NSFW Timothée Chalamet One Shots

To Dom a Dom

Warnings - sub being dom, dom being sub, work problems, anxiety, mentions of mommy kink, using daddy and master, calling partner whore, slut, cock whore, multicum, mentions of cock rings pegging sex toys overstimulation, being overstimulated, Timmy accidentally calling himself mommy, mean sex, oral (female receiving), hair pulling, hitting head, pain and pleasure, biting, ass slapping, sex toy, anal sex, unprotected sex, collar during sex, choking, switching roles, crying during sex, fingering, slapping, sucking fingers

"I feel like a piece of gum, that was chewed by Dwayne the Rock Johnson. Then stepped on by Andre the Giant," I sighed as I rubbed my eyes.

"Hey," Timothée said gently as he rubbed my back for me. "At least you're still funny when you're stressed."

"Thanks, baby," I said leaning back against him. I wasn't often little spoon, but I needed it. I'd been texting him all day about how awful things were going. Unlike some of my other complaints, I was at fault in some of the areas.

"Wanna have sex? That always cheers you up,"

He offered.

"Mommy," he whispered in my ear, and pressed his lips to my neck. I squirmed, but the word didn't have its usual explosive effect.

"I do, but I need something from you," I said tentatively.

"What?" He asked eagerly. He was always so willing.

"I need you to dom me this time. I'm so tired, I want you to take control and do the work for me," I begged.

"D-dom you?" He asked in shock. Never once had he done this. Not all our sex had me as the dominate, some of it we were equal, but Timothée had never been the dominant. We liked it that way. I never thought I'd ask this. Usually, the thought of being dominated freaked me out. I hated a loss of control, which was why me and Timmy worked out so well. He loved losing his control. He liked being used and tied up and fucked mercilessly.

"I don't know baby, I have no practice," he said.

"Pretend you're me," I shrugged. Something in his eyes shifted. He picked me up and tossed me on the other couch.

"Strip for me, slut," he demanded. I took off my clothes, and he made a noise of impatience and did it for me.

"Get up," he snapped, grabbing my hair, but I noticed he barely pulled he was still scared. He led me to the kitchen table.

"You stay there," he snarled. I liked the darkness I saw in his eyes. This was different, and not bad different. It would be relaxing to not be on top, tiring out my burning thighs.

"Yes sir," I smirked. I sat up on my elbows so my breasts stuck out.

"Good job slut," he smiled. He took off his clothes. He flattened a palm on my stomach and ran it up my body. He gripped my neck slightly and I let my head fall back, and my eyes flutter shut.

"I want you overstimulated and weeping when I'm done," he growled in my ear. He sucked and nipped my breasts as his long fingers into my cunt.

"F-fuck Timothée," I moaned. He was working overtime, his digits curling inside me as his teeth grazed my nipple.

"Does mommy's, sorry, daddy's slut like that?" He asked. I giggled at his mistake. I watched him about to go into pouty sub mode, but he switched just in time. He stood taller, and slapped my tit harshly.

"Don't laugh at me whore," he demanded.

"Yes daddy," I cooed and pulled him down to kiss me. His fingers moved faster. I could feel my first orgasm approaching. He kissed me roughly enough that my elbows gave way and my head hit the table. The moment of pain mixed with the pleasure of his fingers shattered me.

"Uh, Ohhh, Timothée," I wailed as I writhed in bliss.

"Taste yourself," he ordered, pushing his fingers into my mouth. I licked myself off him, payback for the many times I'd made him taste his own cum. I'd never tasted my slick. It wasn't bad at all.

"What next master?" I asked.

"Don't move!" He barked the order. He went to get some things. He brought me the choker collar I sometimes made him wear. He put it around my neck and pulled tight for a moment. I gasped, but he let up. He lubed up his massive cock, and a vibrating toy. He pushed the toy into me. The sensation was amazing. His cock slowly moved into my ass. He had NEVER fucked my ass before. I'd pegged him, but we'd never done this.

He was looking at me carefully, gauging my reaction. Our safe word didn't come from my lips. The sensation was odd, but filling.

"It's okay," I affirmed him.

"Baby, I mean, slut," he tried.

"You can be a little nice," I smiled.

"Okay good because you feel fucking amazing," he whined as he began to fuck my ass. He slapped it and massaged them skin. I was loving being able to lay back and feel pleasure. No work, just bliss.

"Uh, uh, uh, so tight, fuck, so good," he moaned as he stretched my ass and the toy vibrated between my walls.

"You're so big Timothée, you're making me feel so good," I praised him. I earned a whimper. He was pounding into me so deeply. I felt my orgasm near. I fell over into my next orgasm, my walls spasming around the toy, my ass clenching his cock.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he said. "Gotta pull out before I cum, I don't have my ring."

His cock ring helped him stay harder longer so I could play with him longer and get more cum from him. I was sure he felt a bit naked without it, remembering he had one shot this time. It made it all the more exciting. How would he end it? Usually I was pumped full, and we were both covered in cum by the end of one of his sessions with mommy. Would daddy cum on me, or in me. Or down my throat?

"Feel good?" He demanded.

"Yes, so good," I promised.

"Feeling overstimulated?" He asked.

"A lil bit daddy," I said as he took the toy out.

"Oh but you're such a good angel, my cockwhore," he said the words I'd often said to him. "You've got more in ya, I can tell."

"For you," I mimicked his words.

His mouth dove into my heat. He looked like a lion feasting on a meal. I didn't know how he'd switched into a dom so easily. He was lapping and darting his tongue. The make out with my cunt had me thrilling.

"I'm close," I whined. I held my tummy as the feeling grew. The cord snapped and I threw back my head, mewling for him.

"For the finale," he chuckled and buried his cock in me before my orgasm had even finished. Yes, I was definitely over stimulated now.

"I can't take it Timmy," I whined.

"Sure you can, you're so good for daddy. My baby girl, you can do this, let me fuck you senseless," he urged.

"D-daddy," was all I could muster as his cock touched places the toy and his tongue hadn't. I was shaking as he slammed into me.

"I'm going to fill you!" He snapped as tears leaked from my eyes. This did it for him. He must've seen himself in my teary red face because he started to cum inside me. It wasn't as much as normal, but still a good load. I felt myself weakly tumble over the edge once more into a small orgasm that had me worn out.

"You did sooooo good for mommy baby boy," I made sure to congratulate him immediately. He whined and wiggled his cock inside me happily.

"I'm glad, but let's wait a long time before we do that again. I like being your toy. I didn't like being mean to you," he said.

"It's okay, only for special times," I agreed.