Here for Timothée

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A day of this could fix me

[chalamet-chalamet]

“What’s up y’all? First trailer for ‘Wonka’ just came out. Go check it out. We worked really hard on it and….see you at the factory!”

Twitter credit to whore4horse

[ziggymars]

Sex and Candy 18+

Pairings: Timothée Chalamet x Reader

Summary: Timmy has a plan to get you on your knees. A plan that involves great news.

Warnings: smuttttt, fingering, oral both receiving, leg riding, unprotected sex, cum swallowing, daddy kink kind of. this is naughty okay.

Word Count: 3.1k+

Authors Note: sorry this took so long my weekend was kind of crazy. Had four of my parents friends over so I had to entertain all weekend and I recouped most of yesterday. Tried to post this last night but tumblr hates me. I hope you enjoy despite how long this took me. Love you guys. Gif not mine. Title from Marcys playground

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You were sat at your kitchen counter, typing something for work on your laptop when Timothée came home, you immediately stopped your typing when you heard the door unlock and he stepped in. “Hello, my darling!” He called out for you, tugging off his denim jacket. “I have excellent news!”

“In here, babe!” You called back for him and soon he found you. Timothée placed his jacket on the counter and strode over to you, arms immediately wrapping around your waist. His chest pressed against your back and his chin rested on your shoulder, eyes looking to what you were working on. It was suddenly the least of your concerns.

“Welcome home.” You craned your neck to look at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “What’s your news, sunshine?”

He smiled wide at the nickname and returned the kiss, this time on your lips. It was short and sickeningly sweet. “It’s big, it’s huge.” Timothée beamed, standing up straight. He placed his hands on your shoulders, rubbing them gently.

“I know it is.” You laughed and he rolled his eyes as you wiggled your eyebrows at him. “Just tell me!”

“No. You have to guess!” He laughed, the beautiful sound filled the room and made your stomach do a flip. “It’ll be fun, I promise. If you guess right, there’s a prize involved.” Timothée winked.

It was more so a gift for him, but he knew that you would enjoy it too.

“Okay fine, you’re lucky you’re so cute.” You chuckled and pinched his cheeks lightly where they were upturned in a wide smile.

Timothée pretended to be offended but he leaned into your touch, regardless. He always missed you when he had to be away for the day, he didn’t even like to think about the times you had to spend months apart. “Do I at least get a hint?” You pouted, pulling him out of his thoughts of you and how happy he was to be home.

“Of course you get a hint, I actually just picked it up.” You now noticed the bag in his hands and your curiosity was piqued. It as a paper bag and it had the words ‘the Sweet Shop’ in gold writing. He started to pull out the contents. Four different takeout containers and two chocolate bars. You raised your eyebrows at him.

“I don’t get it.” You stared at the containers before you with a baffled expression on your face.

He thought the look on your face was adorable but he had to tell you “Just open one.”

You did as he instructed, popping open the first white and red package. It was filled to the brim with peach rings. “Something to do with peaches? James and the giant peach?”

The guess made him laugh, he simply shook his head ‘no’. “Call me by your name, a sequel?”

He laughed again and shook his head, “No, open another one.” You said nothing and once more we’re doing as he instructed, popping open a second container. Filled with assorted hard candies of all different shapes and sizes.

“Another candyman movie and you’re the lead detective?” You mused, plucking one of the candies from its place in the container. You unwrapped it and placed it on your tongue before it disappeared into your mouth. Timothée’s eyes stared at your lips the entire time, wishing you would just guess correctly so he could show you what was hidden in his jacket over far side of the counter.

“No, one more guess.” he sighed softly “Hint, you were closer with the Roald Dahl than any of the other tries.” His eyebrows raised at you, knowing this would be the one that would make the lightbulb click on in your mind.

“Willy Wonka!” You gasped and your hand shot to your mouth for a brief moment, staring at him in disbelief when he nodded his head, curls bouncing slightly. “You’re going to be Wonka! That’s awesome, honey! I feel so stupid for not guessing that first.” You shut your laptop and turned to him, grinning. “So proud of you.”

“Thank you, baby.” He cooed, reaching forward to tug at your sleeve. “Come here and give me another kiss, I think I deserve one, hm?” You couldn’t resist the proposition so you stood from your chair and leaned forward to press your lips firmly against his. Timothée was happy you complied, smiling against your lips. His hands found there way to your face, cupping it in his hands as he groaned into your mouth. You pulled him closer by the hem of his trousers and then pulled away. He grumbled at the loss of your lips and gently pulled you up closer by your chin, trying to get another one. You couldn’t resist that either and gave him another kiss. Just one.

