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Engagement for Two

Yo today was ROUGH like I was going THROUGH it but it was super funny so I’m chill

Pairing: Timothèe Chalamet x reader

Word count: Oh my god I ACTUALLY have the word count this time ⭐️3,318⭐️

Notes: Literally I don’t know where the need to write came from but zoo wee mama I did it Ps. I was looking through gifs of him and oOoOooOh my good he’s cute p.ps I HAVE TO EDIT THE WHOLE THING I ACCENTED THE WRONG E

⭐️Day 20: Oral sex⭐️

It wasn’t often the entire family was together, but after your sister had announced her engagement to her boyfriend Harry your mother threw together the best party she possibly could for her.

Harry arrived early the day of the party bringing five or six friends in tow to help set the place up. It was going to be at your parents house which had more than enough room for everything.

Harry was holding the ladder for you when another man walked over, his curly brown hair bouncing with every step. He stopped next to the ladder and leaned against it.

“Hey Harry, Molly needs you to go help in the kitchen real quick.”

“Oh- uh okay I guess? Hey Y/N I gotta go help Mols, will you be okay up there?”

You looked down at him, stopping putting up some balloons.

“I mean I should be? I’ve been on the ladder before…” You wearily looked at the rest of the wall you had to set up

“I can watch out for her!” Mr bouncy hair smiled and took Harry’s spot “Go on, don’t worry about us.”

You didn’t miss the look Harry gave him as he walked away. The man turned around to you and smiled, reaching up to hand you some more balloons.

“I’m Timothèe, Timmy for short. Mr. Chalamet if you want to be fancy” he winked and you rolled your eyes playfully, taking the balloons from him.

“I’m Mollys younger sister Y/N. Thanks for coming to help out”

“Oh I know who you are.” He said as he watched you tying balloons to the posts. “Molly talks about you”

You paused for a moment before you reached for another bundle

“All good things, all good things” He reassures you with frozen and you snort, reaching down for more. He smiles at you, his eyes shining brightly as he looks at you. He seems big on eye contact. Your cheeks feel flush as you grab the next bundle and you know he made sure you felt his fingers brush over yours.

You spend the next couple of hours setting up the party, and “Timmy” doesn’t leave you alone for more than a couple minutes to get whatever you ask of him or do something your mom wants. He does however talk your ear off. About anything and everything he’s got a story for it, you’re laughing about the time he and Harry got locked out of their apartment naked after a dare gone wrong when your sister walks over.

“Y/N! This is looking great!” She claps her hands together excitedly as she comes to stand next to you and Timmy. He’s got his hands on your hips, steadying you on a wheeled chair as you finish putting up a banner your mom made.

“And this is actually really dangerous are you almost done?” His voice is playful and light but you can hear the slight hesitancy in his tone. He’s definitely holding onto you tighter than he should be.

“I don’t know how many times I have to tell you, I’m perfectly fine up here” you turn in the chair to face him and he almost has a heart attack

“Okay nope you’re done no. Let me finish it.” He physically picks you up off the chair and sets you down on the floor, your mouth drops as he puts you to the side and gets on the chair real quick, putting the banner up and hopping down.

“All done!”

You stood next to Timmy, drink in hand. After your little chair debacle it was time to start actually getting ready. People were gonna be showing up soon. You leave Timothèe with Molly, who pulls him away whispering excitedly and go upstairs to your mom’s room where she has your dress all steamed and ready for you. You could have done it on your own honestly but she practically begged to do it. Ironing and steaming helps her calm down she claimed and you shrugged handing it over that morning. That probably explained why all the napkins and tablecloths were pressed so cleanly.

You looked in the mirror, and smoothed it out a bit. The green tulle compliments your dark skin nicely, the boning inside giving you a snatched waist. You do a little spin watching as it flows around you. There’s a knock at the door and your sister walks in

“Who you dressed for??” She puts her hands on her hips as she looks you over

“You literally bought me this dress for this specific party!”

“I know but I didn’t think I picked one that good damn girl! I have talent.” She fluffs the straps on your shoulders a bit and then turns to the mirror herself, checking over her white dress with puffy sleeves.

“So Harry and I already talked about the wedding party… obviously you’re my maid of honor. But Timotheè is his best man, so I really think you should get to know him y’all are gonna be spending a lot of time together.”

“If it’ll make you happy sure. He seems pretty interesting anyway and nice enough I guess”

“How nice?” She raises an eyebrow at you and you shove her towards the door while rolling your eyes.

“I swear to god if you start that-“

“I’m just saying! You leave the room together coming downstairs for the party “he’s really freaking cute okay” she whispers in your ear as she goes ahead of you. Harry is standing at the bottom of the stairs, his eyes are wide as he looks at your sister. They’re full of love and adoration and it makes your heart melt a bit. He reaches out for her and she wraps her arms around his neck putting her forehead against his.

You smile softly at them as you’re stopped in your tracks. Timmy is leaning against the banister, staring up at you. Your cheeks feel flush as he offers his hand, helping you down. He whistles and makes you do a little twirl for him.

