Tension, tension

                                    

                                          
Avoiding Roger hasnt been easy. I constantly have to try and not look him dead in the eye and just stare at his beauty.
I cant.
I can tell he was suffering himself.
Rogers pov:
God, I cant stop thinking about her. And just looking at her perfect figure. Shes so damn beautifal. No wonder I cant control myself infront of her.
One incident:
Walking down the studio hallway i saw Roger walking in my direction. Stopping just infront of each other I saw his eyes grow wide.
He started to stutter.
"H-hey Em. Uh- I- I- I was going in ther- I mean the stud- You know where gulp where you goin'?" He breathed in between sentences and fidgetted a lot with his fingers.
He scratched his neck at times and I could tell he was hella nervous.
"Oh well, yea. You okay?" I asked.
He kept stuttering and i thought he had an illness at one moment. 
To calm him down I took a step forwards, my palm gently on his cheek, kissing him. I immediately felt his body stop shaking and relax. Every muscle.
I pulled away with a comforting smile and a walk inside the studio, leaving Rog completely dumbfounded.
Present:
I wa behind the barn at Ridge farm just relaxing in the worm air and nature.
Rog came out of nowhere towards me.
He put his hands against the barn behind me staring at me. He caught me of guard as I naturally wrapped my arms around waist staring back at him. Finally i kiss him with passion, messing with the button up blue shirt hes wearing. We kept making out as he wrapped his strong arms around my body, one around my back and the other on the small of my waist. Weaving my hands in his hair, the berret he was wearing fell of his head as we made out hungrily.
"Your amazing at this. God.." I mumbled in between kisses. He was, really. He pushed his tongue past my lips finally since I was doing a good job preventing him from it. I did the same as we pulled away just and inch staring at each others eyes and lips. His were swollen but so good to kiss. With my hands on the back of his head i pulled him into another kiss. French kissing he backed up a bit with me in his arms. I was walking but barely. 
We fell on the grass, him underneath me as i blocked his hips with my legs. His one leg was bent. 
We kept kissing as his hands roamed my body landing on my hips at one point and squeezing them. 
"Mhm. Thats what I call nature sex." 
We heard Freddie say as we pulled away but Roger had a much more extreme reaction. Hie sat up quickly making me fall back.
"Oof!" I said as I hit my back.
"Sorry! You okay?" He asked picking me up by my hands as I nodded, my hands on his chest gently. He kissed my head softly making me feel much better since it kind of hurt.
"AWWW YOU GUYS. STOPP." Freddie said with a hand wave going back inside the studio. Brian and Deaky were standing there aswell.
"We will give you privacy." Bri said kindly as the both of them dipped.
"Sorry Rog. I feel so foolish." I said my face nuzzled in his sweet neck.
"Dont be. I just, really wanted to kiss you. I wanted to get pass through the nervousness i get everytime i see you. You make me feel that way." He said his thumb and index finger lifting my chin up to meet his face.
"Well, I love you too." I said kissing him quickly and pulling away.
"Aw, I love you." He hugged me. I tightly held him smiling to myself.