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

The Second to Last Show

Slight smut, oops.

I had spent many nights applying makeup and doing hair that I'm basically a natural now. It was the second to last show, and the boys were winding down. They were ready to leave the states and go back home to London. Don't get me wrong, Deaky loved all the attention from the American women, but he knew relationships would never come from them. I'd never thought that I'd have a rockstar boyfriend, and that becoming a roadie could be so much fun. 

Izzy, Lottie, and I had all exchanged telephone numbers and addresses so we could keep in touch. I knew I'd see Izzy around quite a bit, as her and Brian have become an item quite quickly. 

**

"Roger, you've gotten so much better at this," I smiled. "I don't even have to have a death grip on your chin anymore," I laughed, sweeping neat lines of eyeliner on his eyelids. While we were in Pittsburgh, I had purchased a nice burgundy blazer from a shop there. Roger was so happy that he is wearing it for the show tonight.

"oh belt up, Y/N. I guess I got used to you sitting on my lap, distracting me." He smiled cheekily.

Once Roger's eyeliner was finished, I grabbed the blazer from the couch, and helped him slip it on. He turned around to face me, gripping the collar.

"Even better than the old one, I love you," he said, leaning in for a kiss.

I backed away, "uh,uh,uh, not so fast. Your hair looks like a mop," I pushed him back into the makeup chair and began fussing with the strands of Roger's soft blonde hair. I took a comb and lightly sweeped the hair out of his eyes.

"Perfect," I mumbled, as I moved in to kiss him. Roger pinched my bum to move me out of the way of the mirror.

"Honestly love, I thought you were going to botch it. It looks good," he smiled, admiring himself in the mirror.

I grabbed my clothes from the couch and made my way to the bathroom down the hall to change. All the boys were in the dressing room, and I wasn't about to cause a scene to get changed. I slipped on a dark wine colored cocktail dress. It was form fitting, embellished with sparkles. The sleeves fell off the shoulder, and hugged my body quite nicely. I opted for some short kitten heels, and a pair of earrings, my hair in pretty little waves.

"Oh I'm terribly sorry- Oh my goodness Y/N! Where did you- nevermind that, how are you?" Mary said, pushing open the bathroom door. "You know you should really lock the door!" She laughed.

"Mary! What are you doing here?" I said pulling her in for a tight hug.

"I am surprising you guys, as it's been about two months since I've seen all of you, especially Freddie." She sighed, but eagerly embracing me. 

She pulled some strands of hair that were accidentally tucked into my dress, "There. Now go show Roger what he has, lucky bloke." a small smile formed on her lips. 

"I'll save you a spot next to Lottie, Izzy and I! Have you met them?"

"Yes, all nice girls. But I've missed my closest friend, Y/N." She laughed, pushing me out of the bathroom. 

I would've almost fell if it wasn't for Brian who was walking down the corridor of the uni they were playing at.

"oi, are you alright," Brian said, as I stumbled into his arms. 

"I'm okay, thanks Bri!" I laughed, fixing my hair. 

"You look stunning, Y/N. Roger's jaw will be on the floor when he takes one look at you," Brian smiled. 

I blushed a bit, and just gave him a sheepish smile. I walked into the dressing room, to find Lottie still helping Fred with his ensemble, John talking to Izzy, and Roger sitting on the couch, twirling his drum sticks. 

"Hi Rog," I said, leaning over the couch and placing my palms on his chest.

Roger tilted his head back, and looked up at me, not taking my full appearance in. I trailed my hand over his chest and walked to the front of the couch, standing in between his legs.

Roger didn't say a word, his mouth slightly agape. He put his hands on my waist, and bit his lip.

"My my, dear. You continue to surprise us," Freddie chuckled in his chair.

"My god Y/N," Roger finally said something, in a low whisper. I slid the drumsticks out of his hand, and placed them beside him. I sat down next to him, throwing my thighs over his lap. I knew what I was doing, and quite honestly, I didn't care. 

"Rog, I want you. Now. I have a surprise," I whispered into his ear.  His breathing slightly heavier, as I ran my fingers through his hair, trailing them down his neck.

"The show starts in 20-" He groaned, as his eyelids got heavy.

"Trust me, you'll be out there," I winked, holding my hand out for him to take. He stood up, and followed me out of the dressing room, practically panting. Freddie just sat there, with a cheeky grin. John was oblivious to the whole scene. I pulled Roger down the corridor, and into one of the many empty rooms, locking the door behind me. I leaned up against the desk in the room, and slid my dress up, revealing the black cheeky panties I was wearing.

"You'll get to take em off later rog," I bit my lip, watching Roger as he came undone, just from the sight that was in front of him.

"This is so not fair, Y/N. Did you pull me in here just to tease me?" he whined. 

"Certainly not," I said walking over to him, pulling at his belt buckle. His head tilted back, and his mouth opened slightly, as I pulled down his trousers, springing him free. I knelt down, and slowly teased him off a bit, before getting to work. 

**

Roger pulled me up, disheveled. I dusted myself off and placed a kiss to his cheek.

"Before you go out there, let me fix your hair," I smiled at him.

"Yeah, yours needs fixed too." He laughed, running his fingers through my hair.

He took my hand, and led me out of the room. We were quickly separated when Brian and John spotted us.

"Bloody hell Rog, cutting it close don't you think?" Deaky complained.

"Almost missed going on, lets go Rog! Oi mate, what's gotten into you? It's like you're in a trance," Brian snapped his fingers in front of Roger's face.

"I'm good boys," Roger blushed, ripping his drumsticks from Brian's hands.

**

"Roger Darling, that was the best I've seen you play!" Freddie said, pulling Roger under his arm.

"I've never seen him play like that," Brian whispered to Deaky. 

We all made our way into the the dressing room, while Izzy and Lottie poured us some drinks. 

Freddie leaned up next to me, with a shit eating grin on his face, "Is there a reason Roger was amazing tonight?"

"What, you guys can't just have a perfect show?" I laughed.

"This one was a blooming success my dear, and you were a part of it. You don't have to tell me, I know," he whispered, turning to go take off his crown that he put on for the last number. He grabbed Mary, and practically threw her in his lap.

Roger came over, and spun me around in a tight hug. 

"You were amazing Roger, something in you came out tonight that I've never seen before," I giggled before leaning in to whisper, "Guess I'll have to give you more surprises."

He placed me down, and his face grew bright red, "You are something, Y/N."