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vintagepresley · 9 months
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Pretty Baby
Chapter Five: Nights in Memphis
Pairing: Elvis Presley x OC Reader
Word Count: 17,773
Warnings: 18+ SMUTSMUTSMUT Oral (f and m receiving), deep throat, fingering, tiny bit of nipple play, some body worshipping, public sex (kinda?), unprotected sex, choking, rough sex (kinda?), dirty talk, daddy kink, use of the word slut, lots of fluff, not really any angst. (I went easy on them this time, lol), typical elvis stuff.
Author's Notes: HI BESTIES. I KNOW IT'S LATE. But I got it done! I don't know how this got so damn long, but here we are. I know the last chapter was filled with so much drama and angst. It was a lot. But I thought I'd give you lots of smut and some cuteness and funny moments. It's Christmas time and Rebecca is heading to Memphis to spend it with Elvis and Lisa. I think this chapter really strengths the bond between Elvis and Rebecca and it's just so cute. I hope you guys enjoy it! Possible spelling errors because I am too lazy to proof read this.
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It had been a long two weeks since the last time Rebecca saw Elvis. After that night with Linda she stayed true to her word and left the next morning on the earliest flight. Elvis tried to make her stay, but she refused. He needed to understand she needed space and time to think. He got her to open up to him and be vulnerable and it felt like a knife in the back when she found out his secret. But in true Elvis fashion he wasn’t giving up, he called everyday since she left. He didn’t bother calling the Elvis phone as she called it,  because he knew she wouldn’t answer, but even before her plane had landed he was calling her apartment and checking in with Abby if she had gotten home. At first Rebecca was ignoring his calls because he was not respecting that she needed space. But after a while Abby and Paul got tired of answering and being her messengers, so she had no choice. Every call was the same, he sounded out of it and sad; begging her to come back and all of his sweet talk. She had to admit she missed hearing that slow southern drawl of his and the way he said her name and called her baby. She missed him. 
Elvis’ world seemed to crumble around him when she left. Rebecca being the light in his life was more than just a sweet sentiment, it’s like his whole world went black without her. Sure he could’ve had any woman he wanted to warm his bed and to keep him company while she was gone. But things were different this time, all he wanted was Rebecca. He couldn’t even stand the thought of another woman beside him. Even his shows were becoming affected by this that he seemed to just ramble for a good portion of the show rather than sing. Which caused a few people in some of the shows to walk out. Some of the guys were getting tired of him moping around over her, but there was nothing they could do. He was in love and for the first time ever he knew for sure that she was the one. 
Christmas was only days away and she had no plans of going home because she and her mother were not on speaking terms at the moment. She would have the apartment to herself because Abby was going home and Paul was spending it with his boyfriend. They had invited her to join either one of them, but she just wasn't feeling in the Christmas spirit. On top of everything happening with Elvis, she was now out of a job after what happened in Vegas with the movie her manager set her up with and Elvis completely ruining it. Harvey was so worried Elvis would come bursting in on another porn set if he put her in anything else. But it didn’t bother because she wasn’t really looking into continuing that line of work now. It pushed her to try to look for actual acting jobs and maybe start what she came to New York to do, become a serious actress. She laid in bed in her underwear, smoking a joint and searching the newspapers for any ads looking for actresses. She was smart enough to know now what was porn and what wasn’t in the ads. She highlighted certain jobs as she scanned each side of the job section. She was suddenly interrupted when the Elvis phone began to ring and it completely stopped her in her tracks and she looked over at the phone, debating if she wanted to answer it. It continued to ring and she sighed knowing it was either Charlie calling for Elvis or it was the man himself. She rolled out of bed, placing the joint between her lips as she grabbed the phone and answered it. 
“Hello?” she mumbled as the joint dangled out of her mouth. 
“R-Rebecca? Honey, that you?” the southern voice on the other end muttered. 
She knew who it was without hesitation and part of her was happy to hear his voice again even though lately the sound of him concerned her. She took the joint out of her mouth and sat it in the ashtray. 
“Yes, Elvis, it’s me. Are you okay? You sound funny.” she said softly. 
“Aw, I’m fine, honey. Just fine.. I-I just wanted to hear your voice..” he mumbled. 
“You heard it this morning and this afternoon because you keep calling. I told you I needed space. How am I supposed to get it if you keep calling me?” she replied. 
“Hell, I told ya I was sorry, baby.” he mumbled. 
“I know you’re sorry, I’ve forgiven you. But Elvis.. It doesn’t make things 100% okay with us. You still lied to me. I’m afraid to trust you.” she sighed. 
Elvis had grown silent on the other end. He didn’t know what else to do and why she just wouldn’t move on from it. He felt she could trust him. He’d been on his best behavior since she left. No other girls, no one because he just wanted her. He wasn’t sure what to say, so he changed the subject. 
“I’m headin’ back to Memphis tomorrow  for few days for christmas because Lisa is comin’ to visit. Then I’ve gotta go back to Vegas to finish up the last of the shows after that.” he hummed. 
She rolled her eyes when he changed the subject instead of talking to her about what was going on. 
“That’s nice, Elvis. I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you. I hope you enjoy the holiday.” she replied, now wanting to hang up. 
“Come to Memphis, baby. I wanna see ya.. Please? Do you have plans for christmas?” he asked. 
“I-.. No, I don’t have plans, I won’t be going home this year. But Elvis I’m not coming to Memphis.” she said. 
“Are you spendin’ it with your friends?” he asked curiously. 
“No..” she mumbled. 
“So, you’re all alone? Even more of a reason for ya to come down, baby. Please? We could spend Christmas together and try to fix this.. I’d really like to see ya.. Don’t ya wanna see me?” he asked. 
She sighed softly, he wasn’t going to give up until she said yes and part of her did want to see him because she missed him more than she thought she would. But another part of her was concerned for him and thought maybe seeing him would be best because he wasn’t sounding great. No matter what was going on she cared for his well being. As she continued to think about what she wanted to do, his voice on the other end of the line was still begging for her to come to Memphis. 
“Of course I want to see you. But what about your daughter? Will she be okay with a stranger coming?” she asked. 
“Lisa? Oh, honey, she’s excited to meet you. I’ve told her all about ya. So? Will you come? No point in spendin’ it alone, baby.” he said happily. 
“F-Fine.. I’ll come. But don’t think I’m going back to Vegas with you when it’s all over. I’m coming back to New York.” she said sternly. 
Elvis beamed happily on the other end, feeling so relieved that she was coming that even the sadness in his voice had gone away. 
“That’s fine, baby. I’ll get Charlie or one of the guys to buy the ticket for you and he’ll call you with the details later. You’ll love Memphis, baby. I have so much to show ya. I can’t wait for you to see Graceland.” he said happily.
“Well, I can’t wait to see the place I’ve heard so much about. I should go now, I’ve gotta start packing my things before it’s too late.” she said softly. 
“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow, baby. I love you.” he mumbled. 
She was quiet after hearing those last words of his and she cleared your throat a bit, not really sure of what to say back. She loved him, but she wasn’t sure how to even say it to him; she just felt weird after everything.
“Me too, Elvis. I’ll talk to you soon.. Bye.” she whispered, hanging up the phone. 
Elvis furrowed his brow when she didn’t say it back to him, but he wasn’t going to let that get him down because his girl was coming to Memphis and he was over the moon with excitement. He quickly called down to Charlie’s room and informed him of the plans and told him to purchase her a plane ticket and then call her with the details. Not only was going to see his little daughter, but now he’d spend Christmas with the woman he loved and hoped that he could patch things up. He was even more excited for Lisa to meet Rebecca. He thought the two of them would get along well.  
Rebecca sighed, not knowing how she let him talk her into going down to Memphis, but she didn’t see the harm in it. At least she’d have some sort of plans for Christmas and she could see him again. She put the job search on hold and went to her closet and grabbed her suitcase out and sat it on her bed and then searched through her closet for clothes to wear. She wasn’t sure what the weather was like down in Memphis and New York was freezing. So, she decided to just pack for both climates just in case. The thought of meeting his daughter made her nervous. She wasn’t really great with kids or even knew how to talk to them. But she was going to do her best to try to bond with her in some way. After she had gotten both her suitcases packed she set them aside and plopped back down into her bed and grabbed her joint, taking a big drag from it as she stared at the phone waiting for Charlie to call with the information on her ticket. She was hoping the weed would knock her right out because she had no clue how she was going to sleep tonight. She felt so nervous because she hadn’t seen him in two weeks, she felt so silly feeling that way as if he was some high school crush. After some time Charlie did eventually call and she got all the information for her flight and wrote it all down and then she tried her best to get a few hours of sleep since her flight was leaving in the morning. But she did nothing but toss and turn most of the night. 
The Next Morning 
Morning had come quick and with only a few hours sleep Rebecca had woken up in a daze and she glanced over at the clock on her nightstand and nearly shot out of bed when she saw what time it was. Her flight was leaving in about two hours but with New York traffic who knows when she’d arrive. She quickly ran to the bathroom to shower and once she was done she blow dried and brushed out her hair and then ran into her bedroom, picking out a pair of jean bell bottoms and backless halter top and her boots and she slipped on her afghan suede coat and quickly grabbed her lipstick and put a little on before grabbing her suitcases and running down the stairs and out the door, locking up behind her and she hurried toward the street, flagging down a taxi and when one stopped for her she opened the door and threw her bags in before hopping inside and instructing the driver to take her to JFK airport. 
When Rebecca had left for the airport Elvis was calling only to see if she was home or not and when he got no answer he took it as she probably was at the airport. Elvis was already on his way to Memphis and only an hour out. He was happy to be seeing Rebecca and wanted to stay and wait at the airport for when her flight eventually got in. Lisa was coming the next day so he had some time to get settled with Rebecca and some alone time. Elvis anxiously stared out the window of the plane, his leg bouncing up and down as it did. He just wanted to see Rebecca already, it had been a long two weeks without her and he knew when he saw her he just wanted to pick her up and give her the biggest kiss. 
As he was close to Memphis, Rebecca had gotten to airport in the nick of time and grabbed her ticket from the check in desk and quickly made her way through security and went running toward gate, she hurried as best she could because the plane was boarding to Memphis and she got there out of breath and showing her ticket and she let out a soft sigh of relief as she boarded her plane, and she too was now on her way to Memphis. 
Memphis, TN
Elvis had arrived at the airport in Memphis, he always missed home when he was away. He and the guys had gotten off the plane where a car for the guys was waiting and Elvis’ blackhawk strutz was also waiting, he wanted to ride alone with Rebecca when she had arrived. Elvis made everyone wait and he got into his car with Jerry who waited with him, lighting up one of his cigars. It shouldn’t have been too long before she arrived, the flight was a little over 2 hours. He was just too excited to go home. Up in the air, Rebecca was staring out the window and just staring at the clouds. She had never been to the south, let alone Memphis, but Elvis had talked so much about it that it sometimes felt as if she had. The closer they were getting the more nervous she was becoming. Was she nervous about seeing him again or about meeting his daughter? She was starting to think it was both. She nervously grabbed her cigarettes out of her coat pocket and opened the pack, slipping her lighter out that she had hid inside and she placed a cigarette between her lips and lit it and she inhaled the smoke and immediately felt a calmness come over her as she slipped her lighter back into the pack and then back into her coat. The pilot came over the speaker announcing that they were nearly an hour away from the Memphis airport. She took a deep breath, finishing off her cigarette. 
After sometime Rebecca’s plane had landed at the Memphis airport and she grabbed her two suitcases and headed off the plane. Elvis had stayed in the car to not attract too much attention and he watched closely as everyone was getting off the plane and he smiled widely when he saw her stepping off the plane. Rebecca was looking around and saw Jerry step out of the strutz and she recognized him right away, walking toward the car quickly. As she got closer Elvis got out of the car with the biggest smile on his face which caused her to smile and once she reached him, he didn’t waste a moment to pull her into a hug, making her drop her suitcases as he lifted her off the ground, she let out a soft squeal and he kissed her lips deeply. Rebecca didn’t even hesitate to kiss him back as her arms wrapped around his shoulders, she didn’t realize just how much she missed him, the smell of him, the feel of him. She let out a soft content sigh, almost forgetting what issues they had as his soft lips pressed against hers in the most loving kiss before he set her back down. She smiled up at him and furrowed her brow seeing his appearance, his face was slightly bloated and he looked tired. Rebecca reached up to cup his face in her hands. 
“Are you doing okay?” she asked, concerned. 
He smiled warmly, leaning into her gentle touch. 
“I’m fine, honey. I’m better now that you’re here, I promise..” he mumbled. 
Rebecca didn’t believe him but just nodded anyway, caressing her fingers along his face and she looked toward the cars behind him. “Is your daughter with you?” she asked. 
“No, she’s coming tomorrow, I’ll have to meet her and her mother here tomorrow.” he smiled. She nodded at his words, a bit relieved that his daughter wasn’t there yet. It just felt like too much pressure. “C’mon, I’m excited for you to see Graceland.” he grinned, taking her hand and leading her over to the car and Jerry grabbed he bags, putting them into the trunk before he joined the other guys behind them. Rebecca ran her hand along the black strutz and smiled at Elvis. 
“I’ll say one thing.. You’ve got great taste in cars.” she laughed. 
“You wanna drive it, baby?” he grinned. 
“You’re gonna let me drive it?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. 
“Sure, why not? Y’know how to drive a manual?” he smiled, tossing her the keys before he got in on the passenger side. 
Rebecca’s face lit up and she nodded as she caught the keys in her hand and she could see the guys in the other car looking confused as to what was going on and why Elvis was letting her drive. She hurried and got into the car, adjusting the seat to her liking, she ran her hands over the steering wheel, looking over at Elvis. 
“You’re really gonna let me drive this?” she laughed. 
“Now you got me thinkin’ I shouldn’t.” he chuckled. 
“Oh, no.. I’ll be careful.” she hummed, putting the key into the ignition. 
Elvis smirked a bit, shaking his head and then began to give her directions on how to get to the road, she began to pull off listening to Elvis’ directions and the guys followed behind them. Once she reached the road Elvis told her where to go from there and they started making their way down Elvis Presley Blvd. 
“Of course even a street is named after you.” she rolled her eyes, laughing softly.. 
“Hey, I never asked for that.” he chuckled. 
Once Rebecca got comfortable she started to pick up some speed and Elvis held onto the door of the car, raising an eyebrow over at her. He didn’t think anyone could drive as crazy as he did, but she was soon to prove him wrong. 
“Alright, honey, we’ll be comin’ up on the house. You can’t miss it.” he said softly. 
“The musical note gates, right?” she replied. 
He furrowed his brow surprised that she even knew that and she glanced over to see his face and she giggled softly. “I told you, my mother is a fan.” she smirked and slowed down as they approached the gates and her eyes widened at the beautiful sight of the house sitting at the top of the hill. It was more beautiful than what she saw in pictures and bigger. Even his Christmas decorations outside were grand. The gates slowly opened and she revved the engine before shooting up the driveway that it even shocked Elvis how fast she was going. She came to a stop when they got to the front of the house and then she put the car in park and shut it off, laughing when she saw his face. “I scared you a little bit, huh?” she smirked. 
“You drive like a goddamn maniac.” he laughed, shaking his head before he got out of the car and Rebecca followed suit and she looked all over with a smile, taking it all in as she took a deep breath. 
“Wow, this is beautiful.” she said softly, looking over at him. 
“Just wait for the tour, baby.” he grinned, taking her hand and excitedly leading her inside like a little kid. 
“My bags, Elvis!” she squealed. 
“The guys will grab ‘em.” he smiled. 
They stopped in the foyer and she was speechless at the size of the place and the beautiful Christmas decor. She just smiled, shaking her head because she knew it would be over the top and very Elvis like his plane. Before she could have a good look around he was taking it to each room and sharing little stories of his mother and when he first bought the house. Rebecca listened the entire time and just smiled seeing how happy this house made him and all the memories he held dear to his heart especially those memories of his mother. It was a different side of Elvis she was seeing. A side that she only got a peek into when they would go on their dates in New York. He was dropping that mask he hid behind when he was around his friends and truly being open and hisself. That reason alone was another push to put aside the issues she still had with him. She was hoping maybe they could fix things between them. As Elvis continued to show her around, one of the guys brought her suitcases in and set them by the stairs. 
Rebecca and Elvis headed outside to the meditation garden and that was probably her favorite part of the tour. It was beautiful and peaceful and she loved the reason behind why he chose to have a meditation garden. Seeing that the guys were staying inside Elvis took advantage of their alone time and he sat down on one of the steps and patted the spot beside him and Rebecca sat down next to him, smiling a bit as she looked over at him. He took her hand into his and intertwined their fingers together and he stared down at their clasped hands before he looked up at her. 
“I know we got some things to talk about..” he said softly. 
“We don’t have to talk about them now, Elvis. It’s okay.” she mumbled, staring down at their hands. 
“No, I-I’d like to, baby. I’m sorry, I never meant to hurt ya or lie about anything.. I just.. I hope you’ll be able to trust me again.” he sighed. 
A small smile formed on her lips and she brought their hands up to her lips and she kissed his hand softly. 
“I know you’re sorry, I told you I’ve forgiven you. I was hurt but you also hurt Linda. I know I shouldn’t feel bad for her because as selfish as it sounds, I’m happy I’ve got you. But I can’t help but feel for her. It was wrong to lie and cheat. If I had known you were with someone I would've stopped speaking to you. But there isn’t much we can do about that now, but work through this.” she said, shrugging. 
“I know, honey. I never meant to hurt anyone. I-I love you and I swear to ya, I won’t hurt you again” he said softly, cupping her face in his other hand and she stared up at him, getting lost in those deep set sleepy eyes of his and she nodded slowly, leaning into his touch. 
“I believe you and. I love you too, Elvis. I really do. All I ask is for you to be honest with me from now on. Please?” she whispered. 
Elvis nodded at her words and now his eyes couldn’t stop staring at her rosy lips and he leaned in closer and kissed her soft and slow and she returned his sweet kiss, brushing her nose up against his, breaking their kiss. “Promise me..” she whispered softly against his lips. 
