Roman Godfrey Oneshots/Requests/Drabbles

Whisky Dick

Imagine going out and getting drunk with Roman.

When you somehow manage to get back to his place, and into his room, you start kissing which leads to you completely naked, straddling Romans bare lap. His hands are on your ass while yours are stroking him softly and his tongue is fighting against yours. After a few minutes of this, you pull away, realizing something is off and he gives you a look identical to that of a child whose candy was just stolen from them.

"Uh Roman..you okay?" You ask with a raised brow. When he changes his expression to one of confusion, you point down to his not so hard dick.

Had this been anyone other than Roman - I get hard if you brush your ass on my dick for 10 seconds - Godfrey you wouldn't have thought twice about his lack of reaction. Noticing what you were referring to he rolled his eyes.

"If it bothers you that much then shut up and just put my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours" he replied smoothly.

You tilted your head to the side pretending to think about it before giving him a wicked grin. You quickly scoot backwards and lick the tip of his cock before just sliding his whole member down your throat. Despite alternating between bobbing your head up and down his dick, sliding your tongue up and down his shaft, placing kisses along his length and even sucking his balls you barely got more than a few twitches out of him.

After a while, you finally give up and hop up onto your knees.

"Roman what the fuck?" you ask him somewhat breathlessly.

"Maybe you just suck at giving head now" he shrugged, looking away from you. You scoffed and rolled your eyes, but then it hits you.

"Oh my god...Rome, do you have whiskey dick?" you ask, now extremely amused.

"Fuck you" He spat, still avoiding looking at you.

"Aw my poor baby, you totally do" you teased while scooting up on his lap and squishing his checks together.

At this point, he was forced to face you and was giving you one of his famous glares. You would've known better than to tease Roman's drunk sensitive ass had you been sober but you weren't. You continued to pick on him for a bit, loving every moment of it and even going so far as to tell him that it's ok he can't satisfy you because you can get yourself off. As you teased he continued to get increasingly annoyed but when you said that last point he had finally had enough.

Within seconds he had moved the pair of you from sitting on his bed too standing up. Due to the enormous height difference, he was holding your head up by your hair to look him in his face

"What did you just say?" he asked sternly.

You, full of false confidence from all the alcohol in your system, quickly responded back "I said you can't satisfy me" with a smirk.

As soon as it left your lips Roman sat back down on the bed and bent you over his lap. Without saying anything he brought his hand down onto your bare ass. You yelped loudly and then he did it again. He repeated this action several times, each slap getting harder and harder until you were biting down on your lips so hard you were about to draw blood.

Eventually he stopped, pulling your head back by your hair so that you were looking at him "You going to stop being a bitch or do I need to punish you more" he asked sternly.

"You talk a lot of shit for someone who can't even fuck me right now" you shot back boldly.

He tightened his grip on your hair and pulled you up by it, twisted you around and then forced you down so that you were sitting in between his thighs, your back flat against his chest. He let go of your hair and roughly sucked on your shoulder before giving it a hard bite.

"The fuck you just say to me?" He asked.

You winced at the sting before stuttering out "n-n-nothing".

Just as you were going to offer to blow him some more to redeem yourself he started to rub your clit.

"Mhm so I can't get you off yet you're already this wet for me" he muttered once he felt your arousal along his fingers after sliding them through your folds. As he puts more pressure into his actions you let out a small moan.

Roman continues to play with your clit and teases your hole with his fingers but every time you start to feel that familiar tingling in your stomach and let go he takes his hand away. He continues to edge you for what feels like an eternity until you're so frustrated you could cry.

"Romaaaaaaaaan" you whine and look at him with a pout.

"No," he says plainly.

You furrow your brow and just as you're about to reply he adds on "You can get yourself off, remember?"

You, filled with regret about your previous taunting, let out a loud "hmph" and try to use his hand to stimulate yourself but it's just not the same.

"If you want me to make you cum then ask for it," he says smugly.

Your pride wants to tell him to fuck off but your body knows how badly you need him right now so, somewhat begrudgingly you say "make me cum"

"Say please," he said with a smirk, the amusement evident in his voice.

Knowing Roman and his affinity for revenge as well as you do, you groan inwardly, knowing he's going to stretch this out for a while. In an attempt to speed up the process you try to throw him off his game by tilting your head up to nip at his jaw and give him a small kiss.

"Please daddy, make me cum" you moaned.

He growled softly. "You want it?" he asked.

"Mhm," you responded.

Roman moved his lips to your ear and whispered: "You need it?"

You shiver from the feeling of his lips brushing against your ear.

"Yes baby please, I need it. I need you to make me cum." you whined desperately.

As soon as those words leave your mouth he slips 2 fingers inside of you. He continues to use his thumb to play with your clit while penetrating you until you finally cum. Hard. You don't even have a moment to recover before he starts playing with your clit again. You look up at him questioningly and try to push his hand away but he grabs your wrist with his free arm,

"You wanted me to make you cum, so I'm going to" he says and your eyes widen as he inserts 3 fingers inside of you roughly.

Roman uses his hands to make you cum 4 more times until you're crying and practically screaming from the overstimulation.

"I don't need to fuck you to satisfy you, do I?" he taunts, but you don't have the energy to respond. Knowing you've learnt your lesson Roman finally relents and lets you lay back on his chest while you recover. He rubs your arm while giving you soft kisses on your temple and neck.

When you finally feel okay again he helps you stand and tells you to go get ready for bed. You obey silently, way too exhausted to do anything else.

By the time you get all cleaned up and ready for bed Roman had already changed the sheets and was laying down on his back, with his arms behind his neck. As you crawl up beside him, he shifts so that he has one arm around your shoulder with the other rubbing small circles on your back. You, laying more on top of Roman than on the bed, using one hand to softly stroke his cheek. Bringing your face so close to his that your noses touch, you give him a quick peck.

"I love you" you sigh out sweetly. He smiles and kisses your forehead in lieu of saying it back verbally before shutting off the lights.

You lay in a comfortable silence for a few moments before adding on "... even though you have whiskey dick" with a shit-eating grin plastered across your face.

As soon as it left your mouth you feel his body tense up. "Y/N. I swear to god" he says so tensely that you practically hear him glaring at you.

"Sorry," you say quickly while trying to stifle your laughter until you eventually fall asleep in Roman's very annoyed arms.