NSFW Timothée Chalamet One Shots

Jealousy

Pairing - Timothée Chalamet/Fem!Pairing

A/N - I'll be honest I got a bit of Timmy's personality from series called "It's not me it's you" also I don't know what Ben Barnes is like irl this is purely fiction. Also to be clear neither party is under the influence during the sex, they've come down.

Warnings - Smut, unprotected sex, oral (male receiving), choking, wall punching, threats, mouth fucking, spanking, angry sex, a little degrading, possessiveness, Ben Barnes slander, smoking, drinking, punishment, spitting in mouth.

The party was really fun. I had three shots of vodka so I was feeling comfortably tipsy. Timmy's poison of choice was the blunt that was being passed around between costars. Usually, we stuck together like glue at parties, but this was different. Timmy and I had finally been cast in a movie together. We hadn't played love interests, but it did mean all our friends were the same people for once. So, we'd spread out, saying hellos and feeling good.

For one of the first times, I felt secure at a party without Timothée's arm around my waist. We both suffered a bit from social awkwardness and got star struck easily. Here though, we'd been working together with these people for over a year, there was no need to be nervous.

I went over to get another shot of vodka. I wanted to be just a smidge more tipsy than I currently was. Before I got to the table however, I was interrupted by someone. It was Ben, or Ben Barnes as the world saw him. It was he who had played my love interest in the movie. It had been odd to kiss him, knowing him from my childhood years as Prince Caspian. I hadn't told him this, but I remembered thinking his accent in the old movie was very poorly done.

"Hey y/n," he said with a smooth smile.

"Hello," I said politely. I hadn't really liked his attitude on set, he was entirely too cocky for my liking. I was much more attracted to the humility and kindness my boy had in spades.

"You know, that sex scene we did was super hot," he chuckled.

"Was it? Everyone was watching us," I said, trying to look at my phone to signal I wasn't interested.

"I mean, it's always been a dream of mine to do that," he said.

"Do what, have people stare at you in an uncomfortable situation," I tried to laugh.

"No, in the scene we were fucking outdoors, that's always been a dream of mine," he explained.

"That's, ah, interesting."

"I really want a drink though," I said pointing behind him. He nodded, letting me walk past him. However, after I downed my shot, I nearly banged into Ben because he was standing so close.

"So, how serious is the whole you and Chalamet thing?" He asked, obviously trying to downplay our relationship.

"Very," I said curtly. "We're living together."

"I mean, that could mean anything," Ben waved his hands. "You can't really want Chalamet, can the man even grow a beard?"

"What is this the 1990s, what kind of insult is that?" I asked.

"It's just, the guy is a little, feminine, sometimes," he tried to explain.

"He's confident in his sexuality. He's sensible and knows it's stupid to not do what you like just because the world has labeled things a certain way," I defended.

"Let's be real y/n," he said, both hands on my arms now. I wanted to flinch away, but I was frozen. "You can tell I want you, and I think you would be wise to choose me over Timothée."