Austin,Elvis X Reader!

Austin,Elvis x reader!

𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆: you have some insecurities after some "fan" girls trying to put you down in front of Elvis, he's just a lovely boy and trying to comfort you with all is love,

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: fluffy, a lot of love, self-Insecurities, insults.

This is my first story, if there are any grammatical errors please let me know, there will be other stories in the future and who knows if they will be more spicy than this✨🌶️

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You were in your apartment eating, You didn't seems so happy, maybe because when that evening you were out for shopping you You met some girls who followed you all the way you did, at first they were not so obvious, then they started throwing things at you and started looking like bullies from School, laughing and started talking bad and untrue things that were Visibly fake, all of This behind your back, literally.

At some point, you turned around and tried to always ask in a polite tone, even if you didn't know how to mantain your nerves calm, what had gone through they're head, they laughed and did nothing else. After a while then they walked away.

After going out with Elvis one day you were shocked by the crowd that every seconds stopped the two of you from going in a restaurant or in Another place that possibly was dedicated to a date, You Remembered that in that crowd were only fan girls.... Hysterical girls screaming and rattling in the presence of your boyfriend, except for some, 4 of them, the same ones you met today, were much calmer and after approaching Elvis you could feel eyes fixed on you, you tried not to get caught up in anxiety, you knew that it could be normal for someone to be jealous of the relationship you had with Elvis, but sometimes it was difficult not being able to destroy your bad feeling and your insicurities.

They were all around him, all 4, he was just happy like every day that he Meet new fans, he didn't think anything bad, he was just so glad with his fans that they were supporting him.

You started hear that they were "joking" about you, like how could he be with such a witch, fatty and you better be at home rather than walk down the Street with that kind of clothes, something like that. Elvis was in front of them sign autograph and when they were talking about you he would just staring at them with a fake smile, you could sense that he was tense about that comments, after a few minutes he bite his bottom lip and tried to act in a polite way, like always, at some point he could see you standing there behind the crowd, behind him that you were uncomfortable, and after all the kind of comments that they could tell he snapoed out:"listen here... If you have problem with my girl you have to say that, i dont want trouble, i dont know why you act like that but Im sure as hell that all of you are ridiculous, i dont Wanna hear another comment from your fucking mouth or else dont ever show up in front of my face again" he said in a calm tone but that could leave a sign on that girl's faces, and then he walked off from the crowd, you Heard everything and you didn't know how to react because he never did something like This in front of his fans. He took your hand and took you inside the restaurant, at one point he took your chin with his fingers to make you look into his eyes, and you could just let out a little gasp from the sudden contact.

You're faces were just 2 inches away from eachother, you could feel his Ocean blue eyes peering at you from top to bottom.

You felt butterflyes in your stomach.... You were on fire in that moment... And then he spoke:" darlin, i would never leave you, for no one!

You are the love of my life and will always be, i love you so much" he didn't even let you make a word that his lips were crushing in yours in a second, in a passionate kiss...his lips that were dancing with yours... you were happy, really happy... But in a little part of your dark mind you you felt something that would ruin you slowly...

You knew that Elvis loved you and you know that he didn't care about anybody else, he loved the way you looked the way you always treated him, he was so in love with you, but even after that fabulous day that he showed you who he really love, you could still feel that strange feeling in your stomach.

The words that every obsessed and jealous girl were always saying were now stuck in your little head.

"you are trash" "why he choose me? " "why me?" "am i ugly?" "He doesn't need me"

After that day with him, you always had unexpected "visits" from unwanted fan girls, who always tried to knock you down even with a Look.

So you were sitting In the kitchen and you were just feeling sick again and again. You didn't finish your plate, so you put it in the fridge and walked away from there and went in the bedroom, You felt your stomach burn and felt tears fall down your cheeks, you werent sure if you were sick for real or what.

You always loved Elvis but day by day, the time that passed all the things that you were hide,really destroyed you, You didn't want to make Elvis weigh this, you knew that he already had his problems to deal with for new songs and with the colonel, he never had a free moment, even if every time you saw him he showed you that he was you were always the first choice, the light of his life, he gave you everything you dreamed of, even if you knew that you didn't want to be annoying.