“What’s my prize?” You questioned, looking up at him. It was an innocent question but it made his eyes darken. “Good girls who guess correctly get a reward, right?”

“Oh yeah, I forgot about that… hm,” he lied “Good girls do get rewards, you’re correct.” Timothée pulled away from you and made his way to the counter and pulled a small bottle of chocolate syrup from the pocket. A confused look braced your features once again. He smirked.

“Chocolate syrup?” You asked. He nodded and stepped back over to you, setting it on the counter beside the both of you.

“Yeah, baby. Chocolate syrup.” Timothée took a step forward to run a finger up your side gently, and up to your shoulder and finally to your neck where he pushed a piece of hair away from your skin. Timothée dipped his head down to press a wet kiss to your neck, suckling gently on the skin. He whispered, hot breath fanning over your flesh, making you shiver. “Lots of fun things we can do with chocolate syrup.”

“Timothée, you pervert.” You drawled out his name with a whine and it sent blood rushing to his cock. He tried his best to not show how much it affected him.

“Oh, you love it though. Don’t you?” He teased you, nipping down gently against your skin. You didn’t respond, you couldn’t. You just shook your head and it made him chuckle. The fact that you couldn’t respond with words was just proof that you really did love it.

“Oh really?” He played back, now running one of his hands back down your side until his fingers were dipping into the hem of your panties and sliding underneath to run along your already slick folds. He rubbed his finger against your clit just barely, pulling another whine from you. “Then why is it that you’re so wet for me already? You’re a pervert too.” He tsked, finger applying more pressure to the bundle of nerves. Your hips bucked upwards into the sensation.

“I can’t help it.” You whined “You make me this way.”

“What way?” When you didn’t respond again he pulled his hand away from your heat. You groaned and tried to push your hips up into his touch. “Tell me.”

“You make me this wet.” You keened, reaching for his hand to pull it back to your cunt. “You know this, please don’t make me beg.”

“Oh but you sound so pretty when you beg.” Timothée murmured, allowing his hand to be pulled where ever you wanted it to go. “What do you want, hm?” One finger was now circling around your entrance.

“Please, Timothée, please.” Your voice was almost a cry as you begged for what you knew he would always give you. “Fingers, please. I want your fingers. Please.” Tears pricked in your eyes.

“Only because you asked so nicely.” He cooed, gently pushing you back in the direction of the stool where you gladly took a seat right at the edge. Timothée kept his finger just dragging alongside your clit before he finally was pushing the digit into your heat. A long mewl came from your lips and he smirked at the sound, using his freehand to push your thighs further apart. His eyes widened at the lewd sight in front of him, your legs spread for him, arousal nearly dripping already as he pumped a finger inside of you. He groaned your name “fuck, want to taste you.” You were always his favorite flavor of sweet, and now he really couldn’t resist.

Timothée shuffled onto his knees in front of the stool and leaned forward to gather some of your juices with his tongue. You whimpered, hips rolling closer to his face. “Please, more.” You begged again, his finger complied and moved faster inside of you, he was feeling gracious and added another one beside it. “Oh, thank you.” You sighed out in pleasure, head threatening to fall back as you tangled a hand into his hair.

He didn’t speak back as he was too focused on gliding his tongue along your wet heat and his fingers focused on pumping inside of you.

The sounds of his fingers and his tongue was almost enough to push you over the edge. You rocked your hips against his fingers as you finally looked down at him. Only to see just his curls, nose pressed to your mound as his eyes focused up on you. When you seen his eyes, you moaned out “Please, please, don’t stop. Going to cum.” Your voice was barely there but he heard it. He grunted quietly against your cunt and his fingers curled to hit your sweet spot and you cried out every time the pad of the long digits brushed against it. It only took a few more strokes of his fingers before you were cumming around his hand. Your walls clenched around him and he swore if it were any more pressure, his fingers would’ve broke. Your eyes never moved from him as he pulled them out and slipped them into his mouth, sighing at the taste. When he had cleaned them off he was reattaching his mouth around your cunt and he was lapping up what he had missed.

