Queen Oneshots!

Let me take care of you (joger)

Smut! Name calling!
Steamy is my new Motto. Eat up, my thirsty chirren
John's P.O.V
I laid in bed, petrified. The black mass moved further towards me the red eyes growing brighter and more terrifying. I couldn't scream, my body was frozen, and my voice wouldn't work. It moved closers towards me and started to strangle me. It's demonic and cracked hands wrapped almost naturally around my neck and banged my on the headboard. I could feel myself passing out...
"Johnny! Wake up!!! It's not real I promise!!! Please wake up!!!" Roger said overly loud into my ear. I looked over and saw Roger holding my hand tighter than ever. The pressure kicked in and I felt painful.
"I'm awake, Roggie. It's all okay. I'm okay." I whispered and began to cry lightly. I covered my eyes with my hands and whimpered. I tried so hard not to cry...but every single time he comes back I am so scared that the change is just too much to handle. Sometimes I wake up screaming, shaking, and not being able to breathe. I am getting worse as stress increases and the sleep paralysis terrifies me and my boyfriend.
I tackled Roger through tears and fit my head in the crane of his neck.
"What was it, baby? Did he come back?" He whispered comfortingly in my ear.
"Y-yes. He...he wrapped his hands around my  eckhart and started choking me...." I stuttered still petrified from the scare.
"How did you know it was happening again?" I asked him curiously.
He planted his face in my scalp. "I always know when my baby is scared or hurting." He mumbled. I smiled at his sweetness...I guess he really does know. I scooting myself forwards onto his lap. I stopping crying and my destination was to arouse my partner. I wrapped my hands around his neck and rubbed my ass on his hardening length. I was now fully straddling him.
"John....wha...what are you doing?" He asked.
"Sweetheart, you saved me. You always do. Let me take of you." I whispered. I ran my lips down his neck and occasionally planted kisses down it. I reached the one sensitive spot and licked it slowly. He moaned and whined. I grinded on him harder and grinned. I knew exactly how to drive him crazy. I slowly moved myself towards his ankles. I yanked down his boxers and eyed his leaking member.
"You're so big, sweetie," I looked up at him with innocent wide eyes. I lowered my head and kissed the tip. I opened my mouth slightly and I jerked my head forward so my mouth surrounded his cock. I hollowed my cheeks and began to suck strongly.
"J-john...please d-don't stopppp.." Roger moaned above me. I sucked harder and felt tears well up in my eyes.
"John, baby, stop." Roger demanded above me.
I let his length out of my mouth and looked up at him.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked with innocent eyes. He smirked.
"Do you think I'm going to let you get away without cum dripping out of your ass?" Roger snarled. I blushed and bit my lip flirtatiously. This clearly got a reaction out of him. He groaned and clenched his eyes shut. I moved my index finger and placed it in my mouth, biting on it. He slowly opened his eyes and snarled.
He grabbed me by the underarms and moved me over to the middle of the bed. I giggled and felt his hands exploring the skin beneath my shirt. I felt my member harden and my stomach do a somersault(in a good way).
"Ride me, slut." He growled. Someone's feeling dominate today... I pulled my pajama pants down and kicked off my boxers with it. I yanked my shirt off and Roger did the same.
I went to grab the lube, but Roger stopped me.
"No lube tonight, baby.." he smirked. I felt my eyes go wide. This wasn't the first time we had sex with no lube, but he always didn't want to. He 'didn't want to hurt me' as he put it. I turned to see Roger who was in a sitting  position has his head thrown back and was breathing heavily. I walked on my knees over to his side of the bed and sat on him. I began to grind and I moaned graphically. I heard him groan in desperate need of a fuck. I lined myself up with him and eased myself down. He moaned at my tightness without lube. I felt an immediate sense of pain that was reversed into pleasure. I felt his member slam into my prostate and retract. I raised myself up and slammed down again, being overwhelmed with pleasure. I found his hips and used them to raise and lower myself. I did it once again and felt him connect lips with me. I opened my mouth letting him explore it with his tongue. I bit his lip into the process and my lips vibrated with the moan he let out. I wiggled myself as he slammed back into me. I felt a pit rise in my lower stomach. I moaned and bit his earlobe. He moaned graphically and threw his head farther back on the headboard. I felt my body wear out and relax.
"Roger love, I can't move.....do you mind helping me?" I moaned.
"Anything for the love of my life." He lifted me by the underarms and laid me down on the bed. He did the rest of the work. I rested my head on the pillow and let him shove his cock inside me. I felt the pit rise in my stomach and cum shot out of me with a loud, whorishly graphic moan. Roger screamed above me and I felt him shoot his load deep inside me. He flopped down on the bed and curled up next to me.
"That was fun." I said.
He chucked. "Definitely one of the top ten orgasms I've ever experienced."
I faked pouting. "What was your number 1 then?"
"There one where you were being super submissive and I handcuffed you to the bed and we did it for over 4 hours. "
I giggled. "That was the best orgasm ever experienced in the history of the 19th century."