#bohrhap imagine

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

hi

could you please do a BoRhap request? Where she looks after the guys during recording since her family owns Rockfield Farm and they love her cooking? But the guys (minus Fred who has Mary) all fancy her too?

❤️

SOMEBODY TO LOVE

Pairings: John + Roger + Brian x Fem!reader Summary: ^^ Warnings: none, I don't think Note: I did my best guys, I'm sorry

a knock came to your door as you finished up breakfast

you left the kitchen and went to the front door

you opened the door to see a blonde with long hair with sunglasses on

he was wearing dark, slightly flared jeans, a yellow v neck shirt underneath a greeny grey jacket with fur

behind him was a short haired brunette with a mustache

he pushed the blonde out of the way and held out his hand

"hi, I'm paul, this is Roger, From Queen" he introduced

of course you knew Queen was coming to your family's farm, it wasn't like you didn't know who they were and wouldn't let them in, it's just that you felt Rogers gaze planted on you and it made you feel a little nervous

"you're not" Roger scoffed quietly

"yes, of course, come in, are the rest here too?" you asked, stepping out of the way to let them in

"they're sorting out their luggage" Roger answered, taking off his glasses

"well, I made breakfast..if you're hungry?" you smiled tightly

"depends what you're serving" Roger smirked and looked you up and down

"pancakes" you responded quickly

"yeah, I could eat"

he followed you to the kitchen and he took a seat, shovelling food onto the plate in front of him and started eating

a few minutes later Roger had finished his plate and went back for seconds

"ah there you are Freddie" Paul spoke up, noticing the other three band members by the door

"we're also here mate" the tall, long curly haired brunette said, seeming annoyed by Paul's presence

"should I show you boys to your rooms?" you wondered, breaking the silence that filled the room

The three boys standing at the door all turned to you

"didn't know the farm came with a pretty lady" the curly Brunette smiled

"oh I'm Y/n. this is my Family's Farm. I live in the building beside this one, I'm just here to show you around"

"are those pancakes for us?" the auburn haired one said

"oh, yes! you can have as many as you want" you pointed to the mountain of pancakes you had made on the counter

"they are delicious" Roger said with a mouthful of food

"well I'm Brian, This is Fred and John and I see you've already met Rog"

"it's a pleasure to meet you guys"

"pleasure's all ours darling" Freddie beamed

"well I'll show you your rooms then" you said taking off your apron and leading them upstairs

"it's probably not what you're used to but your manager said it was perfect to get away from distractions so" you shrugged

you turned to face the boys and see Roger first

"you're in here. mister Taylor" you looked to the first door

"right" he grunted, walking into the room with his heavy luggage

"and that's yours, Mister Mercury" you pointed to the room in the corner to the left

"thank you darling"

"Mister May, yours is right here" pointing to the right side next to the bathroom

Brian walked into the room and you noticed John still standing on the top of the stairs

"oh, sorry. mister Deacon, you're downstairs" he walks back down the stairs and you lead him down to the room.

"I know it's small but it doesn't get nearly as cold as the other rooms" you informed him

"okay..." he frowns as he steps down

"well I'll let you get settled then, i'll show you and the band around when you're ready" you smiled, starting to go up the stairs

"are there still pancakes?" he asked, putting his luggage down on the bed

"oh yeah, they'd probably still be warm too" you answered

he soon started following you up the stairs to the kitchen to find all the other members of the band eating the pancakes

"Rog really didn't lie, these pancakes are delicious" Brian hummed

"we need more syrup" Roger lifted up the empty bottle of maple syrup

"oh..ok" you walked over to the fridge as John took a seat and started eating the food

"here you go" you grinned, putting the syrup on the table in front of them

-

it's been a few days since they've arrived and much to your surprise, you've seen more of them then you expected

you didn't think you would see much of them, you thought thy would be very busy and you didn't have a problem with that

but Roger, Brian and John all seemed to want you around them

Roger would casually flirt with you

Brian would always start up a conversation or make you help with with a lyric

and John would subtly make eye contact and smile before coming up to you to ask for suggestions

and they would all ask if you could cook them up something when they got hungry and said they liked your cooking, so much so that there would be barely any left for Freddie or you.

Roger was currently helping you make breakfast while Brian and John sat and ate while they discussed songs

"i put my heart and soul into this song" Roger spoke up as they talked about his new song he made

"no one is disputing that" John smiled, lifting up his fork

"and you don't like it because you want your songs on the album" Roger fought

"it's not that Roger" John denied

"then what is it?" the blonde raised his eyebrows as he stopped cutting bread

"I'm in love with my car?" Brian spoke up

you fought back a laugh at the thought of the song

Brian and John both made a questionable face as silence filled the air

"maybe it's not strong enough?" Brian suggested

"what does that even mean 'not strong enough'?" Roger frowned

"I know I'm late. What did I miss?" Freddie came in and poured himself some tea

John straightened his back and looked at the singer "discussing Roger's car song"

"is it strong enough, that's all I'm asking. If I'm on my own here, then i apologise" Brian put his hands up defensively

"how does your new song go, then, hm?" Roger walked over and grabbed Brians lyrics

"you call me sweet.. like I'm some kind of cheese" the drummer read out

you stifled a laugh as you cooked bacon

"it's good" Brian defended, looking at the John who was eating a sausage with a smile and Freddie who was stirring his tea

"wow" Roger sighed sarcastically

"is that-, is that you know- when my hand's on your grease gun..That's very subtle isn't it?" Brian read Rogers back

"it's a metaphor, Brian" Roger argued

"it's just a bit weird Roger, what exactly are you doing with that car?" John spoke, waving his fork around

"what do you think, Y/n?" Roger turned to you, looking for backup

you put the now cooked bacon on a plate and turned to the boys

"don't turn to me, I'm not getting involved" you shook your head

"children please, we could all murder each other but then who would be left to record this album?" Freddie butted in

"statistically speaking, most bands don't fail, they break up" John stated mater-of-a-factly

"why the hell would you say something like that?" Freddie frowned

John shrugged and Freddie turned back to the Blonde

"Roger, there's only room in this band for one hysterical queen" Freddie informed the drummer before walking out

"you know why you're angry, Roger?" Brian began again

"...why?" Roger breathed out

"'cause you know you're song isn't strong enough" the curly headed man repeated

"boys I really don't think you should be-" you started to say but cut off by Roger throwing bacon at Brian's face

"is that strong enough?" Roger questioned

"ok" you mumbled, looking at John, who smiled at you amusingly

Roger pushed off plates and glasses off the table angrily

"what about that?!" he asked before going over to find something else

"Hey!" you yelled at Roger, who grabbed a pot of Coffee

he turned and began to swing it at the two boys before he stopped as they put their hands up

"Not the coffee machine!?" they both yelled

Roger put the coffee machine down and you sighed looking at the mess

"I'll clean this up" he sighed after a moment of silence

"you sure are" you nodded sternly

-

you sat in the recording room on the couch with John and Roger as Brian got ready to record his guitar

Roger slung his arm around your shoulder as Brian got set up

"so..how about we go get dinner later" he suggested

"pardon?" you wondered

"you, me, i'll take you out to dinner" he repeated

"I highly doubt she'll want to go out with you, Roger, she's too good for you" John sighed

"and what? you're better?" the drummer scoffed, looking over you to the auburn headed bassist

John stared at Roger for a moment

"how's katie? last time we saw her was right before we left to come here" the Deacon wondered

"shut it mate" Roger groaned

your thoughts were cut short as Brian started playing

you focused on the music but felt John's gaze on you, you slowly turned your head to see him staring at you, smiling

"so, do you have a boyfriend?" Roger asked

"I don't see how that's any of your business" you crossed your arms, looking back at Brian, who's still playing his solo

"what if I want to ask you out?" he shrugged

"how come you're the one that gets to ask her out?" John leans forward to argue with Roger

"because I can" the Taylor boy smirked

"Roger, do you have to be such a man whore?" John questioned, his accent become more defined and thick

"I think you're just jealous you don't get women chasing after you" Roger huffed, leaning back on the couch, seeming to be not fazed

"ah yes, because all i need is women to make me feel better about myself, all i need and want is women around me to fill a void of unfulfillment" John rolled his eyes

"oh yeah? let's see who she wants more then" Roger raises his eyebrows as he took off his glasses to look at you

John frowned "you can't pressure her into choosing either of us...that's not how relationships work, Roger"

Roger stifled a laugh "who said I wanted a relationship"

"my point exactly"

"all i'm saying" is that she's probably looking for somebody to love and i'm right here" Roger raised his hands in defense

"what makes you think she wants someone?" John glared

"children, children. leave the poor girl alone, she doesn't want either of you" Freddie butted in

you found yourself wondering how it came to this, two members of the band Queen almost practically fighting for your, to be with you

it made sense about Roger, seeing all of those tabloids of him with new girls around his shoulder almost every week

but John? he didn't really seem the type

you tuned out of the argument and soon wondered when Brian came back into the room as you looked up to find him sitting with Freddie

"I think whatever happens, it's up to her, you shouldn't be trying to force something she does not want" John fought

"what are you guys fighting about?"

"who gets to take this beautiful lady out" Roger smirked, nodding towards you

"who says either of you get to?" Brian spoke in a confused manner

"oh don't tell me you want her too?" Roger groaned

"what's so wrong about that?" the guitarist questioned

"I'm gonna go" you sighed, getting up

"are you still going to make us pasta tonight?" John perked up

you chuckled "I think you all need a break from my cooking"

"NO!!"

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#borhap #roger taylor #brian may #john deacon #joe mazzello #ben hardy #gwilym lee #bohemian rhapsody #imagines #x fem!reader #freddie mercury #rami malek #bohrhap

[likesomekindofcheese]

Hello love,

I wanted to request a queen/bohrhap cast ship, please?🤍

My name's Anna, I'm 20, bi and an Aries.

I'm 5'4" with very long dark brown hair down to my butt, my eyes are also dark brown. I've got tan skin. I don't personally think I'm that short, but my friends are all taller than me. I'd describe my style as a mix of 70s boho and 90s grunge with a bit of cottagecore thrown in there too.

I can be a bit shy and awkward at first, but I've gotten a little more confident over the years. I overthink a lot, sometimes my brain can't stop running in circles. That's why I'm not a very spontaneous person. I can get angry very fast (fire signs complicating my life) and I may not forget, but I certainly forgive. I'm smart and a quick learner. I'm also stubborn and don't cope well with being criticised by friends or family.

I've started to enjoy spending more time on my own and try to make the best of most situations. I guess I'm an optimistic realist.

I like staying in reading or watching films, and i love autumn. I'm studying textile design, so I like knitting, sewing, crafting and started making my own clothes a few years ago. Other than that I also draw a lot. I played a few instruments in my life, currently trying to teach myself how to play the ukulele, and I like singing. I'm interested in mythologies and lore.