“Fuck, you taste so good.” He groaned and stood from where he was sat on the floor, erection in his pants definitely obvious now. “Now, it’s your turn to taste something sweet.” The words sent another shiver through your body and you nodded quickly.

You knew what he meant and you attempted to stand up so you could return the favor. Your legs were wobbly and he noticed so he reached out his hand for you to take. You gladly accepted his help, taking his hand as you sunk to your knees now, hand coming up to palm him through his jeans. “Off.” You mumbled, tugging at his belt.

“So excited to have this cock in your mouth that you really need daddy’s help with his pants?” His words were thick with lust and you swallowed, nodding quickly. That was all he needed. He helped you with the belt and you popped the button open on his jeans. You tugged on the denim to watch it slide down his legs and you were immediately running your hands up his smooth, milky thighs. “You’re so good for me.” He breathed.

You reached to the hem of his boxers as he reached for the bottle of chocolate syrup that you had almost all but forgotten. You pulled his boxers down to his ankles and took his cock in your hands, leaning forward to press a kiss to the head of it. Timothée popped open the cap of the syrup bottle and you watched in awe as he poured some over the length of his cock. Your eyes glued to a trail of chocolate that threatened to spill from his cock and to the floor. You put yourself between the two, holding your tongue out underneath so the chocolate could gather on your tongue instead of on the clean floor. His eyes watched the entire thing, growing almost impossibly hard as your mouth widened for the sugary concoction.

His hips bucked forward but only a little bit so he didn’t make a mess, silently begging you to touch him. You were happy to do so and leaned forward to lick a long stripe underneath his cock, cleaning the chocolate that had gathered there. You hummed in satisfaction before running your tongue along the side. “Oh fuck.” He groaned, one hand making its way to your hair. The other hand moved to rest on your cheek, thumb running over your skin. “You look so fucking pretty down there, cleaning off daddy’s cock.”

You smiled up at him as you did the same to the opposite side, tongue ghosting over a vein in the process. Timothée nearly melted into the floor.

“Have some more, baby.” He cooed.

You didn’t need to be told that twice, your hand steadied itself against his hip and you leaned forward to finally wrap your lips around the tip, tongue swishing around, tasting chocolate and his sour pre-cum. The taste was heavenly and it made your stomach twist into knots again. You tried to ignore the fact that you were getting so wet again, just from having his cock in your mouth. You were able to hide this for a while as you took more of him into your mouth, chocolate gathering on your lips as you hollowed out your cheeks, suckling around him. Timothée grunted and his hand tugged at pieces of your hair, hips stirring.

Your thighs rubbed together in need and he noticed this, smirk growing wide. He leaned back against the counter and stepped one leg forward on the hardwood, foot pushing to spread your thighs apart. Your eyes shot open to look up at him, moving from their spot of gazing at his beautiful flesh. You whined at the feeling of the air in between your thighs, rubbing them together felt much better. You were about to pull his cock out of your mouth to protest but he rutted his hips forward at the same time, so you were almost swallowing his whole cock. Timothée wasn’t going to deprive you, however. He stepped his leg once more, closer to you and his calf rubbed against your swollen and needy clit. Your hips immediately rolled forward, pressing yourself closer to him. He chuckled, almost darkly. “You’re so cute. So needy for me that you’ll take absolutely anything that I give you.”

You couldn’t respond, you just moaned around his cock, hips desperately rolling against his leg. Your eyes fluttered closed, feeling content with him in your mouth and your clit against his skin. “You look so filthy right now. Sucking on my cock, so desperate for my touch that you’ll fuck yourself on my leg.” His voice was shaky and his grip on your hair tightened.

You moaned around his cock and it turned into a choke, mouth full of saliva. He watched intently as you pulled away slowly, a trail of drool dripping to the floor that you tried so hard to keep pristine. Timothée panted your name over and over and pushed his hips forward to ask for more. You ignored him for a moment, mouthing at his cock, slurping up some of the thick layers of saliva that had coated him. Your hips stopped rocking and you gazed up at him, eyes wide and pleading. “Please, please, fuck me. I can’t take this anymore.”

“Thought you’d never ask, angel.” His voice was softer now and he held a hand down for you to take “C’mere.” He helped you up to your feet and he turned you around, pushing your shoulders forward so you were bent over the stool.

“Hmm, please” you murmured, hips wiggling onto nothing, silently begging. Timothée didn’t waste any time as he gripped your hips and rubbed the head of his cock over your entrance, all at once pushing inside of you. “Oh, fuck!” You cried out, bracing yourself on the stool as he already was dragging his cock into your warm heat and back out.

