NSFW Timothée Chalamet One Shots

Taking Pics

Info - The Vogue Shoot🥵, cocky Timmy, needy reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk, taking pictures during sex, ruined orgasm

"Wow you're good at this," I said, biting my lip. He was so attractive. The poses he was doing had me dripping in my panties. I wonder if he noticed how I rubbed my thighs together. I'd never been so needy.

"I think you should be the one in front of the camera, not behind it," he cooed and my heart was trembling. He was all clad in leather, just asking to be fucked well and hard.

"I'm going to review some of our shots," I stuttered. What I really wanted to do was take them home so I could masturbate to them.

I was looking through them and nearly salivating.

"Fuck," I muttered.

"See something you like?" Asked a voice at my shoulder and I jumped.

"I-Uh,"

He began to kiss up my neck, I felt like maybe I was dreaming. Maybe I was so horny I'd started hallucinating.

"Is this real," I asked.

"Mmmm, it's not so odd, I'm attracted to you, and I can tell you are very attracted to me," he said, finger trailing down my throat. Then his lips were on mine. He kissed me hungrily.

"How do you want it?" He asked, purring into my ear, then sucking my earlobe. "In that chair over there? Or maybe against the wall. I have an idea why don't you set the camera up on auto shot and we get some pictures of me fucking you senseless."

"That one!" I gasped. He kissed my neck and squeezed my hips gently as I shakily set up the camera. Our clothes were off next. He laid me down with many a sucking kiss. Finally, he spread my legs out, and entered me. I heard the first snap of the automatic setting go off as he began to fuck me.

"Oh fuck, oh my gosh you're big!" I whined as he rammed into me, my lifted legs giving him better access.

"You feel delectable," he growled.

"I was so wet that whole shoot, your body is insane," I whimpered.

"That's right, admire me my girl. This cunt is amazing, fuck, you've got my balls tightening and aching and everything."

"Mmmmf, ohhh, eeee," I didn't even recognize the sounds coming from my mouth. I was so unbelievably horny despite the fact I was getting fucked within an inch of my life.

"You're sooooo good," I whined.

"Your pussy deserves seconds, after this would you like me to fuck you again?"

"Yes please, let me be yours, use me however you wish, a God like you deserves devotees, let me be yours!"

"You paint quite a pretty picture," he chuckled and slammed inside me particularly hard.

"Ahhh!" I cried and came desperately on his cock. He grabbed my breasts, and pinched my nipples, having me arch upward.

"How do you do it! You're so hard, so big, so fast, like a fucking machine Chalamet," I cried, as I heard more clicks.

"I suppose you inspire me," he chuckled. I was nearing climax again, but I needed him to cum. I needed to feel his sticky, hot goodness fill me and seep out the sides. I just knew it'd be so much. He would fill me to bursting in one go, that's how good he was. The thoughts pushed me into a ruined orgasm. At first I was disappointed in myself for not keeping my cool, but he let out a deep moan of pleasure and began to shoot inside me. I sighed as if his cum was the answer to all life's problems. He was cumming a lot. He just kept going, as he whined and rutted into me erratically. I wanted to sloppy with his slurry cum, so full and satisfied. Finally he came down with one last small rope that barely shot far.

"Oh that was good, I haven't drained my balls that good in a while."