After a while you fell asleep, you tears were now Dry, and your pillow was a waterpool for how much you cried. You got up and all of a sudden you felt someone grabbing your shoulder "Aaahh!" you jumped out the bed and turn around immediatly just to see a tall figure with balck hair and a sad smile on his face.

"Elvis you scared me! Jeez... So how was work?" you said trying to sound normale as possible, but you failed, he know you too well to not notice your visible tears on your cheeks. "hey darlin... Are you alright? If you have something in mind you can te-" you stopped him "no no Elvis ehy its totally fine, i was just tired that's all" you said trying to put on a fake smile on your face "honey..." he said and slowly put both hands on your cheeks "honey i know something is on your mind, please tell me, Im so sorry i couldn't be home soneer, but now Im here, with you only you and me" he said trying to comfort you, but you didn't know how to tell him without sounding paranoid, and finally after staring back at him for.... You dont know how much, and he was just caressing your cheeks with his thumbs waiting for you to open up.

"i-i.... Elvis i.... I-i dont know Elvis.... Im afraid..." your voice was little and you were trembling he grab with one hand your waist and the other remain on your face "no no darlin hey look at me....why you're afraid?" he said in a gentle tone with his deep voice that could make you melt in any second, you take a deep breath and take all out "Elvis Im sorry, Im so sorry but.... I-Im afraid... That... You will choose someone else because you-you know there are other girls that-" he didn't let you finish "ehy ehy stop! Dont say such a stupid thing like that, i love you okey? You are thinking about that stupid girls dont you?....from the other day...?" he questioned and you nodded back "I fall in love with you for the first time that i put eyes on you, i love you and i would never leave you for someone like that okey? You have always been close to me in my time of need, you have always supported me from the beginning and I could not be happier than that, I thank you for everything darlin, you dont have to worry about anything because i will always love you, okey?"after that you didn't know what to say, you were full of Joy and love, you never realized how much you were lucky to have a man like him, youre eyes were expressing feelings that you couldn't understand, but you were finally happy again.

Then he gently pull you in a passionate kiss, youre body couldn't pull away, you don't want to tho, and the same thing him, you searched for each other in every breath you took, squeezed you closer and closer to him, you put your hand in his dark and now Messy hair... "i love you" he said with a huge grin, his face was full of passion, "i love you too" you said back with a big and shy smile...

You couldn't be so happy, you were so lucky.

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Finally i finished it! I hope you like it, i Will write more in the future so stay tuned!🍭

Oh i forgot, if you write me something on the comments i dont know why but i cant respond so i Will put only a like, Im sorry for This but i dont know why its happening,i want just to warn so have a great day/night✨⚡🔥❤️

On my way to see Elvis for the 8th time like:

Good morning everybody!⚡

Today i Will write a new little story, maybe it'll be like the first One, so stay tuned and i Will post it In the evening! ✨

I-i..... I need air...

Payback

Austin!Elvis x fem!reader

Summary: You and Elvis despise one another, and when you get the opportunity to embarrass him during a business meeting, you can't help but take it.

Warnings: everything- smut, swearing, oral (m. recieving), 18+ only plz

word count: 2k

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“Are you fucking kidding me right now” Elvis screamed at you as he paced around his hotel room at the International. “Fuck, Elvis what do you want me to say! I’m looking at your accounts and the money that’s coming in can’t compensate for how much you’re all spending” you reply. 

Elvis had hired you as his financial advisor a few months ago, and you worked tirelessly to clean up the financial mess he and his family had gotten themselves in. You and Elvis had come to despise each other- he was a stubborn asshole that wouldn’t follow the budgets you set for him, and you were sick of having to deal with a hillbilly with a god complex. 

