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curtains ch. ii | ted lasso ✧˚ · .
Pairing: Ted Lasso x Fem!Reader
Summary: You just invited Ted back to your flat and things start getting interesting after a drink...
Warnings: SMUT, 18+ under the cut (minors dni), porn without plot?, oral (f receiving), protected sex (wrap it before you tap it), Ted aims to please
Word count: 1.6k
chapter 1
"Do you want to come in?" "We can have that drink if you want," he said, already making you forget how tired you were.
"Uh, yeah, yeah, we can."
"Great, come on." You grabbed his hand and opened the door. A flush of light pink sprawled across his cheeks.
Once inside, he could tell he had stepped into what he could only call the inside of your brain. Framed movie posters lined the entrance, along with a random open neon sign. It was a very random flat that he thought no one else could live in but you. None of the overhead lighting was on, only ambient lamps and signs were turned on to create a warm mixture of colors. He sat on your couch, bouncing on it.
"I’m just going to change real quick, and I’ll be right back."
"Take your time!" Ted looked around and picked up a small wooden bird, playing with it, his hands making it smaller than it seemed.
You walked back out with a pair of gray gym shorts, a huge graphic tee, and your fuzzy socks. “What are you doing?” you did in a deep loud voice. He jumped and dropped the miniature bird with a soft thud. “Jeez!” he choked out. You laughed as you walked over to your liquor counter, poured some whiskey, and cracked open a can of soda. "You want some in yours, Ted?"
"Oh no, thanks; I’ll just have it straight."
"Suit yourself," you said, handing the drink to the mustached man.
"Thank you, well, this flat is certainly you, I didn’t know you were such a fan of movies."
"Well, you never asked Ted," you said, taking a sip of your whiskey and coke.
An hour or so had passed, and you and Ted passed those hours laughing till your sides hurt and telling stories.
"So then there I was in the middle of the student store trying to buy a hoodie, and my phone started playing Anaconda at full blast," you say, laughing.
Ted chuckles and smiles at you, his eyes lingering on your lips a little longer than they should’ve.
"Oh god,” you check your phone, “It's so late, Ted, and I’m so sorry for keeping you here for this long," you apologize. This time your eyes linger over Ted’s lips, then his eyes that are almost glossy from the strong drink.
"No, it’s alright... I was actually going to…” He turns to you, you catch his head with both hands and pull him into a kiss. You don’t want him to leave; he’s surprised at first but then cradles your head. You pull away, your eyes wide from embarrassment.
"Oh my god, Ted, I am so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking."
He pulls you into another kiss with a finger on your chin, deepening it. You moaned into him, tasting the whiskey he had just finished, which left a bittersweet taste as it mixed with your soda from earlier.
"I knew you were staring at me in the office," You said, pulling away and touching your forehead on his. His hands around your waist, guiding you to his lap.
"I know I’m sorry sweetheart, you’re just so beautiful."
His hands started traveling up your shirt while you kissed his neck.
"You have no idea how many times I’ve wanted to kiss you in your office, ever since we met," he said, his voice trembling under your touch. He lifted you up from the couch and you began to unzip his puffer jacket. Soon enough there were clothes trailing from your couch to your room, your lips still attached to his and the two of you in your underwear.
“Please Ted…” you sighed as his lips traveled down your neck. You laid yourself on the edge of the bed as he explored every inch of your body, taking it in as delayed gratification. And god did you deserve it too. His hands stayed attached to your hip bones and traced the light green lace of your panties, taking every gentlemanly action of his to not hook his fingers through them and throw them off of you.
“Baby I really wanna mmh” he said as he made his way down your side. You sat up unclipping your bra followed by your underwear, you kissed him and laid back down. “Can I?” he said looking down. You never had a man go down on you before, but the whiskey gave you that boost of confidence.
“Yes- yeah- please.” you eagerly said. Ted got down and kneeled in front of the bed. Opening your legs by your knees and removing your hands. He started kissing from one knee until he got down to your soft inner thigh, his side of his face rough from not shaving in a few days followed by a tickle from his mustache. “Don’t hide from me baby, your body is perfect,” his voice got huskier than his normal peppy accent with the almost cartoony drawl that you adored.
