Winter Queen (Roger Taylor fanfic)

10. ...to do bodyshot

She knew Queen for a week, yet it already felt perfectly normal to go to their party. It was a bit hard to find something apropriate to wear, at the end she chose plain, black shirt-dress. She asked, almost begged, Susan to go with her, but she already had other plans with her family. The weather wasn't really nice, so she took a few stations by underground and knocked on the door of Roger's house. The party was already getting started. Christine took care of her immediately, she introduced her to the famous Mary and Deaky's wife Veronica.

"And that's all of the Queen girls." Christine finished.

"And what about you? Are you joining us, to make complete four?" Veronica asked.

"What? Me? Oh no, we're just friends."

She noticed the look the other girls shared, but ignored it. She looked around and saw Roger in a company of friends she didn't know. He smiled at her, when he saw her. He quickly ended the conversation and headed to her.

"You look cute."

"It's just a simple dress."

"Here you go again." he reminded her."Do you need anything? Do you have something to drink? Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm fine." she assured him and raised her wine glass. The girls shared a meaningul look once again.

"Hey, Roger, come and take a shot!" somebody shouted. Roger smiled apologeticly at Josie and withdrew.

"Let's have some too!" Christine decided, grabbed some clean glasses and pour them shots of vodka. They cheered, Josie grimaced just from the smell of strong alcohol, she had to wash it down with juice. She spend most of the night with girls, drinking wine and sometimes shots. Then Brian came to pick up Chris and they disappeared.

"Where's Chris? Did they go home?" Josie woke up from her alcohol daydreaming. Mary bursted out in laughter.

"They went fuck."

"Oh hell,I should find my husband too, since we have some time without the kid." Veronica grinned.

"Maniacs." Mary commented. Josie felt somebody's hands on her shoulder and then smelled Roger's cologne, she knew that smell already pretty well. He leaned to her.

"You dance?" he asked. To be honest, she didn't much, but she nodded, got up and apologized to Mary. She didn't really want to dance, but when it came to being close to Roger, well that was something else. He pressed her to himself, they were never this close. She remembered the Resistance, the passionate couples on the dance floor, who where also this close, wiggling their hips, leaning to each other. She almost couldn't breathe, she felt his firm abs against her belly, his hands on the small of her back, his breath on her neck.

But suddenly the music stopped, she whined quietly, hoped nobody heard that, but saw Roger's look, that convinced her he did hear her.

"I'll check it out." he apologized and left Josie there, alone, tingly, scared almost. Roger fiddled with the setup and everyone cheered, once he fixed it.

"Make some table on the room!" One of his friend shouted and everyone obeyed, without any further explanations needed. He raised a tequila bottle in the air.

"Anyone wants some tequila?"

Freddie already pushed Roger in that direction.

"Great." The man smirked. "You want to do that with Fred or can you get some girl?"

Roger turned around at Josie. She shook her head to indicate she doesn't know what's going on. He extended an arm towards her, she accepted his hand. He pulled her closer, while his friends already picked some girls. One of those already took down her top. Roger pushed Josie by the table and helped her on it.

"Have you ever done it?" Roger asked.

"Noway." she replied quietly. He leaned to her ear and whispered the instructions. She looked around them nervously.

"But I wear dress." She objected.

"Don't worry." Roger smiled with a spark in his eyes. He undid one button on the top of her dress, and then two on her belly and invited to her lie down. Somebody gave her a piece of lemon, she took it between her lips carefully, while Roger put a pinch of salt to her collar bone. He hold his hand, when he poured tequila into her belly button. She tried not to breathe through her stomach, so she wouldn't spill it.

"Everyone ready?" Three, two, one, go!"

His tongue just flicked at her collar bone, he laid his lips on her belly and than bit the lemon at her mouth, their lips almost touched. He quickly helped her up, sprinkled the salt at her hand, once she licked it, he handed her a shot, before she breathed out the strength of the alcohol, he had a lemon prepared between his lips, so she bite it.

"Nice, years of practice are showing!" The organizer of this competition shouted, while Josie screw her face, rested her forehead on Roger's shoulder, to hide herself for a moment.

"You alright?" he asked. She wanted to scream she's not. She wanted to cry she's not. That she'd never needed anyone to touch her so desperately.

She nodded yes.

"Is there a bit of... the stuff you offered first time?" She asked. He smiled a bit and shook his head.

"I told you, it's just exceptional. But I probably could get something, if you really want, somebody'll have something." He said, his eyes still sparkling.

She nodded.