Catchin' feelings - Roger Taylor

Chapter 11

Hiii okay there's some smut in this chapter (for ya thirsty ones) but I've marked the smut with stars in the beginning and at the end so you can skip it if you want!

“How are you baby?” Roger said to make sure I was okay. Baby. My heart always melted when he said that to me. “I'm still mad at you.” I said into his shoulder in a hug. He smelled toxic from alcohol and a bit smoke. Oh Louise I promise to never-” I put a finger on his lips. “Ssccchh” I gave out a sound. “But you're the one I want and- ” “Stop it Roger. Get it together. But do that later. Right now, just hug me.” I hugged him. My tummy was in the way but we made it cozy anyways. 

When I walked in Roger went to put a record on. He skipped a few tracks until 'Love Me Tender' of Elvis Presley started blaring. “Fuck you.” I said and left, heading to the bedroom. 

The sheets were full of crumbles after I had a craving after cookies and milk a couple of days ago. “I felt kicks today Roger.” I whispered to him that laid besides me. “Are you joking?” “No, I'm not.” I said, half smiling. He sat himself up and leaned his head and a hand against my tummy, trying to feel the baby's kicks. “Hello? Is there anybody in there?” smiling at his silliness I took his hand. “Have you been thinking of name suggestions for her?” he looked up “Her?” “Uh I don't know, but I think it's a girl.” He gave me a peck on my forehead. “Have you?” I asked again “Yes actually. What do you think of Lucy?” he looked thoughtful and I bit my lip, thinking that maybe it was a good name. “I like it. Lucy in the sky with diamonds.” “I've thought of that too!” both of us looked up on the roof and thought of the future. “There's only one problem.” “What?” he looked up at me and I said, smiling “That's basically my own name.” “Yeah I know, a damn good name.” I laughed. 

*Next day*

I walked out from the bedroom in my pyjamas. Roger sat at the table with a cup of coffee. Today was a big day, my 21st birthday. Did he forget? “Hi.” “Hi.” He looked up from the newspaper. “I think I should go home now.” I said and headed to the bedroom with Roger following. I started to dress and tried not to mind him watching me. When I turned around he took me by my waist and kissed me. “I love you even if I'm hungry.” I laughed “Roger Meddows Taylor, the constantly hungry man.” 

“Hi stupid.” Mary said with a big smile on her lips and handed me a present with a big red ribbon. “Congrats on your 21st birthday darling!” Freddie said. “Come in, I didn't expect you to come!” Mary and Freddie took of their shoes and Mary whispered in my ear “You old lady!” 

“It's Beautiful! Very special!” I said when I took out the dress I was given by Mary. It was awful, I just said that to make Mary glad. “You can't be honest. I told Mary it looks like the cat's puke but she refused to listen. Here darling, take mine.” Mary kicked him and Freddie handed small and compact box. I giggled and started to destroy the wrapping. Inside laid a dress, but this was much cooler and my style than the one Mary gave me. “Wow Freddie, this is amazing, thanks!” “Oh I knew that you would like it! You see Mary, I've got a good fashion sense.”  Mary ignored him and looked over at me “What did Roger get you?” I looked down at the floor. “Nothing actually…” Freddie interrupted “I'm sure he forgotten, don't be sad Louise.” “Yeah probably.” I answered. “Now put that dress on we're going out!” Mary said enthusiastically. “At two o'clock?” I questioned. “Come on, live a little! ” 

I put the dress on and I really liked it. I dragged the brush through my hair aggressively. It hurt and some hair fell of. I walked out to the living room. I didn't take a jacket, it was spring so I probably shouldn't need one. 

Outside was Freddie and Mary's pink car. Classical. I seated myself in the back seat when Mary put on the car radio. It was Killer Queen. Freddie got excited and started to clap his hands when Mary shouted  “Don't take your eyes of the road!! !” I chuckled. “Where are we going?” I asked. Mary turned to face me “You'll see!” I sighed. I hoped that it wasn't a party, to be social was the last thing I needed right now. 

“And we're here!” Freddie said and stopped the car. “Here?!” We had traveled besides the sea, up on a mountain, and now we were at a cliff. “Yes.” I turned around to see Roger standing with a basket and a picnic blanket. “Happy birthday baby.” He grabbed me by the waist and I kissed his soft lips that tasted strawberries. I put a hand in his hair that drowned quickly in his blonde curls. I heard the sound of the car when Mary and Freddie left. “Did you really think I forgot?” “No, of course not! But you shouldn't have done anything!” He smiled his cute Roger-smile only he could smile and suddenly all was forgotten. “But I wanted to.” How could I possibly be mad at such a sweetheart? “Here, for you.” he handed me a small box. It was a thin silver bracelet with a picture of me and Roger, taken this christmas. 

We sat on the blanket and ate and talked for hours. Roger drank wine and I drank soda. In my opinion soda was totally underrated.  The night started to come and both of us laid down and looked up to see the sky full of stars. “Each night I ask the stars up above, why must I be a teenager in love?” Roger softly sang. “Dion & Belmonts. Classic.” I looked at his perfect side profile. He gave me a gaze and then I started to sing another song. “Who know how long I've love you, you know I always will. Will I wait a lonely lifetime if you want me to, I will.”  “The Beatles. Why haven't you told me you're such a good singer?” He beamed. I could feel the burning feeling on my cheeks. I was blushing. “Stars fading but I linger on, dear still craving your kiss, I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear just saying this.” I sang. “The Mamas & The Papas.” he said. I turned and kissed his jaw. He smelled clean. His fingers softly brushed against mine and I got butterflies in my stomach. It was an instant attraction the first time I saw Roger, and it still was. 

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*Two days later*

“I can't be late for the concert!” “Come on, we can do it quick!” I whispered in his ear. “Quick? How naughty…” he smirked and I dragged his hand. 

“Here is perfect!” I said between the kisses. “Here? In the cleaning room?” Roger said. “Mhm.” My tongue  danced with his and I dragged it over his lips when finishing the kiss. Dragging my hand over his perfect torso I couldn't wait but dragging his shorts off. It only seemed to get bigger by each time. I waited a couple seconds before starting to embrace it's head with my lips. He gasped and I switched between sucking, licking and work with my fingers. He buried his fingers in my hair and tightened the grip. I moved my head up and down for a few minutes before he moaned and released. I stood up and wiped my mouth. “I love you.” he said. 

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I stood backstage and watched Freddie interact with the crowd. Deaky bounced up and down and Brian concentrated played his guitar. They started to play ''39' and Roger walked up to sing. His voice was raspy and sexy like never before. “You see there, that's dad!” I whispered to the baby, even if I knew it couldn't understand. 

Author's Note

Okay first I want thank you all for all the reads, you guys is really amazing! And also yes I don't know what you're struggling with right now, but whatever it is I'll send hugs to you!

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