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I cant describe how freaking heartbroken I am…
I think it’s incredible though that she got to see Austin represent her father, and win major awards for his work. She was an incredible person. She will be terribly missed.
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”.
Austin, Elvis x reader!
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: Elvis being in a bad mood for the colonel, Apology, cuddle, love
𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆: You just got up, the morning was long, Elvis was still sleeping, when you start having breakfast he wakes up but he got up badly, he start to respond badly, you understand that it was not his day and you decide to go out to let him calm down, when you got home he try to be forgiven, as only he can do.
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You could feel the wind slowly caressing your face, it was 7:30 am, you raise your head from the pillow to look around, seeing the sun that was hitting in your face, the heat that you feel everytime you wake up was something that you liked since you were a little baby, you turned to your right noticing that Elvis was sleeping peacefully.
You decide to get up, you went to the bathroom and started washing your face and teeth, after the cold water hit your face you wake yourself up immediatly, you then walk out the bathroom and notice that Elvis didn't even flinch, he was sleeping like a rock, it was strange because Sometimes when you got up, the noise could wake him up, he had always had a light sleep, only when he arrived home late that he arrived with sweat flowed on his forehead could sleep until the next day, but today it seemed strange to you.
You brush it off because maybe he was really tired, you walk out the room and went in the kitchen to eat something.
You switch the fire on, taken a pan and put eggs to cook, after a while you hear footsteps approaching, you turn around and see Elvis come out from behind the door, he had just got up, his hair was all messy, you chuckle a bit for his sleepy face "good morning Love!" you said with a big smile on your face, he didn't respond, This makes you a little sad, but you continue asking him "so.. You want some eggs? Just to start the morning in a energic way?" you said joking around.
Nothing... He didn't even look at you in the eyes, didn't kiss you once, it was strange so you faced him again, in the same time he sit in the chair and put his hands on his face, he let out a groan.
The eggs were cooked and you put it in the plates, and put his one in front of him "well i hope you like it, if you want some coffe just tell me i- " he didn't let you finish that "i dont need anything" he said with a cold and angry tone, youre face went pile, you dont know why he was like this, like in the morning, you didn't even start to talk about the day, he was just pissed with you for just no reason.
You felt a little out of the world in that moment you didn't know what to do so you thought that maybe he woke up in a bad mood, so you try to "enjoy" your breakfast as much as you could because you could feel the pressure that was starting to grow in the room, you felt a little uncomfortable, but It was only a matter of minutes... Right?
You looked at him and he was eating slowly like he was in a sort of trans, maybe he was still asleep, but why then he woke up if he was still tired? you couldn't think about any questionable reason of his attitude, so you just staring a little at him trying to study every moviments, you feel bad because if something bothered him you wanted to help.
At some point he looked at you in the eye and open a little his mouth just like he was saying something, but then he brush it off and continue to eat his eggs, his eyes left yours and you were a little worried at this point.
"Elvis.... Are you okey love?" you asked "yes" he said hitting you with his freeze tone "are you sure because it looks like you had something on your mind? If anything bother you just tell me and i wil-" he cut you off like "I said i don't need anything, just stop being so clingy" he said while stare at the plate of his eggs, you went white, his reaction makes you freeze on the spot, you know that something could have happened at work that maybe made him so angry that he even got it the next day, but you didn't think he could get angry with you.
You stare at him for a little and then got up from your chiar, you didn't even clean up the plate and the pan, you just didn't care, walk in to your room and took a jacket and you made your way to the front door.
You didn't want to leave him like that, But you know it was right that way, he would calm down on his own and then you would quietly return to your routine, so you were there to open the door when you saw his shadow that was quickly walking towards you, you turn yourself to see Elvis in front of you "w-where are you going?" he said and you could see that he was breathing faster "Elvis dont worry i Will come back just try to relax okey? I dont know whats bothering you but i can feel that is something important, and if you dont want to tell me is fine really but, i cant see you like that and you know, i don't deserve this attitude like is the first thing in the morning..." you said letting out what you felt before, you continue "now try to do something for that attitude okey?" you kiss his cheek and left the house, you left him there standing like a scared deer for the light of a car.
