Info - shy reader, praise, oral (male receiving), a bit of face fucking, masturbating while giving oral, cupping pussy, cum swallowing
"I miss you," I whined. I wasn't usually this way, but I did. I decided to bare my feelings and tell him how I was feeling.
"Well finally," Timothée chuckled.
"What?" I asked.
"You're so, I don't even know the word for it. Perhaps polite would be the right one?"
"Still don't know what you mean," I said slowly. He had a smile in his voice which quieted my anxiety.
"Well, you're always so benevolent, and sweet. You don't whine because you think it would make me think negatively. Hearing you miss me is ..... nice. Am I making sense?"
"I think so," I said with a small grin.
"Like, you're selfless, you always want to focus on me. I like you being needy and desperate-"
"I'm always desperate for you," I interrupted him.
"You know what I mean y/n," he said smugly.
"Yeah I do. I just can't help it! It's only been a couple weeks but fuck I miss your touch and your body and laugh and personality and... was that too much," I ended nervously.
"Not at all. You know I love when you get like that, all rambly and sweet," Timothée swooned.
"Well, I'm glad you like it," I said shyly.
"You really miss me?" Timothée asked quietly after a silence.
"So much," I whispered.
"I miss you too, I'll be back before you know it. Maybe next time I'll take you," he said.
"Maybe," I said gently. He knew so much attention and people would be hard for me. However, being without him was also hard for me.
"I have to go my princess," Timmy said lightly. He didn't know how hard that hit, romantically and sexually.
"Okay baby, please be gentle with yourself and sleep well."
"Yeah," Timothée said. I didn't know if I quite believed him, but I was so tired.
"Alright my love," I said. We said our goodbyes and I fell into a restless sleep. I missed his warmth next to me. I wanted to feel his body.
I was awoken by large soft hands. My eyes opened groggily. I didn't believe what I was seeing. I'd never been one for sleep paralysis, but it couldn't be.
"Hello darling," Timothée said with cheer.
"Baby?" I asked with teary eyes.
"My girl finally said he missed me, I had to come home for my weekend," Timothée said and nuzzled his mouth against my neck.
"Ohhhh," I gasped.
"Let me take care of you," he offered.
"No!" I said immediately. I sat up and we almost knocked heads.
"What angel?" He asked. I melted.
"My little princess. My girl, my sweetheart," he swooned.
"I want to take care of you. You've been working so hard," I frowned.
"Well so have you, plus-"
"Please, I need to," I pleaded.
"Okay," Timothée nodded.
I shakily tried to undo the button on his pants. I couldn't believe I was nervous. He was my boyfriend, and yet I was.
"It's okay, I can-"
"N-no," I responded. I wanted my beautiful boyfriend to do nothing. I wanted him to be completely and totally serviced.
I pulled down his pants finally. I slid them down his legs. I was breathing hard. I couldn't believe I got to touch him again.
"Your cock is so beautiful," I said, looking up at him adoringly. He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. I did so longingly.
"You're so beautiful."
"I try to be," I half laughed.
I took his glorious cock in my mouth. The soft velvet covering the ram rod hardness was perfect. I let my tongue flatten as my lips suctioned him. He was moaning.
His long fingers threaded through my hair. He ran them throughout my locks. He finally gripped. I bobbed my head. I was trained by now not to gag on his thick length.
"Good girl," Timothée sighed.
I sucked and sucked desperately. I wanted him to collapse afterward, fully satisfied and ready to cuddle me back to a blissful sleep.
"Oh y/n, oh fuck!" Timothée moaned. He was started to force his dick a little deeper now. I whined around him. He was used to face fucking me usually, but right now I wanted love and pleasure and romance.
"Sorry," he said. "You're just so good."
I had to stop myself from smiling around him. I moved closer. I was soaked in my panties. I rubbed my clit slightly as I serviced him.
"Oh you're so beautiful, you're so fucking pretty it drives me wild," Timothée said as he watched me.
"Mm, mm, mmm," I gasped around his dick. I couldn't keep quiet with his cock in my mouth.
"You do this so well. You're the best I've ever had. Suck that cock baby," he urged me.
"Mmmmmm," I groaned.
"You're a fucking great dick sucker," Timothée said. I let my hands fondle his ass. I rubbed all over it. He let one of his hands run down and feel my body as well. He finally, cupped my jaw and aided me in suckling.
"Good girl, perfect girl, you're the best girlfriend in the world," he cooed. He was tracing my features and I nearly teared up.
I sucked harder now. I was giving it my all. I smacked and licked and swirled my tongue. I was completely in love.
"Oh, oh, I think I'm going to cum y/n, fuck you're amazing!" He cried. He shoved his dick deeper and his hot semen spurted down my throat. He poured his gift down. I swallowed over and over again. I wanted it all in my stomach.
"Goooood," moaned Timothée. His balls rested on my chest as I gulped all he had.
"You do that like a fucking porn star," Timothée sighed as he pulled his cock out of my needy mouth.
"Because I love you," I replied.
"And I love you," he answered.
He dropped down. He held me close and rubbed my cum filled tummy. He was so possessive when it came to me swallowing his load, he kissed my neck. I felt his softening cock between my cheeks. I was still slick and wet.
As though he read my mind, he stuffed his hand down my underwear and cupped my pussy. His warm hand kept me secure. I could deal with being wet as long as he held my cunt. I fell asleep peacefully. I was so happy.
