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[everythingpresley]

Don't You Kiss Me Once or Twice - Chapter 25 (Part 2)

Character/Fandom: Elvis - Elvis (2022)

Prompt: Jessica Anderson is Elvis Presley's assistant and after months of working together, slowly something sparks between them. Friendship? Or is it more? [ Fem!Reader ]

Rating: Explicit/Mature (NSFW, 18+), Slowburn

    ||     Word Count: 3,763

Author's note:

Thank you so much for reading this story and supporting it, it really meant the world to me. I find it hard to believe that it’s officially done but Jess and Elvis and this story will always have a special place in my heart. 

I really don’t know how to thank all of you for your constant support and love. Thank you also for being patient as these two navigate their way to each other. 

This is the first story I’ve ever fully finished and it’s making me quiet emotional thinking about never writing Jess and Elvis together again but maybe I might write an Epilogue or something along the way. 

Again, thank you so much!

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Don't You Kiss Me Once or Twice - Chapter 25 (Part 2)

Jess’ POV

The next few days were pure bliss between Elvis and me. We rarely left each other’s sides even when he had to leave for tour during the upcoming week. He forced me to join him on tour, not wanting to spend a week away from me so I agreed to join him and the guys. 

I made the crazy decision to move without talking to Elvis but I needed to prove to him how much I loved him and that I wanted this to work. When I told Grace what I was planning to do, she supported me fully. So I took three full days to quit my job without a two week notice since I had a good relationship with my boss. I then sold most of my big furniture and packed up my things and left for Memphis. I was meant to land earlier in the day to have the time to talk to Elvis but I got there just in time to go over to Grace and Jerry’s place and get changed for the baby shower. 

I was so thankful for the craziness that took over me because we wouldn’t be here right now, cuddled up in bed at Graceland after getting back from the two-stop tour. 

I loved this man so much. We’re finally here. Together. And I was over the moon. 

He was asleep on my pillow, right next to me. Him sleeping next to me rather than on top of me was definitely a rarity. He had his arm thrown over my stomach, his head almost on my shoulder. 

I shuffled away from him slightly to fully look down and admire him. I moved some of his hair away from his face, his hair was getting longer. I preferred it shorter on him but he still looked super cute with the longer hair. 

I don’t think I’ll ever get tried of staring at his beautiful face. His dark, long lashed fanned over his high cheek bones, hiding away his beautiful ocean eyes. His mouth was slightly open as he snored softly. 

I leaned down and kissed his lips gently, before planting kisses all over his face. His breathing changed as I did, his lips turning up into a smile but his eyes remained closed. 

He took me by surprise when he unexpectedly wrapped his arms around my waist and flipped us so that he was on top of me, planting wet, slobbery kisses all over my face. 

I giggled and pushed against his chest “Elvis!”

“What?” he asked, continuing to kiss me all over my face “You don't want me to kiss you?”

“No.” I giggled. 

“You don’t?” He gasped, looking at me with wide eyes.

“No!” I laughed “I want you to kiss me!”

“Good.” He frowned mockingly before leaning back down to kiss me once again. 

He pulled away right as he was about to kiss me and raised his brow at me “Tell me the magic words first.”

“Please?” I mocked, knowing what he wanted.

He narrowed his eyes at me and poked my waist making me jerk away from him and giggle “Say it!”

“I love you, Elvis.”

He grinned and leaned down to kiss me but I dodged his kiss “Where are my magic words?” I asked him.

“Yes, I will fuck you Jess.” Elvis smirked.

I laughed and smacked his chest “Asshole.”

“I love you too, sweet girl.” He said and kissed me. 

“Can we go on the horses today?” I asked, leaning against the bathroom door frame dressed in a pair of jeans and t-shirt, looking at Elvis as he stood in his robe, fixing his hair. 

Elvis looked at me through the mirror “Hell no.”

“Please.” I whined, walking forward and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. 

“No, Jess. Please let’s not.” He frowned, continuing to fix his hair. 

I pouted, looking at him through the mirror. He did a double take and rolled his eyes “We can go feed them.”

“Can I sit on one?” I asked “Just sit and you can guide the horse.”

He sighed and rolled his eyes “Fine but only for a few minutes.”