That's it I think 🥰 I hope you have a lovely day! 🌿🤍 and thank you so much !

Hi there!!!

I say, I ship you with...

Roger Taylor!

Looking at Roger in the 70s, he would have LOVED your sense of style! You both would go shopping together and get all sorts of cool outfits!

You both sound similar- very smart and fiery. You both wouldn't be able to shut up and even at band events when he brings you, it would be like you two are the only people in the room. And even the others watch you like the audience at a movie.

I think he'd appreciate your creations. Once you gave him a drawing of him and even when he is on tour, he always keeps it by him

Plus, he would be very protective. If you ran into any criticism, he would rush to your defense and chew down the other person for it, on hand draped over you! And usually, when it gets cold, he wears a bit of knitwear that you made especially for him proudly!

For BohRap, I ship you with...

Joe Mazzello!

He is organized so you both enjoy planning out the most fun dates! You would get him up and out and about to have some fun be it ice skating or axe throwing! He makes you laugh and relax!

Since you both love movies, imagine watching movies with him and hearing all of his insight on all of your favorite flicks. His observations on the acting, writing, and filming all while you cuddle and share snacks become almost more interesting than the actual movie!

He would be drawn to your shorter height. He's of average height so he feels bigger and more protective of you. He'd like to clutch your hand or hug you and love on you.

He would love to see and support your crafts as you support his own artistry! He'd see sketches and go "hmmmm" and give his ideas. Plus, you can just imagine teaching him to knit or spending a day crafting together! He would love and get to it like a duck with water!

[inthedayswhenlandswerefew]

"Ahem" (que dear Maria, count me in intro...)

Well, well well, tis I! The illustrious, magnificent (possibly unseen and rarely investigated cryptid) Wignnony (I never remember how many n's are in that Nickname, but eh, you get the idea!)

My darling may I just say, I just went on absolutely ✨️WILD✨️ ride reading through your tumblr???

Let me begin...

I have once again done my usual trick of disparaging off the face of the planet for a number of weeks (more like months) and for that, my deepest apologies. I would NEVER leave you for good (we still have out wedding we organised last time )

I haven't been around much, and have only just reappeared (part of this is due to my not trading you most recent fic... I'm very sorry, I've never watched GOT or HOTD, so couldn't quite understand the characters. But please know, I am positive the story was incredible! Likely mildly heart-wrenching per the norm, but overall a masterpiece! ❤️❤️❤️)

Though, upon my eventual return, I scrolled back to the very beginning of your blog from where i last left off (my thumbs are sore from scrolling, I require sympathy and attention ((nothing new there!)) ) and what did I find???? Your post about your retirement from writing?!

Needless to say, I was quite distraught! (And thus went and reread all of your queen and Bohrhap fics!) I then went on to continue scrolling until most recently, and found your new post, which is your return to writing!!!

Basically, what I wanted to drop by and say (in way too many words, I'm sorry) was that, no matter what your decision, whether you continue to write after your new creation you are gifting us with, or if you decide to step away. I want you to know how truly greatful i am for everything you have done on this crazy platform! Your writing brings me, and others so much joy, and I know I will continue to cherish the stories you ha e given us for as long as I can! And although all I do is communicate to you through the use of a pseudonym, I truly thank you for what I consider to be a friendship (if not an odd one, but it still counts) you are such a beautiful person inside and out, and I truly hope that no matter what comes in the future of your blog, that you do what makes you the happiest!

All of my love, your ever faithful Wignnony ❤️♥️♥️

P.S, I'm still hoping for that eccentricity spin off where I end up with Ben 😉😘🤣

My beloved Wignony! 😍🥰😘 Should we just keep adding Ns? Wignnony? Wignnonny? Nwignnonny???

I can't imagine how disorienting it would be to try to read HOTD fanfic without knowing the series 😂😂 But you are so kind for anyways being so unwavering supportive! You and Eccentricity!Ben Hardy would definitely enjoy a long and spicy affair at the U of Chicago...and you would toast beers at Cubs games. ⚾️

Did I ever tell y'all that I STRONGLY associate Dear Maria Count Me In with BYWMPF?? If not, what a coincidence, and you have exceptional taste in music. 🥰

My dear, I consider you a true friend as well and I hope that you are having a wonderful life wherever you are in the world. All of these fics (and my future book) would not be possible without the support of people like YOU! 💜

In conclusion:

[cuzimmathug]

Joe Mazzello is replying to everyone and I wanna dm him BUT IM SCARED TO SLIDE INTO HIS DMS IBUT I WANT HIM TO NOTICE ME!!!!

Any tips???

#joe mazzello #joseph francis mazzello iii #joseph mazzello #jurassic park #bohemian rhapsody #bohrhap boys #bohrhap #the pacific #joe mazzello x reader #bohrhap imagine

[warriorteam1924]

Doing alright

Ben Hardy x Joe Mazzello (Smut)

Author’s note : Hello y’all !! Last but not least, this post is for Hardzzello Week 2019 - 2020, thanks to @lapofthemusicgods​ for this week this is fun !! This writing is supposed to fit the prompt ‘I know what I’m doing’. I hope you enjoy. As always, thank you for your feedback, I deeply appreciate. Also note English is not my mother tongue, please forgive my mistakes ^^

Warnings : this is a smutty thing. If you are not confortable with this kind of writings, just pass. (Ideally, only +18 please). Also note that during an intercourse, consent must be given and communication is also required.

Summary : A very Happy New Year with Joe and Ben

Words count : 3,018 words

Permanent Taglist  : @anotheronebitesthedick, @reavenedges-lies​ (as always love feel free to ignore ^^) 

This time, they all had agreed the New Year’s celebrations would happen at Joe Mazzello’s. Well, now it was Joe Mazzello and Ben Hardy’s. Yes the two actors were now living together, as the blonde had moved in his lover’s New York apartment.

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It had been quite a journey for the two of them. The two actors had met on the set of the movie about lead singer of Queen, Freddie Mercury. Rami Malek had eventually been picked to portray the singer himself. The tall Gwilym Lee had been chosen to play the role of guitarist and astrophysicist Brian May (his partner in life Anita had herself been puzzled by the resemblance between the two of them when the welsh was wearing his wig.) The talented Lucy Boynton was to play Mary Austin and Alleen Leech Paul Prenter.

As for the drummer Roger Taylor and the bass player John Deacon, the production had had a hard time. For the man seated behind his drums, they had eventually picked Ben Hardy. The latter had lied about being able to play drums, but this did not affect his performance. And eventually, Joe Mazzello, the kid from Jurassic Parc as he liked to recall everyone, had been chosen to portray the bassist of Queen.

Very quickly, the whole group they were forming had become real good friends. Gwil rapidly introduced his girlfriend and Allen his wife. Very soon as well, Lucy and Rami had become closer and closer, eventually confessing they loved each other, sharing a very sweet kiss. They were then three couple among their group of friends.

Joe and Ben, as a result, had also become closer. Never wanting to disturb the lovely couples, they had got used to stay together, merely playing video games, chatting in front of a cup of tea (as Ben was British, there was no way he would not have made Joe understand the importance of a very well balanced British tea), reading books or magasines together on the same couch. Just the two of them. Back then, they had been nothing but best friends.

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It was Joe who began to ask himself questions about their relationship. During the production of the movie, the two of them were spending most of their free time together. Was it too much of their free time? There was no denying. He loved being with any of the cast, dancing on the fake Live Aid stage with Gwilym on Boss Ass Bitch, making Lucy judge their wig in a very official contest, singing off key on purpose while Rami was training or organizing crazy night parties with Allen. Yet, with Ben, it was not the same. With the blonde, it was as if it was natural. Soon, when they were in the same room, they did not even need to speak to each other to guess what the other was thinking. They just knew. And at first, Joe felt quite puzzled about that.

Ben on the other hand, was quite relaxed about this. Joe was not his very first buddy and even if it was the first time for him as well he got along so well with his partner on screen, he tried not to worry too much. He just wanted to enjoy his experience on the set of Bohemian Rhapsody and prove he was a good actor, not in the movie because he was gorgeous, but because he was talented.

After the movie had been wrapped, properly promoted and released in theaters, their path did not part though. Joe was staying in London with Ben. Or Ben would come to America, either Los Angeles or New York, just to be with Joe. Two best friends hanging together. Until.

Again, Joe was the first one to think about it. He was staring at Ben when they were together in New York, as the latter was smoking his cigarette on the balcony, shivering a little because of the fresh air. As he looked at him shiver, Joe suddenly found it particularly difficult to swallow. The man who was standing on his balcony, wearing a mere tracksuit, his blond hair swinging a little to the wind, his pink lips making circles with the smoke of his cigarette. Joe stood there, unable to proceed. What was happening to him? As a human being, he was conscious Ben was attractive. Who would not be physically attracted by this young man? But Joe knew now he was both beautiful on the inside and the outside. The American considered the British as his best friend. But. Was it possible to have more in the relationship?

“You okay, buddy?”, Ben asked as he closed the bay window behind him.

“What?”, Joe replied.

“You’ve been standing there motionless.... Are you okay?”, he repeated.

“Yeah, yeah....”, Joe shrugged, lying. Of course he was not fine. He was actually falling in love with his best friend. Well, if there were only these feelings, Joe thought he could eventually handle them. Hiding them deep down inside, keeping on pretending everything was very fine. But now, he had a physical desire for Ben. And it was making him blush in many a situation.

As they were spending most of their time together, Ben had obviously noticed. Yet, he still did not feel ill at ease with Joe. On the contrary, he loved this situation. Ben was younger than Joe and less experienced in many a field, but on this very point, he was very confident. The British did not really want to ask himself too many questions, even if they sometimes popped up in his head. Was he gay? He did not know. Did it bother him? He could not care less. What was he looking for? He did not really know, he just knew he wanted to be with Joe and it was all that mattered. Yet, he had a plan.

The two of them were lazily sited on the couch, as the TV was on and the screen was showing silly programs neither of them was really watching. They had ordered food and there were still slices of pizza on the coffee table, with sodas. Joe was playing a random match three game on his tablet and Ben was scrolling on his phone. As usual, they both enjoyed each other’s presence without having to be talking or doing the same activity.

“Hum....”, Ben frowned a little, still looking at his screen.

“What’s up?”, Joe asked, his tongue coming out a little as he was trying to make a really long chain to get bonus points.

“My agent sent me a script.”, Ben announced.

“This is great.”, Joe replied, really happy for his friend. He paused the game and turned towards him.

“This is not a big part really, but still, it seems interesting.”, Ben nodded.

“Cool.”

“The thing is.... the dude I could play is.... gay.”

“And? You’ve got a problem with this?”, Joe asked, putting his head on the side.

“Of course I don’t, we were partners in a movie about Freddie Mercury.”

“What is it, then?”

“Well, there is a kissing scene.....”, Ben said, almost in a whisper.