After a while you were walking down the street trying not to cry, you felt a little bad for how you treat him but you couldn't stand that bad mood anymore, so you were walking and wipe away the tears that were forming in your eyes, then you stop in front of a diner, you decide that was time to eat something, because from the breakfast you "had" at home you didn't eat much, so you want to bring something light just to full your stomach a little so you can feel better after.
You enter the diner, you sit down and ordered a milkshake, after 5 minutes your drink arrived and you started drinking, you were always thinking about how Elvis was feeling right now, you knew that after a while the fire will shut down alone but you were feeling bad for before.
You're head was full with million of thoughts like why would he be such un ass for nothing you know that everything that can get on your mind you two were always there for eachother, you didn't understand why he was like that... But maybe you have some ideas, obviously that you didn't like but well.. You cant do nothing about that
After you finished your milkshake you then thank the bartender and walk out the diner, you were still walking down the street and start get really annoyed, for pass the time you start sing and whistle "moody blue", singing that Song make you happy but at the same time melancholic... You want to get back, but you resist the urge and kept walking.
After an hour that you were walking alone in the city, you decide it was time to go finally home, you hope that maybe the mood will be different now.
After you return home you opened the door and walk inside. You didn't see Elvis in the livingroom so you were thinking that maybe he was out, but after 5 seconds you feel the touch of his hand on your shoulder, and a very big hug from behind, you let out a gasp for the sudden contact and then you felt a kiss on your neck, you turn slowly around to see his face placed between your shoulder and neck and a big smile that was forming on his lips.
"ehy y/n... I miss you..." he said caressing your stomach, "mh... You did?" you respond like you were still angry at him "yeah.. And.." he then left you and walk in front of you and his smile left his lips and a serious face take the place "I-im so sorry for before....Really... I was just i-i was just" he didn't know how to express the heavy feeling that he had from this morning, his stomach was turning upside down for the anxiety, you let out a big sigh and finally talk "Elvis listen, if you dont want to talk about what is wrong because maybe is something so big and strange that maybe you dont want to talk with me or maybe because you dont think im enough for help you, just tell me you dont wan-" he didn't let you finish the sentece that he start again" NO! No-no is not that y/n really! Is just... The colonel... You know, he t-talk about how our relationship is going and that i have to left you because my fucking carrier is going to die and other bullshit! I just dont! *sigh* i just I FUCKING LOVE YOU! And Im so sorry that i make you sad before i didn't mean it, i was just so pissed with him that my entire mood make me act like an idiot.... Im so sorry... And you know what he's saying doesn't mean anything to me.... Really! I would never leave you behind just for my carrear... You are my everything! You are my world! Im so sorry y/n... Forgiven me please.. " he finally let out everything that he had in his stomach and now he felt very reliefe, but he didn't want to upset you anymore, he knows that he make you sad and would do everything he can to make you happy again.
You stare at him in his blue ice eyes and feel a tear falling down you cheek, your cheeks becoming red and you lungs went out of hair... "No no! Dont cry please! I-Im so sorry i-" he was saying but you finally pull him in a passionate kiss, your lips were crushing together in a dance of love and lust...
Your hands were touch ing every part of your bodys, You let go just to get air, your eyes meet again and you were sure that you saw a sparkle in his, you spoke "Elvis you dont have to say sorry, i know how stressfull can be your work and your life, and you know what i think about the colonel, and i know for sure what you want and what you feel, for this reason i left you calm down because i know that you didn't mean all of that, obviously you took me off guard this morning but it doesn't matter... Really... I love you Elvis.... And i know you love me... That is the only thing that matter to me.... " his left hand on your hips and his right on your neck and with his thumb that was caressing it he than spoke " i love you so much...i would die without you, really, you know me so well i would never change anything of what we have for just some stupid fucking clown..." he said and put his head between your neck, you then let out a little gasp and you could feel his lips turning in a grin.
"next time you can punch me if i behave like that again" he joke and you laugh a bit "i would do that for free" you said back with a grin on your face and he than lift his head up and look at you with a shocked face "ehy! Youre evil!" he joke around with a little chuckle, and you look at him in the eyes and with a huge grin said "yeah... Im your devil in disguise" and kiss him on the lips "i love you my little cute devil" he chuckle and hug you tight "i love you too my love...."
He was the right one, the only one that you could ever love, you know him well enough and you would never change anything, you were his obsession, he was always there for you, he love you and won't never leave your side.