“Yay!” I jumped up and kissed his cheek “I’ll see you at 4, I’m gonna go to the diner and catch up with Janice.” 

“Love you.” He blew me a kiss.

“Love you too!” I called as I walked out of the room.

It was nice to catch up with Janice, we of course did not lose touch while I was in New York. I made sure to call her every now and then and sometimes she would call me so we didn’t have much to catch up on except for the recent events which is I’m finally back in Memphis. Indefinitely. With Elvis, officially and with pure happiness. 

Janice was happy for me as well as my family. Ella and Jack threw a “I knew it!” once I told them about Elvis and me but my parents were over the moon. They adored Elvis and were just happy for us. 

I got home and rushed up the stairs to our room, taking two steps at a time. I had promised Elvis I would be home by 4 and it was already 4:30.

“There you are!”

“Hey! I’m so sorry I’m late. Thanks for waiting for me.” I said and quickly kissed his cheek, dashing into the closet to change into a sundress with a brown cowboy hat and brown cowboy boots to match Elvis who was already dressed in a blue button down, black pants and a brown cowboy hat and brown cowboy boots. The closet was fully rearranged for me, Elvis had to put lots of his old clothes that he rarely wears upstairs in the attic to make some room for my clothes and with the constant moving, I didn’t really have a lot of clothes with me. 

“Let’s go.” I said once I stepped out of the closet. 

Elvis outstretched his hand out for me to take. I smiled and took his hand, we walked together to the stables. 

I grinned when I spotted Rising sun walking around and eating the grass, I dropped Elvis’ hand and ran towards him.

“Wear a helmet!” Elvis called after me. 

I huffed and rushed towards the stables to grab a helmet then I walked over to Sun and Elvis who was already standing there, scratching Rising sun while smiling happily. I noticed Elvis’ knee shake slightly, which only happened when he was nervous or scared. I didn't know it scared him that much for me to get back on a horse. 

I hung my hat on the fence and wore the helmet, snapping it on. 

Elvis wrapped his hands around my waist and hoisted me up on the horse “You didn't need to do that.” I chuckled.

“Have you seen how small you are?” He rolled his eyes “Okay! Listen up!”

“I’m listening.” I replied.

“Hold. On. Tight.” Elvis said sternly “Let me see.”

I gripped the reigns on Rising Sun. 

“Tighter.” Elvis grumbled. 

I tightened my hold, not wanting to argue with him because I knew how tough it was for him to see me on a horse again. 

Elvis gripped the reigns and started walking me around. 

“You havin fun?” he smiled looking at me. 

“Yes!” I giggled. 

“Good.” 

Elvis walked me around in circles for a few minutes before he looked towards the sun “The sun will start to set soon. Come on, I have something planned for us.”

“Okay.” I replied and let him help me jump down. Elvis walked Sun into his stall while I hung up my helmet and put on my hat back on my head. 

Elvis took my hand in his once again and walked me towards the tree where we always sat. As we got closer I noticed a little blanket set under the tree with a little basket, some candles surrounded the blanket.

“What’s this?” I asked with a grin on my face.

“Picnics have always been our thing so I decided to have our first date back together, here, at our little spot.” Elvis said looking at me with a sweet smile.

“Elvis. This is so cute!” I pecked his lips before sitting on the blanket. 

Elvis sat opposite of me and pulled the basket closer to him “I made us my famous peanut butter and banana sandwiches, some fruits and Pepsi’s of course.”

“Of course.” I chuckled, my heart warmed at the fact that he made those peanut butter and banana sandwiches and not Martha “Thank you, that’s so sweet.”

He handed me my sandwich and we ate as the sun became bright orange. 

“You look so damn beautiful.” He sighed, smiling softly.

“Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?” I asked him, placing my sandwich on the paper plate and inched forward on my knees, cupping his cheek to kiss his lips “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He smiled against my lips. 

We ate for a while, our sandwiches long gone before Elvis suddenly sprang on his feet “The sun is setting too fast.” he said in a panicked voice.

“Okay?” I asked, confused. 

Elvis stretched his hand out to me “Come here.” 

I took his hand and let him help me up. He gulped and took both of my hands in his. 

