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It's something that i wanted to share since on istagram if i dare i will be blocked so appreciate it.

Please, like this

DESTROY ME BAD

Imagine:

You and Elvis are in a bar and you just got up to take a drink, a little later a guy approches you and you start talking with him waiting for your drink to get ready, he was charming and very funny and you were laughing at his jokes, he was really a funny guy.... But... At the table there was your boyfriend,Elvis,that was not so happy with the view...

Imagine him looking at you like that and when you turn around you felt chills down your spine and you were like: "oh shi-"....

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SIR... SIR....🥵

IM NOT OKEY RIGHT NOW

Imagine

Imagine walking in the School's corridor with your best friend when your new teacher.... Appears from his class in front of you, You didn't know yet but he would be your teacher all year you didnt know back then but this would be a very long.. Long year...

Elvis x male reader!

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Elvis x male reader!

Requested: @mothshabby Warnings: fluffy, some tease, kisses So i never wrote a story with a male reader so i hope this will be good enough!

Warnings: Recieving head (m, reader), teasing, fingering,

Im sorry if i made you wait so long but im very busy and Im trying to reconnect all my things for the starting of School you know, so i won't be so Active like before but i Will try always to post so dont worry✨🦋

Well.. Here is the continue so enjoy⚡❤️

CONTINUE

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"take off your clothes honey...." he said smirking at you.

You could just blush even more, you were really in the Elvis's room with him that was now naked? Oh my god you couldn't believe it, you could faint in that moment, you continue to repeat at yourself that you were dreaming but when you felt the gentle touch of his hand on your cheek.... Oh boy you were sure as hell that, that night was real 100%.

He caressed your cheek and made you look up at him, he had a devils smirk on his face "dont worry littl' boy this night will be just for us" he said in a deep tone, his voice was very different from the show it was more dark and sexy, suddenly he was slowly spreading your legs, and his other hand was now touch your boulge that was very visible, you yelp at the sudden contact, you were unable to move but dont worry it wasn't a problem, Elvis that never took off his eyes from you just smile for your reaction, he unzip your pants and pull it out the way, he caressed your erection that was now pulsing under your underwear, it was now hurting but the feeling was something that you never experienced ....

He then pulled your face with his other hand that was on your cheek and went behind your head, pulling your hair with a little force for your head to go back and show all of your neck, he then proced to place all kisses starting from your jaw to then go down to your neck and behind your ear... "Ah !" you moan for the contact and you could feel his mouth became a smile because he just found your sensitive spot.... All the room was now filled with your little whimpers and moan, he was still playing with your erection and kissing and biting your spot.

After a while that now a wet spot was created on your underwear he took them off and you could feel the cold air that was hitting you down there, he then took of your shirt and start kissing all of your chest and stomach, you were breathing heavily, you couldn't stop you were now surre that if he want to continue like this it Will be the end of you,he moves near your ear and whisper "i Will make you feel so good now honey" chills running down your spine and you were now heating up like a vulcano.

He then brings your erection in his hand and start kissing your top, you were shocked.... But you couldn't even create a phrase in your head because the feeling that was now creating in your stomach was too much, you were now moaning and breathing faster and faster, you were disperate you needed him so bad "E-Elvis... Oh - fuc- Please..." you beg disperetaly, he know what you wanted, Before you could understand he put a finger in you "OH GOD" you scream, there was pain, you cried out a little and he moves slowly, After a while you calmed down as the pain left and become a real pleasure, youre hips were now moving against is finger, he was teasing your top and moving inside of you with his finger, after some seconds he putt Another finger in, you were sure by the sudden fiction that he was making, that you were tearing apart, you were moaning like there was no tomorrow, all your body was hot and your face was full of pleasure and lust, he was staring at your contorted face, he knew what was doing, you close your eyes feeling all the heat that was growing inside you.

After a teasing while you were now sure you were going to cum in a second, Elvis noticed your raised of voice so he just stopped the moviment, you made a disappointed noice and opened your eyes to look at him with a sad face, you wanted more, MORE OF HIM.

"w-wha-" you trying to say but he put his finger on your lips and shush you "shhh dont worry honey, Im going to take care of your" he said and in a second you were now turned with your belly faced down, your ass was near his hips, he groaned at the contact and you were now trying to move your hips in to his, he stopped you and you jump a little "not now boy, This is not the right night" he then spred your legs and brings your dick again but now it wasn't gentle as bifore he was now faster, and you were now trembling at the friction of his cold rings and hands with your dick, you were moaning very loud you were trying to cover your mouth but he Lock your hands on top of your head and continue stroking your dick, tears were falling down your cheeks your Vision was now blurry and your scream were more long and guttural.