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Finally Another one! I love how it turned out i hope you like it too, tell me if something bothers you so... anyway i hope you have a great day!
See ya guys! ❤️⚡
Oh my god thats so good i just-Im crying🥺✨
But my god... 🤤
Break me😩
Just Waiting
Elvis x brat!reader
Warnings: smut (bye-bye minors), dacryphilia if you squint, spanking (a lot of it), Jealousy, implied age gap, dom/sub dynamic, Bulging. If I missed anything lmk.
SDE OWNS MY ASS
Word count: 1.8k
“You here all by yourself?” the concentration I’d had on my glass of ice water, is broken. I look up to see a waiter not much older than myself offering me a smile.
“I guess you could say that,” I pause. “I’m waiting for someone.” Which wasn’t a lie, I’d been waiting for my boyfriend, Elvis, to finish his performance. Which despite being one of the most amazing things you’ve ever witnessed, was growing to be mundane. Every day I sat in the same booth, in the same row, in the same hotel, ordered the same meal (which was my choice, so there’s really no room to complain there), and watched as women fawned over my boyfriend. Sometimes, if I was lucky enough to watch him stick his tongue down their throats. The only thing new was this waiter.
“Well, if you asked me there’s no reason why a pretty lady such as yourself, should be left waiting.” He says topping off my glass of water.
“Can’t say I disagree with you,” I glance at his nametag. “Tony.”
“M-my shift ends, when the show does, and it’s gonna wrap up soon.” I look up at the stage, making eye contact with a not-so-pleased Elvis, who is making his closing remarks. “We can grab a drink if you’d like, it might cheer you up a bit.”
I open my mouth to respond, but I’m interrupted by the frightened look on the boy’s face. I briefly whip my head around, to see Elvis, dripping with sweat, making his way to my table. “ Don’t stress yourself out worrying about that old man,” I say turning back to face Tony, who’s already beginning to make his way out of the situation.
“What exactly, do y’think your doing little lady?” I feel my boyfriend’s tight grip on my waist.
“Trying to get a drink,” I state trying to wiggle my way out of his grip. “Without you.” I finish, crossing my arms and giving up on flailing out of his hands in the process.
I hear him sigh “I take my eyes off of you, for what, an hour or so?” I feel his grip tighten around my waist. “And you start flirting with the first boy you see.”
“I wasn’t flirting, I didn’t realize I wasn’t allowed to talk to boys my age.” And with that he picked me up, and threw me over his shoulder, slapping my ass in the process. “You’re sweaty and gross, put me down” I half-assed protested, not really wanting to walk.
Continua a leggere
~can't help falling in love~
omg i was gonna send a request in but almost forgot to ask if u are taking request, are u taking requests?
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Yeah yeah of course honey! You can ask all you want! Dont worry! ❤️⚡
i really hope u do male reader as well because i really wanna request elvis presley x male reader where elvis sees reader and his awakening starts immediately, and he cant help but try to get u in private to admit
THANK YOU and still even if u dont do this, thank you 🙏🙏🙏
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Hi! Of course i can! I never done one before but i Will try it! And Im sorry but im stupid asf what do you mean by "his awakening start immediately" Im sorry! 😭❤️🌼
So cute jesus! 😩😭
Elvis reaction to his daughters first period ?? 😂
I feel like he would be ALL over the place
A/N: I am imagining that this happened whenever you were out of the house.
Elvis was hanging up a few of his suits when he heard a scream from the bathroom. He immediately dropped the hangers and ran to the door, “Charlotte? Lottie, you alright? What’s going on honey?” He was in absolute panic. “I’m bleeding! I’m bleeding! It’s in my panties dad!” Lottie wailed out.
Elvis’s stomach began to turn, “What the-“ Surely it couldn’t be happening now, he didn’t know what to do! “Hold on! I am gonna help!” He said, rushing down the stairs and into your shared bathroom. He grabbed everything that he thought was feminine product and raced back up the stairs, “Lottie, here.” He tossed the items in quickly through the crack of the door
Edit 2
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
“daddy can you please pass the salt” with Elvis and ur dad LMFAOOOO
OMG YES!😂😳 I love it!
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You were at your parents's house because they had invited you to have dinner with them to know your boyfriend.
