𝗘𝗹𝘃𝗶𝘀 𝗦𝗺𝘂𝘁 <𝟯

Austin! Elvis Coming home form the Army.

Summary: Elvis! Austin coming back from war (military) and making sweet (not) love to you.

Warning: Blow job, face fucking, cum eating, dry humping, cussing, pentrative sex, size kink (kind of?). Minors DNI

It was a lovely Monday afternoon. You were preparing lunch for yourself as you were missing your husband dearly. He had to enlist in the army due to the country's requirements (yall bare with me I do not know what I'm talking about). You were expecting to see him in 2 more weeks which you couldn't wait until you see him again.

You were nearly done making chicken alfredo with little bacon bits when you heard the doorbell sighing putting the finished product on the stove. You angrily took off your oven mitts. These telemarketers kept coming to your house and everyday you told them that you were not interested in whatever pyramid scheme they were trying to sell. You told them to take your address off their list and for some reason they still end up at your door.

Stomping to your door you swing it open letting a spew of curse words. "I thought I told you losey people to stop coming to my door!" you look up at the culprit  that keeps disturbing your peace. Instead you let out a gasp seeing your boyfriend Elvis Presley in all of his glory.

"Has someone been messing with my women while I was gone?" your heart was beating so fast you haven't you seen him in a little over a year and he looked so much more mature.

"Oh my lord Elvis! I missed you so much." He closed the distance between you and pulled you into a bone crushing hugs picking you off ground and moved one of his hands to help you wrap your legs around his waist.

Grabbing his duffel bag he brought it in with one arm holding you up. Entering your shared living room he put his bag on the floor and sat down on your grey sectional couch with you still on top of him. You took this time to look at him. He had a light beard and his hair had grown back but it was kinda messy probably due to the fact he probably didn't have time to get up and do his hair while he was in the army.

"You didn't answer my question baby, has someone been messing with you while I've been gone mama?" Shaking your head you answer him "No not really just the telemarketers coming to the house everyday" he leaned his head against the couch looking up at you rubbing your lower back he nodded.

"I'll call them tomorrow and tell them to stop coming round here" you shook your head getting irritated "I already did baby they didn't listen to me" he nodded he made a note to call and threaten them later.

Lightly slapping his chest you tell him "Enough about me how was being in the army and all that you didn't say much about your time in your letters" he face feel slightly "It was kind of gruesome mama I didn't want to put no thoughts in your head just know I fought hard to make sure I came back home to you"

Tears filled your eyes and threatened to spill over. You knew it was hard for him, hell they talked about it on the news everyday. You knew it had to have taken a toll on him to see all the terrible things that happen out on duty.

He grabs your face pulling it close to his wiping the tears in your eyes away with his thumbs. "Let's not worry about all that though I'm back home in our beautiful house with you and that's all that matters pretty" sniffing you agreed with him and let him pull you closer. Looking at your lips he meets your eye "Now give me some sugar" he whispered closing the small distance between you two you let out a small snicker before putting your lips on his soft, smooth lips.

Moaning you open your mouth wider and let him deeper into your mouth his lips felt like butter and his tongue and softley wrestling with yours. Elvis moves his hands on your hips and guides them to grind on his growing bulge. The sensation felt good. You were wearing a skirt with no panties. It was a hot day and you were home alone.