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silent-insanities · 7 months

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I just want to fall asleep in your arms tonight.

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zarabella73 · 8 months

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#in your arms

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b-e-l-l-a--l-u-n-a · 9 months

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Hades & Persephone

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soulinkpoetry · 11 days

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It’s only in each other’s arms that our wounds find their reassurance.

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#tenderness #love #in your arms #reassurance #relationships #romance #poetry #soulinkpoetry #thoughts #feelings #she writes #poets on tumblr #poets corner #writers and poets

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an-experienced-gentleman · 2 months

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Her body wrapped in your arms.

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#six sexy words #ssw #body #wrapped #hug #in your arms #in my arms

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dumblr · 9 months

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I get such a relief in your arms, because now I have become habitual of you,

My day doesn't complete until I see you, or hear from you...

#quotes #feelings #emotions #love #romantic quotes #love quotes #real love #true story #thoughtful #true love #incomplete #in your arms #facts #you are everything

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downfalldestiny · 9 months

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Show nights in Thailand 🌲🌙❤️ !.

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euesworld · 1 year

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"Hug me like you can find home against my chest, hug me and hug me and hug me.."

I could use your biggest, softest hug right now - eUë

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zarabella73 · 8 months

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 11 months

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heyyyy can i request a fic where it’s just pure love making no roughness just slow and gentle with elvis

In Your Arms

Fandom: Elvis Presley, RPF, American Actor

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader

Characters: Elvis Presley, Female Reader

Word Count: 1024

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Elvis comes home early.

Tags/Warnings: Requested, Requests, Love Making, Established Relationship, Graceland, Kissing, Cuddling, Unprotected Sex,

Notes: Working through my inbox. I imagine this being like 70s E x

Elvis Tags: @literally-just-elvis-fics @caitlin1996 @notstefaniepresley

I was tired. Unbearably so. I could feel my weariness in my bones and yawns coming from somewhere deep in my soul begging me to rest. I had been too busy though. With Elvis away I was ‘head of the household’ and that meant that everything that happened around this place came down to me. The only problem was that I didn’t have the help of ten men on my side which meant I was more drained than ever. So when I crawled into bed a few hours ago I was determined not to disturb until the birds were up.

And yet all it took to yank me from my slumber was the creak of a bed spring. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the low light as I looked over my shoulder to spot a familiar figure sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to me. He turned as he heard me disturb offering me a smile, ‘sorry I didn’t mean to wake ya.’

‘It’s fine,’ I said rolling onto my back with a yawn. As my sleepy haze lifted I realised him being here was out of place, ‘what are you doing back so soon?’

‘Asked ‘em to bring me back early,’ he said as he yanked his clothing off and dropping it into a haphazard heap on the floor beside the bed. He clambered under the sheets until he was lying beside me, the pair of us now laying on our sides watching one another.

‘Why?’ I asked unable to stop my finger from tracing the contours of his face.

‘Missed ya,’ he said leaning in to give me a quick kiss.

‘That so?’ I mused as he leaned in again. This one was longer, more languid and full of love that made a flutter arise from deep within me.

‘Mmhmm,’ he murmured against my lips.

There was no rush to any of it. Our bodies were pressed against one another, our fingers tracing every inch of skin as we kissed. I had missed him too. Though I was used to us being forced apart by whatever work commitments he had the feeling of him being back in my arms with no place to rush back off to was always a euphoric one. And whilst most reunions were frantic and rushed this was not.

My hand migrated southward, palming him outside of the boxers he was wearing earning myself a low groan in response. He seemed just as tired as I was as he buried his face in my shoulder but his fatigue didn’t dampen his excitement at all as I coaxed him out of his shorts and to attention. He allowed me to touch him, offering expletives as my thumb ran over his tip which was now slick with anticipation.

‘You really missed me huh?’ I said with a giggle as his hips started to buck against my hand. He pulled away from me, his signature smirk on his face.

‘You’ve got no idea,’ he said. And then he pushed me away, rolling me until I was facing away from him. He came up behind me, peppering kisses along my bare shoulders as his hands set to work removing my nightdress from his path. His fingers traced circles on my thighs until they dipped beneath the waistband of my panties so he could move them out of the way making me shiver with anticipation.

‘Looks like I’m not the only one who missed this,’ he whispered in my ear as his fingers breached my slick folds, teasing my entrance before he plunged two of them inside me. He was right. I had missed him. Though I had put him out of my mind whilst I had been busy my heart had yearned for him. My body too, hence why I adjusted to him so easily. I whimpered at his touch grinding down to get as much of him as I could. I needed more. I needed him.

He seemed to sense my desperation and soon enough he removed his fingers to favour what we both needed. As he pushed inside me his arms encircled me pulling me to him. There was no talking now. No teasing to be done as he moved in and out of me, the pair of us clinging to one another as we enjoyed the sensation of it all.

As one hand found mine under the pillow his other caressed me through the cotton of my night dress until it came to rest between my legs. The cotton of my panties still covered me at the front though it was slick enough to provide a heavenly friction as his finger traced a wet line up and down in time with his thrusts.

‘E,’ I whimpered as I felt the familiar chug of my orgasm approaching.

‘Wait for me,’ he commanded in my ear. I couldn’t speak but I managed to offer him a nod. I could feel it coming like the climb of a rollercoaster threatening to drop over the edge at any minute. I could feel him losing himself too from the way he pressed his forehead into my shoulder as his hips faltered in rhythm.

‘Baby,’ he groaned and that was all it took to push me off the precipice. As my walls fluttered around him he whimpered, spilling out inside me with one last thrust.

We stayed like that for a moment, content and too exhausted to move. As he pulled out of me his arms ensnared me, pulling me into him as his mouth peppered kisses up my neck.

‘I love you,’ I mumbled, leaning back against him as his fingers moved to trace small circles on my hip underneath my nightdress. I felt him smile. ‘I love you too baby,’ he said kissing my shoulder. We lay there for too long until I finally heard his breathing signal he had fallen asleep. I knew we should probably move but I didn’t have the heart to. I was too content, too fatigued and too blissed out to even contemplate it.

He was back in my arms.

He was home.

#my writing #elvis #elvis presley #elvis presley fic #elvis fic #elvis presley x reader #elvis x reader #graceland #requested #requests #requested fic #in your arms

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heartofmuse · 6 months

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Desire is a liquid knife, so sharp a blade, that makes me bleed so hot, so wet, as I take my last breath.

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