The time was passing well, you had a small talk with Elvis, it was Fun, it was your dad that was like questioning everything to Elvis, like "what do you want to do in the future?" "what is your current job?" and other question like this, your mother was smiling and talk a little too, obviously Elvis was super polite and always answer the questions with a little smile on his face.
After a while you were now almost finish and at some point you wanted to eat a salad but you couldnt find the salt, you then ask involuntarily..
"Daddy can you please pass me the salt?" after that, "yes sugar" "yes honey" they respond at the same time and moves their hands to grab the salt, the action was so fast that they didn't hear each other, your dad's hand grabs it first and then he looked over Elvis with a dead stare and Elvis was now freezed, you then look up from your plate and look at the situation that obviously you didn't expect, you blush.
"e-ehm..." Elvis clear his troath and moves away his hand, a little pink appears on his cheeks and he continues to eat his plate obviously embarassed, your dad was still staring at him then looks at you with a forced smile, you took the salt and thank him with a little voice, how awkward... Your mom was now looking at both of you and smile a little, your dad hum and put his hand on his nose, probably controlling himslef, you could feel the tension in the air....you were staring at your plate and you were sure as hell you wanted to disappear from there.
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If I was in that situation I would have already died inside! JESUS HOW EMBARASSING! 😂
Well i love taking request like this so keep going!
Tell me what you want me to write and i will, obviously i'll try my best to post soon as i can,so dont worry!
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!
Tell me if you want something else or if i did some errors ✨
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Another Elvis show was about to start, people were sitting at their tables, you had just taken the best seat of all, you were right in front of the front row of the stage, and you were also the closest compared to the others, you sit down and meanwhile to wait the waiters come to ask if you wanted something, you have already eaten at home so you were full, after like 5 minutes the Lights went out and the spotlight pointed directly to the center of the stage, you were all fire, you never went at a concert before especially not that of ELVIS PRESLEY.
You were lucky to find the last 5 tickets, one of them was given to you by one of your friend because he couldn't go there anymore for some problems, but after you took it you could feel your hands trembling.
You have to admit that he was very handsome and a very good looking, it was perfect! you couldn't deny the reason why the girls always went after him, and it was the only singer that you had a "little" crush on...
Then the presentetor announced:" Girls, ladies, boys and gentleman thank you for coming tonight, an amazing show is waiting for you! And now without take any more time Im happy to announce you all.... The King of rock'n'roll!... Elvis Presley!" you were excited you couldn't believe, all the people that were there were screaming and clapping their hands like animals!
Obviously there were some groups of fan girls all over the edge of the stage, fortunately there was a little space and you jump off your sit to put it in there, you couldn't believe it yet, it was all amazing! The excitment that you were feeling all the emotions and the atmosphere it was amazing! And all of a sudden you see him.... Walking on the stage with his unique style, he was wearing a Black suit with a Black fular, my god you could feel the fire that was growing inside you, it was ALL different in person, you were always used to see him on tv so it was spectacular.
He walk in the centre and than wave at all of you and a smirk grows on his face and you hear all the crowd scream from excitment, you were smiling like a little baby,and then he start singing "heartbreak hotel" you knew that Song for the radio,so he started and you were like smiling with 80 teeth lips that goes ear to ear.
Well, since my baby left me, Well, I found a new place to dwell...
Well it's down at the end of Lonely Street at, Heartbreak Hotel, Where I'll be, I'll be so lonely, baby...
He was moving his hips like it was the last thing he have to do, and after he hear what he did at the crowd he smirk and continue his song, with the smirk you were dead, he was so fascinating and well.... The wiggle thing was... Something...
You were enjoying the show, at some point you didn't notice but you were staring at his eyes now, all you could care wasn't the The kicks and pushes of the girls in heat , but his eyes, his blue shiny eyes that were now glittering you dont know how with the spotlight, it was like looking in to a god's eyes... But... At some point you were push out of your thoughts for the move that his hips made towards you.
Now, the bellhop's tears keep flowin', and the desk clerk's dressed in black..
The hip trust made you wake up and jump a little,obviously the girls were screaming and your ear were calling for help, suddenly his eyes met yours... You screamed internally in that moment, Elvis was looking directly at you and your face became all red, you could feel his stare, you dont know why but after that he then return to his song but you noticed that he always took a look at you and some move was always towards you.