“Jess-” He started 

“Yes?” I asked, with a raised eyebrow. 

He chuckled and shook his head at me “I love you so much, I never ever ever thought it would be possible to love someone as much as I love you.”

I gulped at his words, is this what I think this is? Or is he just letting me know how much he loves me?

“I don’t want to waste anymore time. I spent the first two years of you working for me falling deeply and madly in love with you and it hasn’t stopped. I fall in love with you more and more everyday.” He said, his voice cracking slightly and I could see the tears forming in his eyes. My own eyes also blurry with tears, my lower lip started to tremble. 

He pulled back and reached into the basket and pulled out a ring box. He opened it the ring box and got down on one knee “Jessica Anderson, will you marry me? Will you let me be your cowboy husband and you’ll be my cowgirl wife?” He asked with a smile on his face and a tear rolling down his cheek.

I couldn’t speak, I could feel a lump forming in my throat, tears were already rolling down my face. I nodded excitedly with a huge grin on my face.

“Yes?” He asked, with wide eyes.

“Yes!” 

He laughed and got up on his feet. I cupped both of his cheeks and kissed him, he grinned against my lips, one arm wrapped around my waist while his other hand still held the ring box.

“Wait, let me put the ring on your finger.” He said and pulled away from me to slide the ring on my ring finger. 

“Wow.” I inspected the ring closer and it was a beautiful Emerald stone in the middle with little tiny diamonds around it, making it look like a green flower “Elvis, this is so beautiful.”

“I saw it when I was ring shopping for myself a while back and the Emerald reminded me of your eyes.” 

My lower lip trembled again, I cupped his cheeks and kissed him once again.

“I love you so much, Elvis.” I whispered against his lips. 

“I love you too, baby.” He grinned happily. 

“You’ll be my cowboy husband?” I asked him as we cuddled under the tree, watching the sunset. He had his arms wrapped around me from behind, I was leaning back against him. 

“Yes.” He chuckled and kissed my shoulder.

“I can’t believe you remember when I said that.” That felt like years ago, lots happened since then. 

“I remember everything you ever told me.” 

I turned my head and pecked his lips. I love him so much and couldn't wait to see him as a my husband and the father of my kids. 

Elvis reached for the picnic basket and pulled out his favorite camera “Let’s take a picture.”

He outstretched his arm out, pointing the camera at us with my hand raised, showing off the ring as he kissed my cheek. He also took another one of us kissing. 

The next two months flew by and soon our wedding was only a few days away. Elvis didn't want to wait, he wanted us to get married as fast as possible and honestly I didn’t mind it, I didn’t care about the when and where, all I knew is I wanted to be married to this man. As long as he was the one I was walking down the isle to, that’s all that mattered to me. 

We had some tiffs with The Colonel regarding the wedding. He wanted it to be filmed for the public, obviously any possible way to make more money but I didn’t want that. I wanted a small, intimate, private wedding. Something special just to Elvis and me. The Colonel made it very obvious how much he despised that I was marrying Elvis, he also thought this would ruin Elvis’ image as being available. 

I was upstairs when I heard something crash in the living room, I rushed down the stairs to see Elvis getting in The Colonel’s face and a broken chair was on the side of the living room. 

“Elvis.” I said, unsure if I should interfere. I’ve never seen him get mad at The Colonel, he really respected him and believed The Colonel only wanted what’s best for him. 

“Jess, go.” He replied, his eyes still on The Colonel, his nostrils flaring in anger. 

“Elvis!” Vernon yelled. 

I quickly walked to him and pulled on his arm. 

“This girl is going to ruin everything we’ve ever worked for.” The Colonel said, pointing at me without sparing me a single glance. 

“Ignore him.” I whispered and tightened my hold on his arm.

“Get out of my house.” Elvis said, his jaw clenched tight. He took my hand and walked towards the stairs, pulling me along with him. 

Elvis let go of my hand once we were in our bedroom and started pacing and running his hands through his hair in frustration.

“What did he say?” I asked, carefully gauging his reaction.

“He was trying to get me to breakup with you.” He practically growled. I knew that wasn’t happening and I already knew how much The Colonel despised me so it was no news to me that he was trying to come between me and Elvis.

