MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

Billboard (P1)

Info - masturbation, friends to lovers, famous reader and non famous Timmy, being caught masturbation, trying not to cum, biting, Mentioning edging, unprotected sex

I did this every day. My best friend was a famous actress and to my utter joy, they'd placed a billboard of her in the best outfit of the whole movie's promo shoot right outside my bedroom window. So I'd taken to touching myself to it every day, because I was in love with her and also insanely attracted to her.

"Yeah, fuck y/n, so good baby," I moaned. I could be as loud as I wanted to with no roommate and no guest plans for the day.

"You've already got my head all sticky with precum," I chuckled. "You do that often, whenever you stretch and your boobs stick out, fuck y/n!"

I began to aggressively work myself. I pulled at my balls desperately.

"So full darling, slurp it all down will you?" I begged. "I wanna think about my cum sitting in the bottom of your tummy because you're so horny for me."

"Oh do you?" I heard a voice and my eyes whipped open. She was there with a smirk on her face.

"Y/n!" I squeaked.

"How often do you do this Timmy?" She purred, hands on either side of my chair and leaning down so we were staring at one another.

"Ummmm," I couldn't speak.

"Look at this," she said and pressed her thumb to my slit and played with the precum. I gasped and writhed.

"You could've just told me you wanted me, I want you," she said and shrugged off her sweater and her breasts were bare.

"M'gonna cum if you don't stop teasing," I squeaked.

"Who said I was teasing?" She asked cheekily, and down came her shorts.

"Why are you here?" I asked, still so confused.

"Came to drop off the hoodie I borrowed from you, and heard my name. I assumed you were calling for me."

"Oh," I gulped.

"But now, I'm taking the hoodie back," she chuckled and took me in her all at once. I had to try desperately hard not to cum.

"Why?" I finally gasped out.

"Oh because you're my boyfriend now, wouldn't you rather the real thing over a billboard?" She cooed.

"Y-yes," I agreed. "Is this real?"

"Want me to bite you so you can know?" She asked and she darted forward and bit my neck. I moaned and my cock was twitching so hard, but I held it in. I thought of every edging session I'd ever experienced and focused on how I'd held back. But edging wasn't her.

"There see," she said with a giggle. She began to bounce.

"So good Timmy," she moaned and felt up her breasts.

"No, me, please," I gasped and began to grab handfuls of her tits.

"Love a little confidence," she crooned.

"Do you really like me?" I asked her.

"I really do, enough to spell your name on your cock," she said and began to do so.

"Fuck, y/n, you're going to kill me!"

"Wouldn't it be a lovely way to go out?" She chuckled and I wagged my head desperately. I rutted my cock up into her.

"Oh damn, yes!" She cried and to my shock, her walls began to grip me. I was so ecstatic to feel her raw and tender cunt quivering that I couldn't hold back. I began to moan and shove my cock upwards into her. She was begging for it.

"Yeah! More dick, more cum! Oh, Timmy baby you can do it!" She urged me. I tried to push absolutely everything I had into her warm cunt.

She collapsed on me as I shot my last rope. She smiled and snuggled her face into my chest.

"Are you really gonna steal my hoodie?" I asked.

"Yes, why?" She asked me.

"I can't wait for you to be papped in my clothes, by my side, so everyone knows," I sighed.

"Baby, have you read Twitter, they already suspect, we were all waiting on your move," she chuckled and kissed my neck.

"Oh, sorry," I said sheepishly.

"Don't be, catching you that way was so sexy."