“I swear you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever laid eyes on Y/N I’m gonna have to stay glued to your side to fight off the guys with a stick.”

You laugh as he grips your hand a bit tighter “Oh you think I’m joking? Mols tell your sister I’m serious. I’ll protect her.”

Molly and Harry give each other a look before she turns in his arms, he holds her by her waist.

“He’s way serious Y/N” Molly smirks as the four of you enter the party. Timmy puts his arm around your waist pulling you into him as your father makes a toast. Your heart begins to beat a bit faster as you all raise your glasses, cheering for the soon to be wed.

You talk with guests for a while, it’s a lot of people to handle at once. You have to introduce Timmy to all of them and he has absolutely no problem laying on the charm. He does however keep you by his side, he moves with you as if you were a couple yourselves. After introducing him to what seemed like the millionth person he takes your hand, leading you over to the bar and ordering you a nice frozen fruity cocktail. You’re really surprised he got your order right. Molly really had been talking about you… or more like informing.

“You know this is a really nice house.” He says as he sips his drink, watching the party around him.

“Thanks, lived here all my life.” You joke as you lean against the bar

“I’d like to see more of it… if you don’t mind. Your mother seemed very adamant I ask you to show me around.”

You rolled your eyes as you looked over at her. It was your sisters engagement party of course she’d want to try and pair you off as well

“How could I say no when she was offering such a pretty girl as my guide?” Your cheeks felt flush as you set your drink down on the bar.

“Come on I guess”

He grinned excitedly as he followed after you. Your parents really did have a beautiful house. It was large, your parents had worked their asses off to make sure you all had a good life. And it was a good life, there were ups and downs and the usual generational traumas… but they’d done the best with what they’d had and it turned out pretty okay in the end. Not to mention having four kids wasn’t easy in the least.

“My parents bought this house when houses didn’t cost six spleens and a lung.” You say as you lead him through the many rooms. A game room, a sitting room your mother’s sacred sewing room.

“What’s upstairs?” He smirks, backing up the stairs to the second floor.

“Bedrooms?” You answer suspiciously.

“Your bedroom? I’d love to see it! Let me guess which one it is!” He races up the stairs and you run after him.

“Timmy you can’t just-“ you get to the top of the stairs and he’s already gone. You groan when you notice your bedroom door is open. Of course he managed to find it that fast.

He’s standing in the middle of your room, his mouth wide open. It’s a bright two toned pink room. With large windows and a little bay seat. Your bookcases are floor to ceiling on one wall and your gaming corner is set up on the other. Lots of little trinkets and posters adorn the walls and a large mirror hands beside your closet doors.

Timothèe sits on your bed. “C’mere” he pats the soft pink blankets next to him and you raise a brow, coming to sit next to him.

“You know you have great taste?” He smiles as he lays back on your blankets. You look down at him as he nods, gesturing you to do the same. You lay back, eyeing him suspiciously.

“Thanks, I’ve been working on it for a while…” you look at the sparkly canopy over your bed, little stars trapped in the drapes.

“I bet those glow in the dark.” He nods at the stars and you get a bit excited.

“Actually- wait you have to see this!”

You get up and walk around, shutting all of your blackout curtains making sure they’re secure.

“Can you get the light?” You ask as you finish up the last one and he gets up from your bed, stepping around a fluffy pink ottoman and shuts them off.

Your room automatically starts glowing. The ceiling lights up with painted on glow in the dark stars, his mouth drops open as he looks over at your bed and the stars wrapped up in the drapes do in fact glow.

“Oh this is cool” he laughs as he spins around taking in everything “Even your shades glow??” He points to the blackout curtains behind you also covered in glow in the dark fabric paint.

You walk over to the bed and get back on it, holding out your hand.

“But wait! There’s more!” You laugh as he takes it, you pull him down and he looks up, the Milky Way is across your ceiling. You can only see it laying down in your bed. His mouth drops as he reaches up to it

“How did you do that”

“I saved up for months and commissioned a local artist I knew could do it”

“Helping small businesses too? Could you be anymore perfect?” He laughs to himself “I think Harry might have picked the wrong sister” he mumbles quietly as he stares at the ceiling.

You both lay there for a bit, just looking at the stars. You feel his pinky run over your fingers for a minute before he grabs your hand. You look over to him and he smiles, kissing your nose.

“You know your sister talks about you a lot?”

“Yeah you mentioned that earlier.” It’s like he’s constantly seeing into your soul whenever he looks at you. Eyes may be the window to the soul but apparently he just walks right in like they’re a couple of open doors.

He sits up. “Yeah… I know a lot about you I guess. Which okay that sounds a little Murdery ” you both laugh “but I just… I can’t get you out of my head. This doesn’t feel like the first time we’ve met you know?”

“Yeah I think I know…” you say quietly, sitting up next to him, your legs curled up.

“I uh-“ he laughs awkwardly. “I’ve been into you since your sister first showed me a picture of you.”

“Oh really? I couldn’t possibly tell” you laugh and he blushes, looking away from you.

“You think maybe you could give it a chance to like me…?”

