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Ben Hardy imagine - Fantasy

Request: The one idea was that Ben and the reader had been dating for a while and he asks her if she had like any fantasies (like ya know) and when she thought about it she got really embarrassed and was like no nvm (because she had been fantasising about making out with him in the Roger Taylor costume or in the Rogerina costume and thought he would think it’s weird af) and one day she was talking to her friend on the phone about it and didn’t know ben was home and he heard and surprised her.

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          You were currently sitting on your bed watching “Friends” on Netflix waiting for your boyfriend Ben to come home after a long day of shooting his new movie “Bohemian Rhapsody”. This is usually what you did when Ben was gone during the days, when you don’t have work, or homework from uni you were always watching “Friends”, Ben always made fun of you for it as he couldn’t understand how you could still laugh at the show when you know exactly what each character would say. But in your defence its one of the most iconic shows ever and it never failed to make you smile, which Ben liked.

You can hear keys jiggle at the front door and then hear it open and someone walk in, you get up from the comfort of your bed and walk towards the living room. The smell of pizza fills your nose and you quicken your pace, as you turn the corner you see your handsome boyfriend of 1 and a half years walk into the kitchen and set down a box of pizza on the table.

You walk up behind Ben and wrap your arms around his torso, you feel him relax at your touch and puts his hands over yours, “Hello beautiful,” Ben says smiling, he turns around still remaining in your grip. He brings his hands to cup your cheeks and gives you a chaste kiss on your lips, he lingers his lips on yours for a second looking into your eyes before giving you another quick kiss.

“Hello handsome,” you say smiling up at him, “how was your day?” you ask as you hug him tightly.

“Better now that I’m home with you.” he mumbles in your neck, he pulls away and reaches behind to grab the pizza box that was sitting on the counter. “I got your favourite, thought we could have a night in.” he says pulling you into his side leading you to the bedroom.

“Honestly that sounds amazing, I just started to rewatch ‘Fr-”

“Friends?” he asks with a chuckle before you can finish, he knows you too well.

“Of course, what else.” you say jokingly, you get into bed opening the pizza box as Ben sheds his clothes from the day. You can’t help but watch his toned body change into more comfortable clothes.

“Wow, you brought home a meal and a snack.” you say trying not to laugh at your lame pick up line.

Ben stops mid-way putting on his shirt, “did you really just call me a snack?” he says smirking at you.

“Maybe.” you say laughing while eating you pizza, he just shakes his head and continues to put on his shirt. He climbs into bed sitting next to you and grabs a slice of pizza while putting his arm around your shoulders, you hit ‘play’ and continue watching your show cuddled up in Ben’s side.

About 2 episodes into the show you’re both cuddling, Ben has you in front of him between his legs while his arms are wrapped around you from behind. It’s the episode where Ross and Rachel are in bed talking about their fantasies and this got Ben thinking.

“Love?” Ben asks quietly in your ear, you hum in response, your focus never leaving the screen, “do you happen to have any fantasies?” he asks curiously. This caused you to pause the tv and turn to look at him, you had never discussed anything like this with Ben before. Yeah you guys had sex (quite a lot) but you had never talked about your secret kinks and other things like that, of course you had fantasies but you always thought Ben would judge you for them.

“No not really,” you lie, “do you?” you ask looking up at him. 

He smirks and squeezes you a little tighter, “I’ve had a few” he says kissing just under your ear. “You’ve really never had any?” he asks rubbing your arm with his thumb. You begin to panic now, you don’t want to tell Ben about your countless thoughts of him dressed in his Roger Taylor costume banging you into next week. 

So you simply shrug and just answer, “Nope.” emphasizing the ‘P’ as you press ‘play’ and nervously bite your nails. Ben knows you all to well and knows that when you bite your nails you’re either nervous or hiding something. He doesn’t want to push you so he mutters a quiet ‘okay’ and kisses the side of your head continuing to watch the show, but the conversation never leaving his mind.

The next day you were doing laundry while Ben was on set, he had another long day ahead of him so you decided to keep yourself busy. You had already been to the grocery store, taken Frankie for a walk, and even had lunch with your mother, doing laundry was the final thing on your list.

As you take the clothes out of the dryer you hear your phone ring from your bedroom, dropping the clothes in the bathroom you jog to your room so see who was calling. Y/F/N’s picture pops up and you hit ‘accept’.

“Hey Y/F/N” you say into the phone sitting on the edge of your bed.

“Y/N you’re gonna die, I just got off the phone with Lydia and she fucking trashed Ryan’s car!” Y/F/N says laughing into the phone, obviously excited to tell you about new gossip.

