Long Timothee Chalamet Stories

His Secret Job (P5)

Info - pain after sex, porn star Timothée, mention of sub space, begging reader to be porn star

I ended up having to sleep with Timothée in his bed because the sub space didn't fade fast. He was worried about what I'd do so he'd rubbed my back and sang to me until I stopped babbling about his cock. I woke up a three am and moaned.

"What's the matter?" He asked immediately.

"I'm in so much pain, everything hurts," I whined.

"Well yeah, you wouldn't take the pain killer I tried to make you swallow. You said the only thing you wanted in your mouth was my cock, and wouldn't back down," he said.

"That's embarrassing," I sighed. He reached over me and got what I needed. He helped me take the pain killers.

"I'm calling in sick to work, I'd bet anything I can't walk," I said, and curled back into him.

"Sorry about that," he chuckled.

"Worth it," I mumbled before falling back to sleep. When I woke up he wasn't awake. I stared at his beauty. He would be a lovely sight to see every morning. I knew we'd just fucked wildly, but I found I still craved him. I gently reached out and traced his delicate yet sharp features.

"Mmmm," he hummed and a smile appeared on his face. He pulled me closer to himself.

"You did so good last night, thanks for playing along," he said.

"It was an honor Mr. T Boner," I chuckled.

"Now you're going to get it." He said and opened his eyes. He began to tickle me and I was laughing and writhing and begging him to quit it.

"I'll stop if you kiss me," he said. I nodded and he leaned down and captured my lips. I sighed into his mouth, wrapping my arms around his slim body.

"Wanted to feel what it was like with no cameras," he said when he pulled back.

"You're dazzling," I said and his cheeks went red.

"That's a high compliment," he said and grabbed his phone.

"Well you are," I told him.

"Holy shit the director has been blowing up my phone," he said with a chuckle. I felt a little insecure that he'd tried to change the subject so fast. I realized I didn't know at all what we were.

"Y/n," he said slowly.

"Yeah?"

"He posted the raw footage, with no beginning scene, he titled it 'when actors know their shit, T Boner and New Girl'. And it exploded. It's gotten double the views any of my other shit has gotten in one night!"

"What? So they didn't add in a beginning, it's just us fucking?"

"Just us fucking seems to be pretty popular, they like how I said I was going to go wild and how I didn't need a fluffer," he said excitedly. "Shit this is amazing!"

"Glad I could help," I said awkwardly.

"No, don't tell me you're down for the count. Y/n we've gotta do it again!"

"I don't want to be a porn star though, I only did that because it was with you," I said desperately.

"Then only fuck me, but please fuck me! This could be so perfect!"

"I don't know," I caged.

"Y/n, look at your portion of the check," he said and shoved his phone in my face. My mouth dropped open. Money, and sex with Timothée, why was I even hesitating?

"Okay, as long as it's only me and you, and if you film with anyone else you get checked," I agreed.

"Thank you!" He said and kissed me on the mouth hard. I was falling for a porn star, this wasn't going to end well.