He bite your neck and you scream at the sudden action, he was now groaning against your ear and you were now full of sensetion that you were broking apart, suddenly he took his hand away and start rubbing inside your ass, you were crying out loud and maybe someone that was passing by was now hearing your embarassing sounds, but you didn't care about that, you were in Heaven.

"P-pleas-" you didn't even finished your begging that he touch your sensitive spot, your eyes now were open tears that were running like waterfalls, your dick that was now pulsing and you sense a pre cum that was coming out "o-oh please oh fu-"you yelp you then hear Elvis say "c'mon ... Cum for me honey" and "Oohh you such a needy dont'ya?" after hearing his deep voice that was tickling your ear you then let out a last scream, you scream his name as much as you could, all your body was pulsing and trembling, you were now blind for all the tears that you made, you felt a wet sensation in front of you, you made a mess on his couch, he then pull out his finger and start kissing you gently, caressing your back and hair, he then gave you a new pair of his underwear and start cleaning you up "you did so good honey, i never found someone like you, the first time i saw you staring at me at the show i felt something y'know..." he confessed, you were now trying to understand what he was saying and at the same time trying to not faint for the heat "well...next time you know where you can find me littl' boy..."

You were now sitting in only shirt and underwear on Elvis's couch, staring at nothing trying to say something, he chuckle a bit and then pulls you in a passionate kiss.... You where now meltung at his touch, he was perfect...you then finally spoke out.... "mhh sir..." he then looks at you with big and dark eyes, adevil and creepy smirk form on his face... well you are in big trouble now boy... A second round maybe is going to start...

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O jesus i finally finished it! I hope you like the second part, i was out of ideas but i hope its still good! Im working on Another Elvis x male reader so dont worry there will be other ones!✨🦋

And jesus what a tease 🥵

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MY GOD WHAT AN ADVENTURE! ALL THOSE MIX OF EMOTIONS IN ONE MOMENT! AMAZING!! 🥵😭🦋✨❤️

I Ain't Gonna Let You Hate Me

Pairing: Vince Everett x F!Reader

Summary: You and Vince are out of town promoting his new record. After he embarrasses you in front of investors at dinner however, you storm back to your hotel room and he follows...

Warnings: NSFW (18+ only), fingering, foreplay, f!climax, some in-character aggression but things are completely consensual

A/N: For the anon who was longing for Vince Everett fics ;) This ended up being softer than I intended... not full-on smut, but hopefully it's enough to satisfy a bit of the Vince craving

"Y/N. Y/N I'm talkin' to you!" Vince shouts from down the hall. You can hear the irritation in his voice at your refusal to acknowledge his presence. Without so much as glancing sideways, you hastily unlock the door to your room, slip inside and swing it shut behind you with force. However the thunderous slam and click of the latch that you expect to hear never come.

Your breathing hitches as realization hits. You whirl around only to find that Vince has managed to catch the door and squeeze his way in just before it closed.

"Hey now, what's the big idea runnin’ off like that?!” he demands obliviously.

Your eyes widen in disbelief. "Oh no. Don't you dare turn this around on me. Not after your behavior back there!" you scold in frustration, crossing your arms and standing your ground.

"My behavior? Says the woman who’s been ignoring me like a stubborn schoolgirl as I called her name?" Vince retorts indignantly. He strides closer, bringing the two of you face to face.

You overlook the jab, knowing that engaging him will only lead to further argument. "Vince-" you scoff; voice gentler but still thoroughly disapproving. “You can't talk to people the way you just did. Especially not those trying to help further your career!”

“I can talk to them anyway I like,” Vince sneers petulantly with his nose in the air. He's always an ass, yet seems unusually hellbent on getting a rise out of you tonight. “It’s my music. My reputation. And why do you care what they think of me anyway?”

'Why do you care?' God he’s so blind! So incredibly selfish! Why on Earth do you put up with this man?! Taking a deep, calming breath, you pinch the bridge of your nose before addressing him with narrowed eyes. “Y’know Vince, if you weren't so incredibly talented, I swear- I- oh I could just hate you!"

As soon as the words leave your mouth, you realize just how long you've been repressing that sentiment, as well as just how untrue it feels. The brief silence that follows is charged with an uncertain energy as Vince considers your exclamation, studying you with more care than he's put into much of anything else this evening. You might've thought he was finally coming to his senses if it weren't for the way his eyes darken- pupils blown wide with something dangerous lurking in his gaze.