After the show finish you make your way to the table and all the girls were still there to try to touch his legs and....other things but anyway..the presentetor shows up and Elvis make a bowed for everyone and there were applause and whistles, some even threw roses at him, but the thing that shocked you the most that made you heat up was that Elvis after he waved at everybody he than smirk and Wink at you.... You were now like freezeing in the spot.
After 5 minutes all the girls were there talking about how it was amazing and etc... But you were at your table staring at nothing, you didn't know what happened but it wasn't true... Elvis could never look at you, it was maybe something to be nice to his fan... You were happy, excited and well... Something more that only you could feel.
At some point you were ready to leave that your friend was so gentle to drive you home after the show but after you walked out the palace you felt strange like someone was watching you, after a while you walked down the street to wait for your friend but you couldn't find him so you just sigh and start waiting in a corner of a house.
Suddenly you felt a tap on your shoulder you turn around and your face was sure as hell now as looking like a tomato.... In front of you there was this great and handsome guy with a great pompadour and a smirk that was the one that could melt even rocks... You were shocked, in front of you there was Elvis Presley, it was so much taller than you so you had to turn up your neck to look him in the face, but in that moment you couldn't think properly...
"ehy littl' boy, what are you doing all alone? You're waiting for someone?" he asked with his famous grin in his face, you couldn't even think about a answer you were just staring and blushing, he noticed your red cheeks and start biting his lips in that moment you were feeling butterflyes and chills down your spine " honey i dont bite" he said joking around watching you "h-hey like hi-Mr Presley Im fine thanks i was-" he cut you off "Elvis honey, you can call me Elvis" he said and winked at you, you were burning inside "oh-o okey... Elvis" you said and stare now at his shoulders, my god his outfit was making you crazy, he was stunning in all black and obviously he noticed that you were staring at his outfit "you like my suit?" he said "y-yeah you look amazing in This" you answered "if you're not busy i can ride you home, is that okey?" he asked waiting for an answer.
You were having a Battle inside of you like why would he even think about talking with one like you? or even is this really happening? To me? Am i real? Jesus help me! The only thing you did was stare at him and answer with an enerigic "YES" it was too enerigic and you then clear your troath and look away in embarassement, he chuckle at your reaction, it wasn't too late, there were still the sun in the Sky.
Before you could think about something he cut you off your thoughts and speak "before we go i want to show you something, i saw the way you were acting for the show so i think you might like it" you didn't know what to say, it was really too much but you couldn't deny and obviously you were curious about what he was talking.
He took his hand and place it on your back and guide you in his Dressing room, you notice that every step you were taking more his hand was now falling down slowly Almost touching your ass. You arrived in front of his door and he opened it for you, he make a gentle move to make you pass first, you thank him and walk in, after you were looking like a little Child you were so excited to be in there, youre eyes were shining, looking all his object and suits, he was smiling at your reaction and then you speak out "so.. Elvis.. What you wanted to show me?" you asked and before you could turn around you hit the wall behind you and there was, Elvis that was now 2 inch away from your face, you could feel his breath on your face, his hands were Next to your head holding himself on the wall, he had trapped you... You didn't mind tho..
"Elvis...? What are you doing?" you asked a little scared "oh honey dont you see?..you are so beautiful.." he said with his famous smirk, you were now blushing so hard that you could melt in front of him.
You dont know why but you were a little confuse because you always see him with girls all around and you didn't expect this to happen, your face now was a little concern , he notice your change of mood so he asked "the cat eat your tounge?" and you then respond "n-no is that you know... I dont know whats happening is like jesus... You always out there with girls all around you and you are always with them i-i dont know if This is r-" he cut you off with a kiss, your eyes wide in shock, he start touching you with one hand behind your neck and with the other on your hip, he pulled you close and your hands were now on his shoulder...He kissed you with so much passion and lust, he was eating you out you let out a little moan and he groan at your response, he then put his tounge on your lips to ask permission and you open your mouth to let him in, he didn't esitate and with a move his tounge was now dancing with yours, he let go after a while for air and look at you with a smile "if i was really in to girls would i ever do this?" he looks at you and smirk "you're right.."you said and looked away for the tension of his eyes, he the chuckle for your reaction, grabs your chin with his hand forcing you to look at him" don't worry honey Im not going to hurt ya'" you nod and in one second you were now pulled down in his sofà, you let out a little "woah!", you looked up at him and all you could see now were his eyes that weren't anymore the shiny blue that you saw on the stage, they were Black full with lust, you were feeling all excited, you couldn't believe it yet, Elvis Presley, was with you and he was in to you... Crazy... You couldn't think properly in that moment.
"so..." he started staring at your little form, you look up at him Red like a tomato but feeling the desire..."you want to do something about this honey...?" he finished and you noticed his erection from his pants.... You were staring at his bone and he notice and giggle a bit, he start unlock his belt and now his pants were on the floor, his underwear were not helping his form.
"take off your clothes honey..." he said smirking at you....
TO BE CONTINUED
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AAAHHH i didn't finish it but i hope its good! I never done one before so if you want the continue i Will finish this dont worry!❤️✨
Tell if something is wrong or you dont like it.
when i write I tend to put a lot of details, I don't know why but I try to imagine the scene in my head so when I write I tend to do the same thing to try to identify the person in the story as much as possible😅
i really hope u do male reader as well because i really wanna request elvis presley x male reader where elvis sees reader and his awakening starts immediately, and he cant help but try to get u in private to admit
THANK YOU and still even if u dont do this, thank you 🙏🙏🙏
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Hi! Of course i can! I never done one before but i Will try it! And Im sorry but im stupid asf what do you mean by "his awakening start immediately" Im sorry! 😭❤️🌼
HOLY MOLY WHAT A READ
I WANT MORE
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prompt : Elvis teaches you how to slow dance.
warnings : (M) smut - filth. 18+. slow burn teasing, body worshipping. fingering. no penetrating, just e worshipping you.
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As you looked at yourself in your new dress in the mirror, you sighed contently. Hours upon hours of going to all the top fancy dress stores in your area seemed to take a toll on your mind. You didn’t know how the topic even came up but you had told your friend Elvis that you’ve never slow danced, or even danced rather, in your lifetime. Somehow that ended up in the man inviting you to meet him up at Graceland for private lessons. Private. That was the thing running through your head the most, your heart always quickened when you took the time to think about it. It wasn’t any secret to your friends that ever since you met Elvis years ago, you fell in love with his charm instantly, among every other girl. You always managed to suppress yourself, you were never alone alone with him but now - now you were preparing yourself to being way closer to him than you ever imagined.
You sighed once more, trying your best to convince yourself that you had more self control than you give yourself credit for. You hoped, anyway. You shook your head at your reflection in the mirror, smoothing out the soft material of your dress and prepared yourself for the unavoidable. You caught a cab in a hurry, letting your heels take you up to the long porch. You took a breath before raising your hand up to knock on the door only to be met with Elvis in front of you. He wasn’t wearing anything fancy - just a black button down shirt with his chest on full display, and a pair of dress pants to match, but he still looked good.
It was way worse that you were practically matching, feeling tiny as his eyes drifted down your frame, how your dress hugged all the divined areas. “C.. Come on in, darlin’.” His lips curled up into a sly smile - a little too ready for the night to come. Especially when you wore a dress that left everything to his imagination alone. And oh, was his mind working in all the wrong ways as he trailed slower this time up and down, orbs never leaving as you finally stepped inside.
He slipped your hand in his, leading you to the grand living room that had been dimmed, candles lit around the room. You assumed it was only to set the mood - how naive you were. With your hands still connected, he pulled your body closer to him, his eyes absorbing your every feature, every freckle, the beautiful shade of your eyes. “Didn’t expect ya to dress up, baby.” He trailed on, a steady finger tracing circles around your hips making your breath hitch right there in your throat.
“I just pulled this number out of my closet. Stuffed in the back, for uh, for some reason.” Your voice was shaken, unsure of the lie you had just spoken from your lips. The dress definitely didn’t look like it had been just simply stuffed in your closet, it had been pressed, steamed, fit to your curves sharply. Rather he believed such obvious lies was beyond you, his face was hard to study as he peeled his eyes away from your body and into your sparkled orbs. He was silent, accessing the moment before only letting out only a small hum from the bottom of his rasped out throat.
“Let’s not keep it bunched up in the back, doll. Fits too good.” He finally spoke, his voice just as deep as his hum that he let out only moments before. You were startled at first when he turned your body around, pressing your smaller figure into his chest. You cleared your throat at the contact, confused as to why you had to be turned in the first place but you were too frozen to point out otherwise.
