#vince everett

[sissylittlefeather]

Kinktober Day 9: Face Slapping

Dinner is Served (Vince Everett)

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, cussing, kissing, oral sex (f receiving), p in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, teasing, face slapping (obvi)

Word count: ~1.7k

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You sit on the couch in new lingerie and a silk robe waiting for your husband to get home on your anniversary. Sometimes you wonder what you were thinking when you married Vince Everett, but then you think about how playful and sweet he can be and you forgive him like you always do. Still, you're afraid the dinner you cooked is going to get cold and he won't have time to enjoy your outfit before sitting down to eat. The clock on the wall reads 5:47pm. He was supposed to be home just after 5. You sigh deeply and close your robe just as you hear his key in the door. He walks in and whistles when he sees you. 

"Well, hi honey!" He walks over and puts his hands on your hips, looking you up and down. 

"You're late." You try to keep your face somewhere between a frown and a pout, but the truth is you're just glad he's home. 

"Aw, I'm sorry. Time just got away from me. What's the occasion?" His eyes roam over your body hungrily. 

"What's the...? You forgot!" He raises his eyebrows. 

"Forgot what?"

"Today is the 16th." Realization hits him and he puts his palm on his forehead. 

"Our anniversary! Baby, I'm sorry." His eyes gleam playfully. "You want me to run out and buy a bow and put it on my cock?" 

He knows exactly what to say to make you giggle every time. 

"Vince! You dirty thing, you. Just come eat your dinner." You back away and tie your robe closed. He'll have to wait to enjoy the lingerie. 

In the dining room, he settles in his normal chair and you go to fix him a plate. As you stand staring at the food, though, you have an idea. He forgot your anniversary. You can't let him get off completely free. 

"Where's my plate, honey?" He asks tentatively when he realizes you're back with no food. That's when you slip your robe off and reveal that you've taken your panties off. "Oh..."

You walk over to the table and perch right in front of him, one foot on each arm of his chair. You lean back on your hands and look down at him playfully. 

"Dinner is served." He's positively buzzing with excitement, so he wastes no time in diving into your pussy mouth-first. You moan loudly and drop your head back as he pushes his tongue into your slit and then moves up to swirl it over and around your clit. "Mmm, yes Vince baby, just like that." 

He thrives on the praise and licks you even more fervently than before, trying to bring you to an orgasm as fast as possible. You whimper as you feel it building in your stomach and he slides first one and then two of his fingers up inside you. 

"Is that good, honey? You like it?" He asks sweetly. You nod frantically. 

"Yes, don't stop!" He smiles and goes back to moving his tongue over and around your hardened bud. You gasp and pant and arch your back, so close to your release. "Oh, Vince!" 

Your climax runs through you like electricity, lighting you up from the inside out. He licks you through it, reveling in the feeling of you pulsing and throbbing around his fingers. When your clit softens, he pulls back and looks up at you like a puppy. You know what he's waiting for. 

"You did so good, baby. That was amazing." He grins up at you, lips glistening and then stands up to undo his pants. You start to help him and then change your mind. He's not entirely forgiven yet. You pull his lips down to yours and kiss him deeply and then hop off the table and walk away. He watches you in shock. 

"Honey, what?"

"Figured I'd go get your actual dinner." You walk into the kitchen and he follows behind you quickly. 

"But baby... I'm not finished with the first course yet..." 

"You are until I say otherwise." He groans as you bend over right in front of him to pick up a fork that you dropped on purpose. You wiggle your ass at him and he grabs your hips and presses his erection against you. 

"C'mon, baby please. Ya gotta give me somethin'." You turn to face him and lean against the countertop. 

"Do I?" He nods and touches himself gingerly, whimpering. 

"Well alright then. C'mere baby." He smiles deviously and walks over to you as you get on your knees. You finish unzipping his pants and pull his aching member into your hand, pushing his foreskin back. He grunts as you lean forward and take him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around his exposed tip. 

