Timothée Chalamet Imagines

daddy ¤

It was a rainy Friday night and both you and Timothée were celebrating another week of work survived. Breaking out all the liquor you guys had on hand the goal was to get smashed. You secretly loved when Timmy drank, it was like he adopted a whole new persona becoming unusually bold after just a few drinks. You were finishing your third glass of wine as you both were laughing about everything, apparently life was very funny.

"Timmy," you giggled, covering your mouth. "You look...fucking hottt..."

He really did. His hair was disheveled and he had on your favorite black t-shirt he wore to bed sometimes that made him look dangerous. You laughed again as he impersonated his character Kyle from Lady Bird, looking up and cocking his jaw locking his intense eyes with your's.

Moving closer you traced the outside of his plump bottom lip as he stared down at you subtly inching towards your face. You traced his jaw with your other hand as your lips met for an intense kiss. Timothée's tongue danced in your mouth. Suddenly you were lifted from the ground, your butt in his hands as you instinctively wrapped your legs around his frame. He carried you up the stairs of your apartment to your bedroom, throwing you onto the bed. You raised your eyebrows in surprise as he whipped off his shirt and crashed down onto you.

Sitting in between your legs he tugged at the bottom of your tight tank top, looking up into your eyes as if to suggest taking it off. Like, now. He wasn't wasting any time as he raised it up over your head leaving you in your bra and pajama shorts. He already had a grip on the elastic waist of your pj shorts as you nodded to take those off as well.

"You better take your pants off too," you suggested with a giggle.

"Not a problem my love," he grinned as he rid himself of his shorts and quickly returned to his place between your thighs.

He attacked your neck with ravenous kisses, most definitely leaving a mark and really turning you on. After he bit down on the delicate skin he would always press a kiss to the tender spot to make up for the slight pain. He hadn't done that in a while and you didn't realize how much you missed it.

"Timothée," you sighed. "That feels so good."

He was now moving down, working on kissing down the valley of your breasts. When you said this however his eyes met your's as he licked a long stripe up your chest and moved his hands to cup both pads of your bra before pulling them down and exposing your bare breasts. You let out a moan as he sucked on one, playing with the other in his warm hand.

He finally unclasped your bra, leaving you totally free on top. Leaving a trail of wet kisses he finally reached your throbbing heat and slipped his two pointer fingers under the waistband of your panties only to slide them down a split second later. His eyes lit up as he eyed his prize as he unhooked your panties from your feet, tossing them to the corner of the room. He dove straight for your folds before you could even think.

You let out a gasp as Timothée licked another stripe this time up your slit. He split your lips with his fingers and blew lightly on your clit. You wanted to come right then and there. The sight before you combined with the feeling was too much.

"Please," you sigh again. "I won't last much longer."

Ignoring you he continued his attack on your heat, licking up the wetness there. He sucked on your clit and slid one finger into your opening, looking up at you in the process. You couldn't take it anymore when he was pumping three slender fingers in and out of you while suckling on your most sensitive bit.

"Timothée," you pleaded.

Abruptly, he stopped everything and wiped his mouth, leaving one finger in you. You could cry. He ever so slowly started to move his finger in and out.

"I think you can come twice my darling," he wagered with a smirk.

You were up for the challenge. Nodding, he came back up to reward you with a kiss, this time staying inches from your face as he increased his speed.

"I want to watch you come undone," he whispers as his thumb comes up to flick your clit. "I want to see what I can do to you."

He pumps his finger one last time before pulling out all together, leaving you on the very edge before spanking your pussy with his whole hand. You come automatically letting out a shreak of thrill and relief.

"Good girl," Timothée smiles before kissing you sweetly and rolling you so that you're on top.

"Now it's my turn," you grin eagerly once you've recovered. You yank down his boxers leaving him completely naked and his erection on full display. The head is oozing precum so he must have gotten pretty excited just a minute ago.

"Oh we're going to take care of that," you coo as you wrap his cock tightly in your hand and quide it into your heat. He fills you up and you grab the headboard for support.

"Ugh fuck Timmy," you gasp. "You're so big."

This clearly strokes his ego because all he does is grin as playfully swipe at his cheek. You begin to bounce up and down to adjust to his size. Timothée is watching in amazement as your breasts bounce. You're starting to feel close when he reaches up and twists your nipples, adding to the sensation.

"Fuck me daddy," you practically cry out.

Timothée grabs your waist and starts to thrust into you as your continue to wiggle around on his dick. You lean down to make out with him as he punishes your heat.

"Don't come until I say so, okay?" He instructs, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear as you try to hold on for a second longer.

With one final thrust and a spank to your ass he tells you you can let go and the both of you do together. You screaming out his name and new bedroom name as you collapse on his chest.

He removes himself from you since he could only guess you're feeling sensitive right now and presses a sweet kiss to your forehead.

"Damn," he says, breathless.

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I am going to hell. 👍👌