Again, Joe felt his cheeks were burning. Suddenly, too many thoughts were rushing in his mind, full of what ifs. What if he gets the role? What if he has to be far from him? What if he ask Rami or Allen how it feel? What if he actually loves kissing the other dude in the movie?

“Joe?”, Ben brought him back to reality.

“Hum.”, Joe tried to pretend it was all fine in his brain.

“Mate, I need to try first. I.... I mean.... Could we?”, Ben quite awkwardly asked.

“Do you mean you want to kiss me?”, Joe was even more puzzled.

“I know with you it will be okay.”

Joe looked at him in the eyes. Gosh they were so beautiful. Two gems, two emeralds shining with the light of the TV screen. Joe was staring at his face and noticed a little bit of Ben’s tongue passing on his gorgeous lips. He swallowed a little and eventually nodded, without even realizing it.

Ben smiled and put his phone on the table. He slowly came closer to Joe and looked at him in the eyes. With anyone else, the latter would certainly have bursted out laughing, but not with Ben. He tried to control his breath, but it was as if his heart was ready to come out of his chest. Ben took his face in his hand and gently pulled him closer to him, as Joe closed his eyes, surrendering.

Joe had already kissed and had already been kissed before but nothing and certainly no words could describe what he was feeling at this very moment. In his brain, his cells were doing all at once, dancing as if there was a slow music, partying, jumping all around, laughing and crying at the same time. Never before had he felt such a sensation. This kiss was nothing but perfection. And he wished it could last forever. Ben’s lips were soft and hot and delicate and it felt so good, as if the world had stopped its rotation during this moment.

Ben was about to part, but Joe felt a sudden move of bravery in his muscles and pressed his lips on the blonde’s even harder. He was even audacious enough to slightly let his tongue out to get to Ben’s. Understanding what Joe was now wanting, Ben carried on kissing him, even more passionately. He slowly pushed him back, so that he could be now on top of him of the couch, their lips never parting. He caressed him a little as well and Joe could not help but let a moan escape from his mouth, making Ben stop. Joe was trying to catch his breath, still not daring to open his eyes.

“Are you okay mate?”, Ben asked.

“I am. I.... I mean I just.... Well, it was....”, Joe mumbled.

“Twas....?”, Ben raised his eyebrows.

Joe suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Ben still on top of him.

“This was the most perfect kiss I’d ever got. Ben.... you’re....”, he started to say.

He could not finish his sentence for Ben lips were back on his, and his hand everywhere on his body.

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It was the very first day of the year and Rami and Lucy had spent the night at Ben and Joe’s. It was not that late in the day. The four friends had been really responsible : drinking one glass of champagne after they had kissed each other when they had all screamed ‘Happy New Year’ when it was midnight sharp.

In the morning, Ben had wanted to run a little, while the streets of Manhattan would still be quite quiet due to the date. Rami and Lucy had decided to go for a walk as well, holding each other’s hand in the parc. Joe was left on his own, tidying up the place a little, preparing the lunch for the four of them.

Ben came back and kissed his cheek, making him smile, even if he was all sweaty.

“I’m going to take a shower and then I’ll help you with the preparations.”, Ben said as Joe nodded, focused on his dishes.

Joe truly felt blessed at this moment. He was going to have a great day with his dear friends and his lover was by his sides. What more could he wish for? Still peeling the potatoes, his mind suddenly began to wonder a little, picturing Ben under the shower, steam all around his muscled body, drops of water in his hair, taking a towel to get dry.

“Towels....”, Joe suddenly realized he had cleaned towels for his guests but they were still unfolded in the laundry basket. He quickly washed his hands and headed to the bathroom with the towels.

He softly knocked on the door and sighed in relief as he saw Ben was still in the shower. The picture he had in mind was far from being wrong and he stood there a little, staring at this beauty. He came back to reality though, when Ben stopped the water and opened the door to get out.

“Towel.”, he said, feeling he was once again heavily blushing.

“Thanks, buddy.”, Ben said as he took one and began to get himself dry. Joe bent a little to put the towels in the drawers, making sure the next person to take a shower would have easily access.

Ben put his head on the side a little, staring at Joe’s butt and he bit his lips. Joe stood up, facing the mirror and noticed Ben was looking at him with ardent eyes as he put his towel around his hips. Without a word, he came closer to Joe, pressing his back against his still a little wet torso. Ben began to kiss his lover’s neck slowly, trying to find a very special spot he knew Joe loved so much.

“Ben, what the hell? Lucy and Rami will come back any minute now.”, Joe tried to protest.

“Don’t you worry. I know what I’m doing.”, he replied, between two kisses still in his neck.

His hands began to wander on Joe’s body, caressing him here and there, and Ben was now smiling as Joe was softly moaning under his touches. He very slowly started to unbutton Joe’s shirt, one button at the time, kissing his neck between each of them. Joe was looking at his reflection in the mirror and Ben looked at him and passed his tongue on his lips, making Joe almost faint. Ben pressed his body even closer to Joe’s, creating a little friction between the two of them. Both their breathes were getting heavier and Joe had stopped thinking about Rami and Lucy. All that mattered at this very moment were Ben’s hand on his body, teasing him to heaven. Still looking in the mirror to guide his hands, Ben reached out for Joe’s belt and loosened it, and he slowly found his way in his pants, yet making sure his fingers were still on top of Joe’s boxers. He began to play with his lover’s cock, which was already hard. Yes, Joe had already had some thoughts in the kitchen.

“Oh my god, Ben, don’t stop”, Joe almost begged him, as he was still slightly moving as well, trying to create even more motion between both their bodies.

Ben unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, as Joe was still moaning, creating the sweetest sounds the blonde had ever heard. He eventually freed his cock and carried on teasing it, very gently. Feeling Ben’s right hand working miracles on his dick, his felt fingers teasing his nipples, his lips still on his neck, his cock getting harder against his back, Joe knew he would not last long.

“Can you come for me, buddy?”, the blonde asked after he bit his lover’s lobe very softly.

“Yes....”, Joe was panting already, his eyes closed as he was almost blinded by the sensation Ben was giving him.

“Come for me, now, love. I want to see you come....”, he almost ordered, still keeping his pace, the two of them moving together.

“Gosh.”, Joe said and Ben felt his warm cum over his hands and spreading a little in the sink.

“Good. I’ve loved to see your face in the mirror when you reached climax.... You’re so beautiful Joe.”, Ben said as he was still placing soft kisses in his neck.

“I would like to see you too....”, Joe said, still trying to catch his breath, yet, putting the towel Ben had around his hips on the floor. 

“Oh, you would, would’t you?”

As an answer, Joe nodded. He bent a little, grabbing the furniture he had in front of him. At this very sight, Ben felt an nerve impulse in his cock. He finished to undress Joe, revealing a nice and firm butt. He found his entrance very easily and began to come in and out really slowly, making sure he would not hurt his partner. Joe was doing alright though, as he was biting his lips in pleasure. Joe put his left hand in his back and Ben understood and grabbed it as he accelerated his pace a little.

Not thinking about anything else, Joe was now loudly moaning. The only thought that came to his mind was that he was about to get another orgasm in a row, this time just because Ben was fucking him and he could see both their faces in the mirror. Even if Ben was a little shorter, his motion was perfect and the pleasure they were sharing was incredible. Feeling he was getting close, Ben’s cock entered even deeper and harder, making Joe grab the furniture even harder. The latter looked at his own dick, almost ready to come as well again.

“Fuck....”, Ben said and Joe felt his cum inside him as the blonde carried on fucking him a little, slowly reducing his speed. All those feelings combined made Joe climax again, this time whispering his lover’s name.

Ben gently got out and made Joe face him to kiss him again, on his lips this time. The two of them smiled at each other and tried to catch their breathes.

“Is there any other way to properly start a new decade?”, Ben asked, getting his clothes to get dressed.

“You often said I’m lacking exercice.”, Joe shrugged. “And this is definitely better than running.”, as he was buttoning his shirt properly.

Ben laughed at his remark. “Yeah, we should do this more often.”, he suggested with a smile on his lips.

Joe looked at him, still wondering what he had done in this life, or maybe another one, to be lucky enough to have Ben by his sides. His best friend back then and still now, his lover. And definitely the best fuck of his life, he wasn’t ashamed to think. Yes, this very new year had just begun but it was already full of great surprises.

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[certifiedskywalker]

Give Me Love - Brian May

You’re more than happy to be attending John and Veronica’s wedding; even despite the fact you don’t have a date. Luckily for you, the entertainment for the evening has had his eyes on you since the day the two of you met.

Or...Where Brian sings a song for the Deacon’s wedding and you realize love had been in front of you all this time…

The ceremony had been lovely. The floral arrangements were gorgeous, the color scheme was spot on, and the happy couple was very much in love. Never before had you seen someone smile like how John Deacon did as Veronica made her way down the aisle. You were certain you saw Roger even wipe a tear from his eye. The fact Brian said he saw it to filled you with pride; not only because you were right but because of how far the band, the family, had come.

It felt like yesterday when you were asked to be assistant to Jim Beach as he acted as Queen’s lawyer. Looking back, it only seemed like a week ago you were at Rockfield with them all, witnessing history in the making. Now, Deaky was married and the band was stronger than ever.

 “I am so dreadfully looking forwards to this reception,” Freddie drawled, “aren’t you darlings? Deaky dancing will be the highlight of the evening!” The singer couldn’t help the chuckle that filled the car as Brian drove him and yourself to the reception hall.

“You’re not going to be in the limelight, Fred?” Brian asked teasingly, eyes darting to the rearview mirror to gauge Freddie’s reaction. You gave him a bright smile as you giggled, prompting Freddie to laugh as well.

“I would never steal the light away from true love, Brian. How bold of you to assume.” You heard the guitarist chuckle in the driver’s seat and you glanced in the mirror again. When you did, you found him already looking at you with a softness in his eyes that made you blush. You weren’t quite sure as to why, but Brian’s eyes seemed more stunning than usual.

Perhaps it was the form fitting suit that hugged his lithe frame perfectly that accentuated the flecks of green. Or maybe it was his curly mess of mane that he had attempted to tame for the day’s events that framed his face so beautifully. It couldn’t be the years you had spent yearning to see him a suit like that, years pining over him in general. While the true reason laid untouched in your heart, you gazed out the window and watched the enchanting scenery whizz by.

“Don’t you think your new song will steal the attention away?” Freddie asked Brian loudly, bringing your focus back to the conversation.

“New song?” You questioned, glancing up in the rearview once more. Brian’s cheeks turned a cute shade of pink at your investigating. “You didn’t tell me about this.”

“It was meant to be a surprise,” he grumbled, “Fred.” The man beside you raised his hands in protest, brown eyes wide at being accused.

“I was told nothing about this! A surprise for whom, may I ask?” You didn’t have to look in the mirror to see Brian tense up. His knuckles turned white as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. His silence was only interrupted once he parked.

