The Kings forgotten Love (Elvis Presley)

When Elvis Met Marilyn

Elvis sat alone in his hotel room, he had the Television on,  playing one of the starlet Marilyn Monroe's films, her second to be exact.

He couldn't understand how he went all that time growing up with her, yet he never realized just how talented she really was- He never seemed to realize just what he had when he truly had her.

Marilyn paused, was she really about to do this, putting her pink convertible in park, she turned the engine off took a breath.

She didn't want to be seen, she couldn't be seen.

She could see the headlines now.

Elvis Presley & Marilyn Monroe seen together, is this a secret romance between the King Of Rock N Roll & The Beauty Queen?

The man at the front desk about had a heart attack when he noticed who was standing in his lobby. He wasted no time making his way to the young starlet.

"Miss Monroe, welcome to L.A. 's finest grand hotel, where the stars stay, to gaze upon the stars."

She did her best to smile at the man. "Thank you. I was actually here to visit an old friend of mine. Elvis- Elvis Presley." The mans face twisted into complete joy. "Yes Mr. Presley is staying in our best room, I'll have room service bring up some of our best wine. Please my dear, right this way." Marilyn smile as a thanks and let the man lead her to the front desk with a hand placed gently on the small of her back.

Elvis smirked when a knock came on his door. He stood up from the leather couch and made his way to the door. Marilyn held her breath, she could hear movement from inside the room. It was just a matter of time now, until she was once again face to face with the only man she's ever truly loved.

When the door to suit 345, opened Elvis took in the sight before him. His Norma was standing in the hallway in high heels, a short, tight dress that showed her every curve. The man gulped, his eyes slowly making there way to her smiling, blushing face. "Wow." Escaped the singer.

The girl giggled. "You don't look too bad yourself E." Marilyn wasn't sure how, but her voice was steady and didn't show her nerves. Elvis stood shirtless, with silk sleep pants, his hair was a mess and he over all seemed like a mess.

"Come on in Darlin'." He muttered, moving out of her way. Marilyn was looking around the room, she could feel the mans eyes on her. "You never wrote me back." He watched as her eyes closed and her breathing slowed. "You have to understand. I-I have a family now- A daughter." He sighed looking at his feet. "Did you- Read them?" He asked, taking a chance to look at the woman.

"Y-Yes." She almost whispered. "Is that why-Because of what you read?" He asked taking a few steps closer. "Elvis, I didn't write you back because I decided a long time ago that I was going to move on-Find myself and make my own way. And I did that- I've move o-on." She almost whispered the last three words. Elvis was now standing directly in front of her, he had her small hands in his larger ones. His eyes were locked with hers and his body heat had her shiver. "Have you?" He asked softly, bringing her hand to his lips. "Elvis." She tried to pull her hands free, but the man kept a firm, yet gently hold on her.

"Norma, when did you decide all this?" He asked in a hurt tone. "The night you broke my heart-The night you had that party with that-That bimo you call yours!" She snapped all at once, pulling her hands free. Elvis smirked, eyes showing just how badly he wanted her in that moment.

"I already told you Honey, I did it for you-." He pulled her into somewhat of a embrace. She tried to get away from the singer, but he was too strong. " Then why tell me all this now? Why bring this up now?!" He huffed and pulled her closer still, holding her close he started to pepper her exposed skin with soft, hot kisses. "E-Elvis. P-Please." He could feel her body tremble in his arms. He slowly started to feel her start to react to him, her body was grinding against his body. "I need you Norma." He whispered, gripping her wrist, he used it to move her hand to his pants. She gasped from both the boldness of  his act and the hard member she felt under her palm. Closing her eyes, with all her might she managed to pull herself free. "No-Elvis, No." She snapped, moving her hair out of her eyes.  "We had a chance, whatever small chance that might have been-It's gone-Over- We can't be anything." She said holding her hands out. "Anything?" He asked moving closer to her, but this time she stepped back. "Not even friends Norma?" He asked heart broken. "We've already stopped being even that much." She whispered broken. "Norma." He got in front of her once again, but this time her back was to the wall. "Norma." He asked again. "Once you did what you had to- And now it's my turn. I'm sorry Elvis, but from this point on we-We can no long have any contact." The man gulped, eyes shinning. He swilled, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Marilyn watched the man closely. His hands slipped to her slim waist and he inhaled. "Elvis." His eyes locked with hers and he saw nothing but pain.

"You have to - You need to let me go."  She whispered, his eyes were locked on her full red lips. "I can't." He whispered in a strong tone, moving his face closer to hers. Marilyn closed her eyes and let the feeling of his lips on hers wash over her.

She felt his hands move higher up her shaking body, has he moved his lips to her neck. "No. What I need is you." He whisper hotly in her ear. "I know you need me too." He muttered, hand sliding in between her shaking legs. " Say it baby, say you need me/ Tell me you want me-." One hand was on her breast and the other was slipping into her wet underwear.
"E-Elvis-Elvis." Her eyes opened and her heart stopped when she felt his fingers move over her wetness. "Daddy's got you baby." He whispered, kissing her neck again. "NO! Elvis-No. It's too late-I don't love you anymore-Hell I never truly did-I was only a-A child. A little girl with a crush on an older boy! I'm a married woman with a family, if you've always felt this way then you had the chance and you missed it- I will no destroy my life!" She snapped shoving him away. "Why make my world come crashing down-Why now huh!?!" She screamed, she felt so conflicted and upset in that moment.

"Because I can't keep on lying to myself, you and the world damn it!" He snapped in her face, Marilyn froze all at once. Her eyes scanned his face. "I do love you- I need you Honey, please tell me you need me-That you love me too. Tell me your my Norma."
He almost begged, moving his body against hers. "My-My name is Marilyn and I-." She started, he grabbed her wrists and held them above her head and against the wall.

"And I remember the day I returned home from a tour to find you , your little friend and my mama all came up with this-This sexy new look and you did it for me- You wanted my attention, but baby you always had it-You still have it and you always will." She rolled her eyes. Yea well I-I don't want it anymore-Now let me go!" After keeping eye contact long enough to let the other know they weren't going to back down any time soon, Elvis sighed and pulled her into another kiss. "I do love you." He whispered moving away. "And I know your lying to yourself right now Little Sister, you do still love me." He said keeping his hands in his pockets.

Before she could say anything a knock on the door destructed them both. "Room service Mr. Presley." Elvis opened the door and let the man in the room. Marilyn took the chance left the room.

Elvis sighed when we noticed she was gone.

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