MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

Fuck Buddy's Roomate P4

Info - sexual tension, saving reader from accident, kinda cheating in a way, mention of wet dream, mention of masturbating, needy reader and needy Timmy, fucking outdoors, fingering, handjob, unprotected sex, PDA

I was reading my book at the outdoor restaurant. Soon it would be much too cold to do anything like this. I wanted to treasure the weather while it lasted.

"Say it ain't so, she does exist in the morning," said someone who took the seat across from me.

"Timothée?" I said and lowered my book to see the beaming face.

"It feels like it's been ages!" I said and immediately got up to hug him. The hug was not a friendly hug I realized after a second. His hands were too low, as were mine. His face was buried in my hair.

"I fell asleep too fast the one night you were over, I'm sorry," he said.

"No, it's okay, how are you?" I asked. We separated but I was still in his arms. The tension was thick and his eyes darted to my lips again and again.

"How am I?"

"Well, it's unlike you to fall asleep so easily, are you stressed, is work hard for you?" I realized I was actually worried now.

"No, no, I'm just weird with sleep is all, would you take a walk with me?" He asked eagerly. I was immediately putting away my book. He held out his hand and I took it. He slowly intertwined our fingers.

"Y-you're wearing rings," I stuttered. How had I never noticed how extremely long his fingers were. Imagining them inside me was not a good idea, but I couldn't help it.

"Yeah, I wear them a lot, just not at night when I'm supposed to be asleep," he winked. I took him in fully, trying to find other differences. His hair was more styled, and he was clean shaven, he usually sported a bit of stubble at night. His style was impeccable. He wore a choker necklace and I felt my core go even more molten.

We were walking now and he had to yank me to him and out of the way of an oncoming bike because I'd been so distracted looking at him.

"Th-Thanks Timmy," I stuttered. I was flush against him, close enough to count his adorable freckles.

"Anything for you," he said, moving in ever so slightly.

"What night did you fall asleep on the couch?" I asked him, we were still so close.

"Wednesday why?" All our words seemed slurred with lust and desire.

"Guess that means you were late to work Thursday morning," I said in a whisper.

"Why would that happen?"

"You told me you usually shower at night, but with what a big mess you made in your boxers, I'm sure you at least had to hop in so you weren't sticky. Which probably made you late," I said suggestively.

"You saw?" He asked, eyes bouncing around my face for a reaction.

"Yeah I saw, and you said my name," I told him.

"Fuck."

"Oh don't worry, I had to go back into the room and make my own mess," I purred. He slammed his lips against mine and was instantly feeling me up. Normally, I'd feel weird about the PDA, but I couldn't care as I felt the lips I'd dreamed of for weeks.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't even remember Tyler's name," he moaned.

"Yes!" I whimpered.

"Where should we go?" He asked.

"I'm too horny, I need you now," I said desperately.

"We can't do it on the sidewalk we'll be arrested," he said, but I felt his length, hard against my thigh as he spoke.

"There's a small woods over there, fuck me there," I begged.

"In the dirt?"

"Yes, fucking take me in the dirt. Plunge your massive cock into me and make me scream," I begged and his eyes widened with excitement. We were running. We made it to the trees and only went three back before he was wildly kissing me again. This time we were stripping one another.

"Oh fuck, see I knew it, I knew you'd be huge," I said before he captured my lips again. I began to pump his cock and he whined into my mouth. His long digits entered me and curled. I was so turned on I could barely breathe. The makeout alone was sexy as hell. I couldn't imagine him fucking me. He pressed his thumb to my clit and circled and I couldn't kiss him anymore because my mouth hung open in ecstasy. I shouted his name and moaned as I came undone. He pulled his fingers out and I watched him suck them slowly.

"Delicious," he winked. I was tackling him to the ground. Dirt and leaves were in my hair, but I didn't care.

"Put it in me, please, fuck me Timothée," I begged him. He was sucking on my nipples and I was whining and pleading for him.

"You're so eager," he chuckled.

"Aren't you?"

"Hell yeah, do you know how many times I've wanted to pin you down on that couch and rock your world?"

"Do it then," I begged. He shoved his cock into me and I was wailing with pleasure. Then his hips were moving so fast and powerfully.

"I can barely breathe, oh, your cock Timothée," I panted.

"Fuck, look at the way your gorgeous tits bounce as I fuck you," he growled. He was sucking on one again.

"Your lips, I want them back," I heaved. He kissed my neck wetly before obliging my request. His was kissing me frantically as his hips rocked into me mercilessly.

"I want your cum so bad," I gasped into his mouth. He sucked on my tongue and moaned.

"Who is your fuck buddy?" He asked me.

"What?" I asked in confusion. Timothée smirked.

"Your fuck buddy?" He asked.

"Don't make me think right now, I'm too drunk on dick!" The last word was screamed as he pounded particularly hard.

"Okay, just one more," he said smugly. He bent down so he could whisper in my ear.

"Who is fucking you?"

"Timothée," I breathed.

"That's right, didn't forget that name did you," he crooned and sucked my earlobe. My eyes rolled back into my skull as I felt the cord inside me snap.

"Ah! Ah, ohhh! Ah Timmy, oh fuck Timothée," I moaned as waves of pleasure crashed over me and doused me.

"So tight!" He gritted as my walls clenched him and he came, cum pouring inside of me just as I wanted. We were both panting as we finished. Suddenly, the air was a bit awkward. What did this mean for us?

"I gotta go," he said, he helped me up but then was gone before I was even presentable. I watched him jog away as I took leaves out of my hair. What was going on?