“I promise, baby..” he mumbled, crashing his lips against hers and they kissed deeply that every one of his kisses consumed her and now all she could think about was his hands all over her that day he stormed the porn set and the way he man handled her and how he felt inside of her. She reached her hands up and pressed them against his chest and she pulled back from him, licking over her lips and smirking up at him. 
“I want to show you how much I missed you..” she whispered, running one of her hands down from his chest along the soft velvet of his tracksuit until her hand reached the front of his pants and rub slowly over his crotch, she caused a groan to escape him and she began to giggle and continued to rub her hand slowly over his crotch, feeling him growing in his pants and now the groan that left him was even louder. She chewed on her bottom lip, giggling at the sight of the tent in his pants. 
“Shit.. N-Not here, baby..” he mumbled, he knew that if he went inside all the guys would see his hard on along with anyone else that may have been in the house, that was the last thing he wanted. So he looked around seeing the one place they could go. “Let’s go into my daddy’s office over there.” he nodded his head toward it. Rebecca nodded and hopped up eagerly, helping Elvis up as well and eyeing the hard-on in his pants as he led her over to the office that housed tons and tons of his fan mail. Once inside, Elvis locked the door and grabbed Rebecca and pulled her against him, his body smashing against hers. She shook her head at him, pulling away and she walked over to the desk and grabbed the chair, patting the seat. 
“Sit down.” she said. 
Elvis raised an eyebrow at her and walked over to the chair and sat down, a bit confused. She stood behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders, rubbing them gently as she leaned down to kiss along his ear slowly. “I told you, I wanted to show you how much I missed you. That means you don’t get to touch.. You understand?” she whispered in his ear. 
Elvis inhaled deeply, chewing on his bottom lip and nodding slowly, she was turning him on even more. “I understand..” he mumbled. 
“Good.” she grinned walking from behind him and standing directly in front of him now, staring him up and down as he sat with his legs spread wide open and slightly slumped into the chair. She removed her afghan coat and dropped it on the floor and then untied her halter top from around her neck and tugged it down until her breasts were completely exposed to him. His eyes widened at the very sight of the now topless girl in front of him and it was so unfair that he couldn’t touch her because now he was dying too. He was usually an ass and legs man, which Rebecca had plenty of. But he also really loved her breasts, they were perfect in his eyes. The chill in the room caused her nipples to harden which only furthered his arousal when he saw them. She noticed him staring just at her breasts with a look of awe on his face and she giggled, shaking her head and grabbing a hold of his hands and placed them right on her breasts and he squeezed them tight in his big hands and she let out a soft whimper feeling him grope her breasts and his fingers pinching her sensitive nipples. “Having fun?” she asked, smirking.
Elvis nodded, so turned on now that all he wanted to do was bend her over Vernon’s desk and fuck her just like he did in Vegas, but she had other plans for him. She watched as Elvis leaned forward and dragged his tongue along her left breast and his soft wet tongue hitting against her harden nipple caused a soft whine to escape her and he kissed her small areola slowly and then pressed the warmth of his soaked tongue against it before gliding it back over her nipple and taking it into his mouth as his hand played with her right breasts, pinching and tugging at her nipple. Her soft whines slowly turned into soft moans, his soft lips against her skin felt like heaven that the feeling of him sucking on her nipple caused her eyes to roll back and she tugged at his hair. She was becoming so turned on that she could feel her panties beginning to dampen with her wetness that was until she pushed him back and she giggled softly. “No more touching.” she hummed. 
A small pout formed on Elvis’ lips and he nodded obediently and he watched as she slunk down to her knees between his legs and she placed her hands on his thighs, rubbing and squeezing them in her hands and she stared up at him with a smirk before staring at the hard-on in his pants that she was sure was screaming for her touch. She slowly slid her hands up his thighs and hooked her hands into the waistband of his sweatpants and Elvis willingly lifted his hips and she wiggled his pants down and was met with a surprise because he had no underwear on and his cock came springing out of its captivity. Rebecca’s eyes widened at the beautiful sight and licked her lips when she saw the precum that coated the head of his cock. Elvis was staring right at her and swallowed harshly as his breathing began to quicken from the thought of how her mouth probably would feel around his cock. She wrapped her hand around the shaft of his cock stroking it from the base all the way to the head and using his precum as lube as she began to stroke his cock in her hand, slowly and softly pumping him and he groaned softly. The very sound of his groans was enough to make her cum right in her panties. 
She could feel him pulsing in her hand, his cock so desperate to be milked and she smirked up at him as she leaned forward and stuck her tongue out, dragging it around the head of his cock, licking up every inch of the precum that covered it and she let out a soft, “Mm..” as she licked her lips and then she parted them and slowly wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, sucking slowly. Elvis let out a loud groan and his hips bucked beneath her and one of his hands tangled into her hair. “Fuck.. That feels good..” he managed to mumble out in between all his groaning. Rebecca was so aroused that her panties were sticking to her because of how soaked she had gotten them pleasing him and with her free hand she unbuttoned her jeans and carefully slipped her hand into her pants and into her panties, running her index and middle finger between her wet velvety folds and teasing her fingers along her swollen and sensitive clit and she let out a soft moan around his cock. Elvis raised an eyebrow and glanced down to see her playing with herself as his cock was in her mouth and he was loving it. She slowly took his cock further into her mouth inch by inch until she could feel his cock down her throat and she gagged softly around him and his head tilted back against the chair as his hips thrusted forward into her mouth causing the most obscene sound to escape her as she choked around his cock. “Goddamn..“ he grunted. 
She pressed her fingers harder against her clit as she rubbed even more aggressively till the point that she was humping her fingers while he pumped his cock down her throat, tugging and pulling at her hair. She didn’t mind one bit letting him take control and use her mouth, she welcomed it. She felt both his hands now around her head, brushing her hair back and holding in a makeshift ponytail as he kept his hips still and bobbed her head on his cock slowly, saliva pooling from her mouth onto his cock as she gagged quietly and moaned around his cock and eventually slipping her fingers into her soaking pussy and pumping them at the same pace he moved her head. Elvis moaned softly and his hips bucked and his body tensing as he felt his climax growing and so desperate to cum down her throat he grabbed her hair tight and forced his cock down her throat, holding her there as he pumped himself hard in her mouth. His eyes rolled back and he grunted loudly and his breathing was so heavy by this point and her eyes were squeezed shut, small tears streaming from them as she moaned and gagged and then she felt the warmth of his cum glide down her throat and he slowly removed his cock out of her mouth when he finished, falling back against the chair nearly out of breath as he stared at her and she coughed and gagged, playing with the remnants of his cum in her mouth before she swallowed the rest of it and then showing him with a smirk. While he fucked her throat she had came all over her fingers and slowly slipped them out of her pants and she stood back up with a grin on her face and she straddled his lap and showed him her soaked fingers and he smirked, grabbing a hold of her hand and opening his mouth and sucking every inch of her arousal off her fingers. She bit down on her bottom lip watching him and when he removed her fingers from his mouth, she crashed her lips against his and they kissed sloppily, their tongues slipping into their mouths and tasting each other. 
Rebecca had only planned to give him a blowjob, but much like him she was wanting more. She kissed him once more before pulling back and smirking at him. “I know I said you couldn’t touch me, but I desperately want you inside of me again, Elvis..” she hummed. He grinned at her words and she was caught off guard when he stood up and lifted her up with him in his arms and he carried her over to his dad’s desk and pushed everything off onto the floor and Rebecca gasped. “Elvis!” she laughed. 
“It’s fine, I’ll just pay for whatever broke, baby.” he chuckled as he kissed her lips before roughly throwing her down onto the desk and she whimpered softly. Something about him being so rough turned her on so much that she wanted more. She watched eagerly as he grabbed her shoes and forced them off and grabbed a hold of her pants and tugged them down her legs and practically ripping them off of her and he smirked at the sight of her soaked panties and he happily got rid of those as well, he nearly had to peel them off her because of the way they clung to her pussy. He stared at the delicious sight of her dripping heat that was aching for him. She giggled watching him and sat herself up and unzipped his jacket. 
“I want to see you.. All of you..” she hummed. Elvis nodded and removed his jacket along with the shirt beneath it revealing his hairy chest and his round belly that she loved so much. She spread her legs wide open and he wrapped his arms around her thighs and forced her forward and she gasped softly, smirking up at him and he held onto her thighs and she reached down between her legs, grabbing his cock roughly in her grasp and he groaned lowly, smirking at her and she slowly guided his cock inside of her and she stared up at him, moaning and whimpering softly as his cock entered her inch by inch and her pussy clenching around him that it caused a moan to slip out of him and when his cock completely disappeared inside of her. “Don’t you cum inside of me..” she mumbled as she laid back against the cold wooden desk, running her hands along her breasts and squeezing them in her hands as he tightened his grip around her thighs and he began to slam his hips into her and his cock forcing her walls open around him making it easier for him roughly slam inside of her and she moaned loudly, grabbing a hold of the desk beneath her as he started to increase his speed and pounding into her with each rough thrust that his balls began to slap against her. His groans grew nearly as loud as her moans. She shut her eyes and arched her back against the desk as she began to moan out his name loudly as the passion between them increased and she reached down to grab one of his hands and she made him wrap it around her throat as her thighs wrapped around his waist. He smirked and began to squeeze his hand around her throat tight and she whimpered loudly, feeling every inch of him hitting deep inside of her, filling her up. She loved hearing his grunts in between his heavy pants.
The sexual tension between the two of them was so powerful that it wasn’t going to take much for either of them to cum especially after already cumming, Rebecca placed her hand over his that was still around her throat. “Choke me harder, daddy.” she mumbled and he raised an eyebrow at her words and slowly tightened his grip around her neck even more until she was nearly gasping for air and he slamming so hard into her that he was fucking her into the desk that now it began to creek and skid along the carpeting. Her moans were so loud even with him choking her that anyone was guaranteed to hear if they walked outside. The intensity was building and building between them that it felt like an explosion when they both reached their climaxes at the same time and she came all over Elvis’ cock and he was so aroused and drunk off the feeling of her pussy that he had no time to pull out and he ended up cumming inside of her, filling her up with his seed. When he realized what he had done he quickly pulled out of her and his cock was dripping in cum. It took Rebecca a moment to realize what had happened because she was on cloud 9 from the way he made her feel. But she could feel his cum leaking out of her and she sat up on her elbows, staring at him. 
“Elvis! What did I say??” she said breathlessly. 
“I-I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself. You on the pill, baby?” he asked as he tried to catch his breath. 
“Yeah, I am. But still..” she shook her head as she sat up and she let out a soft sigh, she started to laugh softly, sitting up all the way and leaning toward him to kiss his lips. “That was amazing..” she beamed. 
He chuckled softly. 
“It sure was.. We should probably get back before everyone starts to wonder where we are.” he smirked. 
She smiled and nodded and hopped off the desk and grabbed her clothes and she watched as Elvis took her ruined panties and she raised an eyebrow. “What are you going to do with those?” she laughed. 
“I haven’t decided yet.. But they’re mine now.” he smirked as he began to get dressed. 
She shook her head as she put her clothes back on and she started to look around the odd room, seeing a bunch of things from fans. “This is your dad’s office?” she asked. 
“Mhm, and where I keep gifts from fans.” he smiled. 
“I feel a little weird that we fucked on your dad’s desk.” she laughed. 
“Ah, hell, don’t worry ‘bout it. He won’t know, I’ll have everything cleaned up. .” Elvis laughed. When they were both dressed and looking presentable, Elvis took her hand and they both headed out of the office and back into the house where they got inside and the guys were scattered throughout the house doing their own thing. She noticed that Elvis didn’t seem to care one bit.. “Lemme show you upstairs, baby. The last part of the tour.” he beamed. 
Rebecca smiled and nodded and she watched him grab her bags and started to head up and she followed behind him and he stopped at his bedroom first and set her bags down and opened the door, setting her things inside. “This is my room.” he hummed. Rebecca peeked her head inside of his bedroom and she wasn’t surprised at all at the almost vampire-like decor and how cold he kept it. 
“It’s very you.” she giggled, following him as he took her hand and showed her Lisa’s room that was next door. 
“This is Lisa’s room.” he smiled. Rebecca looked inside and was surprised it was just a typical little girl’s room and she smiled at him. 
“It’s cute.” she beamed. 
Elvis nodded and led her back to his room where they both went inside and he shut the door behind them. She turned to face him and they both shared a smile with one another and she moved toward him, wrapping her arms around his abdomen, leaning up to kiss his lips. “Is it okay if I took a shower?” she asked. Elvis wrapped her up in his arms and nodded at her words, returning her soft kiss. 
“Of course, baby.” he smiled. She wiggled out of his arms even though he didn’t want to let her go, he chuckled to himself watching her head into the bathroom and she left the door cracked open, hoping he would pick up on her hint. She glanced over her shoulder to see him sitting down on his bed and she rolled her eyes. She leaned over to get the shower started and then she slowly began to undress, dropping her clothes onto the floor and pinning her hair up and she glanced back to see Elvis was still not taking the hint and she huffed softly. But little did she know he noticed her trying to get his attention and he was pretending not to just to annoy her. She came walking out of the bathroom completely naked and her hands on her hips, staring at Elvis. She cleared her throat. Elvis looked over at her with a wide smirk. “Yes, baby?” he grinned. 
“Are you going to come shower with me or what?” she pouted. 
He laughed and nodded, standing up from the bed. “I was just waitin’ on ya to ask.” he smirked.
She rolled her eyes with a smile as she headed back into the bathroom and he followed behind her, removing his clothes and he watched as she got inside the shower and he followed behind her moments after and she stared up at him with a smile as the water rained over the both of them and she grabbed the soap and a washcloth, lathering it up and then slowly washing his body, running her fingertips along along his soapy, hairy chest and down toward his belly as she continued to wash every part of him. Elvis chewed on his bottom lip, doing his best to not get turned on again but she was making it impossible. She saved the best for last and ran the washcloth along his flaccid cock and slightly pumped it in her hand as she cleaned him and then washed his balls and slightly squeezed them, causing soft moans to slip past his lips. She smirked when she felt him get hard and she pulled away once she finished. He narrowed his eyes at her playfully. “You little tease..” he laughed. 
“What? I was just helping you shower..” she said sweetly, giggling to herself as she glanced down at his hard on before turning to grab the shampoo, but once she did Elvis grabbed her hips and he pressed himself against her, his cock brushing up against her ass and slipping in between her ass cheeks and he cause her to squeal and drop the shampoo bottle. “Elvis..” she gasped. 
“Shhh..” he whispered to her as he pressed up against her harder and he grabbed another washcloth and lathered it up with soap and he began to wash her body, starting with her breasts that he gave lots of attention to and then washing other parts of her body until he finally reached between her legs, running the washcloth between her thighs and she whimpered softly, slightly closing her thighs around his hand as he got closer to her pussy. She inhaled sharply and he dropped the washcloth and then ran his long fingers along her folds and now her thighs closed even tighter around his hand and he forced her thighs back open by slapping his hand against them and she whimpered softly and then he slapped his hand roughly against her pussy causing her hips convulse at each slap, she whimpered and whined softly. 
“E-Elvis..” she mumbled. 
“I don’t wanna hear it..” he whispered, reaching up to unpin her hair and tossing the clip and then he grabbed a hold of her hair and wrapped it around his wrist a few times and he tugged and pulled at her hair, forcing her head back and she let out a soft gasp and his lips kissed along her exposed neck as his hips slowly grind against her and his cock rubbed against her ass and he shoved three of his fingers deep inside of her pussy causing her to squeal cutely, he pumped his fingers knuckle deep inside of her at a steady pace and she began to move and thrust her hips against his fingers, slowly and gradually beginning to ride them and he pulled at her hair again and she was getting so turned on that she was soaking his fingers and now his cock was rubbing against her ass faster and they moaned softly together as their bodies moved against one another. Elvis kissed along her ear and nipped playfully at it. “You like when daddy’s got his fingers deep inside ya, hm? You filthy little slut.” he whispered. Her eyes rolled back at his words and she didn’t think it was possible to become even wetter but it happened. He tugged her hair again and she whined softly. “Answer me.” he demanded. 
“Y-Yes, daddy!” she whimpered. 
He grinned at her words and he began to jackrabbit his fingers inside of her, slipping another finger inside and forcing her pussy to stretch open for him as he got his fingers as deep as he could and she was breathing heavily and crying out his name as she stirred her hips quicker against his fingers and now he was making things worse by pressing his thumb against her swollen clit and rubbing circles along it and she rolled her eyes shut and her body fell against his as she moaned louder than before. His fingers were like magic the way they knew just how to get her going and her toes curled against the bathtub and her hands grasped the shower wall and she was panting heavily as she approached her orgasm and she cried out loudly, moaning and screaming his name, her sounds being muffled by the sound of the shower and she came all over his fingers and squirted all over them, making a mess. To her surprise she felt ropes of his warm cum shooting out onto her ass, he had completely gotten off to her making such an embarrassing mess of herself. When Elvis slipped his fingers out of her, he sucked them clean and turned her around and they kissed sloppily, their wet, hot, naked bodies pressing against each other as they consumed one another. 
Elvis reached over and turned the shower off and he broke their kiss and scooped her up in his arms and she giggled softly, throwing her arms around his shoulders as he carried her into the bedroom. “Elvis, you’re getting water everywhere!” she laughed. He didn’t care one bit and he placed her right into his bed soaking wet and he climbed in beside her, the sheets becoming soaked with the water that fell from their bodies and he pulled her into his arms and their lips met once more as she clung to him, kissing him deeply, his heavy, warm body pressing hard up against her as they made out intensely, rolling around his bed that she began to giggle in between each kiss and when they stopped rolling around he laid on top of her and he started to kiss down to her neck, leaving the soft kisses to her skin, she wrapped her legs around him, smiling widely.
“I missed you so damn much, baby. So much..” he mumbled. 
She reached up to cup his face in her hands and made him look at her. 
“I missed you too, Elvis. As much as I didn’t want to admit it to myself.. I missed you so much.” she whispered. 
