Info - stressed Timmy, feeling self hatred, mommy kink, making love, soft dom, praising, not knowing if he'll cum, unexpected cumming, cock warming, being soothed by sex, Timothée loves boobs, protecting, curvy reader, almost crying during sex, unprotected sex, baby talk
"Timothée?" I called out. He didn't answer but his car was home so I knew he was. I had to wonder if he was asleep so I didn't call him again. I walked into our shared room.
He was laying on the bed aimlessly looking up at the ceiling. A cold cup of energizing tea sat on the table side. I was surprised. He usually liked to be entertained or distracted in some way. He usually had a podcast or a video on. Usually he had filmography videos playing. Right now he listened to nothing. His feet weren't even moving or bouncing.
"Timmy, you're scaring me," I whispered.
"Bad day," he sighed.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I felt useless and stupid. The director kept telling me she wasn't used to working with such juvenile actors.
"But that's ridiculous. You've been in Dune for God's sake!" I said in exasperation.
"I don't want to talk about it," he said softly.
"I can leave you alone," I tried.
"No, no," he said in a strangled voice.
"What?" I asked hopefully. I never wanted to be without him, but I would always give him space he needed.
"I want, I want you to make love to me. Please mommy," he begged. He looked desperate for it, his eyes wide.
"Oh of course baby," I said and shed my clothes as I came to him. By the time I was by the bed, I was naked. He wrapped his arms around my curves.
"Can I have it soft mommy?" He asked gently.
"Anything you want," I said and kissed his curls. He pulled me onto the bed. I kissed his neck as I carefully undressed him. He was letting out little needy noises. I knew he needed the warmth of my pussy. He needed the comfort of my body to chase away the bad thoughts.
"Can I suckle?" He asked and I was horrified to see he was nearly welling up.
"Of course Timmy. I didn't realize it was that bad," I said softly.
"I-I just feel like an idiot. I just want to feel safe and at peace. Your body is safety and peace for me," he said in a low voice.
"Oh you darling boy," I said.
He changed his position. I laid on my back. He slowly guided his cock inside me. He whimpered. He practically collapsed on top of my, his lips wrapped around my nipple.
"I d'known if I have the strength to cum," he mumbled.
"Oh don't worry, just make yourself feel good love," I told him. He began to make little submissive sounds as he rutted inside me.
"Such a beautiful boy," I pet his hair. I felt electrified from knowing I was his peace.
"Just make yourself feel good because you make mommy feel so good," I crooned
"M-mommy," he moaned on my breast.
"That's right mommy is here. Your body is so beautiful baby. Just rut in mommy's warm pussy. You deserve so many good things.
"Am I dumb mommy," he asked tearily as he squeezed and fondled my breasts.
"No baby, you're so smart. That director doesn't know anything. You just keep making yourself feel good. Come on, back on mommy's suckie. Make your stiff thingy feel good," I urged. He nodded obediently and went back to sucking on my breast to soothe himself.
"You feel so good for mommy. You're so beautiful. Your body is a masterpiece. You are so talented and kind and good hearted."
"Mmmmm," he whined. I ran my hand up and down his back. He truly did make me feel amazing. He wasn't even going that deep but it still felt like my world was being rocked. Watching his dear eyes scrunched shut, sucking needily, and thrusting for comfort made my heart feel full as well as my pussy buzz.
"I love you bunny, do you love me?" I asked.
"I love you so much," he gasped.
"Let mommy keep you safe. Just rest on mommy's body. Let my curves soothe you. Just think of mommy, nothing else. You're such a good boy. The best boy. No one has it better than mommy."
I felt so enamored with him that I wrapped my body around him as much as I could. My legs and arms were locked. I shut my eyes as I calmed and praised him. He felt amazing.
"Mommy, I-I think I'm gonna cum," he said in a tiny voice.
"You don't have to Timothée. I'm enjoying myself regardless," I promised.
"I know, but I want to," he said with rosy red cheeks.
"My boy," I said, fitting my fingers under his chin. "You can do whatever you want."
"Thank you mommy," he said and darted up to capture my lips in a surprise kiss. One more small thrust and his cum was pouring inside me. The moan he let loose was so erotic and grateful that I also spiraled into orgasm. We were gasping and groaning, holding one another tight.
"My love," I said grabbing a blanket and covering us. "Just stay inside me okay? When you get up we'll have a nice bath and I'll make you dinner."
"Thank you Mommy, you're the most wonderful person in the world," he said, already sleepy.
"You're the most wonderful to me," I said gently and rubbed his back until he fell asleep.
