I'll Follow You Through the Dark (Roger Taylor Fan Fic)

Making up part 2

SMUT WARNING!!! :O

Roger and I snuggled up on the couch together as I read my book some more. There was a different kind of tension on the bus this time, if you know what I mean.

The bus pulled up to the hotel we were staying at. It was in a small town outside of St. Louis. The road trip to New York City had been very rough, and we still had a while to go tomorrow. Brian and Izzy, who managed to sneak off to cuddle in one of the bunks in the back were rudely interrupted by Paul, who was livid.

"Isadora! What do you think you're doin? I didn't hire ya to sleep around with the band,"

"Paul are you talking to me or chewing a brick?" Izzy sat up, folding her arms over her chest.

"Watch your mouth mate, you always respect a lady! You're lucky I don't slap you silly!" Brian said, laying a finger into Paul's chest.

John and Roger leaped up, ready to step in between the two, while Freddie just sat there playing with his nails.

"Ehem, Paul dear. Let Isadora do what she pleases. She gets her job done, if she wants to shag with Brian, let her," Freddie proposed.

"That's it!" Brian leaped at Freddie, but was held back by Roger.

"That's enough, we all just need a little sleep. Let's go," Roger commanded waving everyone off of the bus.

"As for you Paul, here's an extra cut of cash, go get me and Y/N a room to ourselves."

Paul raised an eyebrow, but John walked over and butted in, "Just bloody do it, for my sake!"

Paul obliged, taking the cash over to the desk, "We need another room, thank you."

**

"Why'd we need our own room Rog?" I smiled playfully, knowing full well the answer.

"Come here love and I'll show you," he waved his finger in a come hither motion. "Actually, stop. Strip, now." He looked at me with hungry eyes.

I immediately removed my t-shirt and shorts, revealing a lacy red bra and panties, leaving little to the imagination.

"Fuck Y/N, when did you manage to slip into that?" Roger said, walking over to me.

I bit my lip, and shrug my shoulders. "Roger, I want you. I can't take it anymore."

"You'll have me soon enough, but not before I tease you a bit," he said as he gripped my thighs, throwing me over his shoulder. He placed a gentle slap to my arse.

Roger threw me on the bed, and placed himself in between my legs, "I'm sorry Rog about last night," I whined.

"Are you, princess? Show me?" He smirked, knowing he already had me in a blubbering mess.

"How?" I questioned, as his hand slid past the lacy fabric of my underwear, and into the pool of wetness forming between my legs.

"So wet for me and I haven't even done anything to you yet," He removed his hand and ripped my panties off in one swift motion, "God, you're so beautiful."

He lined himself up with my entrance, and smiled cheekily, "You're gonna be screaming my name tonight love."

I playfully slapped his chest, giggling. "We will see about that-"

As I was speaking, Rog slammed into me, giving me no warning or time to adjust. I let out a loud moan, and he just smirked.

He quickened pace, placing his hands on my bra, pulling it down to expose my bare chest.