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my-soupy-brain · 9 months

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ted let me play with your chest hair,,,!!! unbutton your shirts halfway!!!!! I’m feral for the chest hair

Oh god, me too. I'm absolutely rabid for that chest and tummy. I can't handle it. I CANNOT HANDLE IT. So let's see just how insane I go while writing this. If it turns into gibberish, you'll know it broke me, lol Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warnings: Oh, probably smut. Going in blind.

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When you lay in bed with Ted, snuggled up after a long day, you can't help when your hand drifts to the v-neck of his t-shirt and runs under the seam.

Along his collarbone, against his chest hair.

The first time you did it, he giggled at how it felt. He wasn't used to someone liking that. You purred in his ear.

Now when you do it, he doesn't giggle but he's still amazed by it. He knows when you do that, that you're feeling amorous.

...

A few weeks later you're getting ready for a gala that Rebecca is hosting for charity, and he's walking around the bedroom getting ready, not even an undershirt yet.

You approach him from behind to hug him, your hands running up his broad chest and tickling through the hair there. He grabs your hands and turns his head to kiss your cheek.

"What'cha doin' there, sugar?" he asks playfully, your fingernails scratching through it.

"I just love to touch you..." you murmur, kissing his shoulder.

"Mmm...we'll have to revisit that after the gala, hm?" he says sensually, turning so you're in his arms and he can nibble your neck.

...

You're both up and getting ready in the morning, and it's a warm one so he's sticking with a single-layer polo today.

The collar is open, buttons undone, and your eyes turn into hearts like a goddamn cartoon when you can see his chest hair from the open V of his neck.

You take a few wide steps into his arms and pull him in for a deep kiss, taking him by surprise. His hands hold your waist as he moans, feeling your tongue meet his.

Your hand drifts down his shoulder to the neck of his shirt, where your fingers tickle under the collar.

He watches your cheeks blush while you do this and kisses your neck and holds you close.

"Never knew it made ya so crazy," he murmurs to your skin, his soft lips and mustache tickