MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

Joined (the end)

Info - Timmy previous cheated, mention of sex, cock warming, ex trying to seduce Timothée, Timmy being oblivious, ex explaining sex, cyber bullying

Timothée stayed true to me. I didn't need to worry about his eyes straying ever. He was nearly obsessive with me. He was all over me all the time. He used to be very against PDA, but now he wasn't and it made me feel incredibly special.

"Look," he said with disgust one evening. I was naked, sitting on his cock. We did this all the time now. He said it made him feel even more joined to me, and it always reminded me of our official wedding night, when we'd made passionate love where we were supposed to be married, and then went to a chapel and made it official.

"Carla is trying to slip back into my DMs," he said, making a face. The fact that he was showing me made my heart flutter.

"What did you say?" I asked.

"That I'm married to the love of my life," he sighed and kissed my neck. "I'm never straying again."

"Timmy, I love you," I sighed, and leaned back against him more. However, that wasn't the end of Carla. He had blocked her, but she started to harass me. She was constantly belittling me. I didn't answer her, and tried to block her, but she'd just make a new account.

It was starting to get to me, after all she was a model, and Timothée had left me for her once. Who was to say he wouldn't do it again? She kept describing what they'd done together, the things he'd said. I felt sick almost all the time now. I didn't want to tell Timothée, I just felt embarrassed this girl was still getting between us.

After a few weeks of the torment, I was shocked when I found Carla at our door. Timothée and I had answered together.

"Hey there, I just came here to say I'm sorry," she said, palms out as if she was offering us something.

"Sorry for what?" Timothée asked.

"I've been bothering y/n, and I messaged you. I know it was inappropriate," she said with a fake pout.

"Could I come in, I just want you to understand how sincere I am," she said with hands clasped together. I said no at the same time Timothée said Yeah. I felt helpless in this situation.

"Oops!" Carla said when she very purposefully dropped her purse at the table. She bent down and I could tell she was taking long on purpose. To my surprise, Timmy pulled me onto his lap. When Carla came up, she looked shocked too. I smirked.

"I am so so sorry for my childish ways," she said poutily, leaning across the table in a way that showed off a lot of cleavage.

"I was even taunting y/n with the things we'd do together. All the positions we'd do, the way you'd call me kitten, how you screamed when you came, do you remember all that Timmy?" She purred.

"I'm married, I don't think about other women in that way," he said sternly.

"Give me your hands," he begged and when we didn't move, she quickly grabbed one each. I noticed her thumb caressed Timothée's hand.

"I'm just so sorry, I'll never do it again. If you need anything, anything at ALL, don't hesitate to ask me," she said, eyes locked on Timothée.

"So are you done?" I asked her.

"Yes, I'll go," she stood up slowly and swished her ass as she left.

"Well that was humiliating," I said, placing my head in my hands.

"Why, she apologized," he chuckled and began to kiss my neck.

"Babe, she was totally coming onto you," I said in disbelief.

"She was?"

"You couldn't tell?" I asked.

"I-I guess I was distracted," he shrugged.

"By what?"

"You," he whispered sensually into my ear and let his hands run slowly up my sides. I shuddered.

"The only girl I care about coming onto me is you," he said and licked my ear lobe.

"Oh," I gulped.

"I don't give a shit about her Mon amour, I only have eyes for you. That phase of my life is over. I'm all about you now."

"Oh Timmy, you're perfect," I sighed.