my boy - timothee chalamet

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amelia's heart felt like it was beating way too fast to be normal when she looked down to see timothee. he was slowly kissing her stomach, taking his sweet time. from this angle, his curls looked perfect and she reached down to grab a handful just because she could. he moaned against her skin and looked up at her, his eyes not appearing so friendly as his smile. just this view made her gasp a little and soon, that smile of his turned into a smirk as he let his fingers lightly trace the inside of her thigh. she admired his shoulders from this view as well, thoughts rolling through her head at how broad they were. light freckles littered his skin and when she, without thinking, rolled her hips up to meet his lowering kisses, his back tensed and flexed.

"fuck you're so hot" they both said simultaneously, making a chuckle leave their lips as well. he gave her inner thigh a light pinch as he pressed open mouth kisses on her pretty little panties.

he couldn't help but press himself harder on the bed, he was growing painfully hard. god, she was so hot he think he might bust at the fucking sight of her.

he grew more and more eager as her felt her hands roam across his hair and neck.

"all good, mon cheri?" he asked, lifting his head to make eye contact with her. but, her head was thrown back into the pillows and her chest was heaving with anticipation. he couldn't help himself and reached up to twist at her nipple. she nodded her head and gasped out a "fuck yeah" before making eye contact with him. he blushed at the sight of her flushed cheeks and pouty lips; he couldn't believe he was actually here and now all he could think about is how he will forever want to make her feel so good.

as her panties dampened, he traced over the stretch marks in and around her thighs. obviously, he'd never seen these before since he's never been this close to her, but he was so amazed. there were still so many undiscovered parts of her body and right there at that moment, he decided that he'd spend his whole fucking life trying to memorize her entire existence.

he gave her stretch marks one last kiss before he pulled down her underwear. he let a second pass to think about all the things he saw in porn before lowering his head to lick into her.

the sounds she was making and the squirms of her body make him suck, lick, and moan harder against her skin as he devoured her. he pulled away to run his finger up and down the wetness. "fuck, i've fucking dreamt of this. you're an angel. so fucking sweet i wanna do this forever." he mumbled, sort of to himself.

"fuck, timmy. i love you" she groaned as they made eye contact. their eyes stayed on one another's as he lowered his tongue back into her, he spelled out "i love you" onto her skin in response, even if she couldn't really tell.

he pulled back once again, making her whimper before he teased her entrance with his middle finger. "this okay, babe?" he asked, always making sure. she smiled, felt her stomach doing flips at this and nodded. he was so fucking sweet all the time. he slowly filled her up, and watched closely, at her reactions, wanting to make sure she was comfortable.

she continued moaning, basically louder this time, as he pumped his finger into her. he grinder himself against the bed as she squirmed and used his other hand to pry her closing thighs apart.

"fuck, you're gonna make me come." she moaned, pulling at his shoulders to make him stop. she pulled him all the way to her lips which he gladly met with his wet ones.

" y'taste yourself? so fucking sweet" he mumbled against her lips, making her moan. she pushed against his shoulders until it was his back on the bed now and her hovering over him.

"gonna make you feel so good, baby." she smirked against his skin as she kissed all over his neck, chest, and collarbones. his long fingers weaved into her hair and pressed her against him. she lowered and lowered her kisses until she met the top of his pants. she kissed and kissed at the light hairs trailing his stomach, they teased her.