Queen (but mostly Dealor/Joger) smut One-Shots, because we're all pervs 😳
Some of these have a pinch of crackhead energy but that's just how I roll.
Bone apple teef!
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I finally finished one (1) chapter :D But we're NOT going to talk about the intro in this one because... I don't know what I thought when writing it lmao and I don't want to change it as I really need some sleep So. Let's go.
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"... And I literally fucked his brains out. I mean, I could see his mind going completely blank when I- Oh, Hi John."
Roger lowered his voice when John casually walked into the heated conversation of him and Freddie. The two sat across from each other on the round table in the bands kitchen. Deaky laid his hand on Roger's shoulder and kissed his cheek before going to the counter and grabbing an apple.
"What were you talking about?" He asked and took a bite from the fruit.
Roger's face colour changed into a strong pink. Freddie was better at hiding his embarrassment - if he even was embarrassed.
"His drumming." The singer lied without batting an eye. "I'm not really happy with the way he plays the end part of Great King Rat."
At the last sentence, Freddie looked at Roger again as if he was serious.
"I see. Maybe you could play a little bit faster, Rog?" John suggested and took a seat next to the singer.
Roger shot an angry look towards Freddie and said between his teeth "Sure." The black haired man saw Roger's expression and laughed. He took the last sip from his tea and looked at the clock above the door.
"Anyway, I have to go now, lovies. My parents invited me to eat lunch with them." Freddie announced and stood up.
He put on his jacket and then already opened the door, while Roger placed Freddie's cup in the sink. John quickly followed the singer and hugged him goodbye. Roger on the other hand was hugged by Freddie. They said goodbye, leaving only only Roger and his boyfriend at the flat. Brian was probably at the university.
John returned to the table and sat down on his chair. His legs were crossed and he reached over to get Roger's tea cup, from which he took a sip. Roger followed him and took a seat next to his boyfriend. He brushed John's hair away from his neck to reveal two greenish and one big, purple hickey. The drummer had a few of those too, but his were at other places.
"So now that we're alone..." Roger started and kissed the still sensitive love bite.
Ever since John walked in on him telling Fred how hard he fucked John the last time they had sex, Roger couldn't think of anything else but bending his boyfriend over the table again and-
"You want to fuck me until you see my mind completely going blank?" John grinned.
Roger tried to stop his blood from rushing to his face. It failed, but at least he could hide his face in John's neck. He slowly licked John's skin right beside the newest hickey and proceeded to nibble on it until a second one had formed. John winced at the pain but laughed at the same time.
