#timmyt

prompt: timothée sees you judging your body, and he does some things to help you see how beautiful you are

warning: smut, unprotected sex, cursing, loads of fluff

you haven’t been feeling yourself lately. you’ve been feeling like you aren’t pretty enough to be timothée’s girlfriend. you always felt like you had fat thighs, a fat stomach, and just a gross body in general. you were standing in the bathroom, your towel from your shower laid coiled on the floor. you stared at your bare body in the mirror, the foggy glass is close to being completely gone. your hands trail up the tops of your thighs to around your neck. slowly tracing every curve and bump you hate.

tears started to form in the corner of your eyes, you felt pathetic. you grab your hips and squeeze them, thinking about the girls you wish you looked like. you hear a growl coming from the bathroom door and you look over to see timothée standing in the doorway. you let out a squeak and pick up your towel and wrap it around you. you keep your head down and don’t say anything, causing a frown to form on his face. he slowly walks over and places his hands on your hips.

“hey baby look at me,” you hear him whisper, but your head refuses to move. “kitten c’mon,” you let out a whimper and look up at him. he looks into your eyes and notices the falling tears and blotchy cheeks. “Oh baby, you’re okay. what’s wrong my love,” he stares into your eyes and you can’t help but move yours to the randomly interesting floor. “m’not pretty enough for you T,” you whisper to the floor. his face keeps its pout and his hands grip your hips tighter. “babygirl,” he scolds, “you’re the most beautiful thing to live on this earth, and you will always be enough for me. because you’re my everything.”

you whimper and hide your face into his chest, his eyes getting sadder when he feels your tears on his chest. “cmon muffin follow me,” he grabs your hand and you follow him like a lost puppy to your bedroom. he stands you next to the bed, the back of your legs pressed to the sheets. “Take off the towel f’me,” his voice was smooth like honey and you couldn’t help but blush but shake your head silently. “kitten i told you do something, please do it for me,” you sigh softly and pull off your towel. timothée takes it from your hands and tosses it on the floor.

his eyes start to roam your body slowly, and you can’t help but cover yourself. “Babygirl no, no covering,” he snatches your hands and pullls them to his waist. he leans down and kisses you on the lips sweetly, his lips are soft and warm. his hands travel from your sides to your cheek. “You’re so pretty lovie, so gorgeous,” after his compliment his tongue slips into your mouth. you let out a whine as it slides against yours. his hands travel to your tits, his fingers softly pinch your nipple causing a moan to come out of your mouth.

he pushes you softly and you fall back onto the bed, a giggle escapes your lips that soon turn to a smile. “there’s that pretty smile I love,” timothée speaks softly into your ear as he crawls on top of you. your head softly sits on the pillow and his body lays between your legs. he drags his lips from your neck to your breasts. his mouth sweetly attacks the skin, leaving dark love bites. his mouth attaches to your nipple making you let out a sweet purr and a grind of your hips against his. he comes of your nipple with a pop and looks into your eyes. his hands knead your tits, “you have gorgeous breasts my love,” he kisses each one again.

his lips trace over your tummy, and his teeth softly sinks into the plush skin. “such a pretty tummy, so perfect,” you whine and grind against him again. his hands slowly come to a hault on your thighs and his mouth comes to down to place a kiss on your clit. you let out a mix of a squeak and giggle at the feeling and you see him grin between your legs. he trails his teeth across your thighs and leaves hickies, but quickly licks over the skin after. “my pretty girl looks so lovely spread out for me,” timothée groans as you blush and smile, he can’t handle your beauty and cuteness.

he looks into your eyes for consent and you throw him a nod, which makes him look down at your pink pussy. he licks a stripe up your folds and you whine loudly. your hands go to his hair and you grip it, the feeling of his tongue on you was absolutely breathtaking. “you like that beautiful?” he questions softly as he buries his face back into your cunt. he sucks on your clit causing you to squeal and buck your hips against his face. he growls and continues to lick at your sweetness. you tug his hair and pull his head up, a desperate look on your face, “please put your cock in me T”. timothée smiles and moves up your body, his hands trace your skin. you tug his shorts down and he helps you by stepping out of them. he throws them across the room and places his hand on your jaw.

he rubs his thumb on your lip lovingly, his eyes meet yours, “you’re a fucking goddess”. you let out a loud moan as his cock slips into you unexpectedly. his hands grip your hips as he starts to thrust slowly into your cunt. you moan and pull him down to kiss you, not minding the taste of you on his lips. “please go harder bub,” you whimper and beg, he grins and kisses your cheek. his thrusts start to speed up and your hands grip onto his shoulders for support. his thrusts repeadily hit your g-spot, he definitely knew your body like the back of his hand. “you’re taking it so well pretty girl,” he purrs into her ear, her legs shake at the feeling of his thrusts.

you start to feel a knot in your stomach and your back arches, “im close honey”. he hears your whimper and sucks on your nipple, his thrusts getting deeper and faster. his left hand sneaks down and rubs your clit, you whine and moan, the pleasure was incredible. “im gonna cum timothée,” you mewl loudly. he rubs faster, “cmon beautiful, lemme see your pretty face when you cum,” his words make you whine and thrash your head around. he feels you squeezing around him and he whispers into your ear, he whimpers, “you’re everything to me”. you moan and cum all over his cock. your back arches and you try to catch your breath. timotheée continues to thrust into you until he feels his release coming.