“I need to ask you a question.”

“What?” I asked him.

“Why do you hate him so much? Since day 1, you couldn't stand him.” Elvis replied. 

“He takes advantage of you.” I replied in all honesty “He doesn't deserve you, I think you deserve a better manager.”

Elvis scoffed and shook his head “He’s the reason why I’m here right now. I owe him my career.” 

I gulped, I know that Elvis doesn't like when someone disagrees with him but I needed to be honest. 

“I know.” I sighed “Doesn't mean you don’t deserve better.”

Elvis sighed and pulled me into his embrace “Let’s just focus on us right now. We’re getting married in a few days and that’s all that matters.”

“Yes.” I sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist “We’re getting married.” I said looking up at him.

“I know.” He looked at me with a small, soft smile “You’re gonna be Jessica Presley.”

“Actually I think Elvis Anderson sounds better.” I replied with a cheeky smile.

Elvis smirked and tickled my waist. I shrieked and jumped back. 

Our wedding was currently being held at Graceland’s backyard. We had two areas decorated, one for the ceremony that was held before sunset and the reception in a huge tent after sunset. The ceremony was very simple, we had white chairs lined up and a threshold at the end. I was buzzing the entire day. 

My bridesmaids consisted of Ella, my sister, Janice and Grace. Elvis’ groomsmen were Joe Esposito, Jerry and Charlie. We were stationed in the guest bedroom right next to Elvis and I’s bedroom. We goofed around, took lots of pictures and got our makeup and hair done. For some reason I wasn’t as nervous as I thought I would be, I just felt super at ease. 

My dress was so beautiful, Grace and Janice helped me pick it out. It was a long sleeve dress with a slightly open back and a long train but it was very sheer so we had to custom add a skin tone piece of material underneath. The dress also had crystals and embroidery all over. It was simple and beautiful. I couldn't wait to show Elvis. 

I was standing at the end of the isle when the music started playing. Elvis turned his head from where he stood at the end of the isle with his groomsmen and my bridesmaids. I smiled under my vail and tightened my hold on my father’s arm who was walking me down the isle. Elvis smiled but I could see his lip quiver. 

Oh he looks so handsome in his black tuxedo with paisley silk brocade and a bowtie. He looked so good. 

 My father kissed my cheek and handed me over to Elvis, his hand was slightly shaking and he had tears in his eyes despite the huge smile on his face. 

I gripped his hand, my own hand shaking as well. He reached for my vail and tossed it over my head, revealing my face “Woah.” He whispered, his eyes widening slightly as his eyes quickly roamed my face.

We grinned at each other, both of us getting very emotional. 

“Hi handsome.” I whispered to him.

“Hi beautiful.” He whispered back. 

The vows were a blur, we didn’t write our own we just repeated what the minister said. Our eyes never left one another, it was like we were in our own little bubble. 

“Do you Elvis Presley take Jessica to be your lawfully wedded wife?” The minister asked.

“I do.” He nodded, with a huge grin on his face.

“And do you Jessica Anderson take Elvis to be your lawfully wedded husband?” 

“I do.” I replied, my grin matching Elvis’

“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride.”

Elvis gripped my waist with one hand and cupped my cheek with the other, smashing his lips on mine and tipping me backwards as everyone cheered. 

We danced the night away, the tent was covered in twinkling lights and beautiful white tulips on the tables. Elvis couldn’t keep his hands off of my backless dress. 

“I love how backless this is.” he whispered in my ear, his hands caressing my exposed back as we slow danced once again. 

“I knew you would.” I giggled “You loved the backless sundress I wore when we went to the honky tonk the first time.” 

Elvis laughed and kissed my cheek. 

“Mr and Mrs. Presley! Turn around let me take a picture of you two!” Grace yelled over the music. 

I turned around in Elvis’ arms, he stayed behind me, his arms fully around me as we smiled for Grace’s picture. We had a camera guy to film everything just for us. Thank god The Colonel was only there for the ceremony and left after we said our I dos. Vernon danced with me with a huge smile on his face and thanked me for making Elvis so happy which made me tear up because that’s my only goal, it is to always make sure Elvis is happy.