Timmy leans over and kisses your cheek sweetly. You blush lightly, turning your head and giving him a real kiss. His eyes widen a bit and he kisses you back, putting his hand on your cheek he deepens the kiss and closes his eyes. He gently rubs your cheek with the pad of his thumb, you nip at his bottom lip and he opens his mouth for you, your tongues weaving together. He moans hotly and pushes you down onto the bed, pulling you against him.

“Yeah I think I can give you a chance”

You wrap your arms around his neck and he pulls you closer into him, groaning as you begin to run your hands down his chest, toying with the buttons on his shirt.

“Y/N” he asks breathlessly as he pulls away for a second. “C-can we… can I do something?”

Your cheeks heat up and you nod, his hands slide their way up your thigh and under your dress. He looks at you as he starts to pull at your panties.

“Can I taste you? Y/N?… I’ve dreamt about it and I just need to try and satisfy this craving I have for you…” His eyes pierce through you once again, his tongue darting out to wet his lips… lips that are so pink and pouty… and it had been a long while since you’d gotten that kind of attention.

You lift your hips and wiggle out of your panties, letting them drop to the side of your bed. You nod up at him and he looks ready to devour you. He kisses you almost aggressively and pulls away leaving you winded in the best way possible. He goes to the end of the bed and lifts your dress up, bunching it around your waist. He looks to you watching your eyes nervously dart to the partially open window.

“Why are you so nervous?” He chuckles as he reaches up, gently intertwining his fingers with yours. He rubs the back of your hand with his thumb and smiles. He’s staring into your eyes, he’s seated between your legs with your pretty cunt right in his face and he’s staring into your eyes.

“How about the fact that my entire family is just outside that window?”

“Y/N we’re on the second floor. They’re down and a little to the left actually.”

You hit his head with your thigh and he throws his head back laughing

“Relax sweet girl, they won’t hear you okay? If you get too loud I’ll tell you.” He lays his head on your thigh, dragging his thumb over your wet juicy lips causing your hips to buck up. He holds your hips down and smiles lazily.

“So fucking eager”

He lays properly between your thighs now, putting them over his shoulders carefully. He licks his lips slowly and his eyes light up, a burning fire in them.

“Hold on tight spider monkey”

You throw your head back, ugly laughing as you grab a handful of his hair and pull him closer to your clit

“Just shut up and fucking eat me Timothèe”

He laughs through his nose as he kisses your lips, making out with your soaked cunt. Your jaw drops slowly as you lay your head back. He pulls you closer burying his tongue deep inside you, letting out a deep moan as your juices flow over his tongue. He slurps messily as his tongue rolls around your clit sucking on it softly

“Fuck you taste as good as you look. God I knew you would the moment I saw you.” He lifts you higher by your hips and pulls you closer, licking a long stripe up your folds. You pull at his hair, your legs shaking as you moan, high pitched and breathy. He gives your leg a bit of a whack and you jump.

“Shhhh baby” he whispers against your heated cunt as he kisses it his eyes rolling in the back of his head. He closes his eyes for a minute almost like he’s savoring you as he dips his head back in, his nose against your clit while his tongue works you over. You tug at his hair as he drags his fingers through your juices, he pulls them away and you watch his fingers drip. He smirks up at you as he slides them inside you, they slip in embarrassingly easy and he begins to pump his fingers slowly in and out in time with the licks and light flicks of his tongue to your clit. He uses the tip of his tongue to toy with you, pressing down on your clit causing you to buck your hips against his mouth. He chuckles as you begin to fuck his face, grinding yourself against it and using him to get off. He moans lowly as his fingers start to go faster, your eyes widen as you see his hips grinding into the bed underneath him. His slutty little waist pushing down into the blankets as he tries to get whatever friction he can.

“I wanna see how pretty you look when you cum” he pants as he makes out with your pussy, your juices starting to drip down his chin as that coil inside you winds tighter and tighter. “Please Y/N? God-fuck please let me see you cum for me.”

Who knew Timmy could be such a good beggar? And he wasn’t even trying

Your legs pull together and he holds them back a bit as you cum, your back arches and you grind against his face as he fingers you faster. You cry out his name, your eyes shut tightly, tears sliding down your cheeks from having to fight to be quiet. Your body falls limp, your eyes blinking open softly just in time to watch Timothèe come undone on your sheets, he cums in his pants as he grinds roughly against the bed his head still buried in between your legs. You feel him panting against your fluttering cunt as he calms down. He weakly lays his head on your thigh and looks up at you.

“I’ll clean that up, I promise.”

You giggle as he drags his tired body up the bed and plops next to you, wrapping his arms around you and snuggling into your neck.

“You think they’d notice if we took a nap?”

“I think our phones have gone off at least seven times each and people are wondering where we are.” You smile and look at him, your hands lying over his.

“It’s fine Harry can handle things. I told him if we happened to wander off he needed to cover for us.”

“Timothèe Chalamet did you plan this?”

“Are you joking? I literally told you I’ve been into you since the very first time your sister showed us a picture of you. I’ve been flirting nonstop and glued to your side for the last 12 to 15 hours. Of course I planned this!”

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