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I used google translate so just tell me if anything is incorrect 😗😘😚
I came home late from set only 10 minutes more i thought to myself , he wouldnt mind if i went through that particular scene with him again would he ?
I opened the door to Timothée sitting in the living room chair surrounded by darkness the only light was the one i switched on "Hey babe sorry im late" he stood up and walked towards me "where have you been" "i was just running through the scene with -
"With him" he interrupted , he walked back to the chair and sat on it facing me "explain to y/n , what scene were you running through" i shifted my weight from one foot to another " the sex scene" i whispered.he turned the lamp on the light illuminating his face ,he was pissed "louder sweetheart" i cleared my throat "the um- the sex scene Timmy" he rubbed his hand on his chin staring me up and down "hmm , and did he touch what's mine?" I shook my head "use your words y/n"
i looked around the living room to scared to look him in the eyes "Look at me y/n, did.he.touch.what.is.mine?" I shook my head but quickly spoke "no timmy he didnt" he stood up walking towards me intimidatingly "dont lie to me y/n, i dont like liars" truth be told you werent lying , you didnt allow the actor to touch you in any way "im not lying timmy , we just went through our lines" he looked in my eyes glaring me "you just , went through your lines . Thats hard to believe"
"Why is that so hard to believe Timothée?" He walked back to his seat."dont you dare sit in that seat before answering me Timothée!" he turned back and pushed me against the wall "who the fuck do you think you're talking to?" He spat "is there anyone else in the room" he rolled his eyes at my sarcasm "dont play smart sweetheart" i rolled my eyes at his sweet talk "why dont you believe me?" He scoffed "because y/n, its not that i dont trust him, he's always staring at you like hes gonna fuck you or something" i smirked at him "so you're jealous?" He looked at the ground whilst playing with his t-shirt "yeah i guess so" i smiled at his worry "Timmy you have nothing to be jealous of" he looked up at me smirking "tell me more"
i looked at him confused "what?" "Tell me why im better than him" he smirked , "well for starters he could never make me feel like how you make me feel" he smirked while holding my hips "and?" "And, he could never seduce me in french" i smirked at him whilst bringing his hips closer to me "and he could never fuck me like you can"
he moaned and grabbed me by my hands taking me to the nearest surface , the kitchen counter ..ofcourse "up" i jumped up and placed myself on the counter , lying down on the cold hard surface "oh rhe things you do to me y/n" he kissed my lips leading down to my neck "strip" i tore off my chlothes as quickly as i could "your turn" he smirked taking off his chlothes slowly "stop teasing timmy" he smiled and placed himself between my legs , he began to kiss my cleavage making love bites whilst muttering sweet french "please timmy" he began to lick my clit moving his tongue in fast motions "mmm faster" he held the thighs down and began licking faster whilst placing his long fingers in my entrance"fuck" he moaned causing vibrations , i held on to his hair as i came , he grabbed my chin kissing me whilst letting me taste myself "you taste delicious y/n" he smirked and pulled my hips towards his hips "are you ready my dear" i nodded my head .
He slid into me softly letting me adjust slightly before sliding back out and slamming into me hard"fuck - go faster please" he thrusted faster into me whilst holding my hips ,he threw his head back and moaned whilst thrusting deeper , the loud sultry moans of ours could be heard all around the apartment ,the once silent apartment was now filled with the sounds of elation and passion
I clawed his back with such intimacy we both moaned "im close Timothée" he locked eyes with me as he placed my legs on his shoulders "arrêtez" i moaned as he slammed deeper hitting every spot "i cant hold it timmy" he groaned at my whimpers "vous pouvez et vous" (you can and you will) he thrusted deeper finally letting loose "im gonna -" "cum for me sweetheart" the euphoria bubbled in my core and an aroma of pleasure roamed the air as we hit our highs together , he held me in his arms and we layed their happy and content "im sorry i didnt believe you y/n" i turned to him , afterglow radiating off my skin "its okay Timmy , i should of told you instead of assuming that you would be okay with it" he kissed my forehead rubbing my back softly.
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Timothée Chalamet Smut
Fanfic☆Smut of the French god himself ♡ All written by me <3