"Mmm, that's better honey." He holds your hair and thrusts gently into your mouth. You continue to work him with your mouth and hand until you feel him start to tense up. "You want me to cum down your throat, doll?" 

You can tell he's getting close by the way he talks, but you're not quite finished with him yet, so you pull off and stand up. 

"No, I don't think I do." You turn around and wiggle your hips again. He grins as he strokes his cock and watches you. 

"Oh, you want it like that, do you?" You nod and whimper as he teases your entrance a bit and then starts to push in. You let him get almost all the way in and then start to pull away. 

"Oh no, baby, I've just remembered your favorite television program is on." You say with false concern as you walk away from him towards the living room. He groans loudly and holds his dick in his hand. 

"I don't care! You're my favorite television program!" He hollers as he stands there frustrated. When he realizes you're really not coming back, he follows you into the living room. He inhales sharply when he sees that you've stripped off the lingerie and are now standing there in nothing but your heels. 

"Goddamnit, honey, you're bout to kill me." 

"Have a seat." You push him down on the couch and then cross the room, bending over to turn the television on. He makes some kind of strangled noise in his throat and you notice he starts to pump his cock. "No sir. I don't think I want you to touch yourself."

"Baby..." He whines and you're afraid he might actually cry. You walk over close to him and he reaches out to touch you, but you gently push his hands away. 

"No touching me either." He grunts and flexes his hands. 

"This is mean."

"Next time you won't forget our anniversary." 

"No, I won't." He reaches out and slaps your ass gently and without thinking at all you turn and smack him right across the face. Not hard, really, but enough to sting just a little bit. He stares up at you with his eyes wide and you don't notice his cock twitches. 

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I went too f-"

"Do it again." 

"What?" His voice is so quiet it's almost a whisper. 

"Do it... again..." A smile creeps across your lips and you slap him again. He turns his face back to you and his eyes are almost black with lust. 

"I swear to God, baby if you don't let me fuck you right now I'm going to lose it." His voice is deep and you know he's serious, but it doesn't matter. You're absolutely aching for him and you couldn't hold back even if you wanted to. He grabs you and pulls you down to his lap and you both go to work frantically ripping his clothes off between feverish kisses. He loses a couple buttons in the process but neither of you care. It doesn't take long at all for him to be naked, with you straddling his hips and his dick so far inside you it feels like you might scream. He holds your hips as you bounce and roll on him. Then, you decide to lean into what happened earlier and grab his face in your hand. You freeze with just about an inch of his cock inside you and ask. 

"When is our anniversary?" You can tell by the look in his eyes that this has him on fire. 

"Today." You slap him across the face and he groans. 

"And what's today?"

"The 16th of June." You slap him again and feel his dick twitch inside you. 

"And are you gonna forget it next year?" You hold his face in your hand again. 

"No ma'am. I'll never forget it." You sink down onto him fully and he moans loudly. 

"Good boy." His eyes roll back when you say it and you can practically feel his orgasm building. "Now, cum for me." 

He grabs your hips and thrusts into you from underneath so hard that you almost fall over, but he's holding you too tight for that to happen. He pounds you relentlessly and you moan with the feeling of it. His thrusts get more erratic and you know his orgasm is close. 

"Fuck! Yes! Baby!" He yells as he finally cums harder than ever before inside you. You feel him pulse as he fills you with his release and then both of you relax into each other, trying to catch your breath. 

"Well that was different." You say quietly. He starts to laugh and before you know it you're both just giggling and holding each other as he begins to soften. 

"Yes it was." He says, chuckling a little still. "I liked it though. Did you?" 

You nod and kiss him gently on the cheek. 

"I did. Your cheek is all red though." 

"Worth it. Hey, will you do me a favor and get my jacket?" You nod and stand up, your legs a little shaky, and walk over to the foyer. When you get back to him, he pulls you back down into his lap sideways. "Look in the pocket." 

