MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

The Ghost (The end)

Info - reincarnation, mentions of ghost, unprotected sex, first time, losing virginity, song fic, mentions of attempted rape

"Have you ever had sex?" I sent the note to Timothée. We'd been dating a year and I really wanted to give him my virginity. I didn't know how to tell him I was initially attracted to the ghost of his ancient relative.

"Of course," he sent the note back. I raised an eyebrow at him. He was so sweet, and had never strayed a moment in his life. He was my forever, I was so sure. This was the only reason I raised an eyebrow at him. I knew him well enough to know he was bluffing.

"Okay so no, I know you have, but I kinda would like you to be my first," the next note said.

"Your house? This weekend?"

He gave me a look I couldn't decipher, but then he smiled. It felt like only minutes until Saturday arrived and I was beneath him. I had to tell him.

"Timothée, my love," I said as he kissed me eagerly, his cock so hard against me.

"I love you and trust you," I said gently.

"I feel the same for you," he said, caressing my face.

"I have to admit something," I said slowly.

"What?" He asked.

"If you want to leave me afterward, I understand."

"I'm sure I won't. I love you more than I ever even thought possible! You've changed me and molded me into the best version of myself."

"I knew the man you were named for," I said slowly.

"T-Timothée?" He asked. I nodded.

"Ghosts exist, he had unfinished business. He was still in love with the woman he went mad for," I explained. He didn't look scared or weirded out, in fact he looked so intrigued.

"I met him and we, well we fell in love. He saved me from some boys who wanted to rape me. After that he disappeared because he was in love with me and that fulfilled his purpose. I was devastated, b-but then I met you. You're so much like him. I'm sorry if this is weird, but I had to let you know before we have sex."

Timmy sucked in a long breath.

"I know," he nodded.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I know all this because he told me," he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Last night, I'd brushed it off as a dream until now, but he said what you're saying to me. I, I think I may be him, reincarnated, the way you affected me from the moment we met is wild. I knew you, I know I did, my heart did."

"Timothée, I love you, and I haven't had sex, I want you and only you to fuck me for the rest of my life," I smiled.

"Hearing you say that makes me wild," he whispered.

I turned on my music as we slowly pulled one another's clothes off. Once we were naked Wet Dreamz by J. Cole was playing.

"I wish I knew what to do to make you feel as good as possible," he whispered as we laid down.

"All you need to do is love me," I whispered.

His hands ran over my body, and lightly flicked my nipples.

"Does this feel good?" He asked.

"Yes, but, maybe you could Um suck it," I asked.

"That's not weird right?"

"I don't care honestly," I said and he smiled and began to suck on my nipple as he caressed the other one.

"Your skin tastes good, your nipples are so tender and sweet," he shuddered.

"You're sweet," I said as my hand moved down to his ass and massaged.

"I love the way you touch me," he said, kissing between my breasts.

"I think I'm wet enough for you to try, are you hard?"

"I've never been this hard in my life," he giggled.

"Then give it to me," I said, trying to be sexy. His wet head nudged my entrance. He pushed into me slowly.

"Timmy I feel so full, and I love it," I gasped.

"Can I move?" He asked.

"Yes, please move," I begged. He began to thrust. I felt electrified with pleasure.

"Oh, you feel really good. I know I should be more eloquent, but holy fuck," he chuckled breathlessly.

"This feels wonderful, I feel so close to you," I trembled.

"Kiss me angel," he said and our tongues wrapped around each other's. His hands felt up my breasts. My hands explored his back. I felt my orgasm building.

"I think I'm close," I said.

"Really! All my girl friends tell me it's hard to make a girl come. Am I really doing that well?" He asked giddily.

"Yes Timothée, you feel heavenly," I said.

"I'm close too, can I cum inside you?" He asked as though it'd be an honor.

"Please, I want to be even more full of you," I said, holding his face in my hands. I kissed his forehead as I came undone. I was shaking with the lovely feeling of my orgasm. A wave of wetness left me and coated his cock. He twitched and moaned, his face pressed into my neck as he let loose inside me.

"I love you," he said over and over into my neck.

"You're everything," I sighed.