tracing long, winding patterns of kisses up and down the blonde man's neck and chest, brian may found himself in a sudden euphoria. this is because he, a humble guitarist, was afforded the luxury of making love to his best friend and bandmate, roger meddows taylor.
caught up in his thoughts, brian didn't at first notice roger reach up and grab his tightly-wound curls. when he did, both of the blonde's fists were completely entangled in his hair, and he was emitting delicate, high-pitched moans, even though brian hadn't gotten there yet.
"mmm... brian. i like that," the blonde breathed.
"and i like it when you say my name like that."
a smirk played over roger's face. "like what? this?" he started to say his partner's name in various silly combinations. sometimes it was low andserious, and other times it was high and vivacious.
brian chuckled, stopping roger from saying any other versions of his name by placing a well-aimed kiss right on roger's lips, letting all his emotions seep into the kiss, letting his partner know exactly how he felt.
"o-oh, brian. i didn't know you could kiss like that."
the taller man's gaze darkened as he considered all the possibilities of what he could say next, but stopped when he realized that showing would be better than telling, so he kissed him again, this time adding a little bit of tongue.
"you have no idea what i'm capable of."
brian made his way down roger's body, leaving occasional love-bites here and there along his neck, his arms, his stomach.
nearing the other's erect penis, glistening with precum, brian stopped, leaving his partner wimpering.
"w-why'd you st-stop?"
"i need permission." came the response. "i can't do this without your permission."
"god knows, i've done this with so many girls, does it really matter?"
a flicker of hurt passed over the taller man's eyes. "you mean to say that all of this, everything, doesn't matter?" tears formed at the edges of his magnificent hazel eyes, now torn with distress. "i was ready to give myself to you. i wanted children, a family."
he got up and made ready to leave, putting on his gitch, pants, and all.
"no, brian. please don't go. that's not what i meant-" he tried to make his words count, but brian cut him off.
"bloody well too late for that."
he left.
here. have this.
the lovely @sail-away-sweet-sis asked quite nicely for this pairing. if you guys feel the need to request anything, requests are always open
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queen oneshots
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