“Now first..” His breath was hot against your skin, his hands ghosting up your curves to softly grab onto your hips with ease. “You gotta’ get yourself in the swayin’ of the music.” He freed one hand from your hip, starting the classical record he already set for the evening, his hand moving to its rightful spot again. His hands guided your hips to match his own, back and fourth agonizingly slow, his fingers wrapping so tightly around you - as if you were fragile and he just couldn’t break you.
You opened your mouth to protest his actions, your lips slamming shut as he pressed you closer to his body, leaving you speechless at the wake. His hands ghosting up and down your figure before grabbing your hips once more to spin you around so you were now facing him. Fingers ghosted up your arm to eventually intertwine your hands, him pulling your arm up so both of your hands were in the air, his other arm wrapped securely around your waist. He pulled you closer again by your waist, his grip tighter but still firm.
“Then.. ya just connect the movements.” You looked anywhere but his eyes, you knew that as soon as the contact of your orbs hit, you’d be in danger. Lucky for the moment he didn’t seem to care or notice. He let out a chuckle, he noticed. “Like this, doll.” He instructed, guiding your hips again as they swayed only a tad bit faster from the set pace before. He reached out for your other arm, making you wrap it around his neck and used the swift motion to only pull you closer, your chest practically suffocated by his, you were sure a boob was threatening to spill but you had no power to look down unless you wanted to see what you shouldn’t.
“Ya kinda have’ta look at your dance partner, though, baby.” Elvis purred, his hand freeing from your waist to tilt your head up so the gaze was returned. “There’s that pretty girl.” His lips curled into a smirk, arm flying back around your lower waist. You were surprised you hadn’t stepped on his feet yet in your clumsy state, letting his own movements guide you when it came to what you couldn’t see. “Good girl.. learnin’ so well.” He hummed against the shell of your ear, a shiver running through your body at the name before his arm detached from your waist. He acted as if he hadn’t said anything wrong, like it was second-hand nature to just go around calling his friends intimate names countless times, only humming again as he opened his mouth to speak again.
“Now. This is called a twirl. You’re gonna’ have’ta trust me on this one.” He snickered, letting him grab ahold of your waist again with his free hand, starting to shift your hips away from him. You let his movements send you flying, his hand that was holding yours with a white-knuckle tight grip caught you as you detached from his body, pulling you back into him. The smirk never left his lips the whole time, you could just tell he was enjoying this more than he thought he was - you definitely were. “Now.. Ima dip ya’” He cooed lowly, his hands grabbing ahold to both your hips now to dip you down in front of him, circling your hips in his palms as you came back up to snap closer to his face, his lips rather.
You swallowed a breath as nervousness hitched in your throat. He didn’t dare to move from this position, instead moving his thumb steadily across your glossed bottom lip. “Y’know, doll. For someone who doesn’t know how’ta slow dance, you’re sure movin’ like a natural.” He muttered, his lips only centimeters away as he moved so slowly to eliminate the gap. His lips hooked onto yours in a sloppy but thoughtful kiss, as if he’d been waiting this whole time to do such an action. He pulled away reluctantly only after a few seconds, your bottom lip slipping from his as he looked down at you, his arms fully secured around your waist.
“Been’ waitin to do that since the moment ya walked in.” The raven-haired man mumbled against you, his voice low and his eyes glossed over with only an emotion you remembered to be lust. You were sure your eyes showed the same, you never had been one to hide when you’re in that mood. An emotion that was never verbally spoken, his hands untying themselves from your waist, a smirk popped on his lips at your wanting eyes shining up to him with worry. “Does the pretty lil’ doll want somethin’?” He teased, knowing exactly what you wanted but he’d rather you say it after such a night filled with unspoken desire.
You were motionless until now, pulling him into you by his shirt collar, his eyes wide at your sudden action as your lips slid back together with ease in a desperate filled kiss, wanting nothing more than to feel what he wanted to do to you all this time. “This. I want all of you, E.” Was all you could muster before he let his bubbled desire reach the surface, grabbing you by your inner thighs and lifting you so you were prompted around his waist. You had no idea how such a lesson ended up with you desperately locking your lips on his, pulling at his shift as if it was the only obstacle in your way, breathing against his lips as they parted yours for only a second more. His hands never left your body as he led the two of you upstairs to his bedroom, kicking the door closed behind him before moving you almost instantly on the silky bed. He pulled away to look at you as you laid below him, lips plumped and swollen red, shared spit running down your chin. You looked sinful, a smirk slipping onto his lips as he continued to admire your messy state. Never did he believe he actually would’ve been able to act upon his attraction, yet here he was, too stunned that he didn’t know where to start.
