um.. absolutely nothing." you chuckle. "sorry about that."
"it's okay. come here." you walk over to him and he stands behind you.
he tells you to sit on the stool and you do. he takes another stool he has and sits behind you.
his hands grabs yours.
"so, what song would you like to start off with?" he softly says into your ear making you have shivers.
"oh, uh, i don't know. maybe one of your songs." you giggle. he chuckles and chooses seven seas of rhye.
he starts to play holding your hands, and you can't help but smile at yourself.
he finishes the song off and takes his hands off yours.
"wow, you're good." you tell him.
suddenly you feel two hands on your thighs. you quickly look down and realise it's obviously roger.
you don't know what to do straight away, but then you feel his lips on your neck. you have to cross your legs because of all the thoughts of him.
"you know, that's not all i'm good at." he whispers pulling you closer to him so you're literally almost sat on his lap.
"what else are you good at?" you ask, playing along.
"hm, you'll just have to wait and see. i mean, if that is what you want."
"it is." you simply say. he stands up and you do too. when you turn to face him he smashes his lips against yours like he was dying to do that since he saw you.
he guides you to his bedroom which was the next room. he didn't let go of you and he definitely didn't separate his lips from yours.
he unbuttoned his shirt when you were in his room and he used his foot to slam the door shut. your hands roam around his chest, and he moans into your mouth.
he gently pushes you onto the bed, his lips leaving yours. he takes your jeans off and rips your shirt off.
"i hope that wasn't expensive." he smirks. you sigh and smile.
he unclips your bra and throws it across the room. his fingers trace your underwear and he slowly pulls them down making you groan in frustration.
"hey, patience." he kisses your jaw and you run your hands through his beautiful blonde hair.
he teases you for a couple of minutes until even he can't handle it anymore.
he places his hands on your waist and made his way inside of you. you moan in pain, but mostly pleasure.
you have your hands on his upper arms and he picks up the pace. the pain soon leaves and you're left with only pleasure.
his soft skin on yours is such an amazing feeling and makes you moan his name.
he lifts your legs higher and you put them around his waist, pulling him closer to you.
you can't help but scratch his back, and that makes him go faster and deeper.
you feel a knot in your stomach and you feel that you're climax is about to reach.
"roger.. i-i'm about to-"
"i know, baby." he interrupts you.
you reach you climax and he does too, you look up at him. he puts hair behind your ear because it's stuck in your face.
"well, that was... something." you giggle and he gets up. "a good something." he smiles at you.
"y/n, i'd love to see you again." he says putting his underwear back on.
"at another drum lesson?" i joke, he laughs and kisses me.
"of course."
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this one is kinda fast paced and sorry if the smut is bad 😂
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