He smiled and nuzzled his face into her neck and her fingertips began to stroke the strands of his wet hair before he lifted his head back and kissed her little nose, then he pulled back and climbed off her to lay beside her and they both turned onto their side to face each other, laying so close that their bodies stayed pressed against one another. They laid their staring at each other in silence and she scanned every inch of his beautiful round face and she placed a hand on his cheek and gave it a gentle caress. “Are you sure you’ve been okay?” she whispered. 
Elvis let out a soft chuckle and nodded his head slowly. 
“I told you, honey, I’m fine.. It’s just been work and stress and missing you.. That’s all.” he smiled. 
She nodded, choosing to believe him and pressed soft kisses along his face slowly and he slipped his arms around her waist, holding her close as they just laid there in silence again, staring and smiling at each other. Usually sitting in silence with another person was weird and awkward but with each other, it was the most comforting thing in the world to them.. They were saying so much without saying a single word to one another as they stared into each other’s eyes dreamily. She continued to caress her fingers against his face, brushing some of his hair behind his ear. 
“I’m really happy you’re here, baby.” Elvis mumbled.
“Me too.. Thank you for never taking no for an answer, well most of the time.” she whispered, laughing softly. He laughed, running his fingers along her hip bone. 
“Why didn’t you go home for Christmas?” He asked. 
She let out a soft sigh because that was a bit of a touchy subject but it was Elvis and she never had an issue talking to him. “My mother and I don’t really get along. We used to.. But after my dad passed something just changed. Things only got worse when she found out what I did.” she said softly, 
Elvis was listening to her every word and feeling bad that she didn’t have a good relationship with her mother and that her dad was gone, he reached up to brush her hair out of her face. “What happened when she found out?” He asked. 
“Well, she was disappointed and she never fails to let me know what an embarrassment I am. When we do get along she finds a way to take a dig at me and my work and then it just continues on like that..” she just shrugged. 
“I’m so sorry, honey. It's awful that she treats her own daughter that way. You don’t deserve that.. Why didn’t you tell me?” he whispered, combing his fingers through her hair. 
Rebecca shrugged, not feeling like it was that important to share. 
“It doesn’t matter now because I’m spending Christmas with you this year and it’s been amazing so far.” She giggled. 
Elvis grinned and kissed her cheek. “It’ll be even better these next few days. Just you wait, my little doll.” He smiled, snuggling into her. Rebecca smiled widely at his words, wondering what he could be up to as she settled into his arms and snuggled right into the warmth of his body, turning over and pressing her back against him and his arms tighten around her small waist. She had never felt safer than when she was in his arms. They had tired themselves out already that they eventually ended up falling asleep. 
Later That Evening 
Elvis was snoring softly as he slept and his arms still had a hold on Rebecca who was beginning to wake up from their long nap and she turned over to face Elvis and her eyes slowly opened to the sight of him. She smiled tiredly to herself as she reached up to rub her hands over her eyes and then kissed the tip of his nose softly and brushed his hair out of his face as he slept. She thought he looked so cute whenever he slept and she loved his little snores that she couldn’t but giggle softly. She then began to carefully wiggle out of his arms and she quietly rolled out of the bed and went over to her suitcase to grab a fresh pair of panties and one of her Led Zeppelin t-shirts and slipped them on and then she went into the bathroom to gather up their clothes that was on the floor and cleaned it up before climbing back into bed beside Elvis. She could stay in this room all day with him and wouldn’t have a care in the world. She started to look around the room taking in every detail of the decor, shaking her head because he was so extra with everything he did. She glanced back over at Elvis and leaned down to start leaving little kisses to his cheek, trying to wake him up. He began to move and let out a soft groan and then his beautiful dark lashes fluttered open and his sleepy blue eyes staring up at her. “Whaddya doin’, baby?” he chuckled softly, closing his eyes again as he turned over to lay on his back and Rebecca laid back down, resting her head against his chest and staring up at him, pressing kisses to his chin. 
“Wake up! I’m hungry.” she giggled. 
He let out another tired chuckle and he opened his eyes to glance down at her and he slipped an arm around her and brushed his hand along her back and now he was fully awake. “I can call down and get us something to eat. You ever had a fried peanut butter and banana sandwich? ” he hummed. 
Rebecca raised an eyebrow at his words and shook her head. “No, but that actually sounds pretty good.” 
she smiled. 
“It’s delicious.” he smiled as he sat up now and Rebecca sat up beside him, slipping her arm around his as he reached over for the phone and he called down to the kitchen to his cook Mary and asked her to make two fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches with two cokes. Elvis looked at the time and he let out a soft chuckle. “Well, shit, I didn’t think we slept that long.” 
Rebecca laughed. “It was all the fucking.” she smirked. 
He smirked and nodded before he slipped out of bed to put on his silk pajamas and she watched him just smiling to herself. Elvis looked over at her and noticed her shirt. “Y’know, if I didn’t love ya so much I’d be mad you weren’t wearing a shirt with me on it.” he laughed. She glanced down at her shirt and then back at him, rolling her eyes. 
“I thought you liked Led Zeppelin?” she said softly. 
“Oh, I do.” he chuckled, plopping back into bed with her. 
“So, you just have a big ego and want to see me wearing your face.” she said jokingly, laughing as she climbed into his lap. 
“Mhm..” he smirked, slipping his arms around her and kissing her softly.
“Well it’s not gonna happen.” she mumbled on his lips, giggling. 
He narrowed his eyes at her playfully and shook his head. Then he heard a light knock on the door knowing that it was Mary with their food and Rebecca climbed off his lap and let him go answer it and she smiled seeing how sweet Elvis was with her as he grabbed their food and then he shut the door and set the food down and Rebecca wasted no time grabbing a plate and one of the cokes and she sat back against the bed and began to take a few small bites and the sandwich was interesting and she really liked it. Elvis stared at her as he sat down, watching her expression. “How is it?” he asked. 
“It’s good! I like it!” she beamed, taking a few more bites. He was pleased to hear that and he started to eat his own sandwich. Rebecca rested her head against his shoulder as they continued to eat. 
“I can’t wait for you to meet Lisa tomorrow, baby. I’ve told her all about you.” he smiled. Rebecca took a swig of her coke and just nodded and smiled at him. She was excited but also very nervous to meet his daughter. She was afraid Lisa may not like her or worse Rebecca wouldn’t know how to bond with her because she’s never really been around little kids like that. After they finished their food the both of them laid back down and cuddled back up together, neither of them even bothering to venture downstairs for the rest of the night. They were completely comfortable with just staying in his bedroom which wasn’t out of the ordinary for Elvis. Rebecca was laying her head against his chest and running her fingers along his silk pajama shirt and rubbing his belly as he held her close in his arms and they must have been really tired because they ended up falling back asleep for the rest of the night. 
December 22, 1975 - Early Morning
Elvis had to meet Priscilla at the airport to get Lisa and he was up earlier than usual and Rebecca was sound asleep beside him that he didn’t want to wake her as he rolled out of bed and got cleaned up and changed into his dark blue and white sweatsuit and he put his glasses on and before he headed out, he leaned down to kiss Rebecca’s cheek and then made his way out of the bedroom and downstairs where Joe and Vernon were waiting for him and the three of them headed to the airport to get his babygirl. He and Priscilla had become good friends with one another after their divorce and their meetups like this were always a happy one where the two of them took a moment or two to catch up as Lisa clung to him excited to be back in Memphis and with her daddy. Once the two of them said their goodbyes to her mother he helped Lisa into the car where her grandpa excitedly greeted her and she climbed into the front seat and sat between Elvis and Vernon as they were making their way back to the house. 
Rebecca had woken up and saw that Elvis was gone and now her heart was pounding because she knew he went to pick Lisa up. She laid in his bed listening out for his return as she pulled the covers over herself and moments passed and she heard the front door open and the sound of his voice along with two other men and then the small little voice calling out to Elvis and she knew that was Lisa. She hoped that he didn’t bring her into the room; she wasn’t dressed nor ready for their introduction. 
“Yisa, baby, put your things in your room and as soon as Mary gets here we’ll have breakfast and daddy will introduce ya to his friend.” he said softly. 
“Okay, daddy.” the little voice said. Rebecca could hear her little footsteps running upstairs and into her bedroom where she was getting settled and then Elvis started making his way upstairs as well and into his bedroom where he was surprised to see Rebecca awake and he smiled. 
“Hey, honey, when’d ya wake up?” he said softly. 
“Not too long ago.” Rebecca hummed, stretching across his bed. 
It would be some time until Mary arrived and he was a bit hungry himself and he had never asked Rebecca to make him anything, mainly because he was scared she’d slap the shit out of him if he dared ask her to cook. But he’d figured he’d ask anyway. He sat down beside her and smiled. “Baby?” he hummed. 
“Yes?” she smiled at him. 
“Would ya mind makin’ me somethin’ to eat and Lisa as well? Mary won’t be here for another hour or so..” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Rebecca furrowed her brow at him and gave him a look. 
“Is this your way of trying to turn me into some housewife? Because that won’t happen, but sure I’ll make something.” she laughed, rolling her eyes. 
“You? A housewife? Hell would freeze over if that happened, baby. Do ya know how to cook?” he laughed. 
Rebecca reached over and slapped his arm hard as she sat up. 
“Shut up and yes I do know how to cook.” she huffed as she climbed out of his bed and went to put a pair of pants on as he chuckled. 
“I’m just askin’. Ya know what I like, honey?” he smiled. 
“Mhm.. I’ve seen you order it a dozen times, Elvis. Two eggs hard and bacon burnt.” she laughed. Elvis was impressed that she remembered just how he liked his eggs and bacon, he wouldn’t eat it any other way or at all if it wasn’t made right. 
“Thank you, baby. Lisa likes pancakes.” he smiled. 
Rebecca nodded before she headed out of the room and downstairs to his massive kitchen, where she didn’t know where anything was so she was opening cabinets looking for pans and everything she needed. She wanted to make sure that she made the pancakes just right for Lisa, hoping that if she didn’t like her that would make her like her. Lisa could hear the slamming of cabinets and pans clanging from downstairs and she assumed that Mary had come and she always loved whatever she cooked. So she came out of her room and hurried downstairs excitedly and then when she saw the woman in the kitchen wasn’t Mary she furrowed her brow, wondering who this person was. Rebecca was getting Elvis’ eggs and bacon started when Lisa came walking into the kitchen behind her. 
“Who are you?” the sassy little voice said. 
Rebecca raised an eyebrow when she heard the small voice behind her and the amount of sass behind it and she turned to see Lisa standing with her arms folded across her chest. Rebecca was taken aback because she had seen tons of pictures of Lisa and she looked like Elvis, but seeing her in person she could’ve been his twin. Rebecca placed her hands on her hips and decided to give her the sass right back. 
“I’m Rebecca, who are you?” she hummed, acting as if she had no idea who this little girl was in front of her. 
Lisa narrowed her eyes at the young woman because how could she not know who she is? Everyone knew who she was but Lisa knew who she was as soon as she said her name. “I’m Lisa!” she huffed. 
“Oh, that’s right, your daddy has told me so much about you.” Rebecca smirked, the two of them stared at one another and it felt as if Lisa was trying to intimidate her, but that wouldn’t work with her. Lisa looked behind Rebecca and saw the mess she had made in the kitchen. 
“What are you doing?” Lisa asked. 
“Your daddy asked me to make the two of you breakfast. You like pancakes, right?” Rebecca asked. 
Lisa was surprised to know she knew that and she was still suspicious about her as she looked Rebecca up and down and looked around the kitchen. “I like chocolate chip pancakes.” Lisa muttered. 
Rebecca furrowed her brow. “Oh okay, um, I’ll have to see if there’s chocolate chips.” she said softly, now searching around the kitchen frantically as Lisa watched her and began to giggle watching her nervously look around. Lisa went to take a seat at the table and continued to watch her. 
“The chocolate chips are in the fridge.” Lisa chimed in. 
“Oh, I knew that.” Rebecca rolled her eyes as she opened the fridge and found the chocolate chips and then went back to the stove to finish up Elvis’ food. Lisa continued to watch her. 
“Are you daddy’s new girlfriend?” Lisa asked. 
Rebecca glanced over her shoulder at Lisa and smiled to herself, she wasn’t really sure what the two of them were because they never actually labeled it as anything. “Um.. Yeah, I guess I am.” she hummed. 
Lisa nodded, now having to get to know Rebecca. “I liked Linda.” she muttered. 
Rebecca rolled her eyes at the sound of that name and tried her best to not let it get to her. “I’m sure she was nice.” she mumbled, plating Elvis’ food for him and turning to face Lisa. “Do you think you can take this up to your daddy?” she asked. 
Lisa smiled and nodded, carefully taking the plate into her hands and then slowly making her way out of the kitchen and upstairs to his room. Rebecca started on the pancakes and could overhear Lisa calling out to Elvis that his food was ready. Elvis smiled at his little girl and leaned down to kiss her cheek as he took the plate, assuming that she and Rebecca had met. “Thank you, honey. She cooked it just how daddy likes it.” he chuckled. “Why don’t ya go back down and help her with your pancakes, baby.” he hummed. She huffed not really wanting to help Rebecca and she nodded and headed back downstairs and she walked up to Rebecca, peering over at the pancake mix. 
“That’s not enough chocolate chips.” Lisa muttered as she went to grab a chair and sliding it over towards Rebecca and she climbed on top of it. Rebecca gave her a look and watched as she took the bag of chocolate chips and nearly poured the whole bag in. 
“You’re gonna have more chocolate chips than pancakes.” Rebecca replied. 
“So?” Lisa snapped. 
“Okay, they’re your pancakes.” she rolled her eyes, she could tell the two of them were not going to get along already. She began to pour the batter in the pan making her a few pancakes. Once they were finished she plated them and sat it on the table along with the syrup and Rebecca decided to eat one of the extra ones along with some eggs she made for herself and the two girls sat at the table beside each other, not saying a word as they began to eat. Elvis was curious as to how things were going downstairs so once he finished his breakfast he headed downstairs and quietly stood off to the corner as he watched the two of them. 
Rebecca looked over at Lisa determined to get this kid to like her. “So, what kind of music do you listen to?” she asked, taking another bite of her eggs. Lisa looked at her as she shoved another piece of her pancake into her mouth and she looked at Rebecca’s shirt. 
“I like Led Zeppelin.” Lisa mumbled. 
“You do?” Rebecca said, surprised, smiling. 
She nodded. “Daddy can’t stand it when I play their songs.” she laughed. 
“Oh, really? He told me he liked them. He’s probably just mad you aren’t listening to him.” Rebecca teased. 
“I like daddy’s songs, but Led Zeppelin is better.” she giggled. Elvis rolled his eyes and shook his head, he only hated when she played their songs because she’d have it so loud. 
“Robert is cute.” Lisa giggled. Rebecca grinned and giggled along with Lisa. 
“He is cute. But Jimmy is hot. That hair, those curls.. He’s gorgeous.” Rebecca laughed. Lisa giggled and nodded in agreement, she knew Elvis would hate to hear her talking like that. 
Elvis was feeling uncomfortable now listening to their conversation and he just shook his head in disapproval, but he was happy that the two of them had something in common and were getting on fine, even if he was getting a little jealous of the way Rebecca was talking about Jimmy Page.. 
“I’ve seen them in concert a few times. Maybe one time your daddy will let me take you.” Rebecca smiled, feeling the tension between them slowly fading. 
“Really?!” Lisa said happily, continuing to eat her pancakes. 
“Mhm, but we’ll see what he says.” she shrugged. 
Elvis suddenly emerged and made his presence known. “Are y’all done talking about boys now? Yisa, you ain’t old enough to go to a concert like that.” 
“Were you listening this entire time!?” Rebecca laughed, shaking her head. 
“Not the whole time. But I heard enough.” he shot her a playful glare. 
She smiled at him sweetly, finishing up her breakfast. 
“The two of you hurry up and finish and get dressed. I want to show Rebecca Memphis and maybe we’ll do a little Christmas shopping for any last minute gifts.” Elvis smiled. 
Rebecca smiled and cleaned up the plates and the mess she made in the kitchen and Lisa hurried upstairs to get changed, excited to take a ride around town. Elvis came over to Rebecca and slipped his arms around her waist from behind and kissed her cheek softly. “She seems to take a liking to you.” he mumbled. 
“Yeah, you should’ve been down here when she first came in here. She’s a little spit fire. Man, she could be your twin.” Rebecca laughed, causing Elvis to laugh because he agreed. She was  finishing up cleaning and then slipping out of Elvis’ grasp. “I’m going to get dressed.” she smiled, kissing his lips before she headed upstairs to quickly change. She sported a mini dressed with some knee high boots and her afghan coat and when she got downstairs Elvis and Lisa were already waiting. Lisa reached out to touch her coat and she smiled up at Elvis. 
“Can I have a coat like this, daddy? It’s pretty.” she hummed.
Rebecca smiled and looked at Elvis who was smiling down at Lisa and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Sure, baby, if we can find one while we’re out I’ll buy ya one.” he mumbled and Lisa ran out to the car excitedly. Rebecca laughed softly, seeing how much Elvis adored Lisa and would give her anything she asked for. She thought it was the cutest thing. “Damn, you look good, baby.” he muttered, eyeing Rebecca up and down as he took her hand. 
“Thank you, honey. I knew you would like it.” she whispered, kissing his cheek before she let go of his hand and followed Lisa to the car. A smirk formed on his lips and he followed his girls out and hopped into the driver's seat as they both got in the car, Lisa sitting right in the middle of them as Elvis began to drive off and out the gates of Graceland. Elvis showed Rebecca everything, from the first apartments he lived in with his family, to the first real fancy house they lived in before Graceland, along with where he recorded his first song at Sun Studios and where he graduated high school. This was the usual thing Elvis did whenever someone hadn’t been to Memphis he’d show them every piece of history that got him to where he was today. Rebecca loved every moment of it and just getting to know Elvis more and actually seeing these places he always spoke about with her. Then they finally got to a few shops and the three of them went inside. When Elvis tried to hold Rebecca’s hand, Lisa butted in and took his hand before Rebecca got the chance and she glanced down at Lisa who was sticking her tongue out at her, Rebecca narrowed her eyes and she stuck her tongue out back at her, she had thought they were getting along, but it seemed Lisa wasn’t going to be giving in that easily.