“Sorry, I couldn’t wait any longer.” He groaned, leaning down to press a kiss to the back of your shoulder “You have no idea how fucking hot you looked down there.”

“Guess I’ll have to be doing that m-more often.” You were barely able to speak, your voice a whimper. “As much as I love this cock.”

“Oh, yeah?” Timothée mused, voice high and strained. “You love it?” His hips snapped forward at a quicker pace, turned on by your praises.

“Yeah, daddy, I love it.” You whimpered, attempting to push your hips higher, up on your tippy toes. He helped you, hands underneath your hips as he pushed them up forward. You cried out at the feeling of him reaching deeper inside of you. You were both a moaning mess by now, the entire apartment filled with indecent squelching noises and skin against skin.

“Fuck you’re so hot,” he grunted, moving a finger to rub circles against your slippery clit, walls clenching around him “you’re going to make daddy cum.”

Your next words surprised him and he wasn’t sure if he could keep it in after that “I want to swallow it, daddy. Please.”

“Oh fuck, now. Now.” The sound of you desperate to have him spill down your throat was enough to send him over the edge. Timothée quickly pulled out and you scrambled back to your knees where you opened your mouth wide for him, tongue spreading out to catch his seed. He was immediately jerking his cock, only a couple of times before thick ropes shot onto your tongue and down your throat, some missing and hitting your flushed lips. He couldn’t take his eyes off the sight and a final wave of pleasure ran through him. Timothée wished he could take a picture to save that image forever.

You swallowed like always and then your tongue came back out to show him that you had consumed it all. He smiled lovingly at you, very pleased. “Such a good girl for me. Thank you.”

“Thank you.” You whispered back, leaning into his touch when his fingers reached out to run along the side of your face.

“I love you, now let’s go get you cleaned up, hm?” His voice was soft and loving now, it made you smile wide.

“I love you too.” You allowed yourself to be pulled up by the hand he extended to you. Your legs were shaking and your arms were immediately wrapping around him when you got to your feet. You buried your face into his chest.

After the two of you took a shower, you cuddled for the rest of the night and had a Willy Wonka marathon, champagne shared from a big mug. You were both sure, this was the best celebration he could have had.

[misswestfall]

Just wow. This is one of the hottest fics I've ever laid my eyes on. 🔥

[misswestfall]

Wonka day! Time to repost one of my all time favourite Timmy smuts 🍬🍭🍫

[chalamet-chalamet]

Love this! (IG credit to drewbartkus) ✨

[chalamet-chalamet]

Can’t believe this was a year ago!

[misswestfall]

One of my favourites 😍

[beardedmrbean]

[formerlychalamet]

This is the funniest thing I’ve seen in my life tbh.

[misswestfall]

LMFAO 🤣🤣🤣

[peachymetimmy]

New muscles 💪🏻

[misswestfall]

Perfection 🤩

[mariannapapageorgiou]

“History of Other Touches” Marianna Papageorgiou, 2016 HISTORY OF OTHER TOUCHES | DIARY

[misswestfall]

Timothée Chalamet is so boyfriend 💖

[new-sandrafilter]

Entertainment Tonight

Timothée Chalamet's got the moves! Over the weekend, the actor and his 'Dune 2' co-star, Zendaya, attended her assistant, Darnell Appling’s, 'Freaknik'-themed birthday party.

[softhecreator]

UHMMM OKAY STRIKE ME THE FUCK DOWN

he’s the prettiest man to exist✨

[misswestfall]

Breathtaking 🔥💯

[sinnetsins]

more tim for bleu de chanel, @chanelofficial

i genuinely can’t breathe

[peachymetimmy]

Timothée Chalamet at the Lakers vs Warriors game last night!

[sufferingstarlight]

can I request something really fluffy and then smutty about a movie night with Timmy?? he posted that picture and you can see the bears on his pants 🥺 but also wanting to jump his bones 24/7

Jump His Bones

Info - cuddly Timmy in the bear Pj pants, needy Timmy, kinda soft dom, praise kink, unprotected sex, choking

I had gotten everything ready. It’d been so long since I’d had a movie day with my boy. He didn’t like watching movies with me admittedly. I liked to make commentary and ask questions that had no answers. I made jokes and sarcastic comments. Timothée wanted to be absorbed into the world. He wanted to count every scene change, study every character, and notice every small thing. So it when it was my movie night, Timothée prepared himself accordingly.

