Roger Taylor Imagines and One-shots - Request open

Protect

Summary: Your son becomes a little too inquisitive about your relationship with Roger.
February 27th 1985
Warnings: mature content (not smut just the topics)
Your POV

It's been a night so far. The children have their friends over keeping them company for the night meaning Roger and I get a peaceful (hopefully) night together.

"Look us having a night in together," I said as I sit next to him, "Just you, me and little Taylor" Roger brought his hands to my belly, which was stretching out of my dress, straining with pregnancy.

Roger pressed a kiss onto my forehead and then wrapped his arm around my shoulder bringing me closer to him.

"Coronation Street is on. Wanna watch that?"

"Sure... Lovie?"

"Yes, my love?"

"Can you get me some corn chips? And some chocolate spread from the cupboard?" Roger gave me a weird look, "pregnancy cravings"

"Alright" he kisses my lips, "I will be back with your corn chips and chocolate spread"

He removes his hand from my shoulders and stands before disappearing into the kitchen.

"Mummy?" I heard from behind almost making me jump with fright.

I turned around and put my hand to my chest as I felt as if I was going to have a heart attack at any moment.

"Yes, Peter. Is everything ok sweetheart?" I pushed his little strands of blonde hair out of his face revealing his big blue eyes like his fathers.

"Do you give daddy blowjobs?" From behind me, I heard the sound of rustling plastic drop to the floor. I turn around and look at Roger who looks terrified to hear what just came out of our son's mouth, "Tilly was talking about it in her room with her friends"

"Uh, sweetheart? Do you know what- what that is?" I ask I'm hoping that my 7-year-old is still remaining an innocent mummy's boy.

"Yeah! It's when you and daddy have sex... well that's what Tilly said" he paused, "apparently only girls do it too boys. So does that-"

"No!" Roger ran in interrupting him before he could finish His sentence, "it doesn't mean anything! It's a made-up word"

"But Tilly-"

"Peter. Your sister is a big girl now and- and sometimes the conversation she will be having with her friends are not meant for your little ears"

"I'm sorry mummy," he said with a pout on his lips as he looked down on the ground.

"It's ok baby boy" I kissed his forehead, "now go to bed and get some good sleep," I smile.

"Ok! Goodnight mummy... goodnight daddy"

Both Roger and I said goodnight in unison and watched as he ran away upstairs.

"I hope she isn't giving anyone anything" I heard Roger mutter under his breath as he sat down next to me, handing me the snacks I ask for.

"Come on Rog. She wouldn't do anything like that. She's only 18," I mummer back opening the packet of chips.

"I got you bloody pregnant at 18! She has our genes, y/n," He argued, "what happens if she's pregnant?" He whispered to me.

I hit him on his upper making him wince. Even though I love how protective he gets over her he becomes a little too overprotective.

"Listen to me, Rog. I'm pregnant, not your daughter," I said making sure I was sounding clear enough.

"Then why was she talking about blowjobs!"

"She's an adult now Roger. She's not at school, she's free to do what she wants," I mumbled stuffing a few corn chips into my mouth after dipping them into the chocolate.

"She's a teenager. Eighteen? It has the word teen in it. And she still leaves under my roof I have a right to know what activities my daughter gets up to at night"

"How would you like it if your mother asked what you and I did every night while you lived with her in the 60s?" I asked turning to him, "I don't think she would have like to know you fucked me in her car and over the washing machine and let's not forget in her room"

"Mum!" Jesus Tilly... of course, you would walk in now.

"You!" Roger pointed around her, "come here right now, Missy"

"I was just coming to get some snacks and I come down to you guys talking about fucking each other in a car? What do you want?" She grumbled crossing her arms. She got the attitude from the father alright.

"Watch your language!" Roger exclaimed. God, I love it when he gets all serious, "are you having sex?"

"Roger!"

"Dad!"

"Peter came down and said you were talking about blow-"

"First of all. I'm not having this conversation with you and you don't need to know my friends and I are talking about," She argued using a tone I knew Roger hated.

"Rog-" I tried stopping him but he already had started.

"Please tell you haven't been sleeping around with that asshole Harrison"

"He's not an ass- a bad guy, he's my boyfriend"

"Boyfriend!?-"

"Stop it!" I yelled, "both of you. God your both have the same temper. Tilly goes back to your friends and Roger be quiet" Without a hesitation, Tilly left the room, "you're an idiot"

"Wha- I'm just looking out my little princess"

MY HEART!

"I know Love" I cupped his face and pressed a kiss on his lips, "I don't think she's as stupid as we were. We raised her to be one of the good ones"

"I swear if that Harrison guy hurts her in any way, I'll kill him"

"Don't worry I'll be the first one too do so... and plus you have another little girl to look after soon" I looked down at my belly giving him the hint that I knew the gender of little Taylor.

"Wait! It's a girl!?" I nodded my head frantically as I watched him celebrate to himself. He lifts up my dress regardless of the fact I was wearing nothing but undergarments underneath, "I'll protect you my little princess... number two," he laughs, "always"