You barely heard what he said as he followed it with licking up your folds, his nose burrowing itself into you, the newfound pleasure making you arch and your breath hitch. Ted held your legs down by putting them over his shoulders and wrapping his arms around your thighs. His hums filled the room followed by your soft pants that started growing louder.
“You can be louder than that honey, my neighbors are gone.” he said, you looked down taking a first glimpse of Ted’s once honey brown eyes now hungry dark brown and his lips and chin wet from you. You whimpered at the sight of him, you couldn’t tell if you got lightheaded from the alcohol or the way he groaned into you when you weaved your fingers into his hair tugging his brown locks. You pulled once more when you came close.
“Teddy I’m so close…so fuck-,” you said. He could feel you getting wetter, when he detached himself from you, moaning at the loss of contact.
He got up from his knees and you saw the tent forming in his gray boxer briefs, he was a lot bigger than you expected. “Do you um? Have anything- I mean..a condom?” he said. You opened a box that included a few foil packages and your tiny bullet vibrator. You grabbed the gold foil and passed one to him followed by a kiss.
“Don’t you worry darlin’, I’m gonna make you feel good.” he pulled down his underwear and rolled the condom down his cock. Watching him made you wriggle on the bed, deep down Ted loved the way he had you right now. He wanted to take a photo of you and save it for days he couldn’t be near you.
He knelt on the bed this time, pulling you toward him and lining himself into you. It took a second for you to get used to his size, Ted was stuck in a daze with how wet and warm you were around him. He hadn’t even bottomed out in you when you moaned his name, he swore he could’ve came from how pornographic you sounded to him. It was only when he was fully in you when you started to grind on him, begging him for more.
“Please T-Ted, oh god baby please fuck me,” you said as he began to rock his hips in and out. “Sweetheart, you’re so tight, f-fuck.” A string of profanities fell from his lips as fast as his hips snapped in and out of you. You ran your nails down his back making his grip that much tighter. “Just like that, ah- fuck Ted right there!” He watched you with your eyebrows knit together, eyes shut and mouth open with bliss, he brought his hand in between the two of you and circled your clit. A moan getting caught in your throat.
“Ted, I’m so- I’m so, so close!” you cried. “Fuck darlin’, I’m gonna-” he choked. A wave of pleasure went through you as his thrusts got deeper and you felt yourself dripping down your legs and holding Ted’s shoulders to keep yourself from going limp. His orgasm followed as he stilled in you and buried his head into your shoulder groaning, “Fuck fuck fuck, you’re so good, so good for me sweetheart.”
He rolled over next to you as you both caught your breath, the sight of his messy hair sticking to his forehead and his face having that pink tinge you saw earlier. Soon he got up to get a towel, cleaned you up and pulled your sheets over your body, kissing you and thanking you. “That was amazing, you’re really somethin’ else honey.” He said picking up his boxers from the ground and pulling them back up. You got sad for a second watching him pick up his clothes.
“Are you leaving?” you asked. “Oh, I mean I’m sure you don’t want me here-” “No” you cut him off. “Please? Stay?” you said. “You don’t mind?” he questioned. “Of course not Ted, come back to bed.” His gaze softened at you and walked back to the side of the bed, picking up your clothes along with his and placing them on a chair. He picked out his white undershirt and pulled it over his head and then handed you your shirt and underwear, like the gentleman he is. Pulling back the sheets, he settled into bed with you. Gazing at you with hearts in his eyes while you put your clothes back on too. “You’re so beautiful, gosh,” he said. Your face reddened as he pulled you in for a kiss to cap off the night. After that you started to drift off to sleep and could hear the quiet snores coming from the mustached man, after a while his arms snaked around your waist and he pulled you in, his head resting on your chest. You kissed his head and whispered, “Goodnight Teddy.”
