million dollar man

have to touch myself to pretend you're there

[timotheesparty]

you were like tall, tan, driving 'round the city flirting with these girls like you're so pretty (american -Lana del rey)

[timotheetea]

if this pic isn’t in your top 20 idk whats wrong with you

[clementinecyrilla]

2 and 9 when you get a chance babe

Numéro deux

I had been away for fashion week, since I was going to be walking on the runway, so Timmy and I had been FaceTiming every night when I get back to my hotel room. Tonight felt different, tonight I had missed the feeling of his bare chest on top of mine, as my nails dig into his back, and my legs wrapped around his waist. I missed his fingers rubbing my clit until an orgasm ripples across my body, from my thighs, to my belly, and onto his cock. I had just taken a shower, and was laying completely naked under the duvet on my bed. I FaceTimed him. It was late, not late enough for him to be asleep, but definitely late enough for him to be in our bed, waiting for me to ring him. He picked up on the first ring, he had probably been sitting on his phone already. As per usual when I’m not there to keep him company. “Hey there, super model.” He greeted me, a smile quickly forming on his lips. “Hey baby!” I said. I hadn’t taken my makeup off yet, I wanted to look nice in case things ended up getting more adult tonight. “Where’s your shirt?” He laughed, noticing that the bedsheets were pulled down to right above my boobs, he licked his lips at me. “I just took a shower, I’m not wearing one.” I told him, as I raised an eyebrow at him. “Oh?” He asks, “are you wearing anything under that blanket?” “No, sir.” I tell him, and I can see the little gears in his head start to turn, as he looks the camera up and down, before saying “I don’t believe you, show me.”I chuckled, he’s such a baby. But I gladly oblige. I slowly pull the blanket down, revealing everything above my hips. I could hear him take a deep breath, as he says “I love this view, princess. Wanna show me some more?”“Not until I get to see some of you too, sir.” I tell him, as I take my bottom lip between my teeth, and take a deep breath. He hastily pulls his shirt over his head, and throws it beside him on the bed. I can hear him fumbling to take his boxers off, too. He normally sleeps naked with me, but when I’m not there to keep him warm, he has to put on some clothes. From how it looks, he’s completely naked on top of our bedsheets. As I had pulled down mine to right below my thighs, spreading my legs, as I took one of my nipples in between my fingers, and started to tease my boobs for him. My camera was focused on my lips and chest, as I licked my lips and continued rubbing them for him. I could hear him inhale sharply, letting me know that he had started to get hard for me. “Touch yourself, princess. Let me see you.”I sat my phone next to me on the bed, the pile of sheets kept it propped up so it could see my whole upper half, along with the tops of my thighs. And I slowly slid my hand down, and started rubbing small circles against my clit. Making me inhale harshly, and I could hear him start to touch himself, too. His breathing got slightly heavier, and he was softly groaning my name. “God, Y/N, look at you.”I stuck two fingers inside of my wet push, and started softly pumping in and out, making me let out a quiet moan. I used my other hand to rub harshly against my clit, while my other hand was pushing more fingers inside of me. I could hear Timmy groanjng, and moaning my name. As he told me “God, you’re so hot, Y/N. I want to see you cum.”An orgasm was starting to ripple at the tops of my legs, I sped my fingers up as I let out a high pitches moan, telling him “Timmy, I’m gonna cum.”“Cum for me, princess. Show me how much you miss me.”It ripples into my belly, and a second layer, it squirted all over the bedsheets. It landed on the backs of my thighs, and I heard Timmy cry out “Oh god-fuck, Y/N. I could see his face wince in pleasure, letting me know that he had cum, too. We laid there, catching our breaths, before he said “I miss you so much, Y/N.”“I miss you too, Timmy. Just two more weeks, right?”He sighed. “Just two more weeks.”

[clementinecyrilla]

Numéro neuf

• These were his favorite, he absolutely loved making out with you. He’ll whisper against your lips how amazing your tongue is, as he digs his nails into your ass and lower back.

• His favorite position is when you two lay in bed, you on top, with one leg lifted up against his side while the other lays flat. He loves getting to pull you into him by your hips, while your fingers tug at his hair.

• He also loves being on top, he likes pinning you down onto the bed with his knees, and pulling you closer to him by your lower back.

• He would make out with you all day if you let him, if you two had the time. But for now, it could last for hours.

• He would grind his throbbing cock into you, as your fingers dig into his shoulders, and his were underneath your shirts, keeping your lower half close to him.

• He loves to do it while you’re working st home. Trying to write a script, or memorize one, he’ll just grab the back of your neck, and take your bottom lip in between his teeth, before you get so turned in by his touch that you push yourself closer to him and devour each others lips.

[cancerousjojian]

sex with timothée chalamet would include

you requested, i delivered. please enjoy!

warning: pretty nsfw. duh. 

sex with timmy boi would be so fucking sweet like???

he would love pampering you before during and after the event of the night

he would always want to make sure you’re comfortable

“are you okay? is this okay?” he would constantly be asking. of course he would never want to do anything that would hurt you!

you would tell him that you were fine and to stop worrying so much

you’d tell him if you were ever uncomfortable or vise versa

i don’t really feel like he would have a fave position, he would much more be about going with the flow and the mood of the atmosphere and whatnot

one of his weaknesses is when you say his name. it doesn’t usually get him flustered but the way it sounds when you’re below him almost makes him physically tremble

in his mind, you could do no wrong in the bedroom. he would often wonder to himself how exactly you learned how to do that one thing that never fails to push him to the edge every time

as far as quickies go, timothée would not be a fan. he loved to take his time with you and would never rush anything.

however, you gotta do what you gotta do. neither of you were opposed to a quick blowjob in his dressing room after a stressful day of press.

as far as initiating sex goes, it would be both your mutual responsibilities to do so, which you both did.

timothée wouldn’t be very loud during sex i feel like. he would mostly just whimper and groan softly, even give you small praises under his breath

he would also love love love to see you in lingerie. not only did he enjoy the sight of you in an intricate lace set, he also adored how confident and sexy it made you feel.

dirty talk would literally be his thing. he would know exactly what to say to get you Hot and Bothered™️

your thing, though, would be the photos you send him when he’s away. you would even go so far as to take a mental note of when he would be in an important meeting to send him the raciest of the pictures you took.

he would later call/text you something along the lines of, what the fuck were you thinking, teasing me like this? or hmm, just wait til i get home.

when the deed is done, timothée wouldn’t exactly fall asleep right away. he would be much more be into pillow talk and cuddling in the pale light of the bedroom. he would instead wait until you’re asleep before allowing himself to follow suit.