Timothée Chalamet Imagines

first time ¤

You were over at your friend Timothée's apartment studying hard for your midterm. Admittedly it was a little difficult, you couldn't ignore how cute he looked in his casual ensemble of an oversized sweater and joggers. The two of you were lounged on his bed, textbooks and papers everywhere.

"This is no use," you huffed. "I'm just going to get a bad grade anyway."

Timmy looked up from his textbook and sighed, setting it off to the side. He nodded after awhile, seeming to agree.

"What do we do then?" He said, gazing into your eyes.

"Can't we just make out or something?" You ask desperately.

Timothée is surprised by your request but doesn't shy away, instead he leans forward and grabs your waist, scooting you closer to him on the bed. You sit facing each other as his fingers run through the front of your hair, slowly tucking strands behind your ear. It's a sweet gesture and it brings you close enough to observe his face, memorized by you. After awhile, he ever so slowly brings his face down to your's and you feel his soft lips connect with your own.

The two of you have pecked on the lips a couple times, usually when you're drunk at a party but this was different. He was so gentle, taking his time to create passion behind an ordinary kiss. In your mind you were soaring, taking in his mouth and faint smell of cologne.

The both of you separated after some time, slightly out of breath and panting shallowly. Your hands found the end of his sweater and began to tug it up only to have him stop you.

"Wait," he seemed to gasp.

"What?"

"Are we really going to do this?" He asked.

You nodded, proceeding to pull the sweater up but stopped after you felt a little guilty.

"Unless you don't want to, I would never want to make you feel uncomfortable."

"No, I-I...I want to do it," he stumbled over his words. "It's just my first time."

You looked up at him and smiled. He was so precious. You were just as inexperienced so you felt better. The two of you had been friends for years.

"Mine too," you flushed.

After a second you whispered. "Can we try this together?"

He let out a little laugh and you exhaled in relief, finally pulling the sweater over his head. You took in his lovely pale skin and a couple cute freckles still barely visible from the past summer on his shoulders.

His fingers unbottoned your cardigan and pushed it down your shoulders, the simple motion seemed so intimate as his long, slender fingers danced on your skin. Goosebumps arose on your arms as you were left in your bra.

He stood up and rid himself of his pants and you did the same, in the process tossing some of the books onto the floor for more space. He lifted the covers and scrambled underneath them, outstretching his arm and pulling you on top of him making you giggle. Once you were both under he traced circles on your back and kissed you delicately, making his way to the clasp. It fell from your chest and he admired you, running his fingers over the shape of your breasts.

"You're gorgeous," he stated.

You blushed and hid your burning cheeks only to have him pull them away and kiss each cheek. "And cute," he added with a grin as you kissed him in appreciation for his kind words.

Gulping, you took off your panties and pulled them from the ends of your feet, his eyes widening as you tossed them out of the bed. You made your way down to his crotch and slipped your fingers under the waistband of his briefs. Shooting him a look he nodded that he was ready and you pulled the material down to expose him completely.

He was huge.

You took in a nervous breath and removed his briefs completely. He rubbed the side of your head.

"Everything okay?" He was worried.

"Yeah, just wondering how you're going to get that in me," you giggled.

He gazed at you knowing you were somewhat embarrassed. Stroking your cheek with his thumb, he spoke with concern and seriousness. "I'll go slow, I promise I won't hurt you. And if I do, you have to tell me, okay?"

You nodded and he gave you a kiss before fumbling around so that you were on the bottom. You could feel his cock rubbing against your wet lips. You moaned a little at the sensation. He smiled, positioning himself at your entrance. His hand found your's as he began to push in.

It was slightly painful but worth it once all of his length was inside. You gave him the go ahead to start thrusting and let out a groan in response to the pleasure. He was beginning to work up a sweat himself and had his eyes clenched shut in consentration. When the feeling of release was growing deep inside you, you clung to his back and screamed into his neck, trailing your fingers down his back. He arched and came inside you, kissing behind your ear and rolling off of you.

Still in the mood, you sat on top of him and planted wet kisses up his exposed neck. Shifting in his lap made for a very excited erection that was now poking your buttcheeks. Surprising him, you inserted him inside you once again and started to move your hips. His head pressed hard against the pillow and he released a loud moan.

"Oh my goddd..."

You went to town, bouncing on him and hoping you were making him feel good. Reaching your high you leaned down to his face and connected your lips with his while you both came. He wrapped his long arms around your waist and praised you, kissing your face all over.

"I love you, thank you for being my first, sincerely."

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