As they walked around the store Rebecca ventured off on her own looking for a gift to buy Elvis, but she wasn’t sure what to get him. She wanted it to be special and unique and then she suddenly got an idea when she saw a flier in the store for a local photographer shop that said they take professional portraits and suddenly Rebecca grinned widely, knowing exactly what she was going to do for him, she took the flier and stuffed it into her purse and she saw Lisa walking toward her as Elvis was still looking around buying gifts for everyone he hadn’t bought for yet. 
“Will you help me pick a gift out for my daddy?” Lisa said, looking up at her. 
“Oh, sure, what did you have in mind for him?” she asked. 
Lisa just shrugged, having no idea what to get him. 
“Okay, let’s find him something.” she said softly, as the two of them walked around the store together looking at a few different things until Lisa stopped and saw a few  little bracelets and she pointed at one. 
“What about that?” she asked. 
“That would be cute. We could get it engraved and have it say, ‘I love you’ on the front and then on the back ‘From Yisa’ how’s that sound” she smiled. Lisa liked that idea and nodded her head with a smile. “Okay, go distract him  so he doesn’t come over here.” Lisa laughed and ran over to Elvis getting his attention by trying to show him a few things in the store. Rebecca asked one of the shop owners for the bracelet Lisa picked out and told him how she wanted it engraved and while Elvis was distracted she quickly paid for it and the shop owner told her it would be ready later that day or early tomorrow morning. Rebecca nodded and thanked him before she joined Elvis and Lisa. 
“Ready to go?” Elvis asked. 
“Yes.” she hummed. 
“Okay, let me go pay for this and we can head back to the house.” he said before walking up to the checkout counter to pay for all the things he picked out. Lisa looked up at Rebecca and reached over to hold her hand. Rebecca was surprised when she felt her take her hand and she smiled at the little girl. 
“Thank you, Becca.” Lisa hummed, giving her a nickname. 
Rebecca laughed, because only her friends called her that but she didn’t mind if she did that only meant maybe they were becoming friends. “Anytime, kid.” she grinned. Elvis came back with his hands full of bags. 
“Let’s go, ladies..” he hummed and the three of them headed out to the car and Rebecca helped Lisa inside as Elvis put the bags in the back and then got into the driver's seat. Lisa fumbled around with the radio and Elvis raised an eyebrow at her because he couldn’t keep up with some of the music she listened to but he never stopped her when she wanted to listen to something she liked. She finally stopped it at a station that was playing David Bowie’s Golden Years. Rebecca grinned at Lisa when she started to sing along to the song, she was liking this kid more and more and then she too joined in along with her, clapping along to the song. Elvis shook his head and laughed as he listened to the two of them singing. He didn’t mind Bowie, especially knowing Lisa liked him but he did find him a little strange. 
“Gold, golden years, gold, whop whop whop, come get up, my baby..” Rebecca sang loudly. 
“Run for the shadows, run for the shadows in these golden years..” Lisa sang happily.
“I'll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years.. Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years!” They both sang together, laughing. 
Elvis was smiling and surprisingly humming along to the song as his fingers drummed against the steering wheel. He was so happy to see the two of them just bonding and finding more things they have in common. He knew it took Lisa time to warm up to people, but he knew she’d love Rebecca the way he did and the breath of fresh air that she was and just how fun she could be. Rebecca just never failed to surprise him or make him smile. 
Christmas Day
Graceland was packed with everyone and their families, Rebecca had never seen such a sight at Christmas with her family. It was always just her parents and her grandmother. But anything Elvis did was grand. Everyone was sitting in the living room by the Christmas tree ready to exchange their gifts. Rebecca was saving her gift for last because she didn’t want anyone but Elvis to see it. Three days prior she had made a plan to get some professional photos taken of her for him personally. She had gotten in contact with the photographer and the photoshoot she was asking for was something he had never done before, but she was a paying customer and he agreed. She had borrowed Elvis’ car and told him she had a few things she wanted to get for Lisa, which she did along with doing her photoshoot. Rebecca was no stranger to the camera clothes on or off. She took some racy photos for Elvis, posing seductively against a sheet and a pillow in her lingerie. She wore lace white panties that hardly covered her ass and a white lace bra that left nothing to the imagination and when they had gotten more than enough photos, she was quite pleased with how they came out. She placed them in a pink envelope and wrote ‘Elvis’ on the front before tying a little ribbon around it. She of course had another gift to give him that was something appropriate to give in front of everyone. Now she was sitting beside him with the little envelope in her purse as everyone began to give their gifts to each other. Elvis handed three to Rebecca, and a few others out to everyone else, Lisa had more than anyone and they all sat underneath the tree. Before she excitedly tore them all open she grabbed her gifts she wanted to give him, two of them being little pictures she had drawn for him and then a little box that housed the bracelet she and Rebecca picked out for him. 
“Here you go, daddy. I got these for you! Becca helped me pick that one.” she smiled, pointing at the box. 
Elvis smiled widely at them both and when he saw the two pictures she had drawn for him, he was nearly tearing up at them as he pulled her into a hug. “Thank you, Yisa. I love my pretty pictures. Now let’s see what’s in this little box.” he beamed, tearing the wrapping paper off and opening the box to see the little silver bracelet and he read the engraving that was on it and now his smile was even bigger and he pulled her into another hug and she giggled softly, hugging him back. “It’s beautiful, baby. Thank you.” he hummed, looking over at Rebecca and smiling at her, reaching over to take her hand, thanking her. Rebecca nodded, smiling at the two of them. “Open your gifts, Rebecca.” he grinned. 
Rebecca smiled, opening each one of her gifts. She hated when Elvis bought her anything because he could never do something simple; he had to go above and beyond. He had gotten her a few pieces of expensive jewelry, a matching necklace and earrings set that perfectly matched her style. “Oh my god, Elvis, this looks too expensive for me..” she said softly. 
“Do you like it, baby?” he asked. 
“Well, yeah, but this is too much..” she hummed. 
“It’s a Christmas present. Don’t worry ‘bout it, baby.” he leaned over to kiss her softly. “Now open the last one.” he grinned. 
“Okay, okay. Thank you, Elvis.” she smiled as she opened the last gift that was in a tiny box. She raised an eyebrow when saw it was a key. “Um, what is this to?” she asked curiously. Elvis got up and helped her up. 
“Why don’t ya go outside and see..” he beamed. She furrowed her brow at him and then nervously began to walk toward the front door and everyone followed behind her. The guys already knew what it was but everyone else had no idea. When Rebecca stepped outside a car just like Elvis’ strutz was parked out front. Rebecca looked back at Elvis confused. “It’s yours!” Elvis said happily. 
“W-What?” she mumbled. 
“I saw how much you liked driving mine and well, I figured I’d get you your own, baby. You ain’t gonna be drivin’ like a damn maniac in mine.” he chuckled. 
“Elvis.. A car!? The jewelry is one thing, but now this is way too much. I don’t even drive in New York. What am I going to do with it?” she said, not trying to sound ungrateful. 
“You’ll drive it around here whenever you visit! Don’t ya like it?” he asked. 
“O-of course I do, it’s a beautiful car. But this is way too much as a Christmas gift, Elvis.” she sighed. 
“It’s never too much, baby. I wanted you to have the car.” he smiled, pulling her into his arms and kissing her softly to keep her from saying another word. “Now would ya hush up? Enjoy your new car!” he grinned. She looked up at him and nodded, she was more than appreciative for his gift, but she had never been given something so expensive before. She didn’t feel right for taking it. But she knew he wouldn’t accept no for an answer and that he wouldn’t take it back. “Get in the car and let’s see ya in it.” he grinned. Rebecca went over to the car and Lisa followed behind her wanting to get inside with her, she noticed Lisa following her and opened the passenger side door for her before getting in on the drivers side, running her hands along the leather of the steering wheel and sinking into the leather seats, still unable to believe that he really went and bought her a car. Elvis was smiling proudly seeing his two favorite girls sitting in style in the Strutz. He grabbed the camera from Charlie and took a few pictures of them in it. Now she was feeling a little more comfortable, she and Lisa began to pose for him in the car as he snapped away. 
“Alright, let’s go back inside so Yisa can open her gifts.” Elvis beamed. As soon as Lisa heard that she hopped right out the car and Rebecca laughed getting out of the car and following behind her and everyone else as they went back inside, Elvis slipped his arm around Rebecca and kissed her cheek as they walked in behind everyone and she slipped an arm around him, smiling up at him as they made their way back to the living room and they both sat down on the floor with their arms still wrapped around one another as they watched Lisa open up every single one of her gifts making a mess of the wrapping paper everywhere and she loved every single gift she got. Rebecca looked over at Elvis who was smiling happily because of the happiness on Lisa’s little face. She kissed his cheek several times. 
“I’ve got three gifts for you, but I can only give you one right now..” she whispered to him, giggling softly. He raised an eyebrow wondering what the other two gifts were and he smirked to himself, just nodding at her words. She grabbed the one gift and slide it into his lap and he reached down and smiled, ripping the wrapping paper off and it was obvious it was some sort of clothing because of the box it was in and when he opened it and lifted the shirt up, he narrowed his eyes at her and she started laughing because it was his own Led Zeppelin shirt. 
“Very funny, baby.” he said softly. 
“What is it, daddy?!” Lisa asked curiously. 
Elvis turned the shirt around to show Lisa and she laughed. “I guess I’ll be sporting a Zeppelin shirt like the two of you.” he chucked, shaking his head. Rebecca laughed softly. 
Once everyone had gotten their gifts open and the day was winding down and Lisa was busy playing with her new toys, Elvis and Rebecca eventually snuck away to another room. “Now what are these other gifts? Hm?” he asked. 
“Well.. You’ll have to come upstairs for me to show you, baby.” she giggled, taking his hand and quickly sneaking past everyone and heading upstairs to his bedroom, she locked the door behind her, which caught Elvis’ attention and now he was picking up on what his gift was going to be. She pulled the little pink envelope out and handed it to Elvis. “That’s gift number one. Gift number two will be out in just a second.” she smirked, grabbing her suitcase and heading into the bathroom. Elvis grinned and unraveled the ribbon that was tied around the envelope and then he opened it and slid the photos out and his eyes widened when he realized what they were photos of Rebecca. He grinned to himself as he flipped through them and each one was her in different poses in her bra and panties. It was one hell of a christmas present he thought and now he couldn’t stop looking at them. Beautiful was an understatement when it came to her, she was breathtaking in each photo. He didn’t know how he got so lucky to be with such a gorgeous woman. Just looking at the photos was turning him on. 
Meanwhile Rebecca was in the bathroom getting undressed and she grabbed the lime green stockings she had packed. She wasn’t sure how these few days with Elvis were going to go, but she came prepared for him. She slipped on the soft stockings that went up to her thighs, and then she stood in the mirror and put on some red lipstick and ran her fingers through her hair before giving herself one last look before she opened the bathroom door and stood in the doorway in just those lime green sheer stockings, giggling. “Elvis..” she hummed. When he looked up he nearly dropped all the pictures on the floor when he saw her standing in the doorway naked and the stockings that clung to her thighs. 
“Holy.. Goddamn.. I-Is this gift number two?” he asked, chuckling nervously. 
“Mhm.. Did you like the pictures?” she giggled, slowly walking over to him. He was staring up at her his eyes scanning every one of her naked body, completely distracted by the beautiful sight. He couldn’t form words and he just nodded. 
“I love them..” he mumbled.
“Good.. Because I think you’ll like what I give you next even more..” she hummed, biting her bottom lip. 
He swallowed harshly, watching her move closer to him and she grabbed the pictures and tossed them on his bedside table and she pushed him back against the bed and he let out a soft groan as he laid back, staring up at her as she climbed on top of him and when he went to grab her waist, she grabbed his hands and forced them above his head and she shook her head at him. “No touching.. Not yet, daddy..” she whispered as she climbed further up his body until his head was right between her thighs and her pussy inches away from his face and he licked over his lips staring at the one thing he desired more than anything, she squeezed her thighs around his head which caused a groan to escape him, before she sat right on top of his face, slowly dragging her pussy along his nose and his full lips, she let out a soft whimper. She felt so sensitive already and he hadn’t even touched her yet. Elvis was in heaven as his pussy slid up and down his face and her slick coating every inch of it. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her ass and his hands squeezed her ass tight before he gave it a slap and she squealed softly, smirking at him and he pushed her down more, wanting to be completely buried in her pussy and his wet tongue lapped up every inch of her juices, and circled around her clit before he slid his tongue back down and slip it inside of her and she let out a soft moan.
Elvis began to slowly grind her hips on his face, his nose rubbing right up against her clit and stimulating her even further toward her arousal, he groaned against her pussy as he forced his tongue inside of her deeper and she gasped softly. “Fuck, daddy.. Just like that..” she moaned, grabbing a hand full of his hair with both hands as she began to ride his face slowly, the friction of his nose rubbing up against her clit causing her eyes to roll back and she moaned louder, her thighs squeezing around his head and his groans and moans coming out muffled against her as he tongue fucked her faster. His hands running along her thighs and fingertips circling along the thin fabric of her stockings, squeezing her thighs tight before his hands traveled back up to her ass, slapping it hard. She whimpered quietly, slightly bouncing on his face. Elvis couldn’t get enough of her that he would be willing to suffocate right in her pussy that was dripped in her arousal all over his face. She pulled and tugged at his dark hair, bouncing and riding his face as she threw her head back in ecstasy, crying out his name. She groaned loudly and ate her out like a man starved, she began to pant heavily as her eyes rolled back and nearly lost control of her body when she suddenly reached her orgasm and came all over his face, making a mess over him. He loved it so much that he slipped his tongue out of her and began to lick up every inch of her sweet juices that coated her thighs and dripped from her pussy. She rolled her hips against his face and his arms wrapped around her hips, keeping her still as he licked her clean. She let out soft kitten whimpers, the feeling of his tongue drove her wild. “Mm.. fuck.. Let’s see if little Elvis is awake..” she giggled, reaching behind her and running her hands along his crotch and she could feel just how rock hard he was for her, Elvis’ hips bucked from her touch.. “Mm.. Time to take care of him..” she smirked. 
“P-Please..” Elvis begged, his words muffled from between her legs. She slowly lifted herself off of his face and slid herself back down his body, seeing his face soaked in her juices, he licked his lips wanting to taste more of her. She straddled his lap, unzipping his sweatsuit jacket and practically tearing it off of him and she kissed along his hairy chest slowly and left a trail of kisses all the way down to his belly that she kissed over and over, running her hands along it. He exhaled sharply, watching her kiss every inch of his belly before she tucked her fingers beneath the waistband of his pants and Elvis slightly lifted his hips for her, so needy and desperate for her to release his cock. She slowly slid his pants down and his cock plopped right out hitting up against his belly. She chewed on her bottom lip at the sight of his big cock. 
“You just relax, daddy. I’m going to take good care of you..” she hummed, lifting herself up and grabbing a hold of his cock and slowly guiding it inside of her and she whimpered softly feeling him enter and stretching her out as his cock moved inside of her inch by inch until she made it completely disappear. She let out a shaky moan and he groaned loudly, she placed her hands on his chest and his big hands grabbed her hips and she slowly stirred her hips against him, his cock gradually pumping inside of her with each slow movement she made. Her hands grasped his chest and her nails dug right into his skin as she picked up the pace and now was bouncing on his cock, grinding against him. He was moaning and letting soft grunts escape his lips as he watched her ride him and her breasts bouncing in his face so effortlessly. She looked so beautiful, perfect even the way she bounced on top of him, that he didn’t think it was possible to be more in love than he already was with her. She lifted her hips and slammed right down on his cock and she did that over and over, burying his cock deep inside of her and that drove him crazy. 
“Ah, fuck.. Baby..” he moaned, tightening his grip around her hips and now he held her still and began to thrust his hips upwards, slamming his cock inside her and she squealed and moaned loudly as she leaned over him, her chest pressing against his and his hands grabbed a hold of her ass as she moved against him. Every thrust he made was building the arousal and ecstasy between them. She could never get enough of his cock inside of her. He made her feel like no other man could the way he filled her up and made her body ache in need of him, burned for him, screaming for more as her pussy clenched around him, taking him deeper with each stroke he made that seemed to get harder with each thrust. She liked when he would take charge and remind her of who was the dominant one in their relationship. As she sat herself back up she leaned over him and her breasts ran along his face, he nearly went mad as his hips bucked. The sounds that escaped them were loud and heavy and their bodies hot and slicked in sweat as they moved against each other. Now he was flipping them around and the weight of him consuming her as she wrapped her legs around him and now he pounded deep inside of her, fucking her right into the matteress and she screamed out his name, her nails clawing and scratching at his back. She tried to squeeze him in further, wanting him to just crush her with his body weight.
Their eyes met and sweat gathered at his brow dripped onto her face and she crashed her lips against his as they moaned into each other’s mouths as he thrusted into her deeper, his cock slamming against her walls, she felt sore, but didn’t want it to stop. It felt like the whole room was spinning as her orgasm burned in the pit of her stomach. She could tell he was close because his cock twitched inside of her and his hips bucked and his breathing was so heavy she could feel his breath against her skin. As they continued move as one pushing and pulling at one another and furthering their desire until they reached a breaking point and Rebecca gasped and her eyes rolled back and her body arched against the bed, her body completely giving into him as she came all over his cock and Elvis grunted and heaved with pleasure and when he couldn’t hold back any longer and he knew that he was ready to completely exploded he quickly sat up and pulled out of her, wrapping his hand around his cock and stroking it fast as his cum came spurting out onto her stomach and she could feel the warm substance dripping down her abdomen. He watched her take two of her fingers and run them along her stomach, playing in his cum and then bringing those fingers to her lips and tasting him. He smirked and leaned over to kiss her lips deeply, she returned his deep kiss, slipping her tongue into his mouth before he pulled back and laid down on the bed, exhaling sharply. 
She chewed on her bottom lip, giggling as she stared at him before she rolled out of his bed and went to the bathroom to clean his cum off her stomach and then she came back, climbing back into bed with him, laying on her stomach and her legs dangled in the air moving back and forth as she kissed his cheek. “That was amazing. You are an incredible lover.” she giggled. He raised an eyebrow at her and started to laugh, he grabbed the pictures that sat on his nightstand and looked at them again, smirking. 
