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The Arrangement

Fandom: Elvis Presley, American Actor, RPF

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader, Elvis Presley x Female Reader x Jerry Schilling

Characters: Elvis Presley, Female Reader, Jerry Schilling, Sonny West, Red West, Lamar Fike

Word Count: 4236

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Elvis loves to show you off. Fortunately he doesn’t mind who’s looking.

Tags/Warnings: Non Chronological Order, Oral Sex, Threesome, M/M/F, Cunnilingus, Semi Public Sex, Graceland, Wife Sharing, Established Relationship, Reader and Elvis are Married, Memphis Mafia, Teasing, POV Second Person, Extra Marital Sex

Notes: Havent we all asked ourselves which members of the mafia we’d fuck?

LINK TO MADE FOR THE MAFIA

You could hear them downstairs, deep voices echoing up to the floor you were on as you rushed to get ready. In fact, you had been going for hours and still you weren't finished. You were sure you were going to be the last one downstairs. At times you envied them. Though you knew your husband always took extra effort with his appearance most of his friends didn’t opting to throw on a suit and hope for the best but tonight wasn’t one of those nights. Tonight was a charity dinner, black tie, and as Elvis was a major donor all focus would be on your party. Again you envied the boys. Even when they had to make an effort it still wasn't even on the same level as you. Their options were limited to one, a tuxedo, and yours were endless. You had managed to find something nice though, something demure but with a cutting-edge of sexy. That was something Elvis had insisted on. But it wasn’t the only thing. Before you could dwell on that request too long you heard him call your name from the bottom of the stairs and after one quick check of your make up you headed downstairs with your bag in hand. Elvis was waiting at the bottom and his face broke into a smile as he noticed you at the top of the stairs. As you made your way down slowly he let out a low whistle. ‘God damn if I didn’t know any better I’d say that was an angel coming down those stairs,’ he said as you reached the bottom making you blush just a touch. ‘Well you look pretty good yourself,’ you said as he wrapped an arm around your waist and leaned in to capture your lips for a moment. As he pulled back to look at you though you noticed his blue eyes looked almost black with desire which made a tingle run down your spine as did the hand burning into the small of your back. He smirked at your reaction looking away which was when you noticed you weren’t alone. Jerry was standing by the staircase watching the pair of you closely and Red and Sonny were waiting by the door. All three of them dressed in tuxedos though admittedly Jerry looked the best. ‘Ain’t she a vision Jer?’ Elvis said as he noticed you eyeing Jerry. His grip tightened on your back his thumb teasing along the planes of your ass through the satin dress. ‘Stunning,’ Jerry said thickly as if the words caught in his throat, ‘real pretty.’ ‘And it’s a good job too,’ Elvis said looking at you, ‘if the end result wasn’t worth it I’d be worried about being late.’ You smiled but didn’t say anything else as Elvis nudged you forward towards the door that Sonny was now opening. You should’ve been embarrassed that the entire party had been held up because you were making sure everything looked just right but as you felt Elvis’ thumb trace taunting touches against your satin-covered skin you knew it was the right thing to do. Your actions however didn’t seem as well thought out as you stepped out into the warm summer night air. You could hear them behind you, the boys, as they repeated Jerry’s words in mocking tones earning themselves a swift, ‘can it,’ from the man himself. It caused your face to flush. Not because of the compliment. After all, you knew he probably wouldn’t have said anything if Elvis hadn’t asked. It was because they didn’t know. They didn’t know that only a few days before tonight Jerry had offered the same compliments though then you had been wearing far less. They hadn’t heard the string of expletives that had left his lips as you wrapped your mouth around his cock, your husband watching on with words of encouragement. Elvis however didn’t blush but you felt him stiffen against you as you walked down to the long car idling on the driveway, Lamar in the driver’s seat. As you reached the bottom of the steps Elvis leaned into you, low enough that he was sure the boys wouldn’t be able to hear as he whispered, ‘did you do as I asked?’ ‘Yes,’ you said though it was barely more than a breath. ‘Good girl,’ he smirked before he pulled away looking towards the men who were now behind you. ‘Jer would you help her into the car?’ he said offering your hand to Jerry who looked nervous but took it without question. As he led you around to the other side of the car it struck you how the pair of you did most things Elvis asked without a second thought. You heard Red snigger but you didn’t dare look back. You probably should have, after all, Red probably didn’t know how much he was pissing Elvis off, but you could tell it was a lot. You glanced towards Elvis as Jerry opened the door for you. He was standing on the other side of the car, blocking the boys from being able to climb in the other door. ‘Something wrong EP?’ Red asked his voice laced with confusion. Jerry’s gaze immediately dropped as did yours whilst he helped you manoeuvre into a seated position which was providing difficult to do in the tight-fitting fabric. ‘You two need to ride up front with Lamar,’ Elvis said simply. ‘Why?’ Sonny asked making you cringe as Jerry climbed into the seat opposite you with a matching expression on his own face. ‘No room,’ Elvis said. You glanced around at the seats you and Jerry were sitting on, the pair of you barely taking up a third of the space in the car. ‘But-' Red protested. ‘I’m sorry,’ Elvis said, ‘did that sound like a request?’ You looked out of the window but all you could see was Elvis’ back against it as he faced off with the two men. Eventually, you heard a disgruntled mumble and then the front passenger side door opened so that the boys could slide in. As you watched Red shuffle into the middle of the bench with Sonny right behind him you felt Jerry’s eyes on you. He looked confused but he wasn’t the only one. After all the boys hadn’t been teasing you. They’d been teasing Jerry and Elvis was very much a ‘if you can’t take the heat get out of the kitchen’ kind of guy so you doubted that was what had got him acting differently. No, you had a sneaking suspicion he had something up his sleeve. Elvis slid into the seat beside you shutting the door roughly as he placed his other hand on your thigh. You smiled at him trying to ignore the flutter in your core as he looked at you. He looked good in black tie and if it hadn’t taken you an age to get ready you figured you might have ravished him then and there. As the car took off down towards the gates and then on the open road his attention turned to Jerry who was still watching you like a deer in headlights. You didn’t know how he could be so nervous. Not after the other night. ‘Put that screen up would ya,’ Elvis said gesturing to the open compartment that separated you from the front of the car. You could see Red’s head turn just a little but he didn’t look back and as Jerry immediately obeyed they disappeared from view in an instant. Elvis settled back, his hand still on your thigh as he looked at you his eyes roving every inch of your body. ‘Wanna know something? he said turning to look at Jerry who glanced at you and then shuffled in his seat before he answered. ‘Sure.’ ‘I hate these functions. Hate ‘em,’ Elvis said. ‘I know what ya mean,’ Jerry said growing more comfortable the more normal Elvis acted, ‘still at least these ones are for good causes not like some of those Hollywood functions we’ve been to. Takes the sting out of it a little.’ ‘You’re right,’ Elvis mused before a smirk played on his lips, ‘you wanna know what really takes the sting outta these functions for me?’ ‘What?’ Jerry asked. ‘You don’t know?’ Elvis asked as Jerry shook his head. ‘How about you baby?’ he asked looking at you. ‘I don’t know,’ you said. ‘Not one guess huh?’ he asked and though you tried to think you found your mind blank. You shook your head. ‘My favourite thing about these functions is that I get to take you to ‘em. Flaunt you round looking like a million bucks and then bring you home so I can fuck you,’ he said his words dripping off his tongue like honey as the two of you watched him. ‘Elvis,’ you said feeling a blush creep up on your face. ‘Don’t be acting shy on me now mama,’ he said squeezing your thigh, ‘and don’t be pretending in front of Jer that you don’t love dolling yourself up just right so it’s all I can think about all night. He knows what you’re like remember.’ ‘That’s different,’ you said though you weren’t exactly sure how. Jerry had already seen just how much you liked to show off. ‘You don’t think I clocked the pair of you looking at one another?’ he said looking between you both. ‘EP,’ Jerry protested. ‘Don’t worry about it I ain’t mad,’ he said casually, ‘if I didn’t get mad when you had your cock in her mouth ain’t gonna get mad now am I?’ ‘S’pose not,’ Jerry said though even in the low lighting you could see a dash of pink on his cheeks. ‘In fact, I quite liked having you show off for him and me,’ Elvis admitted, ‘got me thinking about the other night.’ ‘EP we said it was a one-time thing,’ Jerry said quietly. ‘Oh sure,’ Elvis said, ‘a way to help out a friend and my girl was more than obliging don’t you think?’ ‘Yeah of course she was,’ Jerry said throwing you an apologetic look. ‘But you don’t wanna do it again?’ Elvis asked. ‘It’s not that,’ Jerry started unsurely looking at the pair of you as he thought over his words, ‘I just thought it was a one-time deal. I mean you guys are married.’ ‘What you think she’s gonna leave me for you?’ Elvis said with a laugh that made Jerry’s blush deepen, ‘don’t worry yourself ain’t that right baby?’ You dropped your gaze to your lap. You liked Jerry and you had enjoyed yourself, but Elvis would always be your one and only. ‘Look,’ Elvis said capturing both of your attention, ‘if you don’t want to do it again fine but I can’t help but think from your reaction when she came down those stairs that ain’t exactly the truth. And since I know just how much my girl enjoyed herself the other night I wouldn’t feel right not venturing to explore it again.’ ‘Really?’ you asked feeling that coil in your lower belly tighten just a touch. You hadn’t talked about what had happened much since. You’d been too nervous to bring it up. He’d been happy at the moment but you feared through the haze of daylight he might have changed his mind. ‘Hey I knew what I was signing up for when I married ya,’ he said leaning in so his nose was nearly touching your own, ‘greedy lil thing that you are.’ ‘So what? We just fuck? I mean the other night I could understand but this, I mean what if it gets…complicated,’ Jerry said. ‘We’re all adults aren’t we?’ Elvis said, ‘unless you don’t think you could fuck her without falling in love with her?’ ‘I would never,’ Jerry protested, ‘she’s your girl.’ ‘And as long as we remember that I don’t see a problem. I know I can trust her. And I know whatever she’s not comfortable with she’ll tell me, right honey?’ Elvis asked. ‘Of course,’ you nodded, trying to ignore just how hot and bothered you were becoming at the prospect. How it worsened as that same sultry smile appeared on your husband’s face. ‘But you gotta be the same,’ Elvis said looking back at Jerry, ‘are you in?’ Jerry hit his lip as he deliberated on that point. And then he nodded gently. ‘I’m in.’ ‘Great,’ Elvis said, ‘because I meant what I said. I think this could be good for us.’ ‘You’re happy with this, right Y/N?’ Jerry asked looking at you. ‘Yeah, I’m happy,’ you said. ‘Oh my baby’s always a happy lil thing aren’t ya,’ Elvis mused. ‘That’s because you treat me so good,’ you smiled. ‘Well, I have to what with you being oh so obliging and all,’ Elvis mused as he squeezed your thigh again making that coil in your belly tighten. Then he looked at Jerry, ‘you know Jer before we do this I wanna talk about something that happened the other night.’ ‘Oh?’ Jerry said shifting in his seat as his face became nervous. ‘Yeah because if we’re gonna do this I wouldn’t want us to get off on the wrong foot now would you?’ he asked. ‘Of course not,’ Jerry said. ‘You see I can't help but feel we’re on uneven playing ground at the moment,’ Elvis said. ‘How do you mean?’ Jerry asked his brows knitting together. ‘You see my girl here was oh so obliging, took care of you good and proper right?’ Elvis asked earning himself a nod, ‘but we haven’t seen you in action yet. And if we’re gonna do this I need to know she’s gonna be getting something out of the deal.’ ‘I didn’t know,’ Jerry said, ‘I didn’t know what you’d be comfortable with.’ ‘Oh I’m sure there’s plenty we’ll find out about don’t you?’ Elvis smirked, ‘but I know one thing she’d love from you.’ ‘What’s that?’ Jerry asked but Elvis didn’t answer him instead he looked at you with a smirk. ‘You did as I asked?’ he said. You nodded, ‘why don’t you show Jer?’ You glanced at him and then at Jerry before you nodded and leaned forward to pull the fabric of your dress up off the floor wiggling it up until it bunched around your hips allowing a waft of cold air to hit your bare sex. Jerry’s eyes never left you, his pupils blown with lust as he watched. ‘Pretty ain’t she?’ Elvis smirked as he pulled you onto his lap, your legs wrapped around either side of his spreading you open. ‘Gorgeous,’ Jerry said swallowing hard. ‘You want to touch her?’ Elvis asked. Jerry glanced at you and then nodded. ‘Can I?’ he asked. You nodded. ‘Use your words doll,’ Elvis said making you look at him. ‘Yes,’ you said as Jerry sank to his knees on the floor in front of the pair of you. He was essentially kneeling in between his boss's legs but that didn’t seem to faze him not with the show he was getting. ‘Atta girl,’ Elvis said, looking at Jerry who hadn’t done anything more than marvel at your slick folds, ‘well don’t just leave her hanging around man.’ ‘Right,’ Jerry said as if it hadn’t occurred to him. He leaned forward teasing a finger through your folds before he spread your lips apart, your slick already there from listening to the conversation. You should’ve been embarrassed. You loved your husband and the thought of another man eating your pussy shouldn’t have gotten you that excited, but it did. As he leaned in and licked a flat swipe from base to tip Elvis’ hands found their way to your chest, fondling you through the satin and making your nipples harden. You heard him groan as he realised not only were you not wearing panties but the bra had been forgone as well. Whilst his mouth attacked your neck, suckling and kissing every inch of skin he could reach Jerry lapped at you, his tongue flicking over your clit in a rhythm that was driving you wild. ‘He doing a good job baby?’ Elvis grunted as you shifted your hips trying to get every sensation his friend was offering. ‘Yes,’ you panted. You could hear muffled conversations coming from the front of the car but they weren't loud or clear enough to even get you to come back into the realm of reality. Every movement of Jerry’s tongue was hitting another amazing spot and as he teased your entrance slipping two fingers into you without warning you moaned so loud you were sure the whole car would be able to hear. ‘Fuck,’ Elvis grunted as your ass rubbed against him. You could feel him hard as a rock in his pants his hips meeting every movement of yours. ‘E,’ you whimpered, ‘fuck I’m gonna cum.’ ‘Ain’t me you gotta tell honey,’ Elvis said. ‘Jer,’ you moaned, ‘fuck Jer right there.’ Your hands knotted in the other man’s hair trying to keep him in that sweet spot as long as you could. He was pumping in and out of you, his fingers working expertly against the curve as his tongue focused on your clit. Jerry’s expert touch and Elvis’ loving caresses were edging you over into bliss with each passing second. The sensation of it all was too much. ‘I’m gonna cum,’ you said earning a hum from Jerry in response. The vibration was enough to send you spiralling, your excitement spilling out of you in a way you had never anticipated. You could feel it drip down your legs no doubt soaking Jerry’s chin as he carried you through it. As you came down he pulled back and you looked down to find not only his chin glistening with your excitement but the shirt of his collar damp. ‘Jeez,’ Elvis chuckled as he looked at the man who now looked a state. Jerry wiped his chin with the back of his hand and flopped back, not bothering to push himself back onto the seat just yet. You lay in Elvis’ arms, limp and lifeless, unable to pull yourself back together as your high faded. Elvis’ teasing touch was gone now, his touches tender as he wrapped his arms around you keeping you from flopping all over the joint. ‘You good baby?’ he asked earning himself a weak nod, ‘Jer?’ ‘I’m good,’ Jerry said able to find his voice quicker than you had though you didn’t miss the somewhat smug smile now dancing across his lips as you lay there blissed out. ‘Forget good I’d say you were outstanding,’ he said, ‘ain’t ever seen her do that before.’ ‘Really?’ Jerry asked. ‘Nope, must have the magic touch huh honey?’ he chuckled kissing your temple. ‘I’ll say,’ you giggled. ‘Looks like we’re all on an even footing now huh?’ Elvis asked though at his words you realised something. ‘Not you,’ you said turning in his arms so you could look at him. You could still feel him hard against your ass which made you pout. ‘Well that ain’t what I signed up for,’ Jerry chuckled as he pushed himself onto the seat. ‘Me either,’ Elvis chuckled which grew louder as he noticed your frown, ‘look at you all worried about me.’ ‘I can help,’ you said turning yourself around until you were straddling him, your bare cunt against hot and wet against his slacks. You’d already made one load of laundry with Jerry. No harm in another. ‘I’m sure you can but we ain’t got that kinda time,’ Elvis said. Now that he said it you realised the freeway you had been on had now transformed back into normal roads meaning you were sure to be nearing your destination. ‘But that’s not fair,’ you whined making him smirk. ‘I don’t get my dick wet and it’s my wife who’s worrying,’ he chuckled, ‘can you believe it Jer?’ ‘I don’t know what to believe any more,’ Jerry chuckled. ‘E,’ you grumbled your hands going to his lapels. ‘Don’t worry about me okay? Seeing you happy is what I want and from all that moanin’ I gather Jer made you very happy, right?’ he asked raising an eyebrow. You blushed but nodded, ‘so we’re good. Besides, Jer got you on the way over I didn’t promise anything about after.’ ‘Promise?’ you asked still pouting. ‘Do I ever say no to ya?’ he said making you smile. ‘Nope,’ you smiled as he leaned up to press a kiss to your lips. ‘Never can that’s my trouble,’ he smirked smacking your ass lightly making you realise you should climb off of him. Once you had slipped off his lap onto the seat beside him and fixed your dress you looped your arm through his, resting your head on his shoulder as he pressed a kiss into the top of your head. You closed your eyes for a beat but when you opened them you found Jerry watching you both in awe. ‘You two are unbelievable you know that right?’ he said unable to help but smirk. ‘Hey you said you were all in man,’ Elvis chuckled, ‘don’t go changing your mind now.’ ‘Oh I must be unbelievable for agreeing to it,’ Jerry said. ‘You’re not backing out now right Jer?’ you giggled. ‘If he does he'd be going out on a high, huh baby?' Elvis teased. ‘Oh I think he should at least try and top this,’ you said smiling at Jerry. ‘I thought you might say that,’ Elvis said though as he did his attention trailed away and he looked out the tinted window which was now being permeated by camera flashes. You looked at each of you. Your dress was creased from where it had been gathered around your hips as were Elvis’ pants from where you had been moving against him. Still, Jerry looked the worst by far. His lips were puffy and red and since his collar hadn't quite dried yet it still had an off-white hue which varied from the rest of the shirt. Not to mention that though his hair had been straightened back into some semblance from the mess you had made with your fingers it wasn’t the perfectly coiffed style he had left the house with. You feared the back of your hair might be the same from the writhing you had done against Elvis’ shoulder. It made you blush which was odd to think of. In the moment you were outgoing and comfortable but the idea of people staring and muttering behind your back made nerves bubble into your stomach. Once the car had stopped the camera flashes intensified something that didn’t help your nerves. You heard the clunk of the front doors opening and soon after Elvis’ door opened. He climbed out turning to offer his hand for you to hold onto which you did, the flashes of the camera hitting you the second you stepped out though Elvis didn’t seem to notice. Once you were upright he wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you to him as he waved at the press waiting for a moment before he led you forward towards the venue. He walked you quickly up to the front until finally you were out of the spotlight and safely in the confines of the lobby which is when you finally breathed a sigh of relief. Elvis seemed to notice the breath you had been holding as he pulled you closer leaning in so that only you could hear him. ‘You okay?’ he asked. ‘Fine,’ you said before adding quietly, ‘you think anyone noticed?’ ‘That you just got fucked?’ he said so low you were sure only you heard him. When you didn’t say anything though he smiled sympathetically as he moved a strand of hair off your face, ‘no honey, I don’t think anyone knows.’ ‘Sorry I just panicked for a second,’ you admitted. ‘It’s alright,’ he said, ‘Jer on the other hand looks like he’s definitely just been fucked.’ ‘I went a little overboard huh?’ you giggled. ‘You were enjoying yourself,’ he said, ‘it was hot.’ ‘You sure you’re okay with it?’ you asked that panic slipping in again. ‘Promise,’ Elvis said before he nodded his head away from you, ‘come on sooner we get this over with sooner we can get back to our lil arrangement.’ ‘Okay,’ you said as he started to lead you towards the banquet hall, ‘but next time it’s about you.’ ‘You’ll hear no complaints from me,’ Elvis chuckled pulling you in so he could put his arm around your shoulder. His words had comforted you. He was right, you were being paranoid. After all most of the eyes would be on him and out of the three of you he was the most presentable. And even if people did have things to say it wasn’t as though they were going to say it to your face. Your confidence was bolstered a little more as you all took to your seats, Jerry sitting on your other side with a smile on his face. What you didn’t notice though was the fact that two of the other members of your party had yet to arrive at the table. In fact, they had been hanging back watching the three of you interact, a suspicious look plastered across their faces.

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