NSFW Timothée Chalamet One Shots

Complete Me

Info - PDA, needy reader and Timmy, handsy, face sitting, light sun Timmy, oral (female receiving), not wearing panties, unprotected sex, finger sucking, trying to fuck in an elevator, commanding someone not to cum, pulling on necklace, confession during sex, mutual praising, bet, lots of hair pulling, mentioning fingering

Cameras flashed all around me, and fans called my name, but there was only one person I wanted, no needed to see. Timothée and I had made a bet to see who would look better. We'd gotten ready separately for the first time in our entire relationship.

Then he appeared. My mouth dropped open in absolute shock. His white suit was dashing, and a choker of bones circled his throat.

I'd worn a dress of sparkling red silk. The way it moved was hypnotizing, it looked like water had taken the form of my body, only it was scarlet.

"Je suis en présence d'un ange," he breathed when he reached me.

"Timothée you win, oh my gosh, that hair, it's so curly," I said, my stomach dancing with butterflies.

"Me? What about you, you look like a goddess come to earth. Truly, I feel like I'm in the presence of royalty, you win," he said, a wide smile on his face.

"I know you hate PDA, but I can hardly take this," I whispered.

"Kiss me," he demanded. I was all over him in an instantly, stopping the precession of the red carpet by making out with him furiously.

"Hey guys, we need to move, sorry," said Taylor gently.

"You have no idea the things I'll be doing to you later," I whispered in his ear. I earned a whimper, and I smiled.

We were so needy for one another that the festival seemed like an ordeal we had to get through. Timothée was highly distracted by the way my dress moved and I couldn't help my hands from continually going to his bone choker.

"How are you so sexy?" He asked. He'd tackled me in the back seat of the limo, and was kissing me all over my body.

"I could ask you the same thing, you look so good, you put every other man in existence to shame!" I said.

"Fuck, I've gotta eat you out," he shook his head in wonder.

"That's right you do baby boy," I cooed and he shuddered at the nickname. He was lifting my dress and then he was yelling cursed n French. I couldn't help the smug smile that twisted my lips.

"You didn't wear panties?" He moaned. I decided, now that he'd seen, I'd take over. In a swift move he was pushed down and my naked cunt hovered near him.

"I like when my baby has good access," I smirked and waved my heat in his face. His eyes tracked it wherever it moved.

"W-why didn't you order your baby boy to finger you during the movie then?" He asked shakily.

"The build up honey, that's what it's allllll about, now, make me come at least twice before we make it to the hotel," I demanded.

"Yes ma'am," he said meekly. He took a small lick, shuddered and then stuffed his face in my pussy. I threw back my head in pleasure. He knew what to do when he was presented with a gift like this. He wouldn't waste it. He was slurping down my juices and massaging and tracing with his tongue. I lowered myself more, and he moaned. He was lapping now, covering it all in his saliva, claiming me with his DNA.

"That's a good boy, you looked so pretty today it was unbelievable. I wanted so badly to just fuck you on that stage, make that the show stopping experience everyone came to see," I panted. He moaned again, and this time it sent me into an unexpected orgasm.

"Oh, fuck, oh oh," I groaned as pleasure rolled through me. He darted his tongue now, letting it fuck my entrance. He stuck it as far inside me as it would go, and curled it. He'd never done that before. The limo stopped.

"Hurry up baby," I urged him. He sucked my clit into his mouth hard. I shouted in jubilation as I came again, the feeling even sweeter and stronger than the first.

"Did I do good?" He asked me when I removed myself from him.

"You did perfect, now come on beautiful, let's get to our room so I can have that cock of yours," I said. We were racing through the halls. In the elevator he surprised me by shoving down his pants and sticking his dick right into me.

"Woah there baby boy," I chuckled.

"Couldn't help it, the stupid elevator is taking too long. I needed your cunt, it tasted so good," he whined.

"I know what you mean, I've been uncomfortably wet since I saw you. My seat probably has slick all over it," I chuckled.

"Ohhhhhh," he moaned and his cock pulsed.

"I'm gonna!"

"No! Not yet Timothée," I demanded. "You may not cum yet mister," I snapped putting a warning finger up to his face. He immediately sucked it into his mouth.

"You naughty boy," I chuckled, but let him have it. I loved the feeling of his tongue swirling around it. Soon we were crashing into our room, clothes being shed as we kissed.

"Leave it on," I gasped as we continued our heavy makeout.

"What?" He asked.

"This," I said petting the bone choker.

"Yes, anything for you my goddess," he heaved.

"I rather like that nickname," I said, and hooked a finger in his collar and led him to the bed.

"I'm going to be pulling on your hair a lot, it looks so good," I told him.

"You know I love that. How do you want me?" He asked.

"You on top, so I can pull properly," I said.

"But y/n," he whined.

"You asked baby boy," I said. I kissed him and pulled us down onto the bed. He used his knee to spread my legs. I yanked hair on his hair.

"You make me feel so good," he gasped. Finally, finally, finally, his shoved his engorged, dripping pink cock inside me. He began to go wild, ramming in and out of me.

"Oh yeah, use me like a toy needy boy," I begged.

"Noooo," he wailed. "You're not a toy, you're so perfect."

"Aww baby," I said and pulled his hair so he was kissing me. His hips kept up their wild pace.

"No one does it like you Chalamet, you're one of a kind," I swore.

"Oh baby, you feel so good, love it when you call me pretty," he whimpered.

"The prettiest boy in the universe," I said, making my expression as earnest as possible.

"I love you, I'm gonna marry you one day," he said.

"Wait stop," I said. He stopped all movement, looking worried.

"Really? You wanna marry me one day?" I asked.

"Hell yeah? We're perfect. You complete me," he said and kissed my nose.

"You definitely win the bet," I chuckled.

"Can I move again? I was really close," he asked.

"Yes you may," I smirked, I loved that he knew he needed to ask.

"Aw fuck," he said a moment later. "This pussy deserves awards, damn. I'm so whipped."

Then he was painting my insides white, his moans high pitched and needy. I was coming too, feeling like my body was on fire. We arched into one another. I was pulling on his bone choker in need.

We were panting, and I gave one last tug to his curls. He looked mesmerizing.

"You complete me too," I said.