Today you woke up to a beautiful charge on his account for a new carpet on his plane, but of course, Mr.Presley is always right. “Jesus woman what do you want from me” he exclaimed, slamming his drink on his large oak desk and sitting down behind it. You walk up to his desk and slam the bills down on it “why did you hire me in the first place then huh? If you had no intention of following a single fucking thing I say”. You say, shoving the papers in his direction. He picks them up and looks at them, rubbing his temples as he sighs, defeated. “Fuck look I'll talk to Jimmy about this ok?” You take a deep breath, lifting his drink from the table and taking a long drink from it. You feel his eyes on you as you drink the amber liquid, enjoying the burn as it goes down your throat, leaving your insides warm. “I’m on your side here Elvis” you explain, putting the drink down. “If you don’t listen to me, the only person you’re hurting is yourself”.

He gets up from his desk and walks slowly around to you. His eyes are burning into yours as he makes his way around to you, standing so close you can smell his cologne. You feel your heart beat out of your chest, doing everything in your power to be calm. You hate this man, why is your body betraying you? He lowers his mouth down to your ear, feeling his lips brush your skin, and he whispers “you sure think mighty highly of yourself don’t ya darlin'?” You feel your blood boil as you step closer to him, bringing your lips so close to his that you can feel his breath on you. looking him directly in his eyes you smirk, whispering “you may sing pretty Mr.Presley, but you don’t know the first thing about economics- and your bank statements show it”. He sneers at you and you step away from him, going back to his desk to collect the statements.

He comes around and sits on his chair again. He goes to pick up one of the statements, sitting back with it in his hand, taking a big swig of his drink as he looks at you with a defying smirk. “Give it” you say harshly, stretching out your hand. “No” he says, feigning boredom as pretends to read over the statement. You roll your eyes and walk around his desk to pull the paper from his hand “can you stop acting like a five year old for two seconds?” You sigh exasperated as you two both grip the piece of paper back and forth. The battle goes on for a while until he pulls too hard and causes you to drop all of your papers on the floor, falling all around and under his desk. He has the audacity to sit there in his chair with a smug expression as you crawl around picking up the papers. “I fucking hate you” you mumble as you get them all. “The feeling is mutual sweetheart” he says between sips of his drink. 

You are about to reach for the last paper that was under his desk as you hear the door-handle turning to his room. He turns his chair to you and whispers “get up”. You crawl deeper into his desk and whisper back “I can’t what if they see me getting up from under your desk”. He’s about to bite back when the you hear his door opening and hear voices. Elvis sits further down on his chair, “come on in and have a seat gentlemen” you hear him say. The only voice you recognize is the colonels, and after listening to the conversation go on for a minute, you realize it’s just a boring meeting between them and the hotel owners. 

At least 10 minutes have passed and your legs are getting numb from having them tucked under you. Elvis of course has both of his legs comfortably spread out, leaving you no room to move around. You harshly push one of his legs away from you to allow more space for you to stretch your legs, but in turn he returns the favor by giving you a light kick, spreading his legs again. Against your better judgement you decide to crawl to the center of the desk, as its the only place you can have some space. You stupidly didn’t consider that this new position would have you staring straight at his crotch- too late now. You can still hear their conversation going on, and it doesn’t seem like its gonna end anytime soon. Elvis noticed your change of position, and decides to piss you off by scooting his chair closer into the desk, once again leaving you with no space. You have each one of his thighs on either side of you, and you have a perfect view of his member straining against his pants. You could see the outline of his dick, and you couldn’t help but notice that it looked gigantic. 

In that moment you had an idea. Never in hell would you actually put your mouth on him, but it would be fun to tease and distract the “king” during his business meeting with his employers. You repositioned yourself so that you were closer to him, and lightly traced your finger from his calf, all the way up to his inner thigh. You heard him stumble over his words, and smirked to yourself- its working. You laid your cheek on one of his thighs, lightly rubbing up and down on it, while still tracing patters on his other thigh. He opened legs a little bit more, and you looked forward to the outline of his cock, bigger and harder than a few minutes ago. You smirked to yourself as you lifted your finger to trace the outline, and you felt heat rush to your core, cursing yourself for letting this have an effect on you. You’re just teasing him, embarrassing him as payback. Nothing more. You traced him with more confidence now, using your full hand to rub at his length. You felt him cover up a moan with a cough, and smirked, bringing your lips to his covered length and peppering it with kisses. You rub your thighs together trying to release some pressure, and you find yourself needing to be closer to him. You rub your face confidently on his crotch, loving the feel of his leather pants on your skin. 