His fingers smoothed across the material of your dress, taking his time to smooth up the pattern dawning your boobs and the same down to your hips. “You really are a pretty lil’ thing, ain’t ya?” He smirked down at your body, snaking his hands behind your back in order to slip the zipper down, watching as the material got baggy around you before slipping it completely off. He swiped it onto the floor, taking in your appearance for the millionth time that night with hungry orbs. You couldn’t reply to his actions, just as starstruck as him that he somehow managed to get you in his bed in such a vulnerable looking state, but you weren’t one to ever complain.
He wasted no time anymore, sliding your underwear and unclapsing your bra with ease, discarding them both on the floor with your dress. His hands smoothed up your sides, dipping his knee on the bed to fit right between your legs, cooing as his hand started to trail up your inner thighs, dangerously close to where you now needed him the most. “Elvis..” You hummed under your breath making him quirk a sneaky brow up in your direction above him, a chuckle reaching his lips.
“What, doll? You wan’ be touched..” He trailed off, a finger pressing softly against your clit, his chuckle deepening in value as you squirmed beneath him. “Here?” He purred. You frantically nodded, making him submit and finally give you what you wanted, his hands gripping at both your thighs to prompt them on his shoulders, his hot breath gazing your pooling heat. He gave in just as easy, his tongue getting to work almost immediately.
His tongue seemed to fit perfectly into you like a glove, the tip flicking your clit slowly. His fingers started to trace your glisten before pushing themselves into you, a gasp escaping your lips at the action. Your hand flew up to tangle into his ravened hair, eliciting a sinful moan as the vibrations hummed against you. His fingers started the most sinful of paces, curling up into you as he swallowed your whines as they slid out like an angelic chorus, almost pure music to his ears.
Your ears started to ring as he managed to push a third finger inside, stretching you out completely which left you completely at his mercy. His pace somehow managed to pick up speed that had proven to be ungodly at this point in the night making you tighten up around his fingers, a groan slipping his lips. You mewled at his actions, arms swiping down to grip at his hand in a lame attempt to stop him only for him to use it against you as a way to move faster inside of you.
“Elvis!” You gasped out, letting your hand slip off of his wrist, gripping the silked sheets below. Your knuckles had been white due to clinging on for dear life, his body lifting so he was hovering over you. “Feel good, doll? Look so pretty like this..” He moaned in your ear, your teeth sinking down into your bottom lip with a slight nod to his question. He knew you were close, even when he didn’t know the way of your body yet. You let yourself go with a weak whimper, him intently watching as your release started to coat your fingers. He swore he could do the same at the sight, leaning down to place a soft kiss on your forehead to take you back down to earth.
“And here I thought you couldn’t get any prettier, lil baby.” He cooed, bringing his three fingers up to his mouth and desperately started to swipe his tongue at your wetness. You were numb at his words, only finding the energy to muster up the smallest smile that made his heart itch in his chest.
You didn’t have many thoughts but you only had one that bubbled to the surface - you were definitely going to become a teacher’s pet.
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A/N : can do a pt 2 eventually if wanted 👀
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Anyone want a series where Elvis and (Y/N) grew up together and despite systemic racism and laws, both agree to fight it to be together?
And after he comes back from Germany, he finds out that she was arrested for protesting and to spite everyone even more, bails her out and they kiss infront of the press??
Maybe?????
Ah someone help ! :) trying to find a fic I read on her but i can't remember who wrote it or what it's called. It's a austin as elvis fic where he was best friends with a girl but moved when they were kids and lost touch. He walks Into the diner she works at one day and the reader is hurt because he doesn't recognise her I think it's about three parts , if anyone could point me in the right direction that would be brilliant
Guys you’ll never guess what I’m doing to celebrate Austin’s Birthday 🥳🥳
The moment I sat up in my seat in theaters
The moment my soul left my body.
The moment I was gone forever and he was in my head to this day.
Now the moment where I die.
Nonono you don’t understand.. I NEED HIM. BAD.
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