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#ted lasso smut#ted lasso x reader#ted lasso fluff#ted lasso fic#ted lasso#jason sudeikis#tedlassosource#tedlassogif
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JASON SUDEIKIS as Jake in Sleeping with Other People (2015).
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me whenever i fail to practice kindness and compassion:
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curtains | ted lasso ✧˚ · .
Pairing: Ted Lasso x fem!reader
Summary: under the employment of one trent crimm at afc richmond, you are the second American hire and only female journalist at the club starting to make headlines following the head coach being the first.
Warnings: cursing
WC: 980
Author's note: This is really my first multi part fic so be gentle!
"Why does AFC Richmond keep hiring Americans when it is on the brink of relegation?"
Ted stares at the article in dismay and then looks at your desk from the window. He gets up and shuts down his laptop, making his way to your office. You hear his gentle knocking on the glass. your eyes brimmed with tears and your head in your hands as you reread the words "hiring Americans" and "relegation".
"Uhm, come in, Ted!" you say, blinking away your tears.
"I saw the email, I’m awful sorry about that," he said.
"No it’s fine; you know how the journalists are here, especially at The Sun."
"Yeah. So hot-headed," he joked
You giggled; it wasn’t even that funny, and you still laughed so hard. It’s probably the first time Ted got you to genuinely laugh since you started becoming an assistant to Trent (now independent), who wanted to get an American’s eyes and edits on his writing for his book about Ted Lasso. Ever since you got to Richmond, you have been reserved and quiet in the office you and Trent shared, which he rarely used. only there to follow him when he had questions about certain American mannerisms that he did not want to ask Ted or Beard about, not wanting to spoil details about said book.
"I’m glad to see you laughing again." It’s nice to have you around; I hope you know that." He winked at you and walked back to his desk.
He caught a glimpse of you smiling and being giddy, with your face turning a shade of pink. Ted didn’t realize he had stopped doing his work and started staring at you until Roy stood in the doorway and made it obvious.
"Put your fucking tongue back in your mouth, or I’ll tell her to get a curtain for that office, you freak."
You said a muffled, "Roy?"
"What?" He’s the only person he tolerates in the locker room office. People often thought the two of you looked related until you spoke. Your dark hair and eyes, and the fact that you both often wore black. You wore it just to be professional, but he did because he couldn’t stand being in color.
"Do you think I’m bringing down the club for being American?"
Dumbfounded, he replied, "Who the fuck said that?"
"The Sun?"
"And why the fuck would you listen to those fucking pricks?" They don’t fucking work anywhere near as hard as you do."
It’s true that although you were technically an assistant journalist for Trent, you took it upon yourself to do other things around the club for the team. often on coffee runs, helping Will, answering emails for Trent, or really anything you could keep yourself busy with. It didn’t help with your personal life, though; you overfilled your day so much that when you get home, you’re too exhausted to do anything else.
"Thanks Roy."
He grunted and left.
You finally clocked out and headed to your car when you caught Ted on his phone next to it.
"Oh, hey, Ted, what are you still doing here?"
"Listen, I was wondering if you wanted to have a drink or something."
"Ted, I would love to, trust me, but I’m just exhausted, and I’m seriously considering just sleeping in my car."
"I mean, heck, I could drive you home if you don’t mind."
You threw him your keys. Unlocking it, he opened the door, still forgetting that it wasn’t his side. Him still leaving the door open for you to get in and jogging to the other side.
"I’d have to say this is the most normal car in this parking lot; there are too many fast Italian ones here," he says as he drives out of the lot.
You scoffed, "You couldn’t make me buy one, I need a Subaru."
"I immediately could tell you weren’t from around here with this janky thing."
"Janky? Were you expecting me to pull in with a huge Ford F-150, Ted?"
"I would’ve liked you to, would make me feel right at home."
"No way you had one!" I wouldn’t have pegged you for a truck guy."
"Yep, a huge navy blue one, had a Kansas State Shockers sticker on the corner of the back window. That’s how I could tell which one was mine.” You could tell he was so happy that he could talk about the American college experience with someone other than a Beard.