“Me? You drove me crazy with the things you do, baby. These photos? Hot damn.. Would ya let me take pictures of you like this?” he smirked, setting them back down and running his hand slowly along her body, caressing her hip. She grinned at his words and then reached over him to the nightstand for her purse to grab her cigarettes, which was what she desperately needed as she sifted through the half empty carton.
"Hm, I would.." she smirked.
She looked at Elvis who was giving her a look because he hated when she smoked cigarettes and she let out a soft sigh, tossing the cigarette back in the carton. “What? I didn’t say anything.” he mumbled. 
“No, but I saw the look you gave me.” she said as she set her purse back down and laid her head against his chest as her arm wrapped around him and his hand ran along her back and he tilted his head down to kiss the top of her head. 
“I hate that tonight is our last night together. I’ve enjoyed these last few days with you, baby.” he said softly. 
Rebecca looked up at him and let out a soft, nodding her head in agreement. 
“Me too, Elvis. It’s been such an amazing few days with you and Lisa. I hate that it has to end.” she whispered, kissing his chin. 
“Doesn’t have to.. If you come with me to Vegas..” he sighed. 
“Elvis.. I can’t.. It’s too soon and all I’ll think about is her. You don’t have many shows left there. So, I can always come back here when you’re home again. Or you can come visit me in New York?” she smiled. 
He sighed and just nodded. 
“I know, honey. I just hate being away from you..” he hummed. 
A small silence fell between them, she nuzzled her face into his warm chest. 
“Do you like Memphis?” he asked. 
“Sure, it’s beautiful. Why?” she replied. 
“Would you ever consider leaving the city and moving here… With me.” he mumbled. 
She lifted her head up from his chest and looked at him with her brow furrowed, understanding what he was asking in not so many words.
“Elvis.. I.. Don’t you think moving in together is a bit too soon? We haven’t even talked about what this is.. What we are.” she said softly.
“What are you talkin’ about? You’re my girl, I’m yours. There’s nothing else to talk about. I don’t think it’s too soon at all. Listen.. I-I don’t want us to end on a bad note. Just think about it, baby. Will ya? You ain’t gotta make a decision now. I was just askin’.” he shrugged, kissing her cheek. 
“You’re my girl, I’m yours.” That was one way of saying be my girlfriend. But she knew with Elvis he never actually said things clearly or plainly, but she knew exactly what he meant and that was fine with her. But moving in.. She wasn’t sure about that. New York had been her home for years and she didn’t know if she could leave it for the country. But it would be something she’d think about for him. 
“Okay, Elvis. I’ll think about it, I will.” she hummed, resting her head back against his chest and they laid there in silence again and she listened to the beating sound of his heart as he caressed his hand along her back delicately. Elvis glanced back down at her and smiled, squeezing her in his arms and then he kissed her head. 
“I should probably go check on Lisa and make sure she gets to bed. She’d be up all night if I let her.” he chuckled. Rebecca nodded at his words, letting out a soft yawn, smiling at him as he slipped out of bed and put his clothes back on. She watched him as she got comfortable, pulling the blankets over naked body.
“You’re such a good father.” she hummed. 
He smiled widely at her words, sometimes he didn’t feel like it. But it was always nice for him to hear it. 
“Thank you, baby. I try to be.” he said, leaning down to steal another kiss from her lips before he slipped out of the room and went to go check on Lisa. He had been gone for some time and Rebecca ended up falling asleep. When he finally returned he smiled warmly at the sleeping woman in his bed and he took his clothes back off and slipped into bed beside her, pulling her into his arms and nuzzling his face into the side of her neck and he inhaled her scent, he was going to miss her so much even if it was just two weeks that they’d be apart again. Elvis eventually fell asleep snuggled up with her and held her tight the entire night. 
The Next Day
Rebecca, Elvis, and Lisa were up early because they all had flights and though Rebecca insisted she’d go to the airport on her own because the last thing she wanted was to see another one of the women in his life. Though she had no issues with his ex wife, she just felt odd. Once she had all her things packed and she helped Lisa with her own stuff and the guys took care of things for Elvis, they all hurried out to the car and Joe drove them all to the airport. Priscila was already waiting at the airport and she smiled when saw her mom, but Lisa never wanted to leave Memphis or her dad. It was a hard goodbye for the both of them as Rebecca watched them. She was more surprised when Lisa climbed over Elvis to give her a hug. Rebecca smiled widely as she hugged Lisa tight. “It was nice meeting you, Becca. Remember to put more chocolate chips in your pancakes!” she laughed. 
Rebecca laughed. 
“I’ll be sure to do that. It was nice meeting you too, kid.” she grinned. 
“Alright, c’mon, honey.” Vernon said softly as he helped Lisa out of the car and took her things and she Elvis waved at one another the entire time until she got into the car and when the car was driving away with her in it to the plane she and Priscilla were to board. As if that goodbye wasn’t hard enough, now he had to say goodbye to another important girl in his life. A goodbye neither of them wanted to do. Elvis turned to her and he removed his glasses and she smiled, she loved when she could see those sleepy blue eyes of his. She cupped his face in her hands, kissing him softly. 
“It’s only two weeks, Elvis, that’s all. Then once you finish your engagement in Vegas, we’ll be together again. Whether it’s here or in New York, baby. But take care of yourself, please?” she smiled, Elvis nodded at her words and he pulled her into his embrace, kissing her deep and she slipped her arms around his shoulders as they shared a long passionate kiss that neither one of them wanted to end. But her flight was leaving and she needed to go. She pulled back from their kiss and she smiled warmly at him. “I love you.” she whispered. 
“I love you too.” he hummed, right before she was going to step out of the car where Red was waiting with her bags, Elvis grabbed her arm and pulled her into one more kiss, she smiled against his lips, kissing him softly. 
“I’ve gotta go, baby. Call me when you get to Vegas.” she mumbled on his lips, he nodded stealing one more kiss before she pulled away and hopped out of the car, waving to him and blowing him a kiss before she took her bags and headed to the plane and Elvis watched as she walked over and she looked back at him, giving him another wave and smiling widely and he was waving back with a smile until she disappeared onto the plane. He let out a soft sigh as Joe drove them over to the Lisa Marie, where he boarded his plane, waving to the few fans that awaited his arrival. The last few days had been the best he had in a long time and the happiest he’d been. He couldn’t wait to finish working to get back to it. He was holding out hope that Rebecca would seriously think about what he asked her, because it wouldn’t be the last time he’d bring it up. 
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captain-buckyyy · 2 years
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thinking of writing something about how bucky and reader met and their first time for my pretty baby series. pls let me know ur thoughts besties :)
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thoughtsareclouded · 1 year
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He looks so pretty here wtf
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captainkirkk · 1 month
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I convinced myself to watch the first episode of the live action atla series. Some thoughts:
I REALLY liked that they recreated some shots from the cartoon, like the opening. I wasn't excited for this show, but that got me amped
I didn't like how brutal the Air Nomad's genocide was :(( I liked that we got to see more of the Air Nomads but I felt like that was over the time
The cgi and acting was,, really not great but tbf I was expecting that going in, especially with a show so heavy on magical fighting and child characters.
I don't mind that the show feels a bit more serious - the og atla fanbase are now all grown up and the show reflects that
Zuko's scar ..... why. It looks like a weird birth mark
I didn't love how overt Iroh was tbh. Outright telling Zuko that the task his father set him is impossible... where are his cryptic sayings and "accidental" diversions??? Iroh is smart enough to know that Zuko wouldn't be responsive to that
Sokka being the leader to his people!! I love that they showed how much responsibility he has on his shoulder
I also love Zuko's room, strung up with notes and drawings. It's very much giving pepe silva
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SKY x PRAPAI Love Language | Clutching Hands
I love any interaction of hands, I just find it really beautiful. But I also love the way that Sky tends to clutch onto Prapai with both his hands. It’s an unconscious gesture that shows a sense of complete reliance.
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He looked at me as if I were someone he didn't know. I Don't overthink it, he'll be fine. I What if he won't be? What if he forgets me forever?
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benetnvsch · 5 months
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knkdz in silly shirts I've seen recently
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iheartliquor · 2 years
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poughkeepsies · 11 months
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Buck showed an astronomical amount of growth in this episode, from his leadership skills (601) to his professionalism when delivering a baby (season 1) to his ability to separate himself and give the baby away to his real parents despite his own feelings (the entire donor arc). to say he hasn't shown any growth because he stayed in a relationship that, up until this point, and despite the audience being able to see thematic clues that it won't last in the long run, is very new and despite the one hiccup that got resolved with a genuine apology he has not had any reason to turn away from, is a disservice to his character and also just. unfair
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supanuts · 2 months
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topten supakorn as sonic in pit babe (2023) episode 11
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lilquokka04 · 9 months
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🍀I'm Fine🍀
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"Good boy." You place a small kiss to his head. "Made mommy feel so good."
He lets out a little giggle, overjoyed at your praise. He moves his weight off of you and pulls out, his smile instantly dropping as he looks at the sheets and sees blood. By the time you notice it Hyunjin has already burst into tears and is clinging onto you like you're going to try to kick him out.
You rub circles on his lower back as you try to calm him down.
"Jinnie, its okay baby."
He sobs into your neck.
"Im s-sorry. I didnt m-mean to-"
You give him a sad smile as he chokes on his sobs.
"I-im sorry mommy I-"
You cut him off with a light swat to the butt.
This shocks him enough that he stops sobbing and looks at you, tears welling up in his eyes.
You sigh and cradle his cheeks in your hands.
"Don't cry baby. You didn't hurt me, Im fine."
You can tell that hes about to argue back but you cut him off.
"I was the one that told you what to do. If you hurt me that would be my fault." You wipe a tear off his cheek.
"You made me feel good, baby. I was never in pain. Promise."
He still doesn't seem satisfied but he's stopped crying for now. You run a hand through his hair and lightly scratch his scalp.
"It happens sometimes Jinnie. It wasn't your fault."
You pet his hair and hold him as he calms down.
After nearly ten minutes he seems to calm down enough to come back to his senses.
He looks up at you and you almost chuckle at the cute, determined look he has on his face. He wipes some of the tears off of his face and hovers over you.
"C-can I still clean mommy up?"
You blink your eyes in surprise, thinking the blood would scare him off.
"If you'd like to baby, but you don't have to if you're not comfortable with it."
He shakes his head with a cute pout, clambering off the bed to get a wet cloth.
He comes back to the bed and instantly kneels between your legs, making sure to be extra gentle and thorough as he cleans you up. Pressing sweet kisses anywhere he can as he wipes your skin.
You smile at him.
"Good boy."
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vintagepresley · 10 months
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Pretty Baby
Chapter Four: That's What You Get For Loving Me
Pairing: Elvis Presley x OC Reader
Word Count: 13,854
Warnings: 18+ SMUTSMUTSMUT Angst, lots and lots of angst, cheating, Linda is kind of a bitch, fluff, physical arguments (no one gets hurt), slightly toxic behavior, talks of porn, rough sex, slapping, dirty talk, use of the word 'whore', fingering, unprotected sex, crazy power dynamics between these two. Just a lot of drama. Typical Elvis stuff.
Author's Notes: Hello besties!! Chapter four is here and it's a DOOZY. I did not mean for it to be this long but here we are as usual. This chapter is going to be a bit wild and has a lot that's going to progress the story further. Side note, I didn’t remember who Jerry was dating around ‘75, so I used Sandy, lol. I hope you all enjoy it! Possible spelling errors!
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“And he looked at me, like there was something in me worth looking at.”
Morning had come quickly and Rebecca was turning over onto her side with her eyes half open as she checked the time on the alarm clock that said 9:15. She let out a soft groan and buried her face into the pillow. She just wanted to stay in bed the whole day, she didn’t think she could face Elvis after what happened last night between the two of them and these confusing feelings she had for him. She pulled the blankets over herself just wanting to hide away from the world. As she laid there she could hear some noise outside of her room, it was Elvis. She was surprised he was up so early and she listened as she heard him moving things around in the living room. Elvis had invited everyone up to have breakfast in the suite, he was doing his best to put what happened last night behind him but he couldn’t help but wonder why she was so determined to deny what she felt for him. He just couldn’t understand it. There was a spark between them and he felt it especially last night and was just left feeling sad. But it was only her second day in Vegas and the last thing he wanted was to make her feel uncomfortable and want to go home. He didn’t want to be alone and she made him feel less lonely, so he decided if she didn’t bring it up; he wouldn’t. 
Once Elvis had everything set up for breakfast he hesitantly walked over to Rebecca’s room door and he stood there for a moment and carefully placed his ear against the door to see if she was awake. He couldn’t hear anything and then he knocked lightly. “R-Rebecca? You awake, honey?” he spoke softly. She lifted her head up when she heard his voice and she turned over onto her back and popped her head out of the top of the blankets and she stared at the door. Elvis could hear her moving around in there and he furrowed his brow when he got no answer. She wasn’t sure if she should say anything. But she also didn’t want to say anything. She didn’t want to see him, truthfully. Not now. Elvis let out a soft sigh and he placed his hands on either side of the door frame as his head hung low. “I-I-If you are awake, honey, I’ve invited everyone up for breakfast and they’ll be here soon. I hope you’ll join us..” he said softly. Rebecca just listened and still didn’t say a word and then she heard him eventually walk away and she exhaled softly before she threw the blankets off herself and then she climbed out of the bed and headed into the bathroom. She wasn’t going to be rude and not join everyone for breakfast. She figured with all his friends and their wives there she would feel less uncomfortable if it was just the two of them. 
Elvis sat down on the couch in the living room and he kept staring back at Rebecca’s room door and he was hoping she would join breakfast. He sat there silently playing with the rings on his fingers and he perked up glancing back at her door when he heard the shower suddenly start from inside her room. A small smile formed on his lips, as hurt as he may have felt he just wanted to see her, be near her at any cost. Elvis got up from the couch when he heard a knock at the door figuring that it was everyone and he went to answer it, letting them all in. “Where’s Rebecca?” Joan asked as she and Joe came into the suite. 
“She’s just gettin’ ready. She’ll be out in a bit. I ordered breakfast and all will be up any minute now.” Elvis replied. 
As everyone took a seat at the table Rebecca could hear all the chattering going on outside the door when she got out of the shower and she took a few deep breaths as she got herself ready. Once she had finished brushing her teeth and doing her usual skincare, she only put on her light pink lipstick and a bit of mascara and brushed her hair out. She then opted to wear her tan crochet bell sleeved mini dress that clung to her curves and she paired it with some cute floral print platform clogs. She took one look in the mirror and nodded in approval of her cute outfit and she headed toward the door, taking a deep breath as her hand grasped the doorknob and then after a few more seconds she opened the door and headed out to see everyone had started eating but then suddenly staring at her as she walked out. Elvis stood up out of his chair at the sight of her with a warm smile on his face as he stared at her. She looked beautiful as always and it was obvious he was starstruck by her. Rebecca noticed the way he was looking at her before she looked away from him and cleared her throat as she walked toward the table. 
“Good morning.” she hummed softly. 
Everyone greeted her with a good morning and Elvis stepped over to the chair beside him and pulled it out for her to sit. “Good mornin’, honey.” he said in his deep southern drawl. Rebecca exhaled softly, still trying to avoid eye contact with Elvis as she sat down hesitantly in the chair he pulled out for her. 
“Good morning, Elvis.” she said softly as she soothed out her dress. 
Elvis smiled as he sat back down beside her and everyone continued to dig into their breakfast and Rebecca began to reach for some food to put on her plate. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Elvis staring at her. But she refused to look at him. He reached over to grab the bacon and offered it to her. But she shook her head not saying another word to him. He set the bacon down and now he was starting to notice that she didn’t seem to want to talk to him or look at him. He sighed softly. As breakfast continued on it was obvious to everyone that something was going on between the two of them because she had hardly spoken more than a few words to him even as he was talking to everyone during breakfast and getting everyone to engage. She would just nod and smile at his words, but not share a glance with him. She wasn’t trying to be rude, but after last night she just couldn’t pretend as if everything was okay. She wasn’t okay because she didn’t understand her feelings and had wished she could just turn them off. As she had gotten lost in her thoughts Elvis had reached over to place his hand over hers and holding it as he was talking about what Rebecca thought of the show last night and she snapped out her thoughts and snatched her hand away and looked at him. 
“Can you not?” she mumbled to him.
Elvis leaned toward her with his brow furrowed. 
“What?” he mumbled back. 
“Don’t do that.. Don’t touch me..” she mumbled through her teeth putting on a smile for everyone else at the table. 
“Everyone is here, don’t start, Rebecca.” he whispered in a heavy serious tone as he glanced up to see his friends doing their best to act if they didn't notice what was happening at the end of the table. 
Rebecca scoffed at his words and she stood up from the table and angrily walked away to her room, slamming the door closed. Elvis, embarrassed by her behavior stood up and excused himself for a moment. He went to her room not bothering to knock and just barged in slamming the door behind him and Rebecca was facing away from him and he grabbed a hold of her forearm and turned her around to face him. “What is your goddamn problem?! You hardly said a damn word to me out there! I hold your hand and suddenly I can’t touch you??” Elvis said in an angry whisper. 
“I’m sorry I can’t pretend that everything is okay when it isn’t!” Rebecca shouted not giving a damn if his friends heard as she pulled her arm out of his grip.
“Are you talkin’ about last night?” he asked. 
“What else would I be talking about, Elvis!” she yelled. 
“Keep your goddamn voice down. I don’t understand you, Rebecca. You want us to be friends, that's what I’m doin’ as hard as it is for me!” he said softly. 
“I-I don’t know what I want! I’m confused.. I don’t know how to feel.. I just.. I-I don’t know! I didn’t even want to see you this morning.” she said frantically as she paced around the room. 
Elvis watched her pacing back and forth and he raised an eyebrow as he listened to her talk. He really could not understand her or what she wanted. One minute she wants them to remain friends and the next she doesn’t know how to feel. Elvis approached her and grabbed her to make her stop walking because it was making him nervous and he forced her to face him and they shared a longing look with one another. 
“Just answer this question.. Did you feel what I felt when we kissed?” he whispered. 