You reach into the pocket and pull out a little velvet box and a card. 

"Vince, what is this?" 

"Open it." You do and find a beautiful pair of diamond earrings. 

"Vince!"

"Read the card." You quickly flip it over and read what he has written. 

Of course I didn't forget. I love you, baby. 

You look up at him in shock. 

"Why on earth did you pretend to forget?!"

"I wanted you to punish me. It was fun, wasn't it?" You push his shoulder gently and laugh again. 

"You're impossible."

"Yeahhh, but you love me."

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[presleyslilbaby]

~Did You Take My Advice?~

(Vince Everett X Reader)

(Huge thanks to @atleastpleasetelephone for taking the time to proof read this for me!)

(TW: P in V sex, hair pulling, name calling, rough sex, Daddy used in a sexual way, breeding kink, spanking, slight angst?)

Vince is so caught up in making money, he fails to take Reader’s advice on loving her better.

Money. It was all about the money, to Vince. Nothing really mattered that much, not even his Girl. All that was relevant was the cold hard cash that he earned. Y/n watched on as he counted this week’s earnings, a frown tugging at her lips as he muttered to himself. “…I bought a new dress today.” She says, hoping to gain his attention. “Uh-huh…How much was it?” He asks, only interested in price. Of course. Shaking her head, she pulls her knees up to her chest on the bed, resting her cheek on her arm. “…I thought you would like it on me.” She tries again. “Mhm…” Vince merely hums. ’This is hopeless…’ Y/n thought to herself, feeling the rift between the two of them. It was such a shame. “If you want my advice, Vince,” She started, looking over at him again. “You should stop loving your money more than me.” “That’s nice…” Finally deciding that there was no point in trying to converse with him, she laid herself down, drawing the blanket over her form as she turned her back to face towards him, giving up.

A few minutes had passed by in relative silence, the only sound in the room being that of Vince’s cash shuffling in his hands. “There,” He sighed happily, setting down the last bill. “All done. A nice, couple hundred bucks’s all I need to make me happy. What were you sayin’, Darlin’?” Seeing that she was facing away from him, and so silently no less, his brows knitted together in confusion. “Darlin’? Y/n…?” He reached a hand out to graze his fingers along her arm, softly frowning as he realised the mistake he’s made. “Baby, I’m sorry I wasn’t really paying attention to ya’. Truly…I know you ain’t sleepin’.” But Y/n didn’t want to face him. She was hurt, disappointed. She always figured that having a relationship with someone like Vince would be complicated, but the bouts of loneliness she felt were too much at times for her to properly handle. Making an important decision, he cast his money aside, lowering himself to lay behind her, draping an arm over her waist. “C’mon, Honey…I’m tryin’ now…You’re really gonna ignore me…?” “Why shouldn’t I…? You ignore me…” She muttered beneath her breath, still deeply hurt by his behaviour. “I know…I said I was sorry, Y/n. Don’t you believe me?” He softly inquired, slowly rubbing her side up and down, squeezing her hip lightly. It’s silent on her end. She didn’t even know how to answer his question.

Vince hummed quietly, pressing closer against her back, moving her hair aside to begin urging his lips all over her neck in gentle, loving kisses. “I know I’m not the best,” He admitted. “But I really do love you. So very much, Baby.” As she lay there, he continued to pepper kisses over the sensitive skin of her neck, his large hand beginning to wander over her body. “I love you…Mmm…I fuckin’ love you…” He murmured sweetly against her neck, dragging his hand up her stomach, further still until he was cupping her breast, giving it a squeeze. “Love your personality…Your beauty…The way your body feels beneath mine…” Hearing his whispers grow passionate and husky, Y/n couldn’t help but to draw her lower lip between her teeth, unable to resist the way he spoke of her. “Do you want to be touched?”

That was it. She just couldn’t take it anymore.

