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whatstruthgottodowithit · 2 years ago

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Made For Each Other

Fandom: Elvis Presley, American Musician, Elvis Movie, RPF

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader

Characters: Elvis Presley, Female Reader, Gladys Presley

Word Count: 2982 // Rating: Explicit

Summary: Elvis might not be an adult just yet but he’s about to become a man

Tags/ Warnings: Young Elvis, Kissing, Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Unprotected Sex, Loss of Virginity, Virgin Reader, Teenage Elvis, Reader and Elvis are 17, Mentions of Purity, Purity and Virginity Culture, Religious Sentiment, Established Relationship, Mentions of Marriage, Mentions of Engagements, Promise Rings, Mentions of Infant Death, Infant Death, Infant Loss

Notes: its elvis’ birthday so lets celebrate with some smut.

‘Are you sure you don’t wanna stay?’ Gladys asked looking at me as she continued to wash dishes. I didn’t want to not that I wanted to tell her that. It was Elvis’ birthday and whilst I had enjoyed spending time with him and his parents over dinner I didn’t want to spend the rest of the night celebrating with them in front of the TV. I had other plans. Though I knew why she was asking. She loved her son and whilst today was about celebrating his birth it was also about remembering one of the worst days of her life so I understood why she longed to keep him close…but he was older now. He didn’t want to spend his birthdays at home with his parents.

Fortunately, I didn’t have to say anything as Elvis appeared at the door frame having apparently caught the end of our conversation and said, ‘Mama you know we’ve got plans.’ ‘Nothing special though,’ she said turning to face him. I watched as he went to her and placed his hands on either side of her face, kissing her forehead gently. ‘I promised the boys we’d see a movie,’ he said, ‘and you always taught me to be a man of my word.’ ‘I s’pose,’ she said bitterly. ‘That’s what you get for raising such a good man,’ I joked trying to alleviate some of the tension in the air. Gladys smiled softly, ‘it sure is.’

Elvis beamed a smile at both of us and then said, ‘c’mon now. I won’t be going anywhere if the pair of you keep gushing over me. My head ain’t gonna fit through the door.’ ‘Well we can’t have that now can we,’ I smiled. He kissed his mama and we said our goodbyes to her and his father and grandmother and then we headed outside to his truck. He opened the door for me, allowing me to climb inside before he shut it and made his way around to the driver’s side.

Once I was settled inside my brain started whirring. I was determined to get him out of the house tonight but I had no intentions of meeting anyone at the movie theatre. It might seem silly for me to allow him to make plans when I had no intention of fulfilling them but I needed to make sure I had a way to get him out. As he set off I turned to him. He glanced at me, smirking a little as he said, ‘what?’ ‘I have another birthday present for you,’ I said. ‘Yeah?’ he said glancing at me again before his eyes went back to the road. ‘Yeah but it’s at my house,’ I said, ‘can we go get it?’ ‘Won’t we miss the movie?’ he asked. ‘Oh it won’t take two minutes,’ I said. Elvis looked at me curiously and then nodded, flicking the indicator to turn us the opposite way back towards my house and away from the movie theatre.

We drove mostly in silence though it wasn’t uncomfortable. Elvis was humming along to the radio, tapping the steering wheel with his fingers as he followed the drum beat. I sat beside him, watching him closely, taking him in. I couldn’t believe how handsome he was. His blue eyes shined even though the only light in the cab was the occasional passing of a street lamp. His perfect angular face flowed into pert lips that curled up in a smile as he caught me watching him. ‘What?’ he said nervously, pushing his fingers through his perfect raven hair. ‘Just appreciating how handsome you are,’ I said. ‘Y/N,’ he said as a faint blush crept across his face. ‘I mean it,’ I said placing my hand on his thigh making that pale pink on his face deepen to a true crimson. ‘Well ain’t you just full of compliments tonight,’ he smiled. ‘Well it is your birthday,’ I said leaning in to give him a kiss on the cheek.

We were near my house now and he pulled up by the kerb and hopped out so he could open my door. We walked together hand in hand, only breaking apart as I moved so I could unlock the door. Elvis was watching me curiously as we stepped over the threshold.

‘Where are your folks?’ he asked looking around the place. ‘They’re out tonight,’ I said casually beckoning him to follow me, ‘come on it's in my room.’

I took his hand and pulled him to follow me which he did, trailing behind me silently. The moment we were inside my room I shut my door and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning up to kiss him. He seemed taken by surprise but melded into it pulling me into him. When we broke apart he looked down at me with a tender smile. ‘What was that for?’ ‘It’s part of your present,’ I said all of sudden feeling nerves bubble inside me. I knew what I wanted and I knew I wanted it tonight. I just hoped he felt the same. ‘Well now I gotta know what you’ve got me,’ he said. I nodded and bit my lip before I said, ‘Elvis I gotta tell you something.’ ‘What is it honey?’ he asked stroking my cheek. ‘I’ve decided what I wanted to give you for your birthday,’ I said, ‘...and it’s me. I wanna give you all of me.’ ‘Y-y-you mean?’ he stammered. I nodded. He seemed to contemplate what I was saying for a moment before he said, ‘baby I don’t know about this…’ ‘Don’t you want to?’ I asked suddenly feeling embarrassed. He seemed to notice my humiliation and his eyes went wide. He pulled me down to sit on the bed, sitting beside me and holding my hands in his.