She looked away and then pushed him away from her. 
“I told you I don’t know how I feel!” she snapped at him.
Elvis exhaled sharply and now he was getting frustrated. 
“You're in denial and don’t understand why. I know you feel something for me, Rebecca. Why can’t you just fuckin’ say it?? You’re doin’ my damn head in with all these mixed signals!” he shouted. 
“Are you fucking deaf, Elvis?! I told you I don’t know how I feel!!! It’s not my fault you assume I want you.” she screamed. 
Elvis was growing tired of this now and he grabbed her by her arms and roughly pulled her toward him and he shook her in his tight grasp. 
“Goddamn it! What is wrong with you!? Can’t you fuckin’ see I love you! You heard me say I loved you! I know you feel the same for me! Just say it!! Just say it, baby.” he yelled at her as he shook her. 
Now he was scaring her and she was not one to scare easily and as much as she wanted to admit the feelings that she knew she couldn’t deny anymore, she just couldn’t. She was scared. Scared at the thought of loving him; loving anybody. She decided to say the thing she knew would hurt him and break his heart to hear. But she felt it was best just to make him stop wanting her because she was not ready for whatever he wanted them to be. Elvis continued to shake her violently and yelled at her to just tell him she loved him. She began to hit him as she tried to wiggle out of his grip. Now everyone outside the room was growing concerned because of all the commotion and screaming that they weren’t sure if they should intervene. 
“Stop it! Let me go! Stop it, Elvis!! I don’t love you and I could never love you!!!” she screamed with tearful eyes as she pushed him off. She knew those words were a lie. 
As soon as those words left her mouth Elvis stopped and he felt like his world was crashing down around him and he let her go. She rubbed her arms as her tears began to stream down her face, she could see the hurt in his eyes. The last thing she wanted was to ever hurt him because she got to know him so well and knew the loneliness he constantly felt and she was a light in his life that made him feel less lonely. Suddenly it was silent between them and Rebecca now had tears streaming all down her face and Elvis in shock and close to tears himself, but he couldn’t bring himself to be upset now because was filled with anger. 
“You’re a goddamn liar, Rebecca. Y’know somethin’, honey? Out of everyone you’re the last person I expected to hurt me.” he muttered angrily, giving her another look and shaking his head before he stormed out of her bedroom and slammed the door shut. She inhaled shakily as she burst into tears. She never meant to hurt him and now she was scared she may have ruined everything between them. 
As Elvis came back out it was obvious his mood was noticeably different as he plopped back down in his chair and didn’t say a word to anyone. He was so upset he couldn’t even eat and after sitting down at the table with everyone for another minute or so he just got up without saying a word and went to his room slamming the door so hard he could’ve broken it from its hinges. That was everyone’s cue that they needed to leave and they all made their way out quickly. When Elvis was alone in his room that’s when his anger had turned to sadness and now he was in tears as he sat on the edge of his bed trying to comprehend what just happened. He had hoped that she didn’t mean what she said that she could never love him. Hearing those words hurt him the most. What was it about him that she could never love? He knew he hadn’t looked like he once did and that he was much older than her, but she never seemed to mind. Now he had all these anxious thoughts running through his head and feelings of loneliness creeped up inside of him. Why couldn’t she just love me? Why? He thought to himself. 
Rebecca couldn’t stop crying. She had never cried for anyone like this but she was so overwhelmed with all her feelings that consumed her and the hurt she caused Elvis she had no other way to let it all out. She frantically grabbed her cigarettes fumbling through the carton as her hands were trembling and she ended up dropping the carton and her cigarettes all fell out. “Shit!” She cried and she just walked away and sat down on the bed sniffling softly as she continued to cry and now more than ever she needed some sort of guidance or advice and so she picked up the phone and decided to call the two people she knew that would be able to help her, Paul and Abby. She knew it was early in New York but she was hoping one of them would be up. As she dialed the number and held the phone to her ear she tried her best to stop her crying as the line trilled until there was a click and someone had picked up. 
“Hello?” Abby said groggily. 
“Abby? It’s Rebecca.. Did I wake you?” she muttered softly between her quiet cries. 
Abby could sense something was wrong just from the sound of Rebecca’s voice and she sat in bed as she grew concerned. 
“Rebecca, is everything alright? You sound strange.” she asked. 
“N-No.. Something happened with Elvis and I..” she said softly and now she started to cry a bit more. 
Abby sat right up in bed and she was fully awake now. It was unusual for Rebecca to be in such a state that she was crying. So she knew something really bad happened. 
“What happened? Did that asshole hurt you??” Abby said, concerned. 
“Oh god, no, no, no… Nothing like that.. We got into a fight.. I said some things I probably shouldn’t have said. I don’t know what to do..” she said with a sigh. 
“What did you say? What happened? And tell me everything.” Abby asked.
Abby had a feeling Rebecca was leaving something out. She was aware of how close she and Elvis had gotten and she was no fool the times she met Elvis, Abby could see how smitten Elvis was with her and the connection between them. But Rebecca loved to self-sabotage a good thing because of past relationships. 
Rebecca let out a soft sigh and she took a deep breath deciding to catch Abby up on everything that had happened between her and Elvis since coming to Vegas. Abby wasn’t the least bit surprised when she found out Elvis was in love with Rebecca. But she was more surprised at the fact that Rebecca said what she did to him when it was quite obvious she loved him too. 
“Becca, you fool. Why would you do that? That man is in love with you and probably has been since the moment you met. How could you say that to him?” Abby asked, now feeling bad for Elvis. 
“I-I don’t know.. It just came out. I.. I just wanted him to stop. I didn’t mean it.. I didn’t. I..” Rebecca stopped herself as she was on the verge of tears again. 
“As your best friend... Tell me honestly, I mean it. No bullshit here, man. Do you love him?” Abby asked. 
There was a silence that felt like it went on forever between them as Rebecca was hesitant to answer because that meant admitting her true feelings. 
“Rebecca? Hello? Do you love him??” Abby questioned. 
Rebecca wiped the tears from her face and held the phone close as she breathed in and out deeply.
“Yes..” she said faintly into the phone, finally saying it out loud to someone that it felt like a weight lifted off her shoulders. There was another silence and Abby just smiled. 
“Why couldn’t you have told him that?” she asked. 
“I was scared. I’m still scared. Being in love scares me. You know that. But being in love with him? It’s terrifying. I know it sounds silly, but does he love me for me, or does he love me for what-.. Nevermind.” she said softly, forgetting her own friends had no idea what she did for a living. Abby furrowed her brow wondering what she was going to say, but not dwelling on it.
“Has he ever given you a reason to be scared of loving him?” Abby asked. 
“No, of course not. He’s the sweetest and so caring towards me. When I’m around him it’s like I become this different person. A softer person. He just.. I don’t know.. The way he looks at me like there’s something in me worth looking at. He makes me feel good. But I just still have my reservations about him. What could he want with me? Why me? He’s so much older that it just makes me suspicious. But maybe it’s just me trying to find something wrong with him.” she said with a sigh feeling herself begin to calm down. 
“Well, the only way you’ll find out is by giving him a chance to show you. If you just let him.” Abby remarked. 
“I know, I know.. I can’t now. I know he’s upset with me. You didn’t see what he looked like.. The hurt in his eyes. I probably ruined everything. I’m going to give him space and maybe go out just to get some air and think. You know?” Rebecca said, hoping Abby would agree. 
“You do what you think is best. But you should tell him how you feel regardless if it’s ruined or not. You owe him that.” Abby replied letting out a soft yawn. 
“Okay. I’ll let you get back to sleep. Thank you, Abby.” she smiled. 
“Mhm.. That’ll be $100 dollars for my services.” she laughed tiredly. 
“Shut up. I’ll talk to you soon, bye.” Rebecca laughed softly as the both of them hung up. 
Rebecca needed time to decide on what she was going to do and maybe going out for a while and getting some air would help her think. She went to the bathroom to fix herself up and she did her best to reapply her makeup, but her eyes were so bloodshot and puffy from crying that she did what she could. She then grabbed her purse and headed out of her room, seeing that everyone was gone and no one had finished their breakfast, she sighed and looked over at Elvis’ room door wondering what he was doing and thinking at that moment. 
Elvis had closed all the curtains in his room and he climbed into his bed and had made a call for Dr. Nick to come up. He made no plans to leave his bedroom until the show that night. That part of him wished he could cancel, but he knew the Colonel would be furious. So, he hoped that whatever Dr. Nick prescribed to him would help and put him to sleep. Elvis heard the sound of Rebecca’s heels as she walked through the suite and then he heard the front door open and close and he raised an eyebrow wondering where she was going. Now he was worried that she decided to leave Vegas all together. He quickly got up and walked out of his room and went to her room to see that all her things were still there and he let out a sigh of relief seeing she hadn’t left him. Despite him being so angry with her he also still cared deeply for her no matter how she may have felt for him. It was something he couldn’t shake. There was a knock at the door and Elvis knew it was Dr. Nick at last with his medication. He would soon fall into a deep sleep with the pills he prescribed to him. 
Rebecca had decided to venture along the strip of Vegas on her own just needing fresh air and time to think about everything. As she walked she was still so amazed by Vegas even during the day it still seemed so bright and flashy with all the big marquee signs and all the people. She went into a few different gift shops to get a few souvenirs for Abby and Paul and stopped for food since she never did get a chance to eat her breakfast. Rebecca had stayed out for hours, she could’ve gone back to the hotel but she was afraid of going back and facing Elvis even though she knew she had to talk to him. But she decided to just spend as much time as possible out as a way to avoid her problems. Since there was so much to do in Vegas there was no limit to what she could do. 
6:00pm - Elvis’ Suite 
Elvis was just waking up from his long slumber and he felt groggy and tired as he laid in his bed almost forgetting where he was for a moment, he rubbed his hand over his eyes and once his vision cleared he looked at the time and saw it was almost time for the first show and that he had to get ready. He slowly sat up in bed and placed the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger and he let out a long exhale as he sat at the edge of the bed before he finally stood himself up. He had wondered if Rebecca had come out because he didn’t hear anything. He walked out of his room to see this morning’s breakfast still on the table and the suite silent. He walked over to her room and knocked on the door and he got no answer. “Rebecca?” he said in a low voice. He knocked again and opened the door this time to see no sign of her and everything as it was the first time he came into her room. Now he was beginning to worry. Where could she be for so long? He walked back to his room and grabbed the phone calling down to Joe’s room and impatiently waited for him to answer as the phone rang. When someone finally picked up it was his wife, Joan. 
“Joanie, it’s Elvis, have you seen Rebecca?” he asked. 
“Uh, no Elvis.. Isn’t she there with you?” she replied. 
“N-No.. She left. All her stuff is still here so I thought maybe she went out with a few of you girls.” he said, trying not to sound worried. 
“Mm, no, I’m sorry I haven’t seen her, Elvis.” she hummed, part of Joan wanted to ask was he okay after what happened this morning, but she knew better to leave it alone. 
“Will ya tell Joe to keep an eye out and ask the guys if they’ve seen her?” he asked. 
“Sure, of course, Elvis.” she said before they hung up. 
Now he was more worried than ever if the girls hadn't seen her. She never been to Vegas so there was no way she could’ve possibly known anyone. He knew she was a grown woman and that she liked to remind him that she was a big girl. But she was a young girl and not that big at all and he was thinking of all the terrible things that could’ve happened to her going out into that wild city. Not only did he have to deal with the nerves of the show, now he had to be worried that something happened to the girl he loved. He went back to his room and freshed himself up before he had to go down and get changed and ready for the show. Jerry, Charlie and Sonny were coming up to meet Elvis to take him down to his dressing room backstage. When he heard the door open he assumed it was Rebecca and he came running out only to see it was the guys and he sighed. 
“Have y’all seen Rebecca? She’s been gone for hours..” he asked. But they all shook their heads assuming she was up in the suite with him. After this morning they didn’t even want to bring her up to him. 
“Maybe she made some friends and she’s out with them? I’m sure she’ll turn up, EP.” Sonny said. 
Elvis sighed and shrugged. “Maybe so.” he mumbled. He couldn’t help but feel worried when he knew he shouldn’t feel anything after how she hurt him this morning, but it was not in his nature to be uncaring especially toward someone he cared so much for no matter what. He couldn’t continue to dwell too much on it because he had a show to get ready for and all he could do was hope she’d turn up and still come to the show despite everything. Elvis grabbed his glasses and headed out of the suite with the guys down to the showroom where they were getting things ready for the show and he went backstage to get his jumpsuit on. 
Meanwhile Rebecca was finally heading back to the hotel she figured she’d still show up to the show tonight even if Elvis may not want her to be there. After watching him perform last night she wouldn’t miss it. Once she got back the place was filling up fast with Elvis fans dying to see him and she made her way through the crowd to the elevator so she could drop off her bags and freshen up a little. She got into the elevator and hoped that Elvis was gone already she wasn’t ready to run into him. She couldn’t take seeing him so angry and hurt again. She got onto the floor of his suite and walked down the hall getting her key out and unlocking the door and heading inside. Everything was still as it was when she left and Elvis’ room door was open and no sign of him and she felt relieved as she headed into her room to set her things down to quickly freshen up for the show. She didn’t have long so she did her best to hurry, she wasn’t even sure if she still had a seat. She just assumed Elvis would want her there. As she came out of the bathroom the phone began to ring in the other room and she went to answer it. The hotel front desk said there was a call on the other line for Candy. She knew it was probably her manager back in New York she had left the hotel she was staying at with him in case there were jobs out in Vegas. Something she had failed to mention to Elvis that she had agreed to do even though he said he’d pay her for work she’d miss. But taking his money didn’t feel right. 
“Yes, that’s me. I’ll take the call.” Rebecca said. 
As the call was put through a man’s voice on the other line came through the phone. 
“Candy? That you?” her manager said. 
“Yes, it’s me. I have to be somewhere so I don’t have long. What’s up?” She replied. 
“I just wanted to let you know there’s a skin flick being filmed out there and they’re looking for a girl. I recommended you to the director. If you want it, it’s yours.” he said. 
“Oh, uh.. Can I think about it and get back to you?” she responded, with everything going on with Elvis she didn’t feel right about going to work and having some guy fuck her. What once made her feel liberated now slightly repulsed her because of her feelings for Elvis. 
“Um, sure, but you’ve got until tomorrow or they’ll find someone else, Candy.” he said. 
“Okay, thank you.” she said before hanging up. She glanced at the time and grabbed her purse quickly headed out of the suite where she bumped right into Jerry.
“Rebecca! Thank goodness. Elvis has been worried sick about you.” Jerry said relieved to see her. 
“H-He has? Why?” she asked, trying to hide the small smile that formed on her lips. 
“Yeah, he wanted me to come and see if you had come back. He had no idea where you were.” Jerry said as the two of them walked down the hall to the elevator. 
“Oh, I just went out to explore Vegas and to think. I didn’t mean to worry him. Please tell him I’m alright.” she smiled. Jerry nodded as they both got onto the elevator and took it downstairs and she followed Jerry to the showroom where he took her to the same seat as last night and he headed back to Elvis. When he got backstage he saw Elvis almost ready to take the stage and Jerry went over to him with a smile. 
“I found your girl, E. She’s out in the showroom in her seat.” Jerry said 
Elvis smiled when he heard Rebecca was okay and that she was at the show tonight. He felt so much better that he almost forgot what happened this morning. He was more than ready to take the stage now. Rebecca looked around to see that there were more people than the night before and as the lights went dim and the music began to play she smiled when she saw Elvis take the stage and the women in the crowd screaming their heads off as she stayed seated in her chair, staring at the godlike figure on the stage. Elvis spotted her in the crowd and the two of them locked eyes and for a moment it seemed like things may be okay between them. Rebecca gave him a little wave and he winked at her before he began the show. 
When the first show came to an end Rebecca didn’t think she’d be able to stay up long enough for the midnight show. It had been a long day and she was tired. Jerry came back over to get her because Elvis wanted to see her. 
“I better not. Tell him I loved the show and I’ll be upstairs in the suite.” she said softly with a smile. 
“Did you want me to walk you up?” Jerry asked. 
“I keep telling you guys, I’m a big girl. But thank you.” Rebecca laughed as she headed out of the showroom and upstairs to Elvis’ suite. She knew he’d be a bit more upset with her since she didn’t go backstage, but she needed to talk with him and she wanted to do so in private and she didn’t want to do it while he was still amped up from his show and preparing for the next. As she waited for him she showered and changed into her pajamas, an oversized t-shirt and a pair of panties. She also cleaned up the mess from that morning and fixed the living room up and she plopped down on the couch and turned the television on trying to do anything to keep her from being so anxious about what she was going to tell him. She began to bite nervously her fingernails as her heart was racing waiting for him for those few hours that passed. 
When Elvis finished his second show he was a little disappointed that Rebecca hadn’t come back after the first show, but he understood things weren’t okay between them still. So, instead of lingering backstage to meet some of the people who came to his show he wanted to get upstairs to Rebecca and a few of the guys walked him up and when he came in Rebecca was laying on the couch nearly falling asleep until she heard the door closed and she sat right up swallowing harshly when she seen Elvis. Much like last night he had a towel around him and he was covered in sweat and his hair a mess. She chewed on her bottom lip as she stared at him and he stared back. 
“Hi..” she whispered. 
“Hey.” Elvis responded. 
Things felt so off between them that they acted as if they didn’t know how to talk to each other now. But she knew she had to be the one to start the conversation. She needed to apologize to him. 
“Can we talk, Elvis?” she asked as she turned the television off. 
“I’d like that, honey.” he muttered. 
“Did you want to shower first? I can wait.” she said softly. 
“Nah, I’m okay.” he said as he made his way over to the couch and sat beside her. 
Rebecca turned to face him and she took a deep breath as she stared at him trying to find the words to say to him. 
“I-I’m really sorry about this morning, Elvis. I never meant to hurt you. The last thing I’d want to do is ever hurt you.” she said as she placed a hand over his. 
“Rebecca.. You don’t have-” but she stopped him before he could get another word out. 