You promise yourself that you’re not actually gonna touch him, just leave him a horny mess. His voice still sounds way too stable, so you reach up and undo his zipper. He then lightly lifts his butt up from the chair, pretending to show the men some papers, allowing you time to pull his pants down. Poor thing he actually thinks he’s gonna get sucked. 

He sits back down and you go back to work, rubbing him through his boxers. You bring your face close to him, peppering kisses on his dick and fondling his balls. You take a big whiff of his covered dick and you’re intoxicated with the smell of him. There’s a wet spot on his covered tip and you lick it. You’re not thinking clearly anymore when you reach in and pull his dick and his balls out of his boxers. He’s so big it slaps you in the face. You remind yourself that this has gone much further than you intended, but you don’t care when you have such a perfect cock mere inches away from your mouth. His dick is red and veiny and so very hard. You take his head in your mouth and have to stop yourself from moaning. He tastes so good and stretches your mouth out so nice. You take him further into your mouth, sucking him harshly as you go down. You hear his speech becoming more breathy and disoriented the more you suck, but in all honestly you hoped he wouldn’t stop you from what you were doing. You were enjoying yourself far too much. You resist the urge to touch yourself, knowing you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from moaning. 

You decide to give his cock a break and move onto his balls, you spit on your hand and jerk him off as you alternate between sucking his balls into your mouth. They feel so pillowy and soft, you couldn’t wait to drain them and feel his babies down your throat. You continue sucking him, loving the smell of his junk as your face presses into his pubic bone. After a few minutes of making love to his balls you pop them out of your mouth to give his dick some much needed attention. You feel his hand sneak under the desk twisting in your hair, silently begging you to go deeper. You could never deny him, so you relax your throat and take him all the way down. That’s where you stay for a while, savoring the feeling of his head kissing your throat. You hear a man ask Elvis if he’s okay, and he tells the men that he is feeling under the weather and that he would like to reschedule the meeting. You only take that as encouragement rub your face on him, and then back off a bit to go back to bopping up and down. You suck him like your life depended on it, never wanting this to end but also desperately needing his cum. You lift your hand to fondle his balls, and suck him harder and faster than ever, feeling him tense up. You then bring his head to your tongue, wanting to taste all of him. You feel the first rope of cum hit your tongue and you can’t hold back your moan. He tastes so good and you know you’re addicted. You swallow it and feel him slide down your throat, only to be met with more and more ropes of cum, feeling his balls get lighter by the second. After what seems like minutes of nonstop cum-shots, he finally removes himself from your mouth, pushing his chair back to look at you- apparently the men had left. 

You look at him through your eyelashes and open up your mouth, showing him all his milk that was still in there. You slosh it around, gargle it, and try to blow a bubble with it. Some drips on your chin but you pick it up and shove it back in your mouth. He looks at you through hooded eyes and says “for someone who seems to hate me you’re sure havin’ a lot of fun with my cum aren’t ya mama”. You nod as you finally swallow it, loudly moaning as it goes down your throat- feeling full with his babies in your tummy. He sneers as he lifts you off the floor and places you on his lap. “You think this is funny whore? Suckin’ my soul like that while I’m in a business meetin’, tryna make a fool out of me”. You lick your lips and look at him innocently “I have no idea what you’re talking about”. He laughs darkly as he grabs you by your hair, lifting you off of him and slamming you down on the desk. He lowers himself down so he’s flush against your back, whispering against your ear “you knew exactly what you were doing you little cockslut, and now you’re gonna pay”.

"I-im....oh god...."

40' Elvis Exists:

Me:.... D-Daddy?...

"SIR.... SIR... PLEASE"

I need air🥵

I forgot how to walk🤰