‘Of course I do Satnin’,’ he said, ‘god you have no idea how much.’ ‘So why not? If you want to and I want to. And this is what I want. I promise,’ I said dropping my gaze to my lap, ‘I mean we’ve done other things.’

It was true. Elvis loved making out. Whenever we were alone it seemed like it was only a matter of time before it devolved into us kissing. And once we were in the swing of things it was like our hands had minds of their own and were destined to roam one another, like we needed to memorise how every inch of the other felt. I’d felt how hard it got him and I had felt the damp heat that arose in me whenever he touched me. He’d tried to resist but over time he’d caved and let my hand replace his as we made out. But he’d been timid to do much else to me. Like if he dared go further I’d be defiled. I’d told him it was silly. And tried to show him how much I wanted him but he always pulled away. Which was why I had chosen to tell him today what I wanted. That I wanted to give myself to him. Completely.

‘I know sweetheart and it ain’t like I don’t want to,’ he sighed, ‘but it ain’t proper…w-we sh-sh-should wait till we’re married.’ ‘But we’re gonna be married one day,’ I reasoned placing my hand on his cheek making his baby blues fall on my face, ‘I mean you promised me that. That’s what my ring is for remember?’ ‘An’ I promise I’ll upgrade it to an engagement ring just as soon as we graduate,’ he mumbled. ‘I know,’ I smiled, ‘see why I don’t see the point in waiting?’ ‘But-’ ‘Elvis I love you. I want this. Isn’t that enough?’ I said. He looked at me for a moment and I could tell he was fighting a battle I couldn’t see in his mind. I knew he loved me. And I knew that it had been taking him all he had to restrain himself. I just didn’t see the point in fighting it anymore. I knew that we were going to be married one day. So why waste all the moments we could be having together on the point of technicality? After a moment he nodded and I broke into a wide grin.

‘So,’ I said placing my hand on his thigh, ‘my parents aren’t home.’ ‘Wow you really had this all planned out huh?’ he said with a mischievous smile as he leaned in and kissed me quickly. I nodded. ‘How’d ya know I’d say yes?’ he said sceptically. ‘I know you too well,’ I said. Elvis grinned and leaned in to kiss me deeply. We sat there for a moment, making out, until finally I pulled back and stood up, turning my back to him and moving my hair off the zipper. Elvis got what I was hinting at and stood up too, pressing a kiss into the nape of my neck as his fingers pulled the zipper down and he slipped it off my shoulders, allowing it to fall in a heap on the floor. As I turned around I found him marvelling over me and standing there in just my underwear I suddenly felt self-conscious.

‘You look beautiful,’ he said, placing his finger under my chin and tilting my face to look at him. ‘So do you,’ I said fumbling with the buttons on his shirt. My fingers shook a little and he placed his hands over mine stopping me so he could take over, ‘I don’t know why I feel nervous all of a sudden.’ ‘If you wanna stop just tell me,’ he said. I shook my head vehemently. ‘No, this is what I want,’ I said sitting down on the bed. Elvis looked at me for a minute and then nodded. He stripped his shirt and pants off and then climbed on the bed in between my legs kissing me once again.

‘Well let’s just start how we normally do,’ he said kissing down my neck. I nodded, enjoying the feeling of his lips on my bare skin. My hands roamed the planes of his shoulders, knotting in the hair by the nape of his neck which made him moan. That moan sent electricity down my spine and throb arose in between my legs. My hands left his hair as if on instinct, moving him back so I could reach behind my back and undo my bra.

As I slid it down my arms Elvis’ eyes went nearly black with desire. He sat back a little marvelling at my body, his mouth agape. He was hard as a rock which made my self-consciousness disappear almost completely. ‘You’re so pretty,’ he said leaning back to kiss down my neck, caressing my chest tenderly. As his tongue swirled around my nipple I moaned, the sensation new and exciting. I could feel him against my thigh, his hips rocking against it in an attempt to create some friction, which I assume it had done because I could feel a damp patch on his underwear which matched that on my own. I reached my hand down and traced my finger across the waistband. Before I could reach inside as I had done several times before he pulled back and placed his hand over mine.

‘Not yet,’ he said continuing as he noted my confusion, ‘if we’re gonna do this we need to do this right. Let me take care of you.’ ‘Okay,’ I nodded. He moved to lay at the side of me which was quite the squeeze in my cramped single bed but I didn’t care. I watched as he trailed a finger along my jaw and down my neck and chest continuing till he got to the waistband of my panties. His finger trailed along it for a minute before he reached down further and caressed my mound feeling the damp cotton underneath his fingers.