“Please.. Just let me say this. It’s all I’ve been thinking about since our fight. I spoke to Abby because I was so upset and she knocked a bit of sense into me.” she exhaled sharply as she took both his hands into hers and Elvis raised an eyebrow as he turned his body to face her more. “I lied to you this morning about what I said about loving you.. I said it to hurt you. But I didn’t mean it. I was just scared and honestly I’m still scared. But it’s not helping you or me to continue to deny what I feel for you.” she said softly as her nervousness took over that her hands began to tremble in his. 
“And what is it that you feel for me?” he asked curiously, grasping her delicate hands in his big strong hands. 
“I..” she paused as she took a deep breath as she squeezed his hands in hers and she looked away as she spoke. “I care about you deeply. I was so scared of that feeling because of what followed the more we spent time together. But.. I-I love you, Elvis. I’m in love with you. I’ve never felt so deeply for someone but there’s just something special about you that just drives me crazy. But I’m scared of this feeling.” she looked up to see him smiling ear to ear. 
“You love me? Really?” he asked as he scooted closer toward her, he didn’t need to hear anymore. He had already forgiven her and just wanted to kiss her and as he went to lean in she leaned back and placed one of her hands over his mouth. 
“Elvis, please, did you hear what I said? Loving you scares me...” she whispered. 
“Why? I’m not goin’ to hurt you. I wouldn’t. I just want to take care of you.” he muttered as he kissed her hands. 
“I-I know, well I think.. But do you really love me or love me because of what I do? Because I’ve had men in the past say they love me when in reality they just loved what I did for work and how cool it made them seem dating a pornstar. But I’m not that person.. That's Candy.” she confessed. 
Elvis slipped his hands out of hers and he cupped her face in his hands and lifted her head to look at him and he shook his head at her. 
“Now you listen to me, honey, I know exactly how you feel not knowin’ if someone loves you for you or who you are or what ya do. But I’m tellin’ ya, I love you for you. I love Rebecca. I don’t like that you do porn.. Honestly, I hope you quit.” he said softly as he stared into those green eyes that drove him wild. 
She reached up to place her hands over his and she smiled as she got teary eyed. 
“You mean that, Elvis? Because I love you for you. The soft and sweet man I’ve gotten to know over the past few months. I didn’t like you or your music to begin with so that should tell you my honest feelings.” she teased, laughing softly. Elvis had joined in on her laughter and he pressed his forehead against hers as they continued to laugh softly. 
“I can always count on ya to be honest, baby.” he chuckled and a small silence fell between them as their eyes met for a brief moment and their noses brushed against one another as their lips grazed upon each other’s before they embraced in a deep kiss. The softness of his lips consumed her and made her feel completely drunk that she wanted more. His hands ran along her body and brought a chill down her spine and she lifted herself up and pressed him back against the couch as she climbed into his lap. The two of them continued to kiss passionately and his hands running along her thighs and tugging her shirt up just a little and she whimpered softly against his lips as her hands ran along his chest and his round belly. Elvis pulled back from the kiss for a moment and tried to catch his breath. 
“I ain’t showered yet, baby.” he mumbled. 
“I don’t care..” she whispered before crashing her lips against his again. They wanted each other more than ever. Their hands squeezing and groping at each other. He made her feel aroused in ways she never had before. He reached beneath her shirt and his hands ran along her panties and he slowly shoved his hand down them and she whimpered against his lips as she felt his fingertips graze along her pubic hair and his fingers slipping between her pussy lips that caused shockwaves throughout her body. She reached down frantically unzipping his jumpsuit. As things were getting hot and heavy between them the phone began to ring. Elvis pulled away looking toward his room. She grabbed his face to make him look at her. “Ignore it, Elvis..” she said breathlessly, kissing along his neck as one of her hands slipped into his jumpsuit. He listened to her running his finger along her clit and getting aroused feeling how wet she was becoming for him and she moaned softly as her hips moved against his hand. The phone stopped ringing for a moment and Rebecca was relieved until it began to ring continuously.  
Elvis pulled away and shook his head. 
“Mm, sorry baby, it could be important.. It’s probably the damn Colonel.” he sighed. Rebecca rolled her eyes and climbed off his lap fixing herself and hoping he wouldn’t be long and Elvis got up fixing his jumpsuit as he went into his room to answer the phone. He was met with a surprise at the end of the line. It was not the Colonel calling. It was Linda and she was furious. Elvis had been making excuses as to why Linda couldn’t come out to Vegas and when she tried to get some answers from the guys and a few of their wives, no one could give her an answer. She figured out there had to be another girl. As she continued to yell at him he quickly shut his door which caught Rebecca’s attention and she raised an eyebrow. 
“Ah hell, would ya calm down? I told you in two weeks you can come out.” he whispered on the phone. 
“You’re hiding something from me, Elvis! I just know it! Why can’t I come out there now? It’s another girl, isn’t it?” she yelled on the other end. 
“I told you, Linda.. I’m just too busy right now. Would ya stop actin’ like a naggin’ ass wife!” he whispered angrily. 
The two of them continued to go back and forth over the phone with Linda getting more upset especially because Elvis hadn’t denied there being another girl. Rebecca began to listen in on his conversation and she furrowed her brow because it did not sound like a conversation with his manager. She got up from the couch and quietly made her way to the door and pressed her ear up against it and she listened to him talking. She could hear someone yelling loudly on the other line. It sounded like a woman and she was hysterical. The way Elvis spoke to her sounded like this was someone he was close to. He was calling her honey and baby, which began to make Rebecca upset. Who was this person? Did he have a girlfriend? When she heard him say there was no else and he loved her that’s when Rebecca’s heart dropped and it felt like a lump was in her throat. She slowly backed away from the door and she didn’t know if she wanted to cry or kill him. She stood at the door silently waiting for him to end his phone call and she could feel her blood boiling as tears filled her eyes. When he finally hung up he let out a soft sigh and the moment he opened the door and saw Rebecca standing there with tears streaming down her face he knew he was in trouble. His heart began to race and it looked like he had seen a ghost. 
“You fucking asshole!” Rebecca screamed and began to hit him. 
“Rebecca, honey, I-I can explain!” he said frantically trying to get her to stop as he grabbed at her hands. 
“Explain what!? That you’ve had someone else this entire time!” she pulled back from him and she walked away from him and he tried to stop her by grabbing her arm.
“Take your fucking hands off of me!!!” she screamed in his face. 
“Baby, please, j-just lemme explain!” he yelled. 
She ran off to her room and slammed the door closed and locked it, crying softly. She felt like such an idiot. 
Elvis pounded his fist against the door.
“Baby, please let me in so that I can explain..” he pleaded. 
“I feel like such a damn fool! I knew it. I knew I should’ve trusted my gut when it came to falling in love with you. You’re a liar and a damn cheat! I don’t want anything to do with you, Elvis!” she yelled through her tears. 
“Rebecca.. Y-You don’t understand, honey. That relationship is over. It's been over for a while. I haven’t been happy with her in a long time and I’ve been tryin’ to leave her. The moment I was fallin’ in love with you, I’ve been tryin’ to end it. You gotta believe me, honey.” he pleaded. 
“How long?” she muttered. 
“What?” he answered. 
“How long have you been with her, Elvis?” she asked, sniffling softly. 
He sighed as his forehead rested against the door. 
“Three years..” he mumbled. 
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Rebecca blurted out as she began to cry even more. 
“But it’s over! It’s done!” Elvis yelled. 
“It didn’t sound fucking over! I heard you tell her there was no one else and you loved her. So I guess I mean nothing to you?!” she yelled. 
“N-No.. Honey.. I.. It’s.. It’s complicated.” he stuttered. 
“Save it, Elvis. I don’t want to hear anymore of your bullshit.” she snapped, wiping her tears. She grabbed a pair of pants and slipped them on along with her shoes and then she began to gather up her blanket and a pillow and she unlocked and opened the door to see Elvis standing right there and she pushed past him angrily toward the front door. 
“Where are you going?” he asked as he followed behind her. 
“Away from you, asshole.” she sneered. 
She quickly headed out the door slamming it in his face before he could approach and he quickly opened it to see her hurrying down the hallway. She decided to go to Jerry and his fiance’s room, hoping they would let her sleep there until she could get her own room away from Elvis. He watched her disappear down the hall and he sighed and went back into the suite, slamming the door closed. “Fuck!” he yelled. He was so angry that he began to knock and throw things over in a fit of rage before he tired himself out and was nearly out of breath, plopped down onto the couch and put his face in his hands. He didn’t know what he was going to do now. 
Rebecca made her way to Jerry’s room and knocked on the door and Sandy, his fiance, was surprised to see Rebecca but she knew something was wrong because she was in tears. 
“I’m sorry to be bothering you.. But Elvis and I got into another fight and I just needed somewhere to sleep for the night. If that’s okay?” she said, wiping the tears from her face. 
“Oh my gosh, of course. Come inside.” Sandy said sweetly, helping her inside. 
“Thank you.” Rebecca smiled. 
Jerry came out of the bedroom wondering what was going on and then he saw Rebecca was crying and he furrowed his brow. “Is everything alright? What happened?” he asked. 
“She and Elvis got into another fight..” Sandy said, looking at Jerry and without saying much, asking him to give them some privacy. He nodded and headed back into the bedroom. 
“I know it’s none of my business, but did you want to talk about what happened?” Sandy asked. 
“Did you all know?” Rebecca asked without hesitation. 
“Know what, honey?” she said softly. 
“About Elvis’ girlfriend..” she murmured. 
Sandy clenched her jaw and cleared her throat a bit. She didn’t want to lie because they all knew Linda of course. But they were so used to Elvis and the different women he’d bring around they didn’t think much about the relationship with him and Rebecca. But Sandy was soon realizing things were becoming more serious with him and Rebecca from the way breakfast went that morning. 
“Y-Yes.. We did. I’m sorry.. We–” Rebecca put up her hand to interrupt her. 
“It’s fine. It was his responsibility to tell me about her. Not his friends. What’s her name?” she asked. 
“Um.. Linda. Linda Thompson.” Sandy answered.
Rebecca nodded and didn’t say a word as she made herself comfortable on the couch. 
“There’s another bedroom if you’d rather sleep there.” Sandy said. 
“I’m fine on the couch. Thank you.” Rebecca said softly as she laid on the couch. Sandy nodded and began to head back to the bedroom with Jerry who was hoping she’d fill him in on what’s going on. Rebecca laid there for a moment staring up at the ceiling and then she sat up and grabbed the phone, dialing her manager's number. She knew it was late in New York but he kept late hours working in the porn industry so she was bound to catch him awake. She was so upset with Elvis that just to spite him and piss him off she was going to take that job her manager offered. When he finally picked up she didn’t give him a chance to say hello. 
“Harvey, it’s Candy. I’ll take that job.” she said softly and she quickly grabbed a pen and paper to jot down the details of where they were filming and then she hung up and slipped the paper into pants pocket before she laid back down. She didn’t know how she was going to get any sleep. She felt heartbroken that Elvis had been lying to her this entire time and betrayed her trust. She just felt so stupid. She turned over and the more she thought about it the more it brought on the tears that she cried herself to sleep. 
Elvis, all alone in his suite, had finally calmed down and had decided to sleep on the couch in case Rebecca had come back in the middle of the night. But as time went on he soon realized she wasn’t coming back that night. He was so scared of losing her and just wanted to explain everything to her in hopes of understanding his situation. The longer he waited up for her he eventually ended up falling asleep in the most uncomfortable position on the couch and waking up anytime he heard a noise hoping it was her. 
The Next Morning
Rebecca had gotten up early before Sandy and Jerry were awake and she quietly gathered her things and headed out of their room and back up to Elvis’ suite. She had to be at the set early so they could get her fitted for her outfit and to do her makeup. So, she needed to shower and get dressed and she was hoping that lying, cheating bastard as she began to call him in her head was in his room asleep. When she got back to the suite she snuck inside to see him asleep on the couch still in his jumpsuit and she rolled her eyes at him. Just seeing him made her blood boil. She hurried to her room and shut the door which woke Elvis up and he could hear her shuffling around in there and then the shower running. He quickly sat up and stared at her bedroom door. He was hoping she calmed down a little so they could talk this out. He decided just to wait for her to come out because he didn’t want to anger her more than she probably already was with him. 
When she finished showering she brushed teeth and her hair and got dressed, sporting a pair of denim bell bottoms and a crop top. She then packed her little bag with a few things she always brought when she’d be making a film and once she made sure she had everything she headed out the room to see Elvis awake and staring at her and she rolled her eyes making a b-line for the door. Elvis jumped up and ran over to her.
“Leave me alone, Elvis.” she hissed. 
“Where are ya going?” he asked. 
“Work.” she answered, not looking at him.
“W-Work? Where??” he questioned. 
She sighed and turned to face him with her hands on her hips. 
“Yes, work. I’m a pornstar, remember? My manager set me up with a job. They were looking for a girl and I took it.” she said. 
“Don’t fuckin’ do this, Rebecca. I told ya, I didn’t want you doin’ this shit no more. No girl of mine–” Rebecca scoffed, cutting him off. 
“I am not your girl, Elvis! You made that abundantly clear last night! We don’t always get what we want.” she yelled.
Elvis tried to grab her to stop her from opening the door and she snatched her arm away from him. 
“Touch me again and I’ll kill you.” she snapped, swinging the door open and slamming it shut as she stepped out and headed to her destination. 
Elvis was furious and the last thing he was going to do was allow her to make that film. He went and grabbed the phone calling up Joe and practically yelling for him to get the guys up and get their asses to his room. When he hung up he went to his bedroom to shower and get dressed. The guys were already waiting for him in the living room of the suite, confused as to what was going on and what was wrong with him. As soon as Elvis emerged from his bedroom he was dressed in a two tone black and white colored suit with belt sewn into the suit jacket and his glasses on. The guys were more confused than ever because Elvis had made no plans to go anywhere today. 
“Everything alright, EP?” Sonny asked. 
“What was the uh.. the damn name of that guy who invited us to that porn set months ago where we met Rebecca?” Elvis asked. 
The guys looked at one another, none of them remembering what his name was but knew exactly who he was talking about.
“Wasn’t it like Harvey or somethin’?” Charlie chimed in. 
“Do y’all still have that bastard’s number?” Elvis asked. 
Sonny, who didn’t want to admit he kept in touch because he liked a few of the young girls Harvey managed and sometimes had a thing with them. 
“I may have it somewhere, EP. Why? What’s going on?” he asked. 
“He sent Rebecca to do some damn film and I need to know where the hell she is. Just get the goddamn number!” Elvis yelled impatiently. Sonny nodded and headed out and down to his room to look in his little black book and he tore the page out and headed back up to the suite nearly out of breath. 
“Call ‘em up and ask that fucker where he sent Rebecca. But don’t use her real name. She never uses her real name with ‘em.” Elvis said. Sonny didn’t hesitate to call Harvey up, especially seeing Elvis’ mood today. As soon as he called Sonny and Harvey chatted like they were old pals with the amount of times Sonny had spoken to him for his benefits. He began to tell him about Elvis and if he remembered the girl who left with him and Harvey knew right away that it was Candy/Rebecca he was talking about. Sonny lied saying Elvis wanted to know where she was filming because he wanted to see her again and since Harvey liked Elvis and the guys he happily gave them the address. Sonny hung up as soon as they got it. All of the guys headed out to Elvis’ Cadillac where Charlie hopped in the front seat to drive and Jerry sat up in the passenger seat. While Elvis and the rest of the guys sat in the back. Elvis was silent the whole ride, his leg bouncing and shaking as he stared out the window. He was pissed and upset and felt Rebecca was doing this because of last night. He understood she was hurt and upset. But she didn’t have to be spiteful. He was determined to get his girl back at any cost. 
Rebecca had arrived not too long ago and she was getting fitted in her costume for the film. She was wearing just a black and red corset with black stockings and a pair of heels. She finished getting her hair and makeup done and was waiting for her scene where she was supposed to be seducing the guy and then letting him fuck her. She had to admit she didn’t actually want to do this, she felt disgusted by her job now because of her feelings for Elvis and this just feeling wrong to her. But she was angry and hurt. She wanted to hurt him the way he hurt her and this was the way because she knew he hated her doing this. 
Once they arrived at some house Elvis and the guys got out of the car. Charlie and Joe stayed outside while the rest of the men barged in with Elvis who walked in on Rebecca in the middle of her scene of seducing the guy. He clenched his jaw staring at her. The director had yelled cut the moment Elvis walked in and disrupted the scene, but he had not recognized Elvis at first when he began to yell. Rebecca sighed wondering what was going on until she looked up and saw Elvis standing there staring at her with that angry glare of his. She felt like a little girl who got caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing. She stood up and backed away from the guy as Elvis continued to stare at her. 
“What the hell, man!? Can’t you see we’re shooting something!” he yelled as he walked toward Elvis, Sonny and Red moving in front of Elvis to stop the guy from coming any closer and he finally realized who it was. “Holy shit.. You’re Elvis Presley!” he beamed. Elvis completely ignored him as the guys kept the director away as Elvis made his way over to Rebecca who was scared of what he was going to do. 
“E-Elvis.. How did you find me?” she said nervously. 
But Elvis didn’t say a word as he grabbed her by the forearm and began to drag her back with him to one of the bedrooms so they could talk. Rebecca began to squirm and try to fight against his strong hold over her. But he was much stronger than her and had a tight grip on her. “Elvis, let me go!” she yelled. The director, confused as to what was going on, tried to stop Elvis but the guys grabbed him to stop him. The entire cast and crew were terrified and confused.
When Elvis and Rebecca got to a room he pushed her inside and shut the door closed, locking it. As soon as Elvis turned to face her she slapped him right across the face. She backed up, afraid of what he might do. But he rubbed a hand over his face and smirked a bit, not saying a word. Then he grabbed her and slammed her up against the wall and he grabbed her face in his right hand and his face got close to hers and she began to squirm and whimper, reaching up to slap him and claw at him. 
“What the hell did I tell ya, Rebecca? No girl of mine is goin’ to be doing this shit! Why do you insist on hurtin’ me, baby? Huh?” he growled. 
“Oh fuck you, Elvis! You’re the one who’s been lying this whole time!” she mumbled out as he gripped her face harder. He slammed his other hand against the wall beside her head. 
“I told you, she means nothing to me. I love you!” he yelled. 