“We’re here,” he announced, turning the engine off. You watched as he came around and opened the door for you and Freddie. The singer jumped out before you, eager to get inside the party as he already started towards the door. Carefully, as to not tear your dress, you wiggled your way out of the back seat. Graciously, you took Brian’s already extended hand as he helped you in your escape.

“Thank you, fine gentleman,” you proclaimed, trying on your best impression of Freddie. Brian smiled, that type of smile he only reserved for the band. The same smile you wish you had the pleasure of seeing everyday.

“You’re very welcome,” he said, bowing to play along. He shut the door and hooked his arm in yours as you both followed in Freddie’s wake. “You look lovely, by the way.” You turned your head to face Brian the moment the words reached your ears. He spared a brief, bashful glance at your features before looking back at the building before you. The skin of his long neck turned a shade of red when you pecked his cheek affectionately. You let out a happy hum and tried your best to calm your thundering heart.

“You are rather dashing as well,” you admitted, thumbing the sleeve of his suit with your free hand. “Black is definitely your color, you make it work for you.” Brian whispered a soft thank you as you neared the doors of the reception hall. Freddie was holding the door open for the two of you, smiling at the sight of your joined arms.

“Aw, aren’t the two of you adorable? You should have gone as each other’s dates.” Freddie had a way of making anything anyone ever did romantic. It was like a bad habit, in all honesty. However, over the years, you had noticed his favorite victims were yourself and Brian. Without fail, Freddie would always seat the two of you next to each other and fawn over the idea of you as a couple.

He wasn’t alone in that idea though. You had thought about it yourself on many occasions but never had enough courage to do anything. Brian was the wonderful guy who everyone loved, the guy who was so kind to you that your heart nearly melted every time you brought you a cup of tea. He was he guy that had been your shoulder to cry on for years now and you didn’t want to risk losing that. You needed Brian in your life; so you endured Freddie’s teasing.

“Take it easy, Fred,” Brian scolded gently as his arm unlinked from yours. Your brows knitted together at the loss of contact, only to relax again when you felt his warm hand on the small of you back guiding you inside.

The hall was stunningly decorated with brightly colored roses littering every table in sight. There wasn’t a flat surface in the place that didn’t have some floral arrangement resting atop of it. Freddie was spinning around, taking every inch of the place in while you and Brian gazed around. You were so busy taking in the sight surrounding you, that you missed how Brian’s eyes took in the wonder on your features.

“It’s beautiful,” you murmured before turning to Brian. His eyes were already on you, a lazy smile playing on his lips.

“Yeah, it is.” You were about to correct him, as if he made some mistake in the way he was looking at you rather than the decor, but you heard an all too familiar laugh. Roger was already holding a glass in his hands, smiling like a fool.

“Roger’s already found the refreshments,” Freddie cheered, taking your hand. You glanced over your shoulder to look at Brian and mouthed a ‘I’m sorry’. He gave you a thumbs up and watched on as Freddie lead you away. Brian waited until he knew you were with Roger to turn away and find John with his heart caught in his throat.

-

 Despite his best efforts, Freddie did not get you to drink too much. You split a beer with Roger, who vehemently denied ever crying, and a fancy cocktail Freddie had ordered for you. In the very least, you felt fuzzy from the drinks in your belly but nothing more. However, as soon as you found Brian with his hair a little more wild and his button up slightly buttoned down, you felt a bit drunk off of something else entirely.

 “There you are,” the guitarist said fondly, grabbing for the hand you had reached out for him with. You allowed yourself to lean against him slightly before facing the newly weds. You beamed at John and Veronica, whose happiness seemed to fill the air around you.

“You two are lovely,” you said to the couple. Veronica smiled and pecked John’s cheek, making the shy man blush.

“I take it Freddie’s shown you the drinks?” The bassist gestured to your empty glass and you nodded. John sighed, glancing over to this friends at the bar with concern. 

“Don’t worry, I told them to take it easy tonight.” John thanked you before someone standing behind him and Veronica pulled his attention elsewhere. Before he left completely, he turned back to Brian.

“Everything is set up for when you’re ready. Just head up when you’re ready.” Brian nodded his head at his friend who winked before turning to his wife. You leaned against his side a little more, resting your hands on top of his shoulder to pull Brian down to a more accessible height.

 “I can’t wait to hear this new song,” you whispered in his ear. You were so caught up in taking in his reaction that you almost didn’t feel the arm that wrapped snugly around your waist. He held you close to his form and the contact, despite his body heat, made you shiver.

“I hope you’ll like it,” he said nervously and you pecked his cheek.

“I love everything you do. I have a feeling this will be no different.” You could almost hear the way Brian’s breath caught in your throat and you realized just how close you were to him. Maybe you were a bit tipsy. As, had you been sober, you wouldn’t be sharing such a close proximity. Silently, you thanked the liquid courage. As you tried to pull away, you felt Brian’s arm tighten around your waist as if to keep you for a moment longer.

 “Y/N, I’ve been really thinking about it and I need to-”

“Brian, darling, go sing!” You nearly jumped out of you skin when Freddie’s voice rang out from behind you. Brian noticed and let out a heavy sigh.

 “Fred, now isn’t really-”

 “Please darling,” Freddie pleaded, “you’ve been teasing us all day!” You placed a hand on his shoulder and gave it an encouraging squeeze.

 “Go, just tell me later, okay? I’ll wait for you.” The look in his eyes were starlit; like the skies he longed to study in university until Queen fell into his lap. Until you lit up his night like the moon and gave him something to search for. 

Speechless, Brian nodded and walked over to the smaller stage where the actual band had set up for the evening. You watched him go over to his guitar case with Freddie clinging to your arm. Suddenly feeling self-conscious, you pulled at the hem of your favorite dress and tried to fix any loose strands of hair. You heard Freddie chuckled lightly and when you looked at him, the singer was shaking his head. He reached for your hands to stop their mindless quest for perfection.

“He already thinks you’re gorgeous, darling, just relax.” An intense shade of red fell across yours skin like a blanket and Freddie laughed again. “Trust me, darling.” You tried to as Brian strummed lightly on the fret of his guitar, testing out the song. 

The wedding guests suddenly fell quiet as John and Veronica moved to the middle of the polished dance floor. You nearly melted when you realized that the newlyweds had chosen Brian to perform the song for their first dance. Watching on, John took Veronica’s waist in his arms and they nodded at Brian. His chest shook as he took a deep breath and you could’ve sworn he glanced at you one last time before the song began. 

Since the day we met, I knew I would never forget, Just how much I knew I wanted you to give me love.

To hold me close and steady Swaying to the beat, Ask me for anything and I will fall at your feet.

The lyrics reached your ears and, as if pulled by the magnet force that was Brian May, your eyes moved from the dancing couple to the man with the acoustic guitar balanced in his lap. The pounding of your heart only increased when you saw Brian’s eyes already on you as he sang. It was only when his eyes closed to reach higher notes when his gaze was not on you. He was singing to you, you realized, and you swallowed thickly as he continued.

It was so heartfelt, like each word had been written not in ink but in the color of Brian’s own soul. You watched as his long, nimble fingers expertly plucked and pulled at strings to keep the tune in play as the first dance came to an end. It was finishing far too soon in your opinion. You wanted to hear Brian sing forever.

And I knew that day Our eyes first met I wanted you and only You to give me love.

 The song came to a slow end, Brian stretching out the last few notes so Deaky could spin Veronica right into his arms. The crowd clapped wildly, cheering for the couple and for Brian’s song. The guitarist stood, taking a nervous bow before John rushed over to him and wrapped him in a strong hug. You smiled at the sight, reaching up to wipe a tear you didn’t know had fallen from your eyes. 

 “Oh,” Freddie cried, “was that not the most lovely thing you’ve ever heard? Dare I say, I believe he wrote that for someone.” You turned to face Freddie, whose lips were upturned in the most knowing, childish smile you had ever seen.

“Fred, did you-”

“Here he comes, darling. Hopefully I won’t see you later.” The singer gave you a wink and flew off to find someone else to chat to. You watched him go, suddenly too bashful to look in the direction Brian was in. That was, until, you felt his warmth standing in front of you. Looking up at him, you saw his eyes were slightly glassy and his mouth parted with unsaid words stuck on the tip to his tongue.

 “That was beautiful, Brian,” you gushed, ignoring the heat that rose up on your skin. He let out a shaky laugh that sounded more like an exhale than anything else. You peered up at his face, holding his gaze as you said, “Really, it was amazing.” His mouth opened then pressed into a thin line, as his mind raced before him.

“It was for you,” he admitted, his eyes searching yours for your immediate reaction. “I didn’t know how else to say it and I couldn’t not tell you any more. I felt like-” You put a halt to his babbling by reaching a tentative hand up to his face. With your fingers tracing along his jaw, Brian fell silent to savor the feeling of your skin against his. He reached for you, his hand falling on your waist to pull you flush to him. You thumb brushed his bottom lip and you felt a sharp inhale of his breath.

“Do you still want that?” You question had Brian nuzzling his face into your hand, urging your touch to remain on him. He hummed in response and the vibration against your skin cause goosebumps to rise along your arms. “Do you still want me to give you love?”

 “Always,” Brian whispered coolly, nothing but the truth in his eyes, “always and only you.” You heart melted then, you were sure of it; but you didn’t care much for the mess. Instead, you leaned up on your tippy toes and placed a searing kiss to his lips. His mouth parted and he moaned slightly against your lips. His hand tugged at the material of your dress in an attempt to pull you impossibly close. 

Your chest was pressed against against and you had confused the thumping of your own heart with his. Either way, you could not fight the feeling rushing through you, It was like you had been made or this moment. You only parted when music started up and Brian was left gasping.

“I love you,” his mumbled, resting his forehead against yours. You smiled as you tangled your fingers in his curls affectionately.

“I love you too, Bri.” He brushed his nose against yours at the sound of your words. You pecked his lips one last time before you pulled away. Tangling your fingers with his, you glanced over at the dance floor. Couples were swaying to the slow beat and you pulled gently on Brian’s arm. “Dance with me?”

“Always.”

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[mightyfineblog]

A cute blurb with Ben, where you try everything to catch his attention, but homeboi won't take his eyes off the video game he's playing. And it's fun and fluffy?

🎮‘Video Games’ 🎮

Ben Hardy x Reader blurb 

“Benny!” you whined with arms crossed.

He wasn’t paying any attention to you, due to the game controller in his hands. His eyes were glued to the screen in front of him. Boy didn’t see or hear shit beyond that…

You, on the other hand, were determined to get you boyfriend’s attention. So a few women’s tricks would probably be easy to pull off on him.

Firstly, you decided to cook something delicious. Ben is a sucker for beer and chips. So chips it was. When the smell started to get to him, his nose scrunched a few times and he finally called you out.

“Is that chips I’m smelling?”

“It is Ben. Also I got beers to go with it. Come and have some with me.” You tried to be as cheerful as possible.