‘Oh Elvis,’ I said feeling that familiar tingle in my core. ‘Let’s take these off baby,’ he said and I nodded shifting my hips as we each grabbed a side and slid my underwear down. Then his fingers were trailing through my folds lazily, tracing around my clit. ‘That feel good?’ he asked and I nodded. He looked up at me and I kissed him trying to pour all the love I was feeling at that moment into it. He carried on working in his own rhythm as my excitement built. I’d heard about this. My schooling hadn’t exactly covered all the things I needed but I had heard more than enough stories from my girlfriends to know what would happen. Just as that feeling started to get more intense Elvis kissed my neck edging it on further. Then his finger teased around my opening making me gasp.

‘Are you okay?’ he asked panicked as my eyes flew open. ‘Yeah, just took me by surprise that’s all,’ I said placing my hand on his cheek to ease his panic. ‘Sorry,’ he said, ‘it’s just…ya gotta be ready y’know if we’re gonna-’ ‘No, no, it’s fine,’ I said. He was right. I could see the outline of his erection straining against his underwear and there was no way I’d be able to take him as is. Not only was he long he was thick as hell. ‘I’ll go slow, okay?’ he said. ‘Okay,’ I nodded. He reintroduced his fingers to my hole and inserted it gently as his thumb played with my clit. As he went a little further I groaned. ‘Does that feel good baby?’ he said starting to move in and out of me. ‘So good,’ I mumbled, ‘keep goin’.’ ‘Yes mama,’ he said as he inserted another finger. He was working at a pace now, teasing my clit with his thumb as he pumped in and out of me. I could feel my climax coming.

‘Something’s happening,’ I said as that excitement climbed. ‘It’s natural. All you gotta do is just let it happen, baby,’ he said and I nodded. Determined not to get self-conscious by having him watch me I grabbed his face and pulled it to mine so I could kiss him. Our lips had barely met before I was moaning against them, my walls fluttering around his fingers as a wave of pleasure ran through me leaving a trail of weakness in its wake. When he removed his fingers from me I opened my eyes and found him watching me with a self-satisfied smirk on his face.

‘That was amazing,’ I whispered breathily my brain foggy with pure pleasure. ‘Glad I could make you feel good baby,’ he said placing his forehead against mine and kissing me chastely, ‘are you sure you wanna do this?’ ‘I’m sure,’ I said kissing him again. Elvis nodded and pulled back clambering off the bed so he could take his underwear off. When he got back on the bed he knelt between my legs, pushing them open wide so he could fit. He leaned back to kiss me and I wrapped my arms around his neck. When we broke apart I put my hand on his chest and whispered, ‘just go slow okay? You’re a lil bigger than your fingers.’

Elvis smiled shyly. He pulled back and rested on his knees teasing his cock with his hand so he was full to attention. Then he moved so he was stationed at my entrance, looking at me for permission. I nodded and watch as he pushed forward, easing into me. It stung, as my body was not used to how big he was, but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. He continued groaning as he pushed in until he was bottomed out inside me.

He rested above me looking at me with complete adoration as I traced my finger along his face.

‘You okay Satnin?’ he asked. ‘I’m good,’ I said, ‘you?’ ‘Better than okay,’ he said, ‘it’s like you were made for me.’ ‘Made for each other,’ I corrected. He nodded and started to move his hips thrusting in and out of me slowly and gentle. The more he moved the better it started to feel. As I moved to wrap my legs around him he groaned, falling into my neck, his breath hot and wet against it. ‘Oh Y/N,’ he moaned. ‘Keep going,’ I said kissing his forehead as he started to pick up speed.

As he continued my eyes roved over every inch of him determined to commit this image of him to memory. This was what I wanted. To be together. Completely buried in each other, conjoined by love and lust. I wanted to make him feel as good as I could and from the way his hips stuttered and his groans became more regular I figured I was. ‘Fuck Y/N,’ he grunted, ‘I ain’t gonna last.’ ‘Elvis,’ I whispered making him look at me, ‘we need to be careful.’

He looked confused for a second and then nodded. He seemed to be waiting until he was at breaking point before he pulled out of me, spurting hot ropes of cum across my stomach before he fell down beside me panting, his body half draped along me, creating a sticky mess between our bare skin. We lay there for a moment, Elvis coming down from his high as I ran my fingers through his hair, his head on my shoulder.

‘I love you,’ he mumbled as his breath finally evened out. ‘I love you too,’ I whispered watching as he looked up at me. ‘I’m glad we did this,’ he said, ‘you were right.’ ‘I always am,’ I giggled making him laugh. ‘Don’t I know it,’ he said falling silent for a beat before he said, ‘I mean it though. This was the best birthday gift I could’ve gotten.’ ‘I’m glad. That’s all I wanted. Just you and me together. Completely.’ ‘That’s what I want too,’ he said, ‘me and you forever Satnin.’ ‘Forever.’

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