Elvis Presley Scenarios (smut)

Like a baby (smut)

The burning sensation of the whiskey in your throat, caused you to cough a bit to mitigate the taste and burning feeling.
You had been drinking the thought away, that you date never showed up. And there you sat alone, drunk in your prettiest red dress, your hair and makeup made to perfection...and all for nothing.
"Give me one more sir" you reached your hand out to get the bartender attention, but apparently your got every other mans attention but his.
"Hello miss, what are a beautiful lady doing here all by herself"
You didn't really pay attention to the men calling on you first of all, you didn't care second of all you were a little bit to intoxicated to detect them, all your focus was on the bartender.

After 5 minutes trying to call on the bartender you decided to give up, probably the best idea either way.
You stood to your feet, flattened out your dress not paying attention to the tall guy in front of you.
You lifted your head while stepping forward, accidentally falling into his chest.
With a place of your hands on his breast you looked up to see his face -oh gosh what a sight, perfect smile, beautiful deep blue eyes you could drown in, his perfectly sat hair with one lock falling into his eyes.
You felt you stared at him for what felt like 10 minutes, you snapped back to reality when he tried to pull you away from him, not realizing you still had your hands gripping on to his chest.
"Oh...oh I'm so *hiccup wow... I'm so sorry, I slipped" you looked back to the bar stool.
"It's fine miss, are you okay? Need water or something?" He asked.
His southern accent was playing a melody in your ears "nooo, I'm
fin -*hiccup e, just I-I just have to get home" you petted him on his shoulder and walked right by him.
"You sure miss" he asked concerned.
"Ye-yeah big boy, I can handle myself doncha worry" you turned around to wink at him, he smirked at you.

You swung down the hall of the bar, Elvis eyes not leaving for one second.
You almost stumbled but managed to catch yourself before falling - but fell the second you got back on your feet.
He stepped away from the bar, and walked forward to you.
"I think I need help" you let out a chuckle while looking at him,
"You don't say so" he smiled at the sight of you sitting down like a hopeless little baby.
"Okay miss-" you interrupted him.
"Miss? No no no just Y/N I-I'm not that old" you looked at him with frowned brows. 
"Oh sorry mis- oh shit my bad Y/N" he helped you up on your feet.
"You sure you don't want to take your heels off?" He looked down at your freshly painted nails.
"Hey Sir, you don't look at other women's feet" you lifted his chin, he was smirking.
"But no, I wanna look hot even if I fall" you said while stepping forward, holding out a hand.
Elvis gripped your waist to make you more stable to walk, taking your offered hand.
"One step at the time...okay honey" he said.
And you did, taking one step at the time, very slowly.

"Where are your date?" Elvis asked slowly, trying not to provoke you
"Date! Ha you're kidding me... where do you know from that I was with man" you was extra focused on your steps.
"I just assumed, that a pretty lady like you didn't come here by herself"
"No you're right... he stood me up" you stopped to look at him.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" you cut him off
"No it's fine, probably a boring guy anyway"
He quickly changed the subject
"Do you know how to come home?" He held the door open for you, while you stepped outside and looked around in confusion
"Oh yeah, it's... that way"
"Ya sure?" He said, putting his hands on his hips.
"Yeah" you looked around to see if there were anything you could remember from the earlier trip.
"Yeah, no it's probably that way."
You pointed out in the busy streets.
"I- I can drive you Home" Elvis stepped out of the bar.
"No, don't bother" you waved him off
"No... no serious it's fine, I was heading home anyway" he looked at you to confirm that it was alright.
"If you say so big boy" you in a flirtatious tone.
Oh gosh what is wrong with me!

He smirked at your words, like they were leaving him with a pleasure,
"Right the way ma'am" he gestured the way to his car.
You looked at him, popping a shoulder at him before turning around to see his car.
"Wait what! It's this your car!"
Your eyes widened by the sight of the beautiful car.
"Yeah honey, jump in" he said while stepping forward to the passenger side, holding the door open for you.
"Sir you have no idea! This car have been a dream for me since I was 8 years old, a Rolls-Royce Phantom 5"
You seated yourself inside, admiring the interior "so pretty..." you looked at him "are you rich or something?"
He bent his head down "oh I wouldn't say that" he smirked at you before closing the door.