"You ain't gonna hate me," Vince declares with a cocky lilt to his already condescending tone. "I ain't gonna let you hate me." Before you even have a chance to consider addressing the audacity of his statement, Vince winds an arm around your waist, pulls you close and presses his mouth to yours. Hard.

It takes longer than it should for you to process what's happening. You've never been kissed like this before. Stern. Forceful. Dominating. It's almost as if he's sucking the air right out of your lungs. Dumbfounded, you're unable to react until he finally pulls back. And as rational thought abruptly returns, a silent fury builds in your chest. Vince isn’t one for games, but surely this is some kind of manipulation. You refuse to allow the man to treat you the way he treats everyone else; as being frivolous and expendable.

You raise your arm with the intent to slap him across the face, but Vince anticipates this and snatches your wrist within his firm grasp, unflinching as if he might've expected such a response. He knows you too well, and this only infuriates you further.

"How dare you think such cheap tactics would work with me..." Frankly you're surprised by the conviction you're able to muster in the moment, because deep down you've always envied any women he's lavished with attention; wondering what it might be like to stand in her place.

Vince seems to take your words as a challenge and promptly claims your lips once again. Only this time, his plush mouth works more meticulously in beckoning you to surrender. His tense grip softens and the kiss slows as his free hand travels from your waist, up your spine and finally around the back of your neck. Your head tilts to the side instinctively and you grip his shoulder with need, growing lightheaded. There's a curious edge to the way mouth explores yours, leading you to believe there are feelings far beyond petty frustration that have led to this moment; feelings you yourself have actively repressed. But in his haste, Vince is bringing the whole messy slew of them to the surface now. His touch is intoxicating and somewhere in the midst of your scattered thoughts and emotions, you find yourself kissing him back.

You hate him! No. You don't hate him at all. But by god, you resent the way he makes you feel- the way you've secretly craved him since the moment you met- the way you've refused to indulge in your silly infatuation- knowing his impulsive and reckless behavior doesn't bode well for any kind of steady relationship. And yet... his warm, strong fingers send shivers of adrenaline coursing through your body. His fresh, masculine scent invades your nostrils like a drug and you feel yourself melt into his embrace completely and wholeheartedly. There’s a tenderness that arises amidst the chaotic eagerness of moments ago. Even then, you're unprepared for the soft, slightly dazed expression upon Vince's face as the two of you reluctantly part.

"That ain't tactics honey," he exhales raggedly with a victorious twinkle in his eye. "That's just the beast in me..."

Oh, you want so badly to despise him! But the way his voice reverberates through your soul, his warm breath dances over your skin and his wanting mouth hovers just inches from yours erase any chance of you fighting against your baser desires. Surely you intend to push him away, make some snappy reply and send him packing... but it would all just be for show. That isn't what you really want at all. And the way his hungry eyes linger on your mouth sends a shudder of pure lust straight to your core.

As if being drawn forward by a magnetic force, you lean in closer until your lips are just barely grazing his. And for a moment the two of you remain like that- just breathing one another in- each of you daring the other to make the next move.

Naturally, Vince grows impatient first. He guides you backward and just a few steps later you find yourself pinned against the wall- every inch of his entire body pressed up against you. The man before you smirks playfully, clearly relishing being in a position of power as you gasp lightly from the impact. In all your life you’ve never been in such intimate proximity to another human being, and it's impossible not to notice his growing arousal. Chewing at your bottom lip, you sigh wantonly. “Vince…”

His face lights up at the way you utter his name in a lovesick stupor. “I knew you wanted this as badly as I did," he declares smugly, brushing a strand of rogue hair behind your ear. “You could’ve just said so, ya know...”

Shut up and kiss me! you think, refusing to give him the satisfaction of speaking the words aloud. Sliding your hands between your bodies, you grasp his collar and pull his face down into you with enthusiasm. Your eager mouths slot against one another with determination. It feels as if Vince wants to devour you, and against your better judgement, you're more than willing to let him do just that. His tongue slips into your mouth and the kiss deepens as he swallows your helpless whines. The mood shifts into something decidedly more sensual as his hands begin exploring the expanse of your body. His deft fingers caress your hips, squeeze your waist, trace the outer curve of your breasts, brush over your shoulders and slide down your arms. Every inch of you is electrified in his wake.

"You look sexy tonight doll," Vince murmurs against your skin as he breaks away from your mouth and lavishes your neck with attention. His teeth graze your collarbone, each little pinch of his love bites followed by the sultry sweep of his hot tongue.

