She- Elvis Presley x ps! Reader

I see red

It's been two years since you've met Elvis, you've one of his best friends and his trusted assistant, you've always become a sorta friend with benefits thing. You never minded it but you felt bad after it for a little bit, you've become sorta friends with Priscilla and you can't help but feel bad for her, you were under her husband on a weekly basis pretty much. You felt bad yes but you also really liked when Elvis was on top of you.
You were happily working today in your office organizing some files. Humming to a Elvis record that was on your player. A gentle knock on your door paused your humming and you looked up to see Elvis walking in with a smirk. He locked your office door and walked over to you, "I'd appreciate some help." He husks in your ear making you shutter. "Yes sir" you said standing up and running your hands up his chest. You grabbed the blue neckerchief tugging him down stopping him just before your lips. "Elvis.." you say as Elvis closes his eyes and tries to kiss you. "Yes, sweet girl?" He says his lips ghosting against yours. "'Scilla's home" you say gulping, he pulls back his smirk still largely evident. "She won't catch us, chop." He says squeezing your hips. You jump slightly not knowing his hands were there. That stupid nickname too, he gave it to you because you chopped vegetables good, you found it so stupid but you were also happy to have a nickname from the man. "Okay.." you say closing the space between you and him, his hands searched you like hungry animals, his beautiful plum lips on yours. This was a weekly thing sometimes he would come in multiple times a week, you question exactly what drove him to want you but you never questioned him about it you kept that one to yourself, his lips left yours and kissed to your ear and neck leaving little love bites, he was going to ask you about those later in front of Priscilla.

The shirt you had on was tied in the back hardly holding in your boobs. Elvis bit his lip as he untied the silky tie. It fell off your arms and he broke your bra without warning, "Elvis!" You whisper yell slapping his chest, he smirks at you and places one of his large hands on your breast and his other hand laid on your thigh that your skirt wasn't covering. "I gotta make this fast I 'ppose to be goin' with 'Scilla to eat" he says. You nod and lay back on your desk making a few things fall, he pulled you to him and bunched up your skirt. His hand still kneeded at your breast. His belt didn't give him access to rub up on you so he quickly to it off with a grunt of relief. He pushes up against you pulling you against him as he does so, a loud grunt falls from him. You place a hand on your mouth to shut up your moans. Your quickly place a hand over his mouth to silence him. He smirks under your mouth and pushes his tongue out licking your palm. You curl your lip up in disgust as you pull it away making Elvis laugh. You give him a look that makes his laugh grumble louder. You place your hand back on his mouth. "Shut up, you're a idiot" you say with a smile before placing your hand back over your own mouth. He smirks as he thrusts harder against you, you guys never did penetration because of his relationship but you continued to do anything that didn't include it.

Elvis rubbed against you faster as your release's fell over you, you bit down on your hand and pushed your other hand further on Elvis' face to silence him. Elvis rides out both your highs the steps away taking off your underwear with a smirk. "Theses are mine." He says stuffing the underwear in his pocket then grabbing his belt and putting it on, he fixes his hair and wipes away any evidence of you off his face. "I'll see ya later chop, finish the paperwork I told ya to, I need it by tomorrow, okay darlin'? " he says more as a demand with a questioning end. You nod as you grab your shirt tying it back and and fixing your skirt "you owe me a bra" you say making him chuckle as he leaves, you start to do paperwork that he had asked for.

Elvis and Priscilla had rented a hotel and left Lisa with Vernon and Dee, they were going to have some time alone but Priscilla seen hickey's trailing everywhere on his torso, they got in a very large fight which she ended up fighting with him about his addiction and the girls he's with on the road then you. "Elvis, she's with you more then I am! You make it important to see her, not me! I am your wife! I should be your priority so should your daughter" she yells as she buttons her blouse, Elvis pops a hand on his hip and runs a hand through his hair. "Scilla' she is my best friend, and she works for me I gotta see her, she is my AS-SIST-ANT" he stomps his foot like a toddler as he breaks up the word. Throwing his hand down from his hair. "Then get rid of her, or I leave with Lisa" she threatens, Elvis frowns. "I-I-I ain't getting' rid of y/n." He says, Priscilla nods and grabs her purse before walking out. Elvis didn't stop her, he stood there looking at the floor with his hand in his hips, clicking his tongue. His jaw clenched before he yelled and started to throw things around.

You just got done with your work it was around 1am. As you were walking out Elvis pulled up his hair a mess and his face red with anger. "E? You okay?" You ask with a frown. He slicks a hand in his hair with a huff, "Scilla' she left, she's getting Lisa from my daddy's i- I lost my family.." he says tears filling up in his eyes. "Oh Elvis..." you say going over to him and wrapping your arms around him. "It'll be okay.." you say running your fingers through his hair as he cries in the crook of your neck. "I've lost them, my daughter, Scilla' can leave all she wants but i don't want her taken Lisa..I don't want her taken my little girl..but she needs her mother.." he sobs as you run your other hand on his back. "Let's get you inside." You say unraveling your arms from him and grabbing his hand leading him inside taking him up to his bedroom. "You are going to go to sleep." You say going in the bathroom and grabbing his pill bottle of his sleeping meds grabbing one out and getting a little cup of water. You take it to him and make him take it. "I'll see you later E." You say before turning to leave Elvis grabs your wrist. "Stay, please, lay with me sweet girl." He pleads with his puppy dog eyes tears staining his cheeks, "okay.." you say nearly a whisper so low he can barely hear it. You walk over to the other side of the bed and sit down leaning your back against the head board. Elvis lays his head on your thighs and wraps his arm around them, creasing your hands through his hair you look down at him as he slowly starts to fall asleep, you sigh as he finally drifts off. Knowing you can't leave you continue to look down at him, thinking of the emotions you're feeling, you don't know if you like him or love him, if it's love you don't know if you love him as a friend or..something else.
With a sigh you grab a pillow and set it behind your back knowing you're not going to be able to move till he's awake.

Hello, I hope you guys are liking the rewrite of this so far if you have suggestions just comment-Kai
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