MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

Eventually End

Warnings - smut, unprotected sex, talking about will, being rude to paps, sex jokes, tipsy, driving while slightly tipsy, tipsy sex

We came out of the restaurant pleasantly tipsy and hanging off one another. The paps still haunted out walk to the car.

"Give me those," I snatched Timothée's sunglasses. "I'm far more famous than you, I need them."

"Oh, naughty, someone wants punished," he giggled.

"Timothée what does that mean! Is it a sex thing, explain!" The paps shouted desperately.

"Na," he chuckled simply.

"Y/N, what's your next big role?" One asked.

"Fucking your mom," I said casually. Timothée was laughing his head off. I was always way more aggressive with the press than he was.

We got into the car, and had a nice mini make out before he started it up. He took back his sunglasses.

"It's night," I giggled.

"You told me on our second date they made me look sexy, and I'm trying to get laid tonight," he smirked.

"You needn't try so hard," I chuckled.

We kissed the entire elevator ride. We fell into the hotel room giggling. We were all over each other, tearing off clothes.

"Mmm, you feel good," he said as he pushed in. He went at a lazy pace, enjoying my body.

"I love you," I said dreamily.

"I love you too, guess what I did yesterday," he asked as his hands went to fondle my nipples adoringly.

"What's that lover boy?" I asked, playing with his hair.

"Had my will adjusted to add you," he said, and bent down to kiss me for a few seconds.

"That's morbidly romantic," I chuckled when he'd finished.

"I know you already have enough to live comfortably, but I wanted a couple things to belong to you," he said, and started to kiss my neck how he knew I liked.

"Like what?" I asked, and gasped, and arched upward as he gave me a particularly deep thrust.

"My cabin where we first made love, the rings I was wearing the day we met, the ones you commented on. The Oscar's outfit that got me some of the best sex we've ever had. Things like that," he smiled.

"You're sweet," I smiled, and his his hips moved a bit faster now, as the pleasure heightened.

"They'll all be your eventually, but right now, I'm all yours," he said.

With more giggles, moans and gasps, we came together in a way that had us gripping the sheets. Afterward we cocooned ourselves in blankets and fell asleep to the sound of each other's breathing, just how it was supposed to be.