“No fucking way,” you say moving more onto the bed so you’re laying on your stomach, you put your phone on speaker as you scroll through Lydia’s Instagram to see that she deleted all photos of her and Ryan from her feed. The conversation goes on for about an hour, you’ve switched topics about 10 times because conversations with Y/F/N are never short. You didn’t even realize that Ben had walked in the front door, he wasn’t supposed to be home until later tonight but the director let everyone go home early. He called out your name but you didn’t hear him, as you were still talking on the phone. Ben jogs up the stairs and before he can reach for the door knob he hears you talking and he stops himself at the mention of his name.

“Hey I wanted to talk to you about something that happened last night with Ben,” you say nervously into the phone, biting your nails.

“Oh my god what happened? Did you guys break up?!” Y/F/N says frantically.

“No! We didn’t don’t worry,” you say reassuringly, “it’s just, we were watching ‘Friends’ an-” 

“Not surprised.” she says sarcastically.

“ANYWAYS,” you say rolling your eyes, ”he asked me if I had any fantasies about, you know....us in the bedroom.” 

“Ooooo I like where this is going, what did you tell him.” she sings excitedly.

“I said no because its way too embarrassing to talk about with him.” you say as you continue to bite your nails.

“So you do have fantasies then.” she said smugly.

“Well yeah, I’m sure everyone does.” you say matter-o-factly.

“I knew it!” Ben whispers to himself outside of the door.

“Well what is it? It can’t be that bad.” Y/F/N says, assuring you that its nothing to be embarrassed about.

“Well,” you pause, debating if you should even say it out loud. She’s your best friend, she wouldn’t judge you. Right? “He just looked so hot when I saw him on set last week dressed as Roger Taylor, like seeing him in that white leather vest and long blonde hair DID something to me Y/F/N.” you say seriously, thinking back to how incredibly sexy he looked that day.

Ben’s eyes widen as he hears what you just admitted, he never knew that - that costume had such an effect on you, he thinks back to that day on set and you were all over him, especially when you got home nearly breaking the bed that night.

“Wooooo! Y/N you little fox!” Y/F/N yells into the phone clapping her hands, obviously excited as she's never heard you express anything like that before.

“Stoooop!” you laugh into the phone burying your head into a pillow.

Ben smiles to himself and quietly walks down the stairs, grabs his keys and back out the front door without you noticing. Boy were you in for a treat tonight.

A few more hours goes by and you finished folding the laundry that you had left, you and Y/F/N got off the phone about an hour ago as she had to go to work for the night. You look at the time and begin to wonder where Ben was, he should’ve been home by now at least and you began to worry but then again he probably got stuck on set for reshoots and forgot to text you. You manage to get all the laundry done and as your putting new pillow cases on your pillows you hear the front door open and close. 

“Hey babe! I’m in the bedroom!” you yell as you continue with the pillows, a few seconds later you hear the bedroom door creek open, your back facing it and you hear Ben say, “perfect.” quietly. 

“What?” you say confused as you finish with the pillows, you turn around and freeze in place once you see Ben. He standing in the doorway with his arm above his head leaning against the doorframe, his other hand is resting on his hip and he is wearing his Roger Taylor costume. He’s wearing the white vest with the tassels on the sides, tight black leather pants, and wearing his long blonde wig. Your breath hitches and you don’t know what to do, or say.

“Uhhh” is all you managed to say while you looked at him shocked, your eyes scanning his toned body, bare biceps flexed, his abs peeking out from the vest.

“You like what you see there love?” he asks while smirking, taking his raised arm off the doorframe and begins to make his way towards you. 

Speechless, you are speechless. All you can do is nod your head slowly, eyes never leaving his frame.

“I thought I’d surprise you, maybe show you what its like to be a groupie for the night.” he says face right in front of yours, noses almost touching as he plays with a strand of your hair. His eyes scanning your face hoping that this is exactly what you had fantasized about.

“What do you say beautiful?” he whispers, lips almost touching yours.

“o-okay” you say stuttering, you are in such a state of shock you can’t even speak properly. Obviously either Y/F/N told him what you said today or he somehow came home and heard you, but you don't even care at this point.

“Good.” Ben (or Roger ;) ) says, he closes the gap between you two and kisses you, he cradles your head between his hands slipping his tongue in your mouth instantly, you grab onto the sides of his vest and pull him closer into you. You feel his hands leave your face and they land on the back of your thighs as he picks you up and carries you to your bed, lips never leaving yours. He lays you onto the bed, hovering above you between your legs.

“So you’re in a band huh?” you say jokingly as he kisses down your neck. 

Tonight you two were definitely going to break the bed.

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