“Yeah…Touch me, Vinnie…” She whispered in return, pressing back against his body, grinding her ass against his crotch. “Good Girl.” He nipped at her earlobe, his breath grazing her skin, fanning across her hair. His hand worked her nightgown upwards, pulling it over her head with a grunt of appreciation, pulling her atop his body, back against his chest. “Whose tits are these?” Vince questioned, cupping her perfect globes, thumbing at her hardening nipples. “Yours…” She replied, biting her lip yet again in want. “Mhm. And look at this,” He removed a hand to trail down her body, using a finger to lift the thin little string of her thong, letting it go to snap against her hip. “Don’t you know any better? Going out all day wearin’ this skimpy li’l thing. Someone could’ve seen it. That would’ve pissed Daddy off. Do you know why?” He nipped at her earlobe once more, this time just that little bit harder. “Because this pretty li’l pussy is mine, Y/n. You’re mine. I should punish you.” “Oh, don’t punish me, Daddy-“ Y/n tried to plead, though really, she wanted him to. “Shush. I get to say what goes. And because of this little stunt you pulled without me knowing, you’re gettin’ punished.” He growled, pushing her off his body and onto her stomach, though gently.

“Ass up in the air.” Vince demanded sternly, watching as she obeyed without any hesitation nor complaint. Without warning, he allowed his hand to come down hard on her ass, the slap echoing in the room, paired with the sound of her yelp. “Naughty li’l thing. Didn’t even tell me what you were wearin’ ‘neath your clothes today.” He spanked her again, rubbing over the stinging mark of his handprint. “‘M sorry, Daddy…Should’a told you…” Y/n apologised. “Damn right you should be sorry.” He growled yet again, whipping his hand down on her ass for a third time. “Ya’ could’a taken care of me like a good li’l slut earlier. But you went and decided not to tell me, and now I have to get rough with you. Ya’ gonna do it again?” “No…” “I can’t hear you.” He hissed, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling it back to expose her throat. “No, Daddy. I won’t do it again. “Mhm. Now, are you going to take my cock?” “Yes, Daddy.” The sound of his belt buckle unhooking from the leather filled the room, his hands deftly working to remove his trousers, unbuttoning and unzipping the fabric. He pulled his shirt overhead, tossing it away with a swish of the material, landing on the floor soon to be joined by his trousers. Having been wearing no underwear, Vince’s cock eagerly sprung out, already with pre-cum beading at the reddening tip. Resting on his knees behind Y/n, he lined himself up at her entrance after ripping off her thong, one hand pressing against her back.

“Fuck…You’re so goddamn tight…” He groaned out in appreciation as he sunk deep into her wet depths, bottoming out in what seemed like no time. She buries her face into her pillow, gripping the sheets beneath her tightly. It wasn’t too long after that he began to steadily thrust into her, taking his time working her just right. Reaching up to grab her hair once again, he pulled it all back as he sped up his pace, all before he was pounding into her. “Take it…Fuck, you better take it good…” Grunted Vince, angling her hips just right to be able to find that sweet spot of hers, taking a few sloppy tries until finally finding it. “Oh, Vince!” Y/n cries out in pleasure, arching her back. He swatted her ass in punishment, using that free hand to then grasp her hip in a bruising hold. “I thought I told you to call me Daddy, slut.” He gruffly reminded her, pounding harder into her pussy, feeling her clench desperately around his thick shaft. “Y-Yes, Daddy! Oohhhh, yes! R-Right there! Harder!” With her desperate plea, Vince had tilted his head back, letting out a low groan. “Ya’ want it harder?” He echoed. “You always want it hard…And I always give it to you…” He let go of her hair, instead, practically hugging her hips to push her as far back as he possibly could, wanting to keep inside her at all costs. “Mmm, you feel so goddamn good, squeezin’ my cock like that- Shit-“ Y/n continued to moan and writhe beneath him, just barely registering the words that he had been speaking. Sweat poured out of every crevice of her body, hair sticking to her forehead and stuck in the corners of her mouth by the slight drool that had been collecting.

