Timothée Chalamet Imagines

back room ¤

Double upload 💪

Anyways: life update. I'm moving into college here in like 3 days so I may not post for a long time because I will more than likely feel like I'm burning in hell if I'm writing smut next to my sleeping roomate sooo. But maybe when I come home on a weekend or something I can whip something up.

Not that you guys care. But I'm going to pretend you do. Peace ✌.

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You've had a secret crush on your coworker since the first time you guys had met in the break room. It was your first day and he had happened to walk in to put his stuff in a locker while you were finishing up some training modules on the company laptop. You had exchanged names and a little friendly conversation before he had to get back to work. You instantly liked his bold features and started fantasizing about his lips in your free time.

Fast forward to a couple months and the two of you haven't really talked. You work up front while he works mainly in the back of the sales floor, handling different tasks but sometimes he might come up to ask for a favor or some cleaning supplies. Sometimes you guys run into each other in the back room, a tight little box of a room which holds the vacuum and a couple of boxes for stocking. It's always awkward when you get startled by his prescense and then have to squeeze around him.

Lately however, it seemed as though the friendly conversation has turned into something more flirtatious. Bold even. Sometimes he'll slip in a wink when he catches your eye from the back of the store. You blush madly, totally blowing your own cover. Today you could feel a tension building up, you were getting more and more excited to see him, wondering what little stunt he would pull today that would leave you head over heels.

When you had finished ringing up a sale he approached the front desk speaking at your manager beside you.

"Hey Keith, is it okay if I take Y/N back to do some inventory? We might be a while, do you mind covering the register for her?"

"Oh yeah, no problem at all," Keith says, surprised Timothée was taking on that responsibility. Inventory is a daunting task.

"Great," he flashes a smile and motions for me to come around and follow him. As soon as you're out of Keith's sight he looks at you and grabs your hand, pulling you with him into the small back room.

"So, inventory..." You sigh awkwardly.

"Yeah, I don't really care about that," he says with a suggestive smile. "That was just an excuse to get you back here. Alone."

You must have had a shocked look on your face because his smile widened.

"Besides, the only inventory I'd be doing is of your body."

You wanted to die on the spot. That was the worst line you had ever heard but he was so corny and so attractive that you just decided to go with it.

He instantly moved towards you, closing the miniscule distance between you two and grabbed your waist. Lowering his head to your face his lips met your's with hunger. You eagerly kissed back, tongues dancing after a minute and moved your hands to his hair, taking in the soft feeling of it. You pulled apart for a second for him to remove your cardigan, glancing at you as if to ask for permission. You reached out to unbutton his shirt, pulling it down his arms as he pulled your tank top over your head leaving you in your bra.

He gingerly kissed your shoulder before taking your breasts in both hands, gently kneading them through the cups. You let your head hang back as you enjoyed the sensation.

"Now you have to promise to not make a noise, okay?" He reminded.

You nodded and bit your lip as he unclasped your bra and bit down on your left breath evoking a soft moan. He raised his eyebrows at you from his spot below your chest as a warning. You couldn't help it, it felt so good and you couldn't handle the reality of all your dreams coming true.

You pulled him back up to your mouth, slowly gaining some confidence. "I've dreamt about this, you," you whispered to him. He grinned and licked your cheek with the tip of his tongue before proceeding to unbuckle and pull his pants down, with you following suit.

"Is this okay?" He asked sincerely as he was thumbing the waistband of your panties.

Your hand found his erection standing at attention against the thin material of his briefs and began fondling him, stroking his shaft as well. You continued this assault until you finally unearthed him, pulling him out.

"That give you an answer?"

He smirked as he tugged your panties down and lifted you up onto the counter behind you, spreading your legs a little and placing his cock against your lower lips. The sensation made you shudder. He tugged at your breast and kissed you quickly as he finally inserted himself into you taking no time to adjust but instead rather quickly thrudting into you.

"Better make this quick just in case," he grunted as he picked up the pace.

You were trying so hard not to moan, clawing at his back, you embraced him and bit his shoulder gently as he hit a good spot. You gasped gently as he repeatedly hit it.

"I'm going to come soon, are you close?" He whispered. You nodded, closing your eyes.

"Look at me baby," he instructed, tilting your chin up with his finger and kissing you softly. He pulled back and gazed at you longingly. With one final thrust he pulled out and came on your stomach. You came as well and he fetched a random towel to clean you both up. Struggling to recover you collected your clothing and sat down on the floor, lightly laughing to yourself. You couldn't believe what just happened.

"Well I guess we better actually get to work," he chuckled. "Can I get your number for a date though sometime?"

You exploded, giving him your digits and collecting the inventory sheet from the counter. You were going to dream of this moment until the next time.