“Bring it over babe, I’ll eat off the sofa”

You huffed, but brought him the bowl of chips along with a bottle of beer.

“Thanks love!” he moved his head to each direction, because you were standing between him and the telly.

After your unsuccessful attempt, you thought you’d clean the house, in sexy underwear. You slipped on his favourite lingerie set and seductively walked around him, pretending to be sweeping the floor.

“Why are you cleaning dressed like this? You’ll catch cold, put something on.” Was the only reaction you earned from him.

After unsuccessful attempt N 2, you decided to take matters into your own hands. Still with the sexy lingerie, you seductively dropped on the floor and crawled up to his knees. His eyes didn’t leave the telly for a second.

Your hands parted his legs further apart, allowing you to situate yourself nicely between them. From there you kept rubbing his thighs and ran your hands up his stomach, under his jumper.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch. You’re cold!” he murmured gruffly.  

You wanted to scream, but ignored and stood up.

“Don’t you want me to please you?” you angrily asked though clenched jaw.

“Always, baby. But, hold on for 15 min, okay? I really gotta finish the second half time, and I’m all yours.” He finally looked at you, with his warm begging puppy eyes, at which you couldn’t stay angry.

…

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[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x fem. reader long fic where it’s their 9 month old baby daughter’s first Christmas and reader melts at the sight of Joe holding their daughter and showing her all of the presents she’s got and their daughter says dada and Joe and reader light up at how much of a daddy’s girl she is and reader thinks about how when she signed up to play an extra on Bohemian Rhapsody that she never thought she would end up falling in love on set?

of course!

FIRST CHRISTMAS

pairings: Joe Mazzello x Fem!reader summary: ^^^ warnings: None note: y/d/n stands for your daughters name

"oh and look at this!" you heard your husband say downstairs.

you walked downstairs and caught Joe holding your little daughter while showing her the christmas gifts she had gotten

she giggled and took it off him, throwing it on the floor

"no, no. don't throw it, play with it" Joe picked up the care bear and put in front of your daughter and waving it around

"well good morning" you yawned.

Joe looked up and you and smiled like an idiot, your daughter looked over and laughed

"good morning, darling" Joe greeted

"Merry christmas" you walked up the them, sitting on the couch, leaning down to kiss Joe who was situated on the floor, next to the lit up tree.

"how long have you been up?" you asked him and they looked like they have been there a while

"i took her down here about thirty minutes ago, I wanted her to see her presents" he shrugged

"and you couldn't wait for me?"

"not really no, you looked to cute to wake up" you looked back down and your daughter and made a silly face at Y/D/N before looking back up at you

"you should've just woken me up" you stated, looking down at your little baby, you've always noticed how much she looks like Joe. a spitting image of him, but she looked too much like him right now and it made your heart swell.

"I'm sorry, I was just too excited" he confessed, holding your daughter against his chest

you let out a breathy chuckle and closed your eyes.

"dada" Y/D/N whined, pointing at more presents under the tree

Joe pulled her away from his chest and looked at her, his mouth was agape and he looked like he was about to cry

"darling, did you hear that?" Joe asked you

you shuffled closer to them and smiled at him even though he was focused on your baby

"I did joe, I heard it clear as day"

you rubbed joe's arms from behind and rested your chin on shoulder, looking down at your little daughter, smiling at her gratefully

"I told you she was a dada's girl" he whispered to you, finally looking away from her.

"I never doubted it"

"I love you" he said kissing you softly

"I love you too" you smiled at him sweetly

"what did you want, sweetie?" Joe asked your daughter

you thought back to when you were an extra on Bohemian Rhapsody and how you two met and what would've happened if you didn't.

--

you were sitting down on your phone, waiting with other extras to be called on to go on in the scene, you were focused

"hey, you" you looked up and noticed the director standing front of me

"yes?" you smiled politely.

"I need you to go get joe, he's on in 5" he said.

"alright" you stood up and went out to the trailers, looking at the doors for him name written on it.

Rami, Ben, Joe.

you go up to the door and knock three times and waiting for a response

"come in" he replied through the door

he probably thought it was ben.

I opened the door slowly and peeked in, seeing him in his little couch on his phone

"the director wants you to know that you're on in 5" you stated as you entered his view

he didn't respond to you though, you though he was being rude and just ignoring you but the look on his face made you feel otherwise.

his mouth was slightly open and his eyes were relaxed, he looked sort of dazed and off in the clouds, it didn't make you uncomfortable per se, you just felt weak under his gaze.

"excuse me?" you forced yourself to say to snap him out of his daydream

"oh, right ok. just wait there" he said as he saw you were about to leave.

he put his phone away and got up. walking towards you

"who are you, exactly?" he questioned as you waked down the steps with him behind you

"I'm an extra" you responded

"no I meant your name" he chuckled

"oh um, Y/n"

"I'm joe" he smiled warmly

"I know" you took a deep breath

"do you now?" he responded in amusement

"well yeah, I feel like I have to" you smiled sheepishly

"you have a really pretty smile" he told you, looking down at your lips to your eyes.

"oh" you let out an embarrassed laugh as you looked down, tucking a piece of your curled hair behind your ear

"thanks"

"I'm sorry, just the way you're sweet, cute and beautiful at the same time is beyond me"

"oh my god" you muttered to yourself, you felt your cheeks turn warm and your stomach did flips.

"ok so wait other than taking my breath away what do you do for a living?" he smirked playfully. you turned you head away and covered your face with your hands.

"never heard that one before" you laughed, still looking anywhere but at him

"get used to it" he said

--

"this is the best christmas" Joe sighed happily

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[dancingdeacyy]

Celebration night

Okay, I finally wrote something and I actually loved how this turned out. It’s fluffy and I love it.

I hope you enjoy it and don’t forget to share it. If you want to be on the tag list let me know.

Oh and don’t forget there’s a prompt list, I’m taking requests so feel free to ask for smn.

(I know I have a couple of requests, I’m trying to work on them but I finishing uni and I’m still quite busy)

After weeks of hard work, the guys finally finished recording and the new album was being well received, I’m extremely proud of them cause I’ve seen how hard they’ve worked and how much effort they put into it.

Chrissie, Brian’s girlfriend, Mary, Freddie’s girlfriend and Veronica, Deacy’s wife, and I, we decided to throw a celebration party for the guys. It wasn’t a big reunion like Freddie’s favourites, but we planned on wearing fancy dresses and a gourmet menu.

My garden was the right place to do it so we decided to decorate it with some fairy lights and roses. I love planning things with the girls because they have great taste and we have so much fun working together.

Besides, the girls were happy doing it to have a special moment with their boyfriends while I just wanted to give my best friend, Roger, a nice relaxing moment, yes, he is my best friend and I love him, as friends, do friends love each other the way I love Roger? Do friends treat each other the way Roger and I do?

The girls always tease me about dating Roger and how cowards we are and I knew the guys tease Roger too cause “He’s not brave enough to accept his feelings and confess them to me” well, I guess our friends know our feelings better than us.

However, the special night has come and the girls and I were so nervous yet so excited. The food looked delicious and a fancy restaurant had nothing on our cooking skills, cocktails were almost ready and the garden was beautifully decorated, the guys were about to arrive, so we decided to go and get ready.

If we were getting fancy food and the garden looked like it was brought out of a Disney movie, we definitely had to look like princesses. Chrissie helped me find a beautiful black dress, it was so smooth and it fitted me perfectly, my makeup was soft and barely visible but it really made me feel different.

We get ready so fast we actually thought about breaking the world record, the girls looked so pretty we almost start crying about how good we felt and how beautiful we are, and I mentally laughed about it cause if I were alone I would never feel this pretty, but the girls made me feel like that and I’m actually simpin for this confident version of me.

The doorbell rang and brought us back from our daydreaming, saying we were scared was an understatement, we were really nervous and not because of how would the boys react cause, let's be honest, we’re wearing fancy dresses and looking like proper goddesses, they’d love it, we just wanted everything to go as we planned.

As soon as we opened the door, Freddie, Brian and John came running to hug their wives while Roger was looking at me shyly.

“Hey” I said softly, trying to keep my voice as normal as possible.

“You look gorgeous” He said, not even a hello, oh well I can’t complain. “Can I hug you?”

What? My legs were shaking and I needed that hug as soon as possible, I only attempted to nod slowly.

He put his firm hands on my waist and brought me close to his body, his scent was so strong I felt I was getting high on it, and I love that feeling.

“You look great Roger” I said, hiding my face on his neck. He really did look good, an opened white shirt revealing his smooth chest and a pair of leather pants and I’ll just say… his butt looked pretty nice.

“Really? I’m just wearing the first thing I saw in my closet.” He said, trying to look as nonchalant as possible.

“That’s not true y/n, he spent hours planning his outfit.” Freddie said teasingly while winking. “He said he wanted to impress you.”

Roger was blushing and he let go from the hug.

“Oh it's alright, I hope my dress impresses him too, cause he certainly impressed me.” I said and went to the kitchen and grabbed the bottle of wine. “Want some?”

The girls were looking at me with a knowing smirk and the guys were teasing Roger while he was trying to cover up his reddened cheeks.

The rest of the guys looked really nice too, wearing their fancy suits and while a wide smile plastered on their faces.

“Before you start getting drunk, my dear y/n, we had some words prepared for you” Mary started saying, taking the bottle out of my hands.

We had some words prepared? Really?

“Yeah! Our gorgeous y/n prepared them, right?” Veronica looked at me while giggling and I couldn’t be more confused. Did I write a speech and I completely forgot about it? Roger’s giggles brought me back.

“Oh yeah right!” I said, trying to look confident “It’s quite short, though.”

“Oh stop it, y/n!” Freddie said, putting his hand on my shoulder. “Stop being so modest, you give great speeches.”

Yes! Only when I’m extremely drunk.

“Alright boys, we know you’ve worked really hard this last month and we are so proud you’re achieving your dreams.” I started saying, trying to look at each one of them but not being able, my eyes were focused on Roger and how good he looked smiling at me like that. “You are an inspiration and I’ll dare to say, you are our idols, but you are also the loves of our lives… and our best friends.” I quickly added to avoid misunderstandings, but oh how I wish I hadn’t. “You’ve given everything to us, and the least we could do was try to give you something else too, so this is just a small celebration party for you guys.”

Chrissie was pouring the wine on our glasses and we were ready for the toast.

“Now, ladies and gentlemen, raise your glasses for Queen!” I said lifting my glass happily.

As soon as the guys lifted it, I looked at Roger who was already smiling at me, I smiled back when he winked at me, oh how much I want to kiss those lips.

“Okay guys, you can get going to the garden, we’ll get the food.” Mary said while pushing Freddie out of the room, the guys followed him but Roger seemed a bit hesitant about going with them.

“Can I have a word with y/n?” He asked shyly, it’s funny how he always seemed so comfortable and confident but when it comes to me he’s so shy and soft.