“Bullshit! You don’t love me!” she yelled back and began to hit him again, knocking his glasses off and now he grabbed her arms and slammed them against the wall, pinning them down to make her stop. She swallowed harshly as the two of them breathed heavily fuming in anger at one another as their bodies pressed against one another. She hated that part of her was turned on by this seeing how jealous and pissed he was when he walked in seeing her straddling another man. The possessiveness in him was so animalistic that it aroused her.  
“I do love you! Why can’t you fuckin’ understand that! I love you and only you, Rebecca!” he shouted in her face with his jaw clenched. 
“Then fucking prove it.” she whispered to him, challenging him.
They locked eyes and both filled with so much anger and lust for one another that the only way he knew how to prove his love to her in that moment was what he’d been wanting to do for a long time. There was so much tension in the air between them that it was almost hard to fight against their urges. Rebecca’s gaze fell from his eyes and to his lips and she kissed him hard and deep and distracted him enough that his grip on her arms loosened and she pulled them away and pushed him roughly that he nearly fell back and then he pushed her back and their pushing one another ended up with Elvis grabbing her, turned her around so her back was facing him and pushing her up against the vanity that was in the room and she fell against it knocking things off. When she tried to turn around to face him he stopped her and grabbed her by the throat, his hand grasping around it tight and she let out a soft gasp, becoming even more turned on and he leaned in to whisper into her ear. “The only man who’s gonna be fuckin’ you like a little whore is me.. Do you understand?” he mumbled as he pressed himself up against her ass. 
She captured her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded her head slowly as she stared at him through the mirror of the vanity. 
“Yes, daddy.” she whispered to him as her hands gripped onto the vanity, she could feel her pussy already dripping wet for him just by how forceful he was being with her and the feeling of his already erect cock pressed firmly against her ass. 
He smirked at her calling him daddy. He ran his hands along the corset that hugged around her curves and he wrapped his hands around the back of it and he tightened his grip around the cheap fabric and he tore it off of her and she let out a soft gasp as it fell from her body and his big strong hands cupped her breasts, squeezing and groping them tight as he kissed a few places along her neck slowly. She began to grind her ass slowly against his cock as she continued to watch him from the mirror and she could feel him growing and throbbing for her, a low groan escaping him. She continued to move her ass along the front of his crotch and up toward his belly and she let out a soft giggle when she heard him groan again. He grabbed her arms and forced them behind her back and he slammed her upper body against the cold wood of the vanity causing more items to fall and she hissed softly from how rough he was being. 
“You fucking asshole.” she mumbled under her breath as her face was pressed up against the vanity. 
Her words only caused him to smirk because he knew she was enjoying every minute of this and held her arms back with one hand as he used the other to trace over the fabric of her stockings and her ass, giving it a hard slap and she let out a soft squeal because his rings made the slap hurt even more. “I don’t want to hear another goddamn word from you.” he said angrily through gritted teeth. He gave her ass another hard slap which made her body jolt and then his fingertips traced against her stockings before he made a hole in them and ripped them open and his hand coming in contact with her bare ass she squirmed beneath him. He squeezed and ran his hand down her ass and slipped two of his fingers in between to spread her thighs apart and he raised an eyebrow when he felt her thighs slicked in her own juices. 
“You filthy little thing.. You’re wet for me already, huh?” he smirked. 
She whimpered softly wanting to close her thighs around his hand as it ran up and down in between them playing in her juices before he slid his hand up and his fingers traced along her pubic hair and he licked his lips as his rough fingers landed against her clit and she let out a soft moan. Her thighs slightly closed around his hand and she could feel the coldness of his fingers brush against her thighs as he began to painfully rub slow circles against her lip as he continued to keep her arms pinned against her back with his other hand. She begins to moan louder the more his fingers pressed firmly against her sensitive swollen clit and his hand becoming covered in her sweet nectar. The feeling of his fingers only gave her more pleasure and caused her to become so aroused that she was dripping wet around his hand and slowly beginning to grind against it. 
“Goddamn, baby, this little tight cunt of yours is soaking for me.. Such a good girl..” he mumbled. 
He slid his middle finger down and traced small circles around her entrance teasing his finger in and out of her tight hole and her thighs trembled around him. “Gonna stretch this little hole of yours to my liking and make you remember who you belong to..” he whispered. 
She nodded her head in response as she continued to moan out softly, desperate for him to shove his cock inside of her. He pulled his hand away that was covered in her slick and he admired it and loved the mess she made already, wanting her to make an even bigger mess on his cock. After staring at his hand for another moment he took it and smeared it all over her face and she gasped, desperately licking and tasting herself. He was so turned on he couldn’t fight the urge to fuck her any longer and he let go of her arms to start to unbutton his pants and while he had his guard down, she lifted herself off the vanity, turned to face him and she grabbed a hold of his pants, shoving her hand down them once he hand them undone and she wrapped her hand tight around his cock, squeezing him in her grasp and he grunted loudly. She got close to his face, smirking. “Did you think I was going to let you be in complete control?” she whispered, before she crashed her lips against his and now he could taste her pussy on his lips as they kissed and he pressed up against her as she still had a hold on his cock. She giggled seeing the needy look in his eye as her fingers grazed along the length of his cock. 
She let him go and lifted herself up onto the vanity and brought her legs up, and firmly pressed her heels against the rough wood as she spread her legs apart in front of him, her throbbing, dripping pussy on full display for him and he licked his lips staring at the beautiful sight of her little pussy that was begging to be fucked. She ran a hand down between her thighs and traced her index and middle finger along her pussy and spread her soaking lips apart for him to get a better view of her. His jaw was nearly on the floor as his eyes never left her pussy as he slowly began to remove other parts of his clothing, revealing his upper body to her, she bit her lip as she stared at him at his hairy chest and his round belly, she thought he was the sexiest man she had ever seen. “Well? What are you waiting for? Fuck me.” she cooed.
He quickly tugged his pants down and as he moved in between her legs she lifted her right leg up and pressed the sole of heel against his bare chest and it pierced his skin, causing him to groan. “Don’t you dare cum inside of me..” she hummed demandingly. He nodded at her words, willing to do whatever she asked like a little puppy the way he wanted her. She smiled and set her foot back down on the table, her legs spread wide apart for him still as he moved in between them and one hand clung onto her thigh and his other hand reaching down to grab his cock and he teased the head of his cock between her soaking lips and the feeling of her pubic hair tickled against his cock as he groaned softly feeling her velvety folds brush against him. Rebecca tilted her head back against the mirror and let out a soft moan. After his little teasing he slowly guided his cock inside of her and he grunted and groaned lowly as he entered her and he stretched her pussy open inch by inch with his cock until he completely bottomed out inside of her. She gasped loudly and shut her eyes tight as she moaned, grabbing onto his big arms. 
“Ah, fuck, baby, you’re so tight..” he mumbled under his breath as he began to thrust his hips roughly inside of her and she whimpered and cried out his name as he forced her pussy to open up around him and take him deep, leaving her no choice to adjust to the size of him. 
“Oh, daddy.. You f-feel so good inside of me..” she said breathless. 
Her hands squeezed around his arms so tight that her nails began to dig into his skin as his hands grabbed her waist and tugged her forward as he began to slam his hips into her, fucking her roughly that the vanity beneath them began to shake and wobble, the mirror slamming up against the wall to the tune of his thrusts, her legs wrapping around him and her heels digging into his sides as she panted heavily and her eyes rolled back as she moaned and whimpered, nearly screaming his name with how his cock hit inside of her, so deep and hard that she could feel him hitting against her cervix and stretching her open that his cock fit like a glove inside of her. He leaned down to kiss along her neck and he was breathing heavily and grunting loudly with each thrust as sweat gathered at his brow and he kissed down to her breasts, his soft lips taking one of her nipples into his mouth and she kept one hand on his arm still and brought the other up to tangle into his hair as their bodies slammed against one another, moaning and breathing heavily in sync with each other. It was so loud that everyone could hear what the two of them were doing. He kissed back up to her neck until he reached her lips and they kissed sloppily and passionately as he lifted her up and began to slam his cock harder inside her, determined to make her remember just who she and her pussy belonged to. “Oh god.. Elvis.. Fuck.. Just like that!” she screamed, pulling at his dark hair. The faster he fucked her the louder the squelching sounds of her pussy became, she was soaking for him that it was making a mess of them. 
The both of them had so much pent up sexual tension that this little game they were playing of power dynamics and the anger they felt toward one another, but also the love was building up into something more and ready to explode at any minute as they continued to fuck each other. The louder she moaned the louder his groans and grunts became, their bodies growing weaker and numb to the pleasure they were giving each other as their orgasms built within in approaching the surface quickly as they continued on until they couldn’t hold on any longer. Rebecca was screaming his name as her orgasm hit like a train that her eyes rolled all the way back and her body went limp as she came all over his cock. He couldn’t hold himself back the moment she did and remembering what she said he grabbed his cock trying to slip it out of her stretched cunt as quick as possible and his warm cum shooting out onto her stomach in thick ropes all over and she watched with delight until he finished and collapsed against her. She slipped her arms around him as the two of them tried to catch their breath as their bodies laid trembling against one another. Her soft whimpers escaped her lips as she buried her face into his hair. 
“Oh, fuck.. Fuck.. That was amazing..” she mumbled. 
All Elvis could do was nod at her words before he pulled himself off her and she sat up, her legs feeling wobbly and her pussy sore from his rough pounding that she slowly climbed off the vanity and she grabbed a few tissues to wipe his cum off her stomach and she kicked off her heels and slipped out of what was left of her stockings. Elvis watched her as he got himself dressed and it was silent between the two of them now with some of the tension gone, but very much present between them. She glanced over to see him staring at her with a smirk. 
“Don’t go getting crazy ideas. I’m still mad at you.” she said softly as she continued to clean herself. 
“Are you? Because it sure didn’t seem that way, baby.” he said with a chuckle. 
“It was just sex. That’s it.” she mumbled. 
“No, it wasn’t. We just made love and you know that it was more than just sex.” he replied.
Elvis furrowed his brow as he watched her shake her head and once he had gotten his clothes back on he walked over to her and pulled her naked body against him, kissing her deep and she couldn’t stop herself from kissing him back. She loved him. She wouldn’t be able to stop loving him. But she was still hurt that he lied to her. She pulled back from him, shaking her head as she looked up at him.
“Elvis.. This doesn’t change anything. You lied to me. You broke any trust I had for you. It’s going to take more than us fucking to fix that.” she said softly. 
Elvis sighed and he knew it was a long shot to hope that the two of them making love would fix everything. He knew he was wrong and that he should’ve been honest with her from the start. “I’m sorry, baby. I-I didn’t mean to.. I want to fix this..” he said. 
A small smile formed on her lips, she nodded slowly. 
“I know you are. I know you want to fix this. But it’s going to take time..” she said as she pulled away from him and grabbed her bag of clothes. “I’ll meet you out there.” she hummed as she headed into the bathroom to shower and get dressed. Elvis let out another sigh as he fixed himself up before heading back out to see everyone staring at him knowing what had just went on in that room. Elvis approached the director that Sonny and Red still had a grip on. 
“Let ‘em go, fellas.” Elvis said, the two men listening and letting the guy go. Elvis got close to him as he slipped his glasses back on. “Find yourself another girl because she quits.” he muttered before pushing past him and toward the front door where he stood to wait for Rebecca. She finished up in the shower and quickly got dressed and grabbed the rest of her things and hurried out of the room, seeing everyone staring at her and she just continued to walk, not making eye contact until she reached Elvis who took her hand and the both of them walked out together with the guys following behind. 
International Hotel
When they got back to the hotel Elvis and Rebecca headed to his suite alone as the guys went their separate ways. It was a quiet walk to his suite as they continued to hold each other’s hand and shared glances with one another. Elvis got his key out as they approached the door and opened it and much to both of their surprise there was a woman sitting on the couch who stood up the moment they walked in. It was Linda. She had flown from Memphis to Vegas because she had enough of Elvis’ lies and secrets and she didn’t trust a word he had said over the phone. She decided to surprise him with a visit just to catch him in his lies and his new girl. Rebecca furrowed her brow wondering who the strange woman was in his suite. 
“L-Linda..” Elvis mumbled. 
Rebecca pulled her hand away from him and looked at him and then Linda and then back at him.
“This is Linda?” she said softly.
“And you must be his new shiny toy.” Linda said snidely. 
Rebecca didn’t like her already as she narrowed her eyes at the woman and now she slipped her arm around Elvis feeling possessive over him. 
“Rebecca is my name.” she said sharply. 
“Right.. Do you mind? I’d like to speak with Elvis alone.” Linda said, looking her up and down. 
“Actually, I do fucking mind. Whatever you have to say to him you can say it in front of me.” Rebecca snapped as she tightened her grasp around Elvis who was too stunned to even speak and now both women were basically fighting over him. 
Linda scoffed and shook her head. Elvis finally cleared his throat and looked over at Rebecca. 
“It’s okay, baby. Just give us a minute, please?” he asked. 
Rebecca rolled her eyes and nodded at his words as she stared over at Linda out of the corner of her eye as she leaned up to press several soft kisses to Elvis’ cheek just to piss her off before she walked off to his bedroom on purpose, closing the door. Linda rolled her eyes in disgust as she turned her attention back to Elvis. As usual Rebecca was listening in on their conversation. 
“So, that’s her? She’s pretty. Super young.” she remarked. 
Elvis sighed. 
“Don’t give me that shit. What are you doin’ here!?” he shouted. 
“I wanted to see her for myself. Now I have and well I hope she’s the one this time.” she said softly. She had no tears left to shed for him after dealing with his infidelity for the past three years. 
“She may be the one. She makes me happy and she challenges me, she’s honest with me. Something no one else seems to be around here.” he replied. 
Linda laughed, nodding. 
“Right.. Sure..” she grabbed her purse and began to head toward the door, grabbing a hold of the doorknob and turning back around toward him for a moment. “I just hope she realizes you only like the beginning of things.” she muttered as her last parting words before she slipped out that door and out of his life forever. 
Elvis sighed and shook his head at whatever hell that meant as he stared at the door for a moment and felt a wave of relief that Linda had ended things between them so he wouldn’t have to. He turned back around to see Rebecca standing in the doorway of his room, looking up at him with those beautiful green eyes, she heard everything and the last thing Linda said really stuck with her. She stared at Elvis as he walked over to her, slipping his arms around her and pulling her into his embrace. She didn’t put her arms around him, she didn’t even move.
“It’s over, baby. It’s officially over. I promise ya” he said softly as he looked down at her. She was staring up at him and she shook her head and pulled away. 
“Elvis, I-I think I’m going to go back to New York tomorrow..” she whispered. 
Elvis furrowed his brow, confused. 
“What? Why?” he asked. 
“I need space from you. I need time to think.. I told you no matter what happens us having sex the two of you finally being over doesn’t change the fact that you still lied to me. What did she mean by you only like the beginning of things? How can I trust you not to do to me what you did to her??” she said as she backed away from him. 
“Ah, baby, don’t listen to her.. She just said that to stir shit up. I would never do that to you. I love you. I only want to be with you. Please don’t go..” 
“I don’t believe you, Elvis. I don’t trust you. I need space... I can’t stay here. So, I’m leaving tomorrow morning. I’m sorry. I want things to work between us because I love you too, but if you mean what you say and want to gain my trust back it’s going to take more than you just saying it or fucking me.” she said as she began to walk away.
Elvis grabbed her hand, pleading for her not to go. 
“Please.. I-I need you, baby.” he said softly as his eyes welled up with tears. Rebecca shook her head and now tears were streaming down her face. 
“Then when you finish your engagement here, you come show me how much you need me and love me. You know where I live..” she said before pulling out of his grasp and going to her bedroom, shutting the door and locking it to keep him out as she gathered her things and began to pack. She could hear Elvis out there pleading for her to not go but she ignored him.
She felt horrible leaving him but she needed to. She needed space to think away from him and she’d hope time away from her would help him think about what he really wanted. She couldn’t get what Linda said out of her head. She knew she probably did say that knowing she was listening just to cause another problem between her and Elvis. But either way, her mind was made up and first thing in the morning she was catching a taxi to the airport and heading back home. 
He only likes the beginning of things…
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itsjaywalkers · 3 months
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lil nothing happens snippet bc the first three parts are gonna be posted this month <3 and bc i have so much fun writing this au <3
“Reggie, I swear to god, if those two weirdos aren’t here in the next five minutes I’m gonna—” Sirius begins, sounding a bit less playful and a lot more irritated.  “There you are, Reg,” a sweet voice interrupts, and James raises his head just in time to catch Pandora walking towards them, Evan following close behind, headphones already in place. “We thought you had already left.” Regulus does turn around this time, wanting to face his friends, which nearly drags a protest out of James, especially because his hands leave his hair, and he stops the soft caresses that had almost managed to lure him to sleep. But since Regulus doesn’t move away from him, his arms still securely wrapped around his waist, he keeps all his whines at bay. “I said I’d wait,” Regulus retorts, like that’s all the argument he needs. And honestly, it kinda is, considering how seriously he takes even the silliest of promises. “Still.” Pandora shrugs, and Evan just blinks slowly at him, gaze empty. If James didn’t know any better, he’d swear he isn’t even listening. “We know your brother can get a little impatient, and we got delayed because Slughorn wanted to talk to Evan.” Sirius clicks his tongue, obviously annoyed, and James isn’t sure if it’s due to Pandora’s comment or to the twins’ presence in general.  The noise seems to catch Pandora’s attention, who tilts her head to finally acknowledge Sirius, giving him a wide smile that isn’t reciprocated. The gesture looks kind, and genuine, and would probably convince anyone that isn’t aware of how deeply Sirius and Pandora dislike each other.  “Sirius,” she says with a tiny nod, her voice pleasing but cold. Almost disdainful.  His best friend only responds by baring his teeth, and Pandora’s grin seems to become even wider.
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oswlld · 5 months
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insane how p’aof spent months trying his damnedest to make jimmy look “rough” just to end up with me spending 40+ mins thinking “jimmy pretty 🥰”
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Stellan is stopping them from punching someone
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ssomepersonn · 7 months
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RAZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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