“Gonna breed you, Y/n…Gonna give you a baby…You like that?” He grunted in her ear, panting all the while. She nodded her head rapidly, arching her back for what seemed like the millionth time that night. “Yeah? You want Daddy to breed you?” He emphasised his words with a deep, hard thrust, hearing the erotic sounds of her pleasured cries. “Fuck, Daddy-!” Y/n gasps out, feeling her insides twisting in a white hot coil, her orgasm rapidly approaching. “Oh, yeah…Gonna cum, Baby…Gonna fill you up…” Vince panted, feeling his own release building. She had came, her climax messy and fulfilling, her body convulsing with the force. He followed not long after, his hips stuttering as his cum spilled deep into her. “There-! There…Hahh…” Vince rested himself against her sweaty back, pressing a tired kiss to her shoulder. “…Did you take my advice, Vinnie…?” Y/n asks with a slight smile, feeling a lot better than she had earlier. He chuckled, kissing her shoulder tenderly yet again. “I did…I’m so sorry for what I’ve done…I know I shouldn’t ignore you like that…” “That’s okay…You made it up to me.” She assured. "You feeling okay? Not hurt, are you...?" He worried over her, running his fingers through her damp hair. "Mhm, I'm fine. I'll probably be a bit sore tomorrow, but...It's all worth it." "That's good. You looked like you were really enjoying your punishment." Vince grinned teasingly, rubbing her back in slow, comforting circles. "Oh, hush." Y/n playfully rolled her eyes, giggling softly. "Maybe I did enjoy it, Vinnie. But did you enjoy paying attention to me for once?" She asked. "More than anything." He replied without hesitation, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck. "I shouldn't ever ignore you...Never...And as much as I love my money, I could never love it as much as I love you, Y/n." "I love you too..." And that was enough for her.

[loving-elvis]

My favorite 50s!Elvis photos, part 195 of ∞; Vince Everett My Beloved 💖

[vinylespassion]

Le chanteur américain Vince Everett, fervent admirateur d'Elvis Presley, Royaume-Uni, 29 août 1974.

[seredelgi]

Girl you got him, he’s right there

[kitabasis]

Now. I have no experience being heterosexual, so I could be wrong, but I don't think that this is a very heterosexual thing to do.

[doll-elvis]

the urge to squish his cheeks between my hands until his lips pucker 😩

[vintagepresley]

Sassy lil’ baby.

[peaceloveelvis]

Forever 🤍

[gates-of-hawaii]

Elvis Aaron presley! You cannot and I mean cannot put your arms around and say to Peggy " you look sexy tonight " it simply does something to me and I cannot and will not have it okay ?

[bokuranofandom]

Happy Holidays!

Art by Kumeta Natsuo (source: twitter)

[deke-rivers-1957]

ECU High - Vince's Attitude

A Lincoln Town Car drives up to ECU High's front door.

"Jeeves stop here. I wanna get out now." Vince orders.

"Yes, Master Everett," his chauffeur says as he stops.

Vince gets out of the car with his Ralph Lauren backpack wearing high end clothes.

"You better be back at 3:15 or else." he says as he closes the door.

Jeeves drives away as Vince walks into the school.

"What's up poors!" Vince yells as a flex.

"Ah shut up, Vince!" some of the boys yell as he walks by.

"And a good morning to you too Charlie, Steve and Walter. I know you're all so jealous but oh well. We can't all appear on MTV and land a huge recording contract." Vince starts to laugh and walks away.

Walter has to hold Charlie and Steve back. "He ain't worth it. If there's any justice in this world, he'll get his one day."

Vince keeps laughing as he walks to his locker.

"Vince you really need to end this state of hubris and narcissism."