“Ready Mon amour,” called Timmy. I turned around and my mouth opened. He was wearing a thin but baggy white shirt and pajama pants with teddy bears on them. He looked adorable. He looked fuckable.

“What movie are we watching tonight?” He asked and stretched. He had to be doing this on purpose. A sliver of stomach showed and I gulped.

“O-okay, we’re watching The Man in the Iron Mask,” I stuttered.

“Sounds good,” he shrugged and fell back into the couch. I put on the movie and sat stiffly. Why was all it took this man to do was wear cute pajama pants?

“You’re awfully quiet,” he purred.

“Just watching, you need the information to understand,” I said quietly.

“I don’t know, this isn’t like you at all,” he said softly. “Could it be you’re..…distracted,” the last word was said as a whisper in my ear and I nearly jumped five feet in the air.

“Come here darling,” said Timothée and pulled me onto his lap. I still couldn’t let myself relax.

As I watched the movie Timothée began To kiss up and down my neck. His breath was hot. His tongue prodded my skin. I took a shaky breath. His hands were on my hips and he was nipping at my ear lobe.

“You want me don’t you?” He cooed.

“Wh-what? No! I’m perfectly fine watching the movie,” I lied. I could feel his semi hard on under my ass. This pajama pants really were cute. He really was hot and his dick was big, but if I gave in when was the next movie night I’d get?

“Liar,” he chuckled and lightly bit my neck. His hands traveled up my shirt to squeeze my breast. I squeaked.

“Baby, come on please,” he said. I loved how dominating and teasing he was, yet he never let me wonder if he was desiring me. He always made it clear how desperately he wanted me.

“If I let you,” I whined. “Who knows when I’ll get another chance to watch a movie with you. You hate watching movies with me.”

“I’ll watch a million movies with you if I can be inside you,” he moaned into my neck. He rutted his boner upwards and I whimpered.

“O-okay,” I gasped. He’d pushed me too far.

“Oh baby,” he said and made me stand up. I heard elastic and rubbed my thighs together. He pulled down my PJs now.

“Feel free to continue to watch,” he offered.

“I hope I don’t,” he yanked me down onto his cock. “Distract you.”

I sucked in a needy breath. He spread my legs and lifted me up slightly. He thrusted up into me. I was panting. The way he let me do no work, and used me for his pleasure, it was so tantalizing.

“Wow, you’re so perfect,” he moaned as he fucked me. He went so deep. My fingers crept toward my clit.

“Oh Timothée,” I gasped needily.

“I thought you were watching your movie,” Timothée tittered.

“I, fuck, I am,” I said, fighting urge to lay back against him and bask in the pleasure. He chuckled into my neck. He was always a mix of cocky and praising.

“Oh, fuck Timmy,” I moaned under my breath.

“Wow, fuck you’re so perfect. You take me so well,” he said in a strained voice. I didn’t know how he didn’t tire of holding me up and impaling me over and over again.

“I-I treat you right?” I asked.

“So right, my cock has never felt so good. It’s like you were made for me, made for my cock to fit perfectly in that gorgeous pussy,” he praised me. I ripped his hands off me. I began to bounced and he sighed with desperate relief.

“Oh, oh, oh!” I cried out.

“Thought you were focused, fuck, fuck, fuck, on the movie,” he spluttered.

“Well now I’m focused on jumping your bones,” I gasped, and rode him for all I was worth.

“You really know how to ride a cock,” he praised.

“Timothée you're so deep,” I whined.

“You’re really good at this, ha! Ahhh!” He cried as I switched up the direction of my hips.

“Yes, all for you,” I babbled. “All for you and your monster cock.”

“You’re so damn tight! Holy shit! You gonna take my cum like a good girl? You gonna take my cum?” He demanded of me. His hand crept up to my throat and he squeezed while I bounced.

“IT FEELS SO GOOD!” I wailed and my orgasm unexpectedly overwhelmed me. I was shaking as I slammed down on his cock.

“I bet it does baby girl, damn,” he purred and suddenly his semen was pouring into me. Rope after rope as he nuzzled his face into my hair and he choked me. I was dizzy as I fell back against him.

I was cum filled, sweaty, and worn out. His cock was still in me, but dribbles of cum came leaking out of me. Timothee massaged my breasts while watching the trickle avidly.