Elvis started to kiss my shoulder and up my neck. He placed a hand on my chin and turned my face towards him and kissed my lips. His hands trailed up my stomach and almost was about to cup my breasts when I quickly pulled his hands down. 

“Wow there.” I laughed.

“Oops.” He laughed.

“You forgot you weren't alone?” Grace laughed.

“I got lost in the moment.” Elvis replied, shoving his face in my neck like a shy little kid trying to hide. Grace and I both laughed at him before she left us to be on our own.

While everyone was dancing and drinking, Elvis and I snuck out of the tent and headed to our tree. We could still hear the music so we danced together for a while.

“Mrs. Presley?” Elvis said.

“Yes, husband?” I asked. 

“Have I told you how beautiful you look right now?” he looked at me with shinning eyes with happiness and a soft smile. 

“Several times, yes.” I chuckled, cupping his cheek.

“And I’ll keep reminding you, Mrs. Presley.” 

“I love you.” I caressed his cheek.

“I love you more. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.” 

“Me too Elvis. I’m so glad Ella was denied her scholarship.” I chuckled but I was dead serious because I wouldn’t have taken this job and I wouldn’t have fallen for Elvis. 

Elvis shook his head no “I believe we would’ve met either way. I believe we’re destined to be together and our souls would’ve found another way to meet.”

My lip quivered for the millionth time today, my eyes becoming blurry with tears “I do too.” I whispered. 

My hair which was previously wrapped up in a low bun was out of the bun and fully cascading down my shoulders. Elvis reached forward and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear “I’m taking a break for a while.” He whispered. 

“What?” I asked, frowning in confusion. 

“I’m taking a break and we’re gonna travel to wherever it is you wanna go to.” He replied. 

“Really?” I asked, letting out an audible breath. Elvis never takes long breaks, The Colonel loves to work him to the bone “What about The Colonel?”

“I don’t care what The Colonel thinks. I wanna travel the world with my girl. Just me and you.” He smiled softly. 

My smile matched his, I reached up and combed his hair away from his face “I love you so much Mr Presley.”

“I love you more Mrs. Presley.”  he whispered, looking down at me with his eyes shinning brightly and a small, happy and content smile. 

THE END

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[presleysweetheart]

Oh , God Elvis with kids, my favorite genre

@elvisabutler @vintagepresley @p0lksaladannie @everythingpresley @devilsflowerr @livelaughelvis @from-memphis-with-love

[elvispresleywife]

Ok guys.....I think I have a favorite Elvis Comfort movie...I love all of them. Some are better than others but I always seem to come back to Girl Happy. I don't know why. It's so loveable and fun, and he's just so cute in it I just love him.

Runner Ups:

Live a little Love a little- Like I just loved it hands down. It was so weird but the music was great, and he was just too good looking.

King Creole-I just like it because he liked it, and it's so serious.

Tickle Me- Stupid plot I know but I like his protectiveness.

Change of Habit- So handsome.....

Follow that dream- Too funny and TOOO ADORABLE!

So yeah that's me. What about all of you? Re-Blog if you have one and want to share!!! So 1 that's your comfort, and 5 that are your runner ups! (This doesn't include documentary's.)

Tagging: @peaceloveelvis @vintagepresley @goldenhourwriter @everythingpresley @mooodyblue

[rjmartin11]

Top 10 Favorite Elvis Films!

Hello, friends. I've been seeing a lot of people posting their top 10 favorite films. The most underrated Elvis songs, favorite Elvis songs, and favorite authors.

I wanna see your favorite Elvis Presley films! Top 10 favorite films. He did 33 films. (Yes, I'm counting the concert film as well!) You can also count bio films where someone acts as E.

I'll start...

1. It Happened At the World's Fair

2. King Creole

3. Elvis: That the Way It Is

4. Elvis (2022)

5. Wild in the Country

6. Girls, Girls, Girls

7. Loving You

8. Follow That Dream

9. Change of Habit

10. Flaming Star

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[thatbanditqueen]

Elvis’ Memoirs & Fic

I just found myself reading a history of rock’n’roll in the 1950s to see how things worked at RCA for a fic I’m writing. Then going too far into the weeds back to Guralnick. Do you struggle with this to in your writing process?

