MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

The Talk Part 2

Warnings - pregnancy, family disapproves of pregnancy, smut, unprotected sex, trying to get pregnant. Difficult family, (somehow I can picture the song he's singing idk)

I got you pregnant!" Timothée was dancing around with the positive pregnancy test.

"I did it. I came inside you and now you're with child! I got you pregnant. You have a baby, we have a baby," he was making it into a song somehow. I was just watching him with amusement.

"I got you pregnant, you're pregnant, you have a baby. We're happily pregnant. I made you pregnant!"

"You're a dork," I smiled.

"A dork who got you pregnant!" He beamed.

"Please let me be in the video where you tell everyone!" He begged.

"Are you going to behave?" I asked.

"Absolutely, 100% not, because I got you pregnant," he said, dancing again.

"Come here you silly boy," I laughed, as I aimed the camera at us.

"I got her pregnant!" Timothée said before I could even speak. He waved the pregnancy test.

"Timothée is right. I'm pregnant, we were actually trying for this. I know this will be a bit shocking to people, but we're over the moon. Right babe?" I asked.

"Absolutely," he beamed, and kissed me. I ended the video and sent it out to family.

"They're already throwing a fit," I said. He took my phone from me and threw it. He picked me up and spun me around.

"We're getting married and having a baby," he said with a huge smile.

"I'm so happy," I said as I slid down in his arms. We nuzzled noses.

"I hope it's twins, no triplets, fuck it quintuplets!"

"You're adorable, I love how much you want to do life with me," I said happily.

"I'm gonna be honest, I've known this from December 13th, 2019," he chuckled.

"The day we met?" I asked.

"Yeah, I knew it when we met. I've wanted this with you for so long."

"You've got to be the best man in the world,

Love me," I requested.

He picked me up and carried me to the bed. He pushed into me easily because we were naked, thankfully that'd been hidden in the video.

"You are perfect," he smiled, he began to rut into me with a steady pace and speed. I loved how we were together. So in love, so turned on we didn't need foreplay. We were made for one another.

"I want to tell you what I love about you," I begged.

"Tell me," he moaned as his speed increased.

"Your absolute love for me, is so sweet. Your ideas are so smart and wise. I love your smaller interests like reading, writing, fashion, and sports. I want you to feel free with me. I love how you look, how you are, and who you're growing to be. I've never met someone like you. The fact that you want to be a father."

"I used to feel like an author," he chuckled while thrusting into me. "I just want to get to the good bits. Babies, wedding, milestones, old age. It's different with you. I enjoy every moment with you. Even as I wait for big moments, I am happy to spend any time with you. I've just wanted everything with you for so long."

"Timothée," I moaned. "I can't imagine a better love than you."

"Are you close?" He asked.

"You know I am," I cried.

"Me too," he panted. Soon we were coming together. He was spurting his cum into me, while my cunt fluttered around him. We were both incredibly satisfied.

"We're gonna be parents," he said giddily.

"I can't wait!" I said.