Vince rolls his eyes as he opens his locker. "Ah what do you know Scotty boy. You ain't got much room to talk with that silver spoon shoved in your mouth. Beat it."

Scott just sighs and walks away. Vince turns to his left.

"What ya got something to say to me Chad?"

Chad just chuckles. "You know, Vince. I never thought you'd be the kinda kid who becomes a complete ass just because he made a million bucks. Didn't anybody tell ya to be nice to the people on the way up? If they did then you'd know that you're only gonna run into them on the way down. Keep it up and -"

"Ah shut up!" Vince interrupts.

Chad just shrugs as if to say "Can't say I didn't warn you." and walks away.

Vince groans in annoyance as he grabs his books to put away. He looks at his schedule and finds that he has American Literature as his first class. When he walks into the classroom he immediately gets annoyed.

A teacher is talking with her student about a project. "What did you want me to help you with, Johnny?"

"Ms. Xana, Ah'm tryna write a story about a man who performs on riverboats in the 1860s. Where should Ah look?" he asks sitting at a desk.

She thinks as she goes through some books at her desk. "I think I have just the book for you, Johnny."

She pulls out "Life on the Mississippi" and hands it to him. "This is a memoir by Mark Twain. He used to work as a steamboat pilot before the Civil War. This should help you get started with your research."

Johnny takes the book smiling as Vince rolls his eyes. "Are ya done with the theatrics Johnny? Nobody reads your damn plays."

Ms. Xana gasps. "Vince watch your language. I won't have that type of talk in my classroom."

Vince scoffs as he sits down and waits for the bell to ring so class can start. His mind starts to wander and thoughts become sour.

"Why'd my stupid parents decide to keep me enrolled at this stupid school with these stupid kids and naggy ass teachers? I'd rather go to a private school or drop out all together."

Tag list: @vintagepresley, @jaqueline19997, @presley72elvis, @vintagegirl50s60s70s80s, @j-v-9-2, @lawdymissclawdy68, @almightybigbrain, @arrolyn1114, @tupelomiss, @thetaoofzoe, @mydarlingelvis, @phil2135561 @just-another-boring-bisexual, @leopardandstuds, @ellie-24, @heart-of-ep, @thatbanditqueen, @gayforelvis, @be-my-ally, @alienelvisobsession, @mercsandmonsters, @ashtag6887, @whitepontiac, @richardslady121, @aliengoth3, @ash-omalley, @eptodaytommorwforever, @kendralavon7, @thehillbillycat, @melaninpvssypoppin, @wildhorseinkansas, @pinkcaddyconfessions, @comebackep, and @miniaturerunawaykid,.

AN: Also shoutout to @xanatenshi as the literature teacher. I hope I did you well.

[bunnydexterloveselvis]

I drew BDE and Vince like one or two weeks ago teehee (plus my silly self insert)

grrrrr click for slightly better quality

[hooked-on-elvis]

[seredelgi]

Elvis Presley and Jocelyn Lane in “Tickle me” (1965)

[deke-rivers-1957]

Vince's Bio Card

Now it's your turn to make a card! It can be in any style of anything Elvis related. Even if you don't know how to make a card feel free to tag your friends, send in ideas or requests for a card.

Tagging: @arrolyn1114, @alienelvisobsession, @vintagepresley, @mrpresley, @ccab, @foreverdolly, @ellie-24, @vintageshanny, @presleyenterprise, @dragonkingsdaughter, @she-is-juniper, @azzypog, @p0lksaladannie, @gayforelvis, @ash-omalley, @mercsandmonsters, @dontcrydaddy, @animalloverthingsss, @thetaoofzoe, @presley72elvis, @areacodefan, @illtakeyouhomeagain, @myradiaz, @lookingforrainbows, @mydarlingelvis, @cherhorowitzes, @raelynndoyle, @leopardandstuds, @thedaisymaisy, and @naughtyelvie-do-lally.