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Know Your Place

Fandom: Elvis Presley, Elvis, Elvis 2022

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Female Reader x Memphis Mafia

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

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2919

Summary: Never bite the hand that feeds you.

Tags/Warnings: Reverse Harem, Married Couple, Series of Oneshots, Non Chronological Order, Graceland, POV Second Person, Attitudes of the Time, Oral Sex, BSex, Vaginal Sex, Penetrative Sex, Group Sex, Extra Marital Sex, , Foursome F/M/M/M, Multiple Partners, Semi Public Sex, Kissing, Kisses, Neck Kissing, Cuddling, Vibrators, Sex Toys Squirting, Creampie, Accidental Cream Pie, Dom/Sub, Dom Elvis, Teasing, Wife Sharing, Reverse Harem, Established Relationship, Marriage, Reader and Elvis are Married, Angry Elvis, Dubious Consent

Notes: Please be aware the consent factor of this is v dubious so please don’t read if that’s not for you.

I think there’s only a couple of parts left to this. This bit is set just before last past the post.

LINK TO MADE FOR THE MAFIA

‘Would ya look at that?’ Elvis cooed, making you smile bashfully as his camera panned down your body. You were splayed on the bed, laying against Jerry whose cock twitched against your back despite the fact you had just worked him to completion, the taste of him still on your lips. Sonny was knelt beside the pair of you, his cock begging for your touch even though he hadn’t asked for anything yet. You could tell he was desperate for any inch of relief, having watched you and Jerry for the past knows how long but since your little outburst about them being grateful he’d been on his best behaviour and so remained patient with you. ‘E,’ you said, though your ability to string a coherent sentence together melted away as Red’s tongue flicked over your clit sending a shiver through you. ‘That’s it baby,’ Elvis as you squirmed against his friend's touch, ‘damn you ever seen a prettier sight?’ ‘Not a one,’ Jerry chuckled, allowing your hand to grip his own as you moved your hips against Red thrilled by the sensation. With a chuckle he looked down on you, smirking as he said, ‘are you enjoying yourself princess?’ ‘Damn right,’ you panted smiling back at him before you looked at Elvis. The camera was still to his face but you could see him smirking as he filmed. ‘You want it to feel even better mama?’ he asked, making you nod, ‘Red man hang on. Son, get that box from over there on the counter would ya?’ As Sonny clambered off the bed Red pulled back making you almost whimper at the loss of sensation though you couldn’t help but be intrigued as the brunette came back, kneeling beside you with a white cardboard box in his hands. You pushed up a little, Jerry helping you move but not pushing you away so you could peruse whatever Elvis had purchased. Sonny opened the box revealing a long white stick shaped object with a large circular head, attached to it was a wire and plug. ‘You like it?’ Elvis asked, the camera was away now beside his leg as he looked down at you. ‘What is it?’ you asked, your fingers trailing against the smooth plastic curiously. ‘A personal massager,’ Elvis said, ‘well that’s it’s official name but they don’t tell you where it’s supposed to massage.’ ‘Oh and are you gonna massage me?’ you teased looking at him as he smirked. ‘I thought they could,’ he said, ‘see what can make you cum harder, them or that machine.’ ‘Is that a challenge?’ Sonny chuckled. ‘I think it’s a decent one,’ Elvis shrugged, ‘one of you will have to bow out though. Need someone for the uh, massaging.’ ‘I’ll do it,’ Jerry said, taking the box from Sonny’s hands, ‘besides I don’t think my legs are workin’ just yet.’ ‘She got ya good huh?’ Elvis smirked. ‘I think if she’d asked for my wallet after I woulda given it to her without a thought,’ Jerry chuckled, making you giggle. Whilst Sonny got the thing set up Jerry shifted you both to the edge of the bed, allowing for the boys to stand beside it. Both were at full mast, watching you as they waited for Elvis to get himself into prime viewing real estate. ‘You ready?’ Jerry asked looking at Elvis behind the camera as he nodded. Jerry nodded and flicked a switch on the new toy in his hand allowing a whirring sound to emit throughout the room. You felt yourself flutter at the thought of it and as he looked down on you he smiled placing the vibrating head of the thing against that spot on your neck that always elicited a moan. As it pulsed against your sensitive skin you felt your cunt pulse in response, a moan emitting from you without warning. ‘Fuck honey,’ Elvis said, ‘that feel good?’ ‘Feels amazing,’ you breathed as he moved it, rolling it against your skin until it was against a nipple, forcing it to harden in response to the tantalising touch it was now receiving. You could feel your desire for it building, spurred on by the fact all four of them were watching you lustfully. Not to mention the idea that they’d watch the footage back at some point. You could picture them now, on tour squirreled away in some hotel room as they looked back at your escapades, desperate to get back home for more. Yet your mind was pulled away from that fact though as you realised Jerry had worked the toy far enough down your torso that it was skirting along your hip bone, dangerously close to your sex. He didn’t move it any further though instead he pulled it back for a moment making your eyes fly open in protest as you smacked his thigh making him chuckle. Then without warning he placed it against your cunt and flicked the rolling button with his thumb causing the once low vibration to whack up to full speed emitting delectable sensations against your clit and causing you to bury your head into him as you squirmed. ‘Holy shit,’ you whimpered as he fiddled with the dial moving it in rhythm with your hips. ‘Fuck that’s hot,’ Sonny said, his hand coaxing himself as he became impatient just watching but still tried to be good. He didn’t even leap forward as you expected when Elvis said, ‘I think you boys better get at it. I don’t think she’s gonna last long with that thing.’ Instead he allowed Red to push past him, moving until he was standing at the edge of the bed between your splayed legs. You could feel him teasing your hole with his tip but your mind was on Jerry, the way his movements caused shocks to run through you – this new addition to your little quintet a delectable one. ‘Fuck that feels good,’ Red grunted as he bottomed out, altering the sensation in a way that made your eyes roll back to your head. He felt good inside, the way he moved against you as the vibrations caused tremors through your pussy. ‘Nice and slow man. Work with it y’know,’ Elvis said as he moved the camera down to where the pair of you were fused, Red moving in and out of you at your husband's requested pace as you took him expertly. ‘Fuck I’ll do anything that thing wants,’ Red panted, ‘got her clenching around me like a vice.’ ‘Is that right baby? That thing doin’ as it should?’ Elvis said, moving to lie down beside you making you smile at him. The camera was now on your face only, something you didn’t think would make for such tantalising TV when he watched it back but from the look on his face as he watched you you realised it would do the job. Just as the idea of him thinking of you in some hotel room somewhere made your cunt flutter once more. ‘Oh it’s doing what it’s supposed to,’ you giggled, reaching out to touch his face. He moved to kiss your fingertips, his hand keeping the camera steady to keep you in frame. You wanted to kiss him but he was too far away and when you moved it caused the vibrator to shift in position making you stop as it hit a sweet spot spurring you onto the finish line quicker than you planned. Elvis noted the change and moved to capture your entire body as he coaxed you on. ‘You gonna cum honey?’ he cooed as you panted. ‘Oh God,’ you whimpered as he used his free hand to caress your chest, his finger pinching your taut nipple as he did. ‘That’s it baby. You gonna cum on Red’s dick?’ he said as you nodded, ‘soak the bed like you did last time?’ ‘Oh fuck E I’m gonna cum,’ you said as Jerry revved the engine on the massager making your vision blot out as you came. It was like a tsunami crash over you, your cunt spasming against Red as you shook the electric waves flowing through you in tremors as you crashed back down to earth. ‘Fuck, fuck,’ was all you could mumble as your pussy tremored, fluttering around Red who seemed to have amped up pace somewhere in the ecstasy. But as you came around from your high you reached a limp hand to the device, pushing it away as its presence now was making you tender. Jerry noted your response and pulled away but Red kept going. ‘Jesus Y/N,’ he grunted as he ploughed into you, making your tender cunt flutter again. ‘I think she’s done man,’ Jerry said as your words failed to come. ‘Yeah just a sec,’ Red said obliviously as he chased his own high. ‘Okay that’s enough,’ Elvis said, glancing at you now too spent and weak to string your own sentence together. ‘Just one more second,’ Red grunted. ‘Red pull out,’ Elvis said in a voice stern enough to cut through your orgasmic haze. He wasn’t looking at you, his gaze on Red who was still moving against you. ‘I will I just-’ ‘I said fuckin’ pull out,’ Elvis said shoving his friend hard but it was too late. As Elvis pushed him back you felt hot thick ropes of cum wash inside you, spattering the outside of your cunt as he failed to pull out in time. But you didn't have time to say anything. Where the pair of them had been standing beside you they were now gone, Red up against the wall with Elvis pinning him to it. ‘What the fuck was that?!’ Elvis shouted, shoving Red hard enough you were sure he would have welts on his bare chest. ‘I’m sorry man I thought I-’ Red stammered. ‘What that you’d cum in her? That it?’ Elvis snapped. ‘No it was an accident,’ Red protested, his face going fire truck red as he tried to speak. Sonny was by their sides in a shot, trying to aid his cousin as much as he could. As he moved you did too but Jerry stopped you, grabbing his discarded shirt that lay nearby on the bed so you could clean yourself up before you rushed to help. ‘EP he didn’t mean it,’ Sonny said though Elvis hands didn’t lessen their grip on Red’s shoulders, his knuckles white as he held him. ‘I don’t give a fuck if he meant it or not. You know the fuckin’ rules! I told you one fuckin’ thing and you couldn’t help yourself-’ Elvis shouted though he stopped as you shoved yourself between the pair of them, your eyes on Elvis’ face as you pleaded to for him to look at you. ‘Elvis stop,’ you begged, ‘please baby.’ ‘We have rules,’ Elvis grunted, ‘I’m the only one... you know that.’ ‘I know, I know,’ you said, placing your hand on his arm trying to get him to let go. ‘Satnin,’ he said angrily. ‘I know baby but please don’t hurt him,’ you said pleading with your eyes, ‘you don’t want to hurt him just let him go okay? For me?’ Elvis’ eyes were near black though there was no lust behind them now, just pure anger, but as he looked at you they softened, your pleading eyes melting him just enough to make his grip on Red release. Then his hands dropped to his sides and he stalked off back towards the bed sitting on it with a thunk as he looked away from you all. The four of you shared a look. Red looked shaken and Sonny didn’t seem any better. ‘You boys should go,’ you whispered, pleading they’d listen and not try to talk him around. You looked at Jerry, your eyes begging with him to take charge. He nodded, gesturing for the boys to head out through the bathroom which they did, disappearing behind the door. Then you watched as Jerry, who’d managed to get his shorts on at some point in the chaos, gathered the heaps of clothes and tucked them under his arm. Before he left though he offered you your robe smiling at you sympathetically as you took it and slipped it on before he headed out the same way the boys had gone, closing the door softly behind him. Once they were all out of the room you turned to find Elvis still sitting on the bed, facing away from you though you could see the scowl on his face. And for a moment you hesitated. You knew it wasn’t your fault and that he wouldn’t be angry with you but you wondered how your defence of Red had been taken. It wasn’t that you thought his actions were defendable, but you just wanted to stop Elvis from doing something stupid. After a moment you spoke, ‘baby?’ ‘You should’ve let me kill him,’ Elvis mumbled bitterly, making you sigh. ‘And what good would’ve that done?’ you asked moving to stand in front of him. He allowed you to stand between his legs, your hands on his face as he looked up at you hurt in his big blue eyes. ‘He violated you,’ he said angrily. ‘It wasn’t like that,’ you said, swallowing thickly. It was an angle that you hadn’t thought about it from and it wasn’t one you wanted to either. ‘Whatever it was, we had an agreement. All of them know the rules. They know their place,’ Elvis said. ‘He got carried away,’ you said, climbing onto his lap and kissing him, which he allowed you to do. His expression softened with you in his arms but you could still see the cogs whirring in his mind. It was something you didn’t want him dwelling on. After all, this had all been your idea. A bit of fun, yet now it wasn’t feeling that way and so you made an attempt, albeit a lame one, to distract him. ‘You know I got a little carried away too,’ you said earning yourself a half-hearted smile. The pair of you were quiet for a moment and then he sighed. ‘I don’t know why you’re making excuses for him,’ he said. ‘Because this was my idea,’ you said truthfully, making him frown, ‘and I don’t want you falling out with your friends because of me.’ ‘Oh honey I don’t blame you,’ he sighed, brushing your hair off your face as you bit your lip nervously. ‘Don’t you?’ you asked doubtfully. ‘No I don’t. I mean how could I? We’ve been doing this for how long and Jerry’s always listened. It’s just him,’ Elvis grunted, dropping his gaze as he fiddled with the tie on your robe. ‘Well now they all know how serious it is I doubt it’ll happen again…’ you said before adding hesitantly, ‘unless you want to drop it altogether?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Elvis said honestly, his blue eyes finding yours as you gnawed on your lip nervously. You were disappointed, sure, but not because of stopping. You’d always known it wasn’t going to be forever and if it had to stop you would let it. You weren’t upset because of that. You were upset because this whole idea had the potential to cause such trouble. That your wantonness had come between your husband and his closest friends. ‘If you do we can,’ you said. ‘Do you want to?’ he asked. ‘Honestly?’ you asked, earning an expectant expression, ‘no but only because I don’t believe he did it on purpose. Not really. And up until now it’d been going really good I mean I’ve loved seeing you in charge like you have been-’ ‘Fat lot of good it did,’ Elvis said, ‘couldn’t even get him to listen to me, could I?’ ‘Well I think he’s learned his lesson, don’t you?’ you said making Elvis roll his eyes. ‘I guess you’re right,’ Elvis said. He was quiet for a moment, mulling everything over in his mind and at that moment you wondered if stopping might be the best thing to do. You were convinced it wouldn't happen again, the boys weren't that dumb, but still you wondered. Maybe it was time to get out now before anyone got hurt. 'We can carry on,' Elvis said after a minute, 'if you're happy to.' 'I am,' you said, finding the words tumbling out of your mouth before you gave them permission to. Sure you had doubts but there was also something else, something stirring inside you that you couldn't quite put your finger on. You thought it might be the thrill of it. The fact you had gotten used to how exciting your life had become with this arrangement. But as you looked at him you realised that wasn't the case. It was that through this whole thing you had felt more loved than ever and that was something you weren't quite ready to give up yet. 'Okay,' Elvis nodded, 'I mean it might take me a minute to forget about it.' 'Well there's no rush for anything else,' you said, 'it can just be you and me for a bit.' 'You think we remember how to do it just us?' Elvis mused kissing your jaw. 'Oh I think we'll manage,' you giggled trailing your hand down his chest as you placed your forehead against his, ‘now how about I show you how good that personal massager is?’ ‘Nah,’ he chuckled, ‘I’ve already got my own.’

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