A gentleman would never touch you like this. And you suppose that's exactly why you're attracted to Vince. He's makes no attempt to stand on ceremony, or deprive himself of what he wants in the moment. What he lacks in tact, he more than makes up for in forthrightness, which is how you know this sudden display of affection is genuine.

"You must've read my mind when you wore this dress," Vince remarks softly as he slides the strap off your shoulder and kisses the bare skin beneath.

Heart thundering in your chest, your entire body shudders in reaction to his touch as he glances up at you with deceptive innocence from beneath those thick black lashes. His hips roll into you slightly, the friction causing an undeniable heat to pool between your legs. It's completely irrational- maddening even- how utterly consumed you are already. Just a few minutes ago you couldn't stand the sight of him, and now? Now you can't bring yourself to deny him. Not when he makes you feel more alive than ever before.

His fingers dance down your arm and over your hips until he finally reaches the hem of your dress. You feel your breath catch in your throat as he toys with the edge of the thin fabric. My god, is this really happening? you wonder, eyes blown wide. But like with anything else, Vince doesn't keep you waiting.

A contemplative hum rumbles in his chest as his hand ventures beneath your skirt. The heat of his warm palm is like fire against the touch-starved flesh of your thigh. He rubs small circles into your soft skin and then follows the curve of your backside, squeezing as he explores your body for the first time.

"Vince..." you sigh yearningly, unable to formulate much of anything beyond the thought of how good it feels as he touches you.

"Mmmm, I like it when you say my name, doll," he confesses into the crook of your neck. "Do it again..." he urges as his fingers trace the line of your panties from back to front.

When you don't respond right away, he decides to tempt you with actions instead, letting his hand brush lightly over your warm mound.

"Vince!" you cry out shrilly, gripping his shoulders tight.

A mischievous smirk pulls at the corner of his mouth as he presses your squirming body into the wall in a silent reminder to remain still. "That's it baby. You just keep sayin' my name. It sounds so nice comin' from that pretty mouth of yours."

He leans in to kiss you and your hands run up his neck and splay into his thick, black hair, holding him as close as you can possibly manage. The rich, smoldering musk of his cologne lingers in your nostrils like the remnants of a dream. And if this is indeed a dream, you never want to wake again.

In your dazed state, you don't notice Vince pushing aside the last remaining barrier between your bodies until his thick fingers make direct contact with your wet folds, sliding back and forth with a surprising amount of restraint. Nevertheless, you gasp at his ministrations, breaking the kiss in desperate need of breath.

Vince feels your body tense beneath his grip. "Just relax, baby girl. I've gotcha."

He rubs small circles into the apex of your slit, coaxing a string of sharp, involuntary noises from your lips. And when two thick digits finally do slide into your wet heat, your head falls back against the wall in complete and utter submission.

"Vi-iince..." you moan incoherently, gripping tufts of his hair in your hands, desperate to find purchase as he presses in and out of your tight channel, building a slow rhythm.

"Oh, darlin'. So eager... it's like you were made for this," he praises as his fingers curve and stroke your inner walls.

Your muscles tighten and twitch in delight, and it feels like you're slowly being led to the edge of a cliff. As if reading your mind, Vince picks up the pace, thrusting his fingers in and out of you with more force as his thumb masterfully caresses the outer crest of your folds.

"I can feel you fallin', baby," he groans with a dark, smug edge to his tone; clearly delighted by the effect he's having on you.

Breathing ragged, goosebumps on your arms, you can sense yourself on the precipice. Vince leans in close to your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin which is now dampened with light perspiration.

"Let go, Y/N." The gentleness of his command in no way lessens the boldness behind his words. "Let go and say my name, doll."

A couple strategic motions of his fingers is all it takes to send you flying over the edge.

"Vince!" you cry out in total bliss, clutching him as if you might somehow float away into another plane of existence.

"Mmmm..." he grinds into you and peppers kisses along your jawline as your insides flutter and convulse erratically through your orgasm.

This is heaven. And who would've thought Vince Everett would be the one to lead you there.

You aren't sure exactly how long you're lost in the warm, tingling aftermath of your climax. It's not until Vince tilts your chin up to meet his gaze that you finally regain any semblance of rational thought. And even then, all you notice is how he’s even more handsome with his jacket wrinkled and hair slightly mussed.

"D'ya still hate me?" he asks, the wry glimmer of a challenge lingering behind his lustful eyes.

Damn him.

“Not so long as you finish what you started..." you reply, chewing on your bottom lip flirtatiously.

His face lights up with newfound purpose as Vince pulls you toward the bed.

Hi my friend 🦆

Honey! How are you? ✨✨❤️❤️