NSFW Timothée Chalamet One Shots

Ruined

Info - dom reader, sub Timmy, needy Timmy, overstimulation and soreness from sex, bondage, hand job, edging, ruining orgasm, mentions of the f slur and mean ex's, cumming all over self, self conscious, mentions of riding, crying from orgasm denial, praise kink, confession of love, moving fast, ball squeezing

"Please, please, please," he begged.

"You have no room to beg, you've had it five times today," I snapped. I was aching. My new boyfriend was a sub and I realized I really adored domming him, but he wanted it all the damn time! I didn't know how he had that much cum.

"I'm so needy, look," he said and yanked down his pants. His cock was very hard, and nearly purple with need. His balls were extremely swollen.

"How?" I asked, pinching the bridge of my nose. "How are they fuller then when we started this morning?" I demanded.

"I don't know," he said meekly, cock swinging back and forth.

"Is this new for you? Or have you had super human ex's who can manage this?" I asked.

"None of my ex's would dom me. I'd beg and beg and they'd call me the f slur, and tell me to man up," he said, looking awkward.

"Oh, oh Timmy, I didn't know I was the first for you," I said, and pulled him into a hug. He sighed desperately at the touch he'd craved.

"Okay you, one last round, but only a hand job, I'm too sore for anything else," I said.

"I'll take anything," he said sweetly.

"Come here," I said guiding him to the kitchen. He stripped and I pushed him down in a chair. I got some rope I usually used to hang things outside.

"I need to make sure you can't initiate anything else," I said, and began to tie him to the chair. He was whimpering softly as I did so.

"I love you," he blurted.

"You do?" I asked.

"Yes," he nodded, tears in his eyes.

"Why are you crying?" I asked.

"You're going to say you don't love me," he said.

"No I'm not," I said, and I smiled. "I do love you. I know it's fast but I've never felt this way before."

"Really?" And the smile he gave me nearly knocked me off my feet with beauty.

"Timmy," I said gently. "Of course."

I pressed my lips to his and took his cock in my hand. He whimpered into my mouth as I stroked him. I swiped his cock head and he squealed into my mouth. He was trying to arch upwards.

"Tell me if you're going to cum lovely, I'm going to edge you," I smiled.

"Oh you really do love me," he shuddered. "All my ex's never took the time."

"Shhh, sh, sh, don't think about them now, think about me and your cock," I smiled.

"Yes, yes, my cock feels so good," he moaned. I used the other hand not on him to squeeze his cum filled balls.

"Close!" He squealed. I released him and watched him twitch.

"Ohhhhh mfffff," he said, trying to calm himself.

"You okay?" I asked, and began to caress his nipples. He squirmed.

"Yeah, yeah touch me again," he nodded, squeezing his eyes shut. I began to work his cock again.

"I can't explain how good it feels when you touch me, I get as excited as a puppy when you touch me," he said gently.

"Oh baby, I love touching you, I'm just sore from your nice massive cock," I smiled.

"Ahhhh!" He whined, I forgot what praise did to him. "C-close!"

I let go again. My traitorous cunt was wet, and I wanted another round with him. I knew I was overstimulated and weak and achy, but he was so sexy. I caressed the insides of his thighs.

"Such a pretty boy," I cooed.

"Oh, y/n, I love you so much, you're the most beautiful thing in this world!"

I took his cock again and moved slowly to tease him.

"Please, please can I cum?" He begged, and his eyes filled with tears.

"No, not yet," I shook my head. I'd always happened like this, he'd be fine one second and broken the next.

"Please," he writhed in the chair, arching into my slow moving hand.

"No, you wanted this, you wanted edged," I said as I continued to run my one hand over him as the other pumped.

"I can barely hold it," he said, and tears streamed.

"It isn't my fault your balls are so full," I said tenderly.

"Actually it is," he pouted.

"Sweet angel," I said and took his cock in a tight grip. I moved faster than I ever had. I pumped him hard. I was so focused on working him that I missed the tiny gasp of, "close."

He absolutely exploded. The cum shot so high it seemed impossible. I watched as if in slow motion as it rained down and coated the both of us and it didn't stop. He just kept shooting and whining, his voice so high pitched and needy. Finally, he stopped. It was in my hair, my eyelashes, on my face, and shoulders. It was on his face, his chest, his stomach and his cock.

"S-sorry," he cried.

"Don't be, I've never seen so much cum in my life," I said in awe.

"So you liked it?" He asked.

"Oh fuck, I can't believe I'm saying this, but I need to ride you if you can," I said in disbelief.

"Yes, yes, yes!" He said excitedly.