"How long did you coach at WSU?"
"Five years took us all the way to the national championship."
You yawned in between words, "That’s amazing, Ted."
"God, I hope I’m not boring you," he laughed.
"You’re so mean! and you missed the turn, just take this left, and we can get into the parking garage."
"Ooh, a parking garage, that’s mighty fancy” he chirped.
"It’s what happens when you don’t spend $400k on a car."
You both pulled into your spots. Once you were parked, you gathered your things. "Here we are, home sweet home," Ted said enthusiastically.
"Actually, Ted, sorry, do you mind if you walk me to my flat? It’s just that it’s late and dark, so I-"
"No, yeah, of course, no need to apologize,” he said, closing the car door that was followed by two beeps echoing off the cement walls.
"Thanks, and thank you so much for bringing me home; you really didn’t have to."
"It was my pleasure, darlin'," he winked.
Surely you hadn’t heard him right. Darlin’? Was he flirting with you? You walked to the door and swiped your security card to get into your building. You turned to hold the door for Ted; you hadn’t noticed how much he towered over you. His six-foot stature made you question how you also hadn’t noticed his shoulders and strong arms. Were his eyes always that warm brown?
chapter 2
#ted lasso#ted lasso x reader#i had been wanting to write about ted's time at WSU so this was so real of me#ted lasso fic#ted lasso fluff#ted lasso smut#ted lasso reader#solitaszn
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for KUWTG, who's the best chef and who's most likely to burn the kitchen?
carl concurs: the risotto is to die for
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The gangs recent Google search history:
Bob: ‘where can I buy a Lego millennium falcon set’
Phoenix: ‘Lego millennium falcon ADULT instructions’
Coyote: ‘do I need to go to the er if I get a Lego stuck in my foot’
Fanboy: ‘where to buy matching Death Star Lego set’
Hangman: ‘can you superglue lego to someone’
(follow up) : ‘same day delivery superglue’
Rooster: ‘how to I get rid of a superglued lego’
Payback: ‘can you still put two 6 foot male adult naval pilots in time out’
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Danny Ramirez in the Top Gun: Maverick behind the scenes featurette
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smut hc with marc spector?
author's note: my mind went racing with this
he’ll tell you when he’s fronting so you feel better not having to deal with others coming in
“it’s okay baby, it’s me. it’s Marc”
he loves foreplay and you love feeling his breath going up and down as he kisses your neck
“i’ll take good care of you, let’s take these off”
his calloused but gentle hands take off your bottoms and he runs his hands over the smooth skin of your thighs
“i could live down here and thrive forever” he says as he kisses into the inner part of your thighs
he’s palming himself as he licks up and down your pussy
he sucks in a breath and chuckles a little bit “i gotta tell you baby you are the only person i want to worship in this world”
“and you could kill me if you keep doing it like that” you look at him through half lidded eyes and your brows knitted together in bliss
he worked his way around your clit and you snaked your fingers around his curls slightly tugging from the sensation.
his groans vibrated through you and pulled a moan from your lips
he pulled himself off of you and slid his boxers off
“oh my sweet baby, you look so helpless just begging for my cock”
“please Marc, i need you…all of you.”
you ached for him until he finally slid himself into you. feeling how your warmth enveloped him so tightly.
“god you’re such a good girl taking every inch of me, fuck”
“god M-Marc, use me”
you could hear the squelching sounds of your wetness surrounding him as he thrusted into you at an ungodly rate
you honestly couldn’t tell how many times you orgasmed and came back down until you were so overstimulated from his hand rubbing against your clit
Marc was well on his way too shuddering a few quick thrusts until he stuttered into a halt and groaned your name along with a string of curses
he slowly pulled out of you causing you both to moan at the empty feeling
standing next to your overstimulated body, you flipped over and onto your knees facing his cock glistening from being inside you along with his cum
“i want you to taste us…all of us”
#marc spector#moon knight#marc spector smut#marc spector x reader#marc spector x you#mr knight#steven grant#moon knight series
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