I went to a fan fic writing workshop at Anime Weekend Atlanta last year ( i was there in support of another person who is into anime, but also there is nothing wrong with anime, just explaining for those who are like wait, where is her anime fic....) but I really enjoyed the discussion. The biggest take away I got was that good fic came from knowing the source material well. How do you balance this writing Elvis? And also, how we trust sources when so much is hearsay...? For instance I just read that Tura Satana’s story of their affair was made up.

If you read fic, how much or little do you care for historical details and personality?

Basically I’m stuck in the quick sand come help....

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tagging a few but honestly want to hear from any one!

[everythingelvispresley]

Hi everyone I am finally getting around to saying hello. I am Lisa Marie just like Elvis’ daughter but have always been known as Lisa. I have listened to Elvis Presley songs over the years and really took interest in him when the Elvis movie came out. Feel free to tag me in updates to current stories and new ones. My late mother introduced me to his music and I am greatly for that. To everyone else who shares photos and stories from Elvis books thank you. I love learning more about him.

This lead me here and all the wonderful stories written by some many talented writers here. There are so many stories and one shots of Elvis and even Austin I enjoy reading. Thank you all for sharing them on Tumblr. @whositmcwhatsit @thatbanditqueen @ellie-24 @plasticfantasticl0ver @elvisabutler @ab4eva @precious-little-scoundrel @samfangirls @missmaywemeetagain @doll-elvis @mooodyblue @nothing-but-elvis @heartbrake-hotel

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[rjmartin11]

Thanks for the tag, Little Sister! @your-nanas-house!

Taglist: @beeandheroddobsessions @everythingpresley @epforeverohyes @powerofelvis

[everythingpresley]

Your Sargent Presley fic got recommended to me by tumblr since I read a lot of Elvis fics, and I loved it, I thought it was so cute and your writing is excellent, just thought I’d let you know

Thank you so much! In honor of that one shot I’m gonna share some inspo pics of Elvis in the army that I just loved!

[rjmartin11]

Favorite Elvis Photographs

Hello, all Elvis lovers in the Elvis world! I wanted to do this for a while now. Elvis A. Presley is arguably the most photographed man of the 20th century next to Walt Disney. Post your top 10 favorite Elvis photographs! I'll start.

The first photo of Young Elvis on record at age 2 with his parents.

I love this picture for several reasons. 1. Elvis is gorgeous. 2. He's breaking down barriers. A white man in the 50s was not supposed to he his haircut by a black man, but here he is. Chilling in the seat.

This iconic photo of Elvis in Jailhouse Rock is just amazing! 1957 per army during is most primal time... nuff said!

The day Elvis went back to Tupelo, Mississippi, and received the key to the city. Plus, did a concert at the fairgrounds. They have this photo enlarged at Graceland.

Elvis, with his girlfriend June Juanico back in the summer of 1956. She is definitely one of my favorite of his girlfriends. If y'all haven't read her book. Please go find it and read it. They are just so cute here.

Another Elvis photo that I love for several reasons, but I won't list them. What I will say is this, I wish I was as brave as Little Vanesse Thomas! She had the courage to do what we all wish we could do. Go up to Elvis and tell him, "Did you know you are my boyfriend?" She's an icon!

Elvis with his newborn daughter, Lisa Marie. I just love this photo so much. Elvis was modeling with his baby. There's a light in his eyes and a song in his heart. DILF vibes!

The infamous kiss! Don't we wish we were Ms. Barbara Gray?!? They took several pictures that day, and this one the favorite of all. Could it be the tongues touching? Or the attractive young man enticing the young woman?

This is one... my heart. Elvis' last performance. Big daddy was on fire. Voice was gorgeous. Such a magnificent take on Unchanged Melody.

I really just wanna be that cake...

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[everythingpresley]

☆- put this star in the inbox of your favorite blogs. Its time to spread positivity ! 🌷

Awww thank you! That’s so sweet!💗

[rjmartin11]

I'm a huge Elvis Presley fan. I remember thinking, what would it look like if Elvis danced to rap music? Well, whoop, there it is!

I do not own the rights to this video.

I do not own the rights to this music.