“Thanks for jumping my bones,” he whispered with a smirk.

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[softhecreator]

OMFG🥵🔥

[chalamet-chalamet]

Timothée filming a commercial in NYC on April 22, 2023. ✨

IG credit to holycolorfulpig

[sufferingstarlight]

Havennn these pics and fics are making me into a literal waterfall 💦🥵

Against the Window

Info - cocky Timmy, praise kink, exhibition kink, people seeing you naked and being fucked, sassy reader, not wearing panties, needy reader, needy sex, tweaking nipple, Timothée winking at fan while he’s fucking you, kinda dom Timmy, whipped Timmy, ass smack, Timothée knowing he’s big, unprotected sex, being filmed having sex

I was so wet, wetter than I’d ever been I’d like to think, but I said that every time. He was so sexy and famous and everything. I felt like a fan girl again.

“It was a great shoot,” Timothée smiled, and clapped hands with the famous director. I squirmed. Finally, he was coming over to me.

“Oh, you have the look,” he smirked.

“Shut up,” I said angrily.

“You want it bad don’t you. You want your boyfriend’s big cock inside you?”

“You’re an asshole,” I snapped.

“Mmmm, I want you up against the window, my fans are down there princess, wouldn’t you love me to show you off?” He cooed. I paused, he knew how big my exhibition kink was.

“You’d do that?” I asked.

“You know I’d do anything for you,” he said and kissed my neck. I sucked in a breath.

“Walk through fire,” he said and tweaked my nipple. I moaned.

“Crawl over glass,” he listed and pushed his knee between my legs and I locked my hands behind his neck.

“Timothée,” I whined. He walked me back until I hit the window.

“Swim an ocean,” he purred and began to unbutton my shirt.

“And fuck you against a huge window,” he said once my shirt was completely undone. I shrugged it off my shoulders. He made quick work of my bra. He hooked a long finger in my pencil skirt and pulled down.

“Fuuuuuck, you’re not wearing panties,” he moaned.

“I was prepared for this to make me wild,” I said. He unzipped his pants. He pulled his massive cock out. He snapped his hips forward and sheathed himself inside me.

“Ohhhh,” I moaned. He braced one hand on the window, and the other gripped my hip.

“My pretty girl, so wet for me,” he said as he slammed into me. His thrusts were so powerful and deep.

“Timmy, feels so good. It always feels so good,” I whined.

“You’re such a good girl f’me. You like me jamming my cock in that perfect pussy?” He asked me.

“Yes, yes, your balls slapping me and my ass bashing against the glass of the window,” I gritted out.

“You like my big cock baby? You love how I stretch you, and don’t lie or insult me,” he ordered.

“Yes!” I wailed. “THIS FEELS TOO GOOD!”

“That’s my perfect girl, screaming for me. If people are still in the building I hope they heard,” he chuckled darkly.

“Need to be closer with you. I want to melt into you, that is how badly I want you,” I cried out.

“How would we go about that sexy?” He asked. I lifted a leg and wrapped it around his waist. He got the idea. I jumped and his hands gripped my ass.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I whimpered as I listened to the wet sounds of him fucking deep inside me.

“You’re so good! Your pussy feels so good. You’re so fucking tight Mon amour,” he moaned.

“I love you! Love your cock!” I said arching into his my breasts were flush against his chest.

“You’re my perfect princess,” he gasped.

“Are…is anyone watching?” I asked. He chuckled darkly and looked over my shoulder.

“Ohhh, yes they are. Several fans look shocked, and some are filming. Your gorgeous body will be the talk of the town.”

“Oh! Oh! I’m close!” I wailed. Timothée smacked my ass hard and winked at someone outside.

“M’gonna come!” I gasped and my body exploded with pleasure. I was screaming and writhing on his cock.

“I’m gonna fucking cum!” He roared and his cum began to shoot inside me. He was panting and sweating as he fucked his cum deep inside me.

“Oh Timmy!” I gasped. “That was so hot,” I said and kissed him over and over as he grinned.

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[chalamet-chalamet]

He keeps unlocking new levels of sexy 🔥🔥🔥

[misswestfall]

💯🥵

[chalamet-chalamet]

Timothée Chalamet filming a commercial with Martin Scorsese in NYC today (April 19, 2023).

Twitter credit to tchalametupdate

[misswestfall]

Breathtakingly beautiful 💯