NSFW Timothée Chalamet One Shots

Such A Sub

Info - teasing, degrading, Timothée trying to dom, sub Timmy, cock warming, choking, Fem dom, dirty talk, praise, unprotected sex, ass slapping, laughing at someone trying to be sexy, hand job

We'd flirting at other events, and everything was building. I knew we'd explode at the best time. I was so ready for it. He looked so subby, I couldn't wait to control him.

"Hey," he was smirking like he knew where this was going too.

"I hate your outfit," I said, flipping my hair.

"Oh really?" He chuckled.

"Sweat pants, to the Met Gala?" I scoffed.

"I'm wearing a suit top, it's supposed to be a collage of different American things. I think I did well."

"You should be VERY happy you're sexy, no one else could pull off wearing chucks to the Met," I sneered.

"You think I'm sexy?" He asked.

"I think," I said, pushing him against a wall. "You're making my panties wet, what should we do about that?"

"Ummm, meet me after the party," he chuckled.

"Will do," I winked. The party raged on, and yes I enjoyed it, but I couldn't wait for me and Timothée's after party.

Finally, he was guiding me to his car. We didn't touch on the ride, waiting for the privacy of the room to truly go wild. I kept staring at his pretty neck, knowing choking him would feel good.

At last we reached the hotel room. We stared at one another for a moment and then we were kissing wildly. He was squeezing every part of me. I slapped his ass and he gave a surprised squeak. I was already addicted to his noises. Soon his ridiculous suit top was off, and my dress was being unzipped.

To my utter shock he threw me onto the bed, and was hovering over me with a smirk. I was only in a bra and panties and all he had was those sweatpants.

"You look gorgeous, I can't wait to sink my cock into you," he growled. I couldn't help it, I began to laugh. His attitude switched immediately.

"Hey, why are you laughing," he asked worriedly.

"Oh my goodness that was hilarious," I said, wiping tears from my eyes.

"Stop," he whined.

"Come on Timmy, that isn't you," I chuckled.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"You're not a dom, look at you, you're such a sub," I said as though it were written on him.

"I am?" he asked with doe eyes.

"Oh my word, has no one ever told you, you radiate sub energy," I asked in shock. His whole aura basically screamed it.

"I-Um, no, I mean um, I'm not opposed to it, but no girl ever," he was a blabbering mess, with cheeks as red as cherries.

"Oh poor thing, I'll take care of you," I said and flipped us instantly. His eyes were wide with intrigue.

"Baby boy," I cooed, running a finger down his chest, and he shuddered.

"So sweet, you won't be sinking your cock into me, I'll be sinking onto you," I informed him and he nodded rapidly. I pulled down his sweats and boxers.

"You were gonna dominate me with this willy?" I chuckled as I worked his cock up and down as he squirmed.

"D-don't call it that, it makes it sound so small," he whined.