But by EP, I have a right to adore this beautiful man!

Taglist: a few of my favorite ladies in the Elvis community.

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[everythingpresley]

300!

WOW 300 followers! Thank you so much, words can't express how thankful I am! I never thought people would actually read my little stories let alone like them. I am also so thankful for this community and I'm so happy I decided to watch the Elvis movie which sent me into this whirlwind.

I love this man and I love writing my little stories. Going back and reading the first chapters of Don't you kiss me once or twice compared to the latest chapters I can 100% see an improvement in my writing and I'm so proud of myself.

I just wanted to say thank you to the people who love my story, it means the world to me. Thank you for joining me on this journey and I just love Elvis and Jess so much.

THANK YOU!

[rjmartin11]

I'm Aaron

I love writing, and a few of my writer friends have inspired me to write on my love for Elvis. Just wanted to write an original piece of work. I had to think of something that would capture the audience, and this morning, I came up with the perfect story. The title, I'm Aaron. I love smut with a plot, so it will contain that.

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Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Just One Kiss: Chapter One

Headcannon.

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[thatbanditqueen]

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Write fanfic for yourself.

Publish fanfic for the rotation of 3-6 people who are devoted readers and will either go feral or leave you very nice words and yell with you about it.

[rjmartin11]

Just One Kiss

Sneak Peek

"Hi, E. I knew you'd come." You turn toward him as he enters the room and shuts the door behind him.

"I can't believe I'm here, Y/N. I shouldn't be here. I have to get back to..."

"To her?" You interrupt him. "To Laura?"

"Yes, Laura. My girlfriend." Elvis spoke softly.

"I'm only borrowing you for a moment, E. She can wait." You walk over to him slowly. You catch his eyes as he inspects your body. He closes them shut, trying to snap himself back into reality.

"Why am I here?" He speaks calmly through his teeth. "I have a girlfriend."

"And I have a boyfriend. It's okay, E. I'm only giving you your present and you can go. I promise." You stop before him placing your hands on arms.

"My present." Elvis looks you in the eyes.

"Just one kiss, and you can go."

"Y/N, I don't know."

"It's just a kiss." You whisper as you place your hands on his cheeks. He places his hands over yours.

You knew you were speaking nonsense. There was no such thing as just a kiss from Elvis Presley. Elvis gave himself completely into everything he did. In life. On stage. In the bedroom. He was passionate about everything. You knew he could possibly just peck your lips and leave, as for what you both once had was over.

You were hoping that he would give you a passionate kiss, and as for whatever followed, you wouldn't stop it. You got him to come here. It was fully up to Elvis if he wanted to stay.

You look at his deliciously pouty lips and back into his oceanic hues. He slowly meets you in the middle and softly kisses your lips. You wait for his move. You don't part your lips or moan. You wait. This kiss feels next to a grade school kiss, sweet but empty.

Then you feel Elvis slowly open his mouth and slip his tongue against your lips. You open your mouth and invite his tongue in. This is the kiss you were expecting. That passion that you knew he still harnessed for you burned brightly in this moment. He placed his hands on your face. You hold in your moans as much as possible and run your fingers through his hair. Oh god, you missed this. You missed him.

He then breaks your kiss and looks at you.

You exhale, "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" You ask.

Elvis shakes his head, "No." He examines your body once more. He moves his hands to your shoulders. "Y/N, baby. I don't like this dress."

You look down and touch your dress. What was it the color? It was blush pink. He loves pink.

"E, what's wrong with it?" You inquire.

"It's still on." He says, unzipping the back of your dress. His lips find the nook in your neck. This time, you don't hold back your moans. You hoped the kiss would lead to this. You didn't want to be the one that seduced him into bed exactly. You wanted him to come to you. He here he is.

As Elvis eases your dress off your body, it falls to the floor. He gently pushes you back to the bed, and you both collapse down on the mattress.

To be continued...

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[everythingpresley]

Don't You Kiss Me Once or Twice - Chapter 20 (Repost)

Adding the link to this chapter because I'm having issues with my tags not showing up :(

Link to the chapter: https://www.tumblr.com/everythingpresley/711605470765465600/dont-you-kiss-me-once-or-twice-chapter-20?source=share