MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

Don't Dom Mommy

A/N - bruuuuh, fuck my kitty was purring the whole time I wrote this, I LOVED writing it, more ideas like this please so delectable I had to masturbate like four times before it was truly done

Info - collab with Doja cat, sub Timmy, embarrassed Timothée, Timothée calling reader slut, sub Timmy trying to dom and failing. Needy Timmy, accidentally calling reader mommy in public, lying to friends, upset Timmy, BABY TALK LOTS OF IT, unprotected sex, no refractory period, Ruined orgasm, boob obsessed Timothée, cumming all over reader, sub Timothée, mommy kink, praise kink, light choking, tasting readers slick, mention of pegging and bondage, reader being in charge of Timmy, mention of him cumming in a glass, crying during sex, trying to fuck but being too soft, Timothée trying to ride thigh, lots of over the pants touching and dry humping action, cream pie, cock warming

"Do you like it?" I asked him. He was so subby, he'd squirmed the whole time.

"Mommy, I need it, my thingy is so hard, I can't," he arched upward desperately.

"You like me singing about what a little baby you are? Huh? Like people knowing what you call me? Like being bragged about pretty boy?" I asked him as I rubbed his bulge over his jeans. My new song with Doja Cat was dedicated to him, it was called "Baby Boy" and I got descriptive.

When I'd first went in the studio I was so nervous. I was a well established artist but I'd never really written a song about sex. I knew that was the type of music Doja specialized in and I'd asked for her help. She asked why I was nervous and I'd admitted I couldn't relate to a lot of mainstream sex music. I had a lovely boy who like to be tied up, dominated, made to cry, and pegged until he came all over himself. I enjoyed being in charge, ordering him around, and letting him use baby talk.

We'd fucked many times while listening to the song. He loved it, well he loved it until we went out with our friends. They all began to make fun of him.

"He lets me tie him up, drains his balls in my favorite cup. Says he needs to be my baby, submissive is the only way he be," read his friend Wayne with a smirk. He was bright red.

"Oh, that's nowhere near the best part!" Said Henry, another of his friends.

"So vocal when I touch his monster cock, and when I peg him good, into his ass I will rock. Thanks me when I slap him, cause he's a sub who loves his pain, he's addicted to my cunt, from sex he can't abstain."

"You let her PEG you!" Screamed his friend Anika.

"I-um, no, I don't," he shook his head wildly, his skin was so hot against me.

"Then how did she think of these lines?"

"Her ex," he finally said confidently.

"You let her write a sex song about her ex?" Henry asked.

"No, I didn't know anything about it," he lied. "That was really not cool babe."

"Sorry Timothée," I said with a gentle purr. I watched him fight not to break, damn, two words and he was about to go full sub.

"Yeah, be better baby," he instructed. I nodded but secretly rolled my eyes. I got up to get a drink and when I came back he grabbed me by the back of my neck and yanked me down. He kissed me awkwardly, rough and very aggressive. It didn't feel loving at all.

"I missed you s-slut," he said with a weak smile. His eyes looked terrified as I raised an eyebrow.

"Okay then," I said and sat in his lap. He was very unused to this. He squirmed uncomfortably. He was so used to sitting on mine.

"Baby boy, you playing a little game?" I whispered in his ear. He adjusted himself again.

"How do I do this? Are you comfortable?" He asked me.