“Sure Rog, just give us a second while we finish preparing the dishes.” Chrissie said and hurried working on the dish.

My stomach was feeling funny and my legs were shaking, was something wrong? Did I say something inappropriate? My mind was racing. The feeling of Mary’s hand on my shoulder scared me a bit.

“Alright Rog, she’s all yours.” Mary said, grabbing two dishes and going out of the kitchen, the girls followed her but first they winked at me.

I turned to look at Roger, he was already smiling at me. He walked to me, getting closer and closer every time he put his hand on my waist and smiled.

“Hey.” He seemed more confident than a few minutes ago but his voice was still a bit shaky.

“Hey, are you excited?” I asked hoping my voice seemed a bit normal.

“About the dinner or the album?” Geez, he looked so cute when he’s confused, he looked like a puppy.

“Both” I said laughing, I could help but caress his face, my fingers went from his forehead to his cheek and then to his hair. My fingers tangled in it and I could feel his eyes staring at my lips.

“Yeah, mostly about tonight.” He tried to stop looking at my lips, but I saw his tongue poking out of his lips and wetted them. “I wanted to thank you, and tell you how beautiful you look today.”

I could help but blush, his blue eyes were now staring at my eyes.

“Oh it’s nothing, we’re proud and you’ve done so much for us, is the least we can do.” I don’t know where this is going but I’m feeling the famous butterflies.

“Ca- Can I do something else for you?” He said putting his other hand on my cheek and rubbing it with his thumb.

Do you guys know how to breath? Because suddenly I forgot.

I nodded slowly and smiled.

“Can I kiss you?” He whispered and I felt his breath so close to my face, his scent filling my nostrils, I put my hand on his neck and smiled.

“Yes, please.”

As soon as I finished talking, Roger lips attacked mine, my body felt numb and my head was spinning, I tangled my fingers on his hair and he hugged me by the waist. My lips were trying to follow his pace, our noses were brushing each other and our chests were so close I’m sure he felt my heart beating out of my chest.

I didn’t want to break the kiss but I was nearly out of breath, my forehead was resting on his and our eyes were still closed, his hands there caressing my back. We were smiling so much our cheeks started to hurt.

“You make me so very happy.” God his voice was so soft and sweet.

“You make me really happy too, Rog” Now our noses were touching each other, his was so soft and pointy, my heart was definitely beating faster now. “Let 's go eat.”

He took my hand and led me to the garden. The guys were focused on their conversation but as soon as Brian saw us he cleared his throat, ending the conversation. They were smiling at us and the guys started whistling when they saw our hands.

Roger opened my chair and I gave him a little kiss on his lips, the girls screamed when they saw it and I started clapping.

We avoided looking at them and started drinking wine, Roger’s hand was now on my thigh tracing circles with his thumb.

“Anything you want to share with us?” Freddie said leaning on the table and placing his head on his hands.

“Well, I just want to say that I hope that kiss means you’re my girlfriend now.” He said, grabbing a piece of food on his fork and leadingit to his mouth, trying to look smooth and charming. “Oh it does, love.” He said and I brought his face close to mine and started kissing him again.

Our friends were cheering in the back and now his lips tasted like wine, I was slowly melting in his arms and I’ve never been happier.

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[i-padfootblack-things]

actors.

CHRIS EVANS 

Oscars

BEN HARDY

It Happens

Something More

Need You Now

JOE MAZZELLO 

Surprise

Back to You

I Want It That Way

Fluff Alphabet 

Getting in a Fight - headcanon

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[secretlyshycomputer]

“Where’s John Deacon nowadays?”

John Deacon:

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[deanscroissant]

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CJrd0GxgT22/?igshid=17x29itr75aw6

Y’all please.

For the love of God.

Please watch this.

That’s literally Joe.

#I’ve been watching it since yesterday and can’t get it out of my head #joe mazzello #bohrhap #joe mazzello imagine #joe mazzello x y/n

[warriorteam1924]

Let me hear the words of love (part 2)

Ben Hardy x Joe Mazzello

Author’s note : Hi everyone!! This writing is for Hardzello week 19-20 I’ve eventually find time to produce something I found satisfactory for a second part so here we are. Thanks @lapofthemusicgods​​ for hosting this event, writing for the ship weeks is really challenging. Anyways, I hope you like it. Please also note English is not my first language, so please forgive my mistakes. Enjoy and as always, thanks a lot in advance for the feedback.

Warnings : Mentions of sex, Italian language is used. 

Summary : Joe can’t wait to see Ben as he has a break from filming in Italy. 

Words count : 1,389 words

Permanent Taglist : @anotheronebitesthedick @reavenedges-lies​

Part 1 

Joe looked at his watch. Everything was almost ready but he still needed to take a shower before going to take Ben from the airport. He made sure to set up everything, programming the oven or the heaters, trying not to forget anything before getting himself clean and fresh from his quite painful night.

He then happily jumped in his car, put some music, Queen because why not, and headed to the airport. He was glad to see the traffic was not so dense and he arrived in advance. He ordered a coffee, as he was still a little sleepy. Yet, he admitted to himself he was feeling nervous as well and suddenly thought caffeine was maybe not the best idea. A voice in a micro stated his flight had landed and Joe stepped towards the gate where Ben was supposed to arrive. Why was it quite hot all of a sudden in this airport, Joe had no idea. He was looking at the passengers arriving, many of them with tired faces due to the fact it had been a several hour flight. Crossing the Atlantic ocean was no cruise after all, even if the planes were very comfy nowadays.

At last, shiny blonde hair appeared and Joe sighed in relief and waved at Ben. The latter smiled, even if he looked a little tired too.

“Hey buddy !”, Ben said as he arrived closer to Joe.

“Hi, mate”, Joe replied, and they awkwardly hugged each other. “How was the flight?”

“Bene, bene, grazie....”, he replied with a smile.

Joe looked at him, but he could not answer. Something was happening inside him and he had no idea what was going on. He was now quite sure he had very strong feeling for his partner, but now, it was something different. Something stronger. Almost bestial.

“Are you okay, buddy?”, Ben asked, looking concerned. “I was a bit worried when you did not answer my messages.....”

“Yeah, yeah good. I had a massive headache, so I had to take pills.”

“Oh, I see. Those that make you sleep like a bear right?”, he joked.

“Yeah, precisely.”, Joe replied, smiling as well.

“Feeling better now?”

“Pretty much better.”, Joe carried on, but he prevented himself from saying ‘much better now you’re here.’ Why? He was really happy his friend was back by his sides.

They carried on having a very random conversation as they headed to the car, Joe taking the blonde’s suitcase. Ben was indeed a little tired still because he stepped towards the driver’s seat, still used to British cars.

“Wanna drive already?”, Joe asked, laughing a little.

“Gosh, no. I might take a nap in the car, though if you don’t mind.”, Ben replied, trying to prevent a yawn.

“No probs, I’ll drive you safely home.”

Joe thought it was probably for the best. He was not sure he would be able to focus on Ben and driving. They had just left the airport and the blonde was already dozing, making Joe sweetly smile as he quickly glanced at him.

The drive back to Joe’s appartement was a bit longer than he had expected, and he had the feeling the other drivers were nervous. When they arrived, the sun was slowly rising, certainly promising a shiny but cold day in the city that never sleeps. They were policemen at every corners of the streets and Joe noticed the traffic lights were all out. He shrugged and carefully carried on his way, smoothly driving for Ben to rest correctly. When they eventually arrived, he properly parked and gently woke Ben up.

They took his luggage from the trunk and Ben pushed the button for the lift. Yet, nothing happened. They exchanged glances, raising they eyebrows. Both thinking it was certainly out of order, they headed to the stairs and Joe deeply sighed. He hated them. And he knew despite the fact Ben was a smoker, he would arrive before him, even if he had to take his traveling bag and his suitcase. And Joe would eventually try to open the door while being totally out of breath when Ben would be shiny next to him.

Surprisingly, Joe thought he might be not so badly in shape because the two of them arrived together in front his flat’s door.

“Make yourself at home, you know it is.”, Joe announced as Ben make his way in. “Do you want a coffee?”

“Sounds like a nice idea.”, Ben replied, stretching a little.

Joe headed to the kitchen and noticed his oven was off. As well as all his electrical utensils.

“What the hell.....?”, he mumbled. “I programmed everything and nothing is ready....”.

“Hey, buddy, I think there is a power outage, cause nothing’s working in the living room....”, Ben said as he arrived in the kitchen.

“Yeah, I know.”, Joe checked on his phone and apparently, half of Manhattan was currently living without proper power. This explained the cops in the street and people being nervous.

“Great. I had planned everything before you would arrive and now it’s all ruined.”, Joe apologized.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry, it’s not your fault.”, Ben replied.

“I know but still.”, Joe concluded, still looking on his screen to have more info.

“Vi rilassate....”, Ben suddenly said, massaging his shoulder a little.

Again, Joe stopped, unable to think properly anymore. He had strange feelings in his stomach and he blushed at the thought he also had strange feelings a little bit lower. Ben seemed to have noticed because he came closer and whispered in his ear. “You like it when I speak Italian, don’t you?”, and he placed a kiss in his neck, making Joe shiver.

“Well.... I was surprised.... And I was wondering why you were learning. I mean, you could have asked me if it was for your role in 6 Underground.”, Joe tried to give a proper reply.

“I learnt it for you.”, Ben carried on. Joe hardly swallowed as Ben was now kissing his shoulder, placing his hands on his torso.

“Mi sei mancato così tanto”, he carried on.

“I’ve missed you too mate....”, Joe was getting more and more relaxed and hearing Ben speak Italian was a real turn on.

“Maybe I would not mind carrying on this conversation in your bedroom.”, Ben teased him, placing another kiss in his neck. Joe turned to face him, raising his eyebrows.

“Are you sure?”, he asked. Ben did not speak a word but it was very clear. He looked at Joe and bit his lips. He took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom, making Joe a little nervous again. As he came in, Joe noticed the blonde’s suitcase was already opened on the floor. He looked around the room and saw a bottle of lube on his bedside table. Had Ben already planned everything?

“Baciami....”, Ben almost ordered after he had taken his top off. Joe did not need to be asked twice and his lips met Ben’s as they both collapsed in his bed, caressing each other sweetly. The whole place was really quiet without power but they both could hear the soft moans escaping from time to time as they were passionately kissing.

Ben took his shoes off and socks as well. He grabbed Joe’s shirt and unbuttoned it, then threw it on the floor. Joe stopped a second a looked at him, both out of breath already.

“Are you sure?”, Joe asked again. Ben looked at him, his gorgeous green eyes showing he was really serious.

“Joe. It’s not just the mood of the moment. It’s something I want to do with you. And no one else. Do you understand? I.... Joe, I have fallen in love with you.”, Ben blushed a little.

“I.... I love you too.”, Joe almost whispered, placing a little kiss on his lips.

“And now, I can also say it in Italian. Ti amo, Joseph Francis Mazzello.”, Ben smiled at him, caressing his cheek.

“Il terzo”, Joe pointed out, because his full name was not complete without the third at the end.

Ben laughed and they kissed again. The light suddenly turned on and they exchanged surprised glances.

“The oven !!”, Joe said as he rushed towards the kitchen, making Ben laugh. Yes, he was back home and it felt so good.

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[certifiedskywalker]

Sheets - Roger Taylor

joalsglasses said:

Roger Taylor X reader where he has to get up early for something and the reader is clingy and pouting to try and get him to stay in bed? Lots of cuteness and fluff if you please 🙏🙏

I’m sorry this is so short, but I am currently working on a Roger Taylor series that will be as fluffy as this! If you want more about that or something else like this, let me know!

When the alarm went off after what felt like a mere hour after you and Roger had retired, the groan that passed over your lips was primal. You felt Roger’s side of the bed shift as he rolled over to silence the machine’s wailing. The arm he had curled around your waist disappeared, prompting a whimper to sound from somewhere deep in your throat. Soon, the arm returned, giving your body a soft squeeze. You felt Roger’s warm chest press against your back, the comfort of the touch nearly lulling you back to sleep.

“Babe, I have to go to a label meeting,” he whispered, pressing a searing kiss to the skin exposed at the back of your neck. “Sorry for waking you so early.” You grumbled something he couldn’t quite make out. “What?”

Turning in his arms, you repeated a pitiful, “don’t go.” You felt Roger’s breath fan out on your cheek as he pressed a kiss there too. “Please,” you whimpered, “just stay.”

“I can’t, babe, Brian might actually stab me with my own drumsticks if I’m late. He even made Fred stay over at his place so he wouldn’t be late too.” You hummed at the thought as you opened your eyes fully. You took in the sight before you. Roger’s lips were still pillowy and kiss swollen from the night before, his blond hair sticking up in places in such a way that he looked even more angelic than usual. You reached a hand up and traced his jawline, smiling when his eyes fluttered close at the contact.

“So pretty,” you mumbled against his skin as you leaned in to press a soft kiss to the hollow of his throat. You heard a little shaky breath flow past his lips when you trailed kisses up from that spot to his own lips. You lingered there, your bottom lip brushing his in a teasing manner. “Stay.”

Your begging made Roger’s heart ache. He longed to buy into your words and remain wrapped up in you and the sheets surrounding your bodies for his entire lifetime; even after that if some divine being would allow for it. The way you were clinging to him had him reeling in ways only you could make him do. He leaned towards you lips, pressing his mouth to yours to kiss you deeply.

To better coax him to stay, you moved with the kiss to straddle his clothes hips. A little gasp broke the kiss for a moment before Roger gripped your hips to hold you even closer. Your hands tangled in his blond locks as he began to sit up in the bed. Pulling your lips from his slowly, you studied him expectantly. You could feel his fingers playing with the hem of your sleep shirt as if debating whether to pull it off of you and ignore the meeting entirely.

“What do you say?” You rasp, using your thumb to pull gently at his bottom lip. Instead of answering, Roger pressed his face to your chest and let out a sigh.

“Y/N….” With a groan, you heaved yourself off of his lap and back to your side of the bed. Roger’s sorry eyes followed your movements, regret obvious on his features. “I’m sorry, babe,” he leaned down to peck your lips, “when I come back we can finish this.”

You only sighed against his lips, holding his head to yours possessively. When he pulled away, you stuck out your bottom lip slightly, holding his gaze. A whine slipped past your lips as your heavy eyes blinked slowly. You looked beautiful like that; needy for him while wearing his shirt. He wished he could stay watching you like that forever.

“Okay,” he cooed, “I’ll stay a little longer.” Smiling with your victory, you reached up and buried your hands in his hair to pull his lips back to yours. Brian could wait, Roger thought. Even if he couldn’t, staying at your side was far more worth it.

“I love you,” you mumbled against his lips. The words sent a shiver down Roger’s spine and left him breathless. You smiled up at him as he was above you now, his body resting against yours, pressing you to the bed. He skirted his hand down your side before leaning back to your lips.

“I love you more, beautiful.”

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[mightyfineblog]

‘Private Show’ Rogerina x Reader x Freddie

Summary: Following the heated car ride to Roger’s house party, Rogerina, you and Freddie can’t keep apart for too long, eventually ending in one of the bedrooms for a private show.

Words: 3.5K

Warnings: smut, daddy kink, drug use (snorting); you know, all the good stuff.

The very requested, anticipated, rescheduled and prolonged second part of ‘Lipstick Smudged’, dive in.

*This is just a piece of fiction, made for fun reading, treat it as one.*

Here is it, enjoy:

Once inside the party, you navigate to find the rest of the boys. You and Rogerina walk forward hand in hand, giggling. Freddie leans forward between your shoulders, to you both, “Don’t even think I’m near done with you two!” with a husky voice.

His words make you shiver with a wide grin on your face. Rogerina squeezes your hand in reassurance.

“Got to enjoy the party first, Freddie,” Rogerina purrs, kissing his cheek.

“Let’s get drinks.” You lead the way to the kitchen bar.

Entering the room, you look around in awe. “What’s with the kitchen?”

“Nothing, sweetheart. Just my knob head of a brother, seems to be obsessed with kitchens.” She parodies Roger’s gestures while popping open a bottle of prosecco. You bring two glasses up for her to fill.  Watching her sweaty smudged face, you admire her ruined makeup.

“Rina, babe.” You bring the glass up to your dry lips. She smiles cheekily at you, twirling her glass upon her bottom lip. “What is it, babydoll?”.

“Was just thinking about our ride here. Kind of, left me very hot and bothered.” You give her a flash of suggestive, needy eyes.

“Did it, now?” Rogerina smirks, closing the distance between you.

“Mhm,” you nodded innocently, “Plus, we gotta fix your makeup.” You pinch her cheek.

“That bad?” she pouts.

Before you could answer, Freddie rushs in the kitchen. “Exactly the two I wanted to see,” he grins devilishly. Both of you chuckle at his enthusiasm.

“Shall we continue what we started earlier, ladies?” He stands beside you and Rogerina, each of his hands casually reaching for your bums, resting on them like it’s where they belong.

“I think we definitely should, Freddie boy.” Your hand toy with his collar, while the other rests on your girlfriend’s neck “What do you say, babe?” turning your head her way.

“I’m so up for it!” She bites her lip, gaze wandering from you to Freddie and back.

“But, we’re going to the ladies’ loo first, Fred.” You kiss his cheek.

“Mhm” Rogerina nods.

Taking your hand, she prompts you to walk, as the both of you slip from the man’s brace. A few steps further, you turn to blow Mr. Mercury a kiss, along with a playful wink.

Rogerina drags you in the nearest bathroom and shoves the both of you inside, quickly turning to lock the door.

“Thankfully I’ve got my makeup bag at all times,” you lift a brow to complete your smirk.

“Always too thoughtful, babe.” Her pointer finger pokes the tip of your nose. You smile while soaking a cotton pad.

“Close your eyes, Rina,” you speak with soft voice, as if nothing happened less than an hour ago. You smile from the bottom of your heart at the sight of her. As you glide the pad over her eyelids, you can’t help but fall in love with her even more. She is perfection. From her eyes, to her nose, cheeks, lips, and chin. The way she calmly put herself in your hands makes you smile even more. You let out a short chuckle when you notice glittery pieces all over. It was from her lip gloss, which she always wore, that specific cherry flavor. It makes you remember the first night with her. You can’t help but lean in and gently put your lips over hers. You stay there, holding your breath, until you feel her smile against you.

“You alright, Y/N?” She furrows her brows, pulling slightly away.

“You’re best thing that has happened to me,” you say, pulling her in.

She smiles, burying her nose in the crook of your neck. “And you, to me.” she whispered.

Pulling away, you hand her the makeup bag. “There. You can put it on again.”

You both spend some time there, removing and reapplying each other’s makeup. As you are giggling, rewinding the tape of your adventurous ride to this party, a forceful banging on the door shakes you.

“It’s occupied!” Rogerina shouts back at it.

“Is that you in there? Open up!”

She huffs, cracking the door open. “What do you want??”

“Not very nice to come over and not even say ‘Hi’ to me! Don’t you think?”

“Hi, brother. What’s new?”

“Much, and from the looks of it, you’re quite busy too.” He pops his head from the door frame.

“Hi Roger!” you beam up to him through the mirror.

“Hi, Y/N.”

“Soo, would you excuse us now?” Rogerina points him the other way “You’ve got guests to attend to”.

“See ya later girls!” He takes off.

By that time, you are ready with your makeup, and she is too. Giggling, your arms embrace her from behind. You chin casually leans on her shoulder, grinning wide at the sight of your girlfriend looking lovely. Your arms  move slowly from side to side along with your hips, which gives you a perfect angle to place lingering kisses on her neck.

“Let’s go back to the party, shall we, babes?” She turns her lips to kiss your nose, making you do that funny weird face. She chuckles and sneaks from your arms. Holding hands, you walk out of the bathroom and march into the party, like two killer bitches you are.

After a few drinks, and many giggles and jokes with Rogerina and the rest of the band, you find yourself feeling a little friskier than you should’ve been in public. Not that you were an angel, especially the little number you pulled off tonight, and the head start you had on the ride with Freddie. You were losing yourself in the rhythm of whatever melody was playing the background. Grinding firmly on your girlfriend’s back, you are glad you agreed to this little number. WIth her bum solidly rubbing against you, your hands roam up and down her sides. Soon enough, you feel her turn around. Her hands fly to your neck, pulling you in for a luscious and hungry kiss. Your arms are glued to her lower back, gently stroking her small arse, giving it a small squeeze from time to time. Meanwhile, her lips are lusting yours, her tongue forcefully racing with yours, until she pulls away. Staring at your needy open mouthed, closed eyes, leaning forward state, she ticks her tongue. With an assuring smirk, she goes for your lips again. This time, she sucks and gently chews at your bottom lip, pulling it forward, your head following. She loved how responsive you got every time she did that. It was like magic.

“Mmm, babe.” you murmur, trying to catch a breath.

“Yes, love?” she releases her sweet torture on your lips, moving to under your chin, slowly making her way down. You moan with need, tangling your fingers in her shiny blonde locks. Her arms wrap you tighter in her brace.

“You’re so delicious, babe.” She bites on your collarbone, making you squirm.

Your hand creeps up her shoulder. Tracing the back of your fingers, you slide around her décolleté. Grabbing shamelessly her breast, her lips let a loud moan. It’s as if you are the only people in the room. Your mouth attacks hers. Your tongue slides open her plump lips and glides into her gracefully. Your tongues play for a while before eventually you both need to catch your breath. Just then, you feel another hand on your bum. It is strong and big; you knew exactly whose it was.

“Ladies.” He lowered himself, parting your tangled bodies. “Let’s take this upstairs,” he whispers.

“Does Mr. Mercury enjoy the show?” Rogerina teases,playfully while twirling a strand of your hair between her fingers.

“Oh, you two ARE quite the show. Though, I’d like to take it personally. Something like a private show.” He was quick to add, “What do you say, Y/N? You were so good to me earlier, I wanna make it up to you. I’ve got skills, you know, darling.”

“Lead the way,” you grin widely.

Hand in hand, Rogerina and you follow the man to one of the guest bedrooms. There, you can still hear the music from downstairs pretty loud. Freddie makes himself comfortable on the armchair next to the fireplace.

“Need to admire your graces first, my darlings. Just watching you for a while. Am I your daddy, girls?” He spreads his arms and legs wide, lighting a cigarette.

“Of course you are, daddy,” Rogerina gives him in her dirtiest, squeakiest, high-pitched tune.

He smiles underneath his moustache. Then his eyes fall on you. A smirk appears on your face. Tapping your finger on the corner of your mouth, you let a loud moan.

“I want to hear you say it baby.” He calmly brings the cigarette to his lips, taking a deep drag. Exhaling above, his eyes fall on the tight little number you are wearing tonight.

“Freddie, you are my - our - daddy.” You pull Rogerina close by her waist.

“Mhm,” she nods. Her fingers find your neck and tangle with your now sleek hair.

“Good girls. Give daddy a private show then.” His brow lifts, pointing you two the bed.

You chuckle, walking backwards, until the back of your knees press against the end of the bed. Rogerina kisses you passionately, fighting for dominance, until she pushes you lightly. Falling with you in her brace, she straddles your waist. Her hands are quick to pull your dress up, eager to reveal more skin.

“Up, babydolls.” The man lights another cigarette.

Rogerina break your kiss and takes a few steps back, allowing you to cradle and stand on your knees. Once you both are facing each other, on your knees, your hand casually rests on her sternum, both faces looking at Freddie.

“What now, Fred?” you moan, giving your girlfriend a lick on the lips. She lets out the breath she was holding, as her hands travel up your back.

“Fred!” Rogerina groans, giving him a pout.

“Touch each other for a while, before losing your clothes. This time I’m going to fuck you properly.” He hisses at the last words, readjusting his posture.

Your eyes fixed on hers, your hands roamed up and down her body, feeling every curve of hers.

She moans softly, letting her head fall back, succumbing to your hands. You bring your hot lips to the crook of her neck. Pulling the strap of the dress slowly down her shoulder, the newly exposed skin made contact with the chill air, making her shiver. You lips trace small and soft kisses all the way to her shoulder.

“Mmm, Y/N.” She bites her lip to stop her moans.

“Undress, my lovies.” You hear Freddie’s voice from across the room.

“Yes, sir.” You take a deep breath. Bringing your hands to her knees, you grab the dress and swiftly take it over her head and arms. She does the same with yours.

You are now standing on your knees with your girlfriend pressed hard against you. Her nipples are perfectly hardened, visible through the lacy bra she is wearing. Your lips start lingering kisses on the soft skin where her plump breasts meet, your thumbs gently stroking her nipples over the fabric.

“That’s right. I want you to suck on them, leave her all in love bites,” Freddie commanded.

Without breaking contact with her hot skin, you let your tongue wander all over, admiring the fullness of her bra. Sucking and biting all over her décolleté , you can’t even bring your eyes up. Her hands tangle on the back of your head, keeping you close. Rogerina’s breath gets heavier and heavier, and the way she keeps pushing your head, you can tell she’s really trying not to groan loudly.

“Please,” she finally whines, defeated. “Please”.

“Anything baby!” you bite one last time, making her squeak.

Pushing her down, you hovered over her, hand stroking around her belly.

“Are you going to watch from there all night, or are you going to join us?” Rogerina pops up on her elbows, looking over your shoulder at the man sitting across. The sight is more than pleasurable. You turn over to see too. Freddie is on his knees by the small table, head tossed back, pinching his nose.

“I’ll join you, but first I want to see you come under your girlfriend’s touch. Then I’ll make the both of you scream my name,” he playfully winked. “You girls want some?” He cocked his head to the side, pointing the stack of powder.

“I’m down.” You nod, waiting for Rogerina.

“Let’s then.” She kisses you before the both of you slide down from the bed to the floor. Crawling on all fours, you bring your hot bodies to Freddie’s sight.

“There.” He hands you both a card and a note. You both start to form a line in front of you.

“Wait!” Your hand reaches over to prevent her from snorting it.

“This time, I wanna do it off him.” Your other hand reaches to tap on Freddie’s knee.

His mouth forms a wide grin. “All yours, ladies.” He relaxes into his armchair, both hands behind his head, his legs spread wide apart.

Each of you situated on each side of his thighs, you form your lines and blink playfully at each other for reassurance.

“Ready, Rina?”

“Ready, Y/N!”

Each takes a hard sniff up the man’s leather trousers. You feel confident and lick the rest off, giving him a message, a reminder, of how you sucked his cock earlier in the car.

“Come up here.” He lifts you up and sits you on his thigh. Rogerina growls and crosses her hands.

“I didn’t forget about you. Come here.” He patted his other thigh.

You circle your fingers along the collar of his shirt, slowly rocking on his thigh while Rogerina passionately sucks his neck, hands roaming all over his body.

He hums in agreement, but doesn’t let the two of you enjoy your thigh riding time for too long.

“Now, now.” He grabbed the both of you by the shoulders. “Need you together.”

You lift up from him and take your girlfriend’s hand. Throwing her on the bed, you crawl over her. Your lips attached to hers, your hand roams down to where she needs it the most.

“Please,” she moans against your lips.

You smile, dragging her knickers down. She kicks them off, while her hands cup your cheeks, keeping your mouth on hers.

Smiling against her lips, your hand slips down to rub her thigh. She eagerly bucks up to get some friction. Your grin grows even wider when your finger starts trailing up and down on her heat.

“So wet, I love it!” you murmur.

After a few more light touches on her dripping sensitivity, you let your finger slide in gently in her. She grasps your shoulder at the new feeling. Pumping it in and out a few times, you enjoy the slow torture on her body, the way she squirms underneath you.

“More! I need more,” she pants, trying to catch her breath.

Groaning from deep within your throat, you slip in a second finger. Curving them upwards, you massage her sensitive area.

“There!” her high pitched voice hits the back of her throat.

“There.,” you confirm, looking over your shoulder to Freddie. He nods.

You keep pressing that area with a steady rhythm.

“Fuck, I’m so close!” she lets out a strangled moan.

“Come. Come on my fingers. Let’s make our daddy proud of the two good girls we are.”

Your words push her over the edge, her body shaking uncontrollably.  You feel her walls close around your fingers so tight. Gently slowing down, you pull your fingers out, leaving her a breathless mess.

“Do you wanna taste, Fred?” You dragyourself on your knees to him.

He takes your soaked digits and sucks them nice and slow.

“Good lord!” he gasped closing his eyes.

“Stand up now.” He quickly comes back to his senses.

“Rina, lay back. Spread those pretty legs and bend one knee,” Freddie commanded, taking off his clothes. “Y/N. Straddle her. I want your wet cunts grinding against each other.”

You do as you’re told. Positioning yourself above your girl, your arms stretch out on each side of her head. Leaning in, you give her a few kisses. “I love you so much,” you whisper.

By that time, the man was already undressed and admiring your wet bodies grinding against each other.

He pops on his knees, straddling Rogerina’s thigh. His hard length glides over her leg.

Freddie’s hands attached to your bum, he pulls you to himself.

“Ready, baby?” he leans in, pulling your chin up, so he can nibble on your earlobe.

“As ever.” You moan.

His hand runs down your back, from your neck all the way to you bum cheeks. Giving you a little smack,your head falls onto Rogerina’s chest. His tip teases your entrance, collecting your dripping juices.

“Dripping hot cunt,” he hissed before pushing his length all the way in a swift movement. You gasp at the fullness, falling flat against her body.

“It’s alright.” She removes a few sweaty hairs off your face.

“Move Freddie,” you grunt, readjusting your posture. Your arms stretch on her, right underneath her breasts.

“Your pussy feels like heaven, Y/N!” he grunts as his hand pulled you up by your hair. He took you from the perfect angle, his movements hard and fast.

“Your cock is so big, Fred!” you cry out.

Rogerina’s hands cup your breasts, gently twisting your nipples between her fingers. It always makes you come so fast.

“Fuck!” you cry out again. “I’m so close!”

“Moan for me baby, tell us how good we make you feel.” Rogerina squeezes harder on your sensitive nipples.

“Gonna come for me? Be a good girl and come on daddy’s cock?” His deep voice makes your legs shake.

“Please daddy!” your clit is pressing hard against your girlfriend’s, which makes the sensation even stronger.

“Come.”

He gave you permission.  You let a loud and strangled scream, your walls contracting on his cock, buried deep inside of you. The sight of your girlfriend under you makes you squirm even more. Your senses burning, your head is straight in the clouds; it is an out of your body experience. Your shaking is uncontrollable, like you blacked out for a few moments. Coming down on earth, you open your eyes, only to see both of your partners panting, sweaty, and ready to come too. Your hands grip Rogerina’s breasts and squeeze them. “Come baby,” you encourage her.

“Gonna come soon, Y/N!” Freddie grunts, still pounding hard in you.

“You gotta fuck my girl too,” you cry out.

Meanwhile, Rogerina comes too, her strangled moans and throbbing pussy against yours giving it away. She is a hot mess.

Climbing off them, you throw yourself next to her to catch your breath from your powerful orgasm.

“Fuck me, Freddie.” She grunts at the loss of friction.

He slides his twitching length in her. “Fuck, you’re even tighter,” He hisses. “Gonna need to stretch you out, don’t I?” He leans over her face, swiping her sweaty blonde locks off her temple.

Soon after, his thrusts grow sloppier. “Where do you want it?”

“All over my breasts” she cries out, from the oversensitivity of her second orgasm.

He pulls out and jerked himself above her, his hot mess dripping all over her naked chest. He smiles at his achievement, gliding his throbbing cock all over her plump breasts.

Falling next her other side, the three of you lay panting, sweaty and fucked up.

“We gotta do this more often.” You are the first to speak.

“Oh, I definitely am fucking you two again.” He pops on his elbow.

“There.” You hand him a towel from the bedside table.

He takes it and carefully cleans his mess off your girlfriend. The three of you get up soon after and dress again. Feeling completely spent, you head downstairs, back into the party.

Each taking a glass of champagne, Freddie sits himself on the sofa, taking you both on his thighs.

“To Freddie!” you raise your glass.

“To Freddie!” Rogerina repeated, clinging her glass to yours.

“To my girls!” Freddie brought his glass in the air.

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Special thanks to @anotheronebitesthedeaks and  @femaleextraterrestrial for helping me out edit the story.

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