NSFW Timothée Chalamet One Shots

Reuniting

Warnings - needy Timmy, getting caught, unprotected sex, needy reader, talking about getting someone pregnant, begging for sex

"We haven't got time," I sighed as he wildly kissed all over my face in the car.

"Sure we do," he said, hands reaching up my top.

"Not to do it probably, oh fuck," I shuddered as he kissed my favorite place on my neck.

"Why did your parents have to have their thirtieth wedding anniversary the day you got back from filming?" I whined as he squeezed my breasts.

"I want to be inside you so bad," he said, not answering the question.

"Maybe I could suck you off?" I asked weakly, his iron clad grip on my hips not wavering.

"Not good enough, need to be home inside you after all this time. Maybe I'll knock you up so you have to be with me 24/7," he said, pulling me closer if possible.

"We're here," the driver called.

"I don't want to get off you," I said.

"I don't want you to either," he whined.

"We have to though, I want your parents to like me," I said.

"Nooooo," he whimpered. "They already like you, I promise."

I got off him and got out of the car. I fixed my dress, and hair. He was pouting beside me. I was glad his pants had some slack or his boner would be all too evident.

"I'm obsessed with you, and I missed you so much, can't we just have sex when we get in there?" He begged me.

"Your parents will think I'm a total creep who corrupted their baby angel," I chuckled as we got on the elevator.

"You did corrupt me, I'm needy all the time for you. It's never been this way for anyone else," he said, eyes large and desperate.

"Oh Timmy," I said, taking his jaw and kissing up and down it. "I feel the same way, but all eyes will be on you as their son. We won't be able to sneak away."

"Can't I just put my cock-"

"Mom, dad!" Timothée changed his sentence as the elevator doors opened. He hadn't been expecting his parents to be waiting for him.

"Baby boy," Nicole cried and pulled him in for a hug. Marc hugged his son as well. Pauline appeared out of nowhere and embraced me.

"You look wonderful for just having gotten off a flight," Nicole told Timothée.

"Thanks Mom, I see a lot of people are already here," he said, and gave me a pointed look, as if to say no one would truly notice if we were absent.

"You need to introduce y/n to all the extended family!" Marc said jovially. So, it was decided that Timothée would parade me around. Every time he showed me off to a new person, and listed another thing he loved about me, I could sense his desperation increasing. He was practically whimpering and stuttering when we got to the last person, who was giving him odd looks.

"I need to have you, fuck, look at you, how can I resist," he was hanging off me, hissing in my ear.

"Please, I need to be inside you, I need it, I need it, I need it!"

"Okay fine," I said, looking around at people, they were concentrated on Nicole and Marc.

"I can't handle it anymore either, we need to find somewhere. Not a bathroom, too obvious," I said wondering if this large building had a map somewhere.

"Come on," Timmy was pulling me out the doors. He was trying knobs, hands shaking with desperation. Finally, one worked. We threw ourselves into the room, and we were all over one another.

"I missed you so fucking much," he growled as he bit my lip.

"Never leave me again," I whined.

"No way will I," he promised. "It's too much, need to be inside you too often. You don't know what you do to me. I want to act all my lines with my cock buried inside your tight fucking cunt."

Finally, his needy, but unsteady hands had gotten my pants down. He sheathed himself inside me with the most erotic and satisfied moan I'd ever heard him make.

"So good," he whimpered. "Don't cum yet Timothée, don't cum," he instructed himself.

Fuck me, baby, please move," I said, nearly crying with desperation as I pressed on his ass, trying to get friction.

"Ahh, uh, uh, uh," I whimpered as he began to thrust faster than he ever had.

"Your cuuuuuunt," he cried. "Your fucking, merde, pussy, I'm going to die. Oh let me die by pussy," he babbled.

"Your cock is so big," my hands were scrambling for purchase, as if he were going to leave me, and knew his back would covered in marks.

"Oh, I can't live without your cock," I moaned.

If his cock was strong enough to lift me off the ground, it would, with how hard he was fucking into me. He'd never gone this deep. It was so delicious. I was so aroused I didn't even know if I could come. It was like I'd reached a higher level of consciousness and need. My body burned with white fire.

"Oh, fuck, my eyes," I heard Pauline shriek, she slammed the door shut again.

"Timmy, she caught us," I said.

"D-Don't care, I'm high on you. Cant stop," he moaned.

"What if she tells," I groaned.

"They'll all know how I feel about you then," he said with a whimper. "I need to cum, can I cum in you baby?"

"Yes, fuck, Timothée, give it all to me!"

I came undone as he spilled into me. He was still bucking wildly with his hips, and I loved it. Soon, we were coming down.

"Can we go again," he begged.

"We got caught," I said, hitting his chest lightly.

"All the better reason to stay in here and hide" he smirked.