NSFW Timothée Chalamet One Shots

Power Couple

Info - vampire Timothée, vampire reader, blood sucking, mentions of slaves, open relationship, humans obsessed with blood, making mortals your slaves, PDA, cutting wrist, sex in front of someone, changing positions, making out with blood in mouth. Accidentally killing someone, sexual favors, sucking tongue and teeth

"What shall we do with him?" Purred Timothée. I sat on his lap in hardly any clothing. He wore an open sparkling suit coat, and sparkling dress pants. I knew we looked like a dream.

"He violated the terms of the vampire human treaty, there's only one thing to do," I chuckled.

"But Mon Amour, he's just your type. Thin, tall, curly hair, remind you of anyone you know?" He asked. I leaned back for an erotic makeout with my husband. The whimper of the human below us only made me want to stick my hands down my husband's pants, he looked ravishing.

"I did get rid of my last slave recently, perhaps another will do. Are you well stocked my love?" I asked.

"Though no one compares to you, I've got plenty to fool around with. They do whatever I please as long as they can have my wrist, so weak, you challenge me my Queen," he smiled. I stood up and pulled my dress off me. I was naked before him. With a wink I turned around and went to the trembling man.

"Get undressed and lay down on the table," I ordered with a long finger. He did as I ordered.

"We won't be killing you, so don't you worry about that," I told him gently. He bit his lip. I attacked his chest. The only time I wasn't proper and had no manners when when I was fucking or feasting. I sucked the blood into my mouth.

Soon, I was happy to feel the head of a cock at my entrance. My husband entered me. He began to pound me at his ungodly speed. I moved further down on the man, and bit down near his hipbone and drank.

"Oh, my love, your pussy never fails to impress," I heard Timothée moan.

"I aim to please," I hissed before going back to drinking. I made Timothée pull out after a few gulps and turned. He sucked on my tongue, lips, and teeth, feeding himself off me.

"I must be inside you again," he begged.

"One moment," I said. I held his jaw and used his sharp tooth to rip a ragged cut through my wrist. I forced the bleeding wrist into the mouth of the boy behind me. He sucked and I felt him get steadily more eager, but I only had eyes for Timothée. He lifted me onto the table. He grabbed the man's wrist and bit before he entered me again. He moved with haste, the blood fueling his movements.

"Delectable," I moaned. He played with my left breast, his right hand still holding the man's wrist to his mouth. His hard cock slammed inside me over and over. My stomach twisted as I felt myself near orgasm. He was so sexy. He finally dropped the man's hand so we could share food as we came apart together. We felt up one another's stone cold bodies as he unleashed himself inside me. I too came undone. We swallowed each other's moans. When we came apart both our mouths were stained red.

"Oh I'm sorry Mon amour, seems I was too intense with your pet," he said, only sad for me and not for the dead man, drained of blood.

"Pay me back with another three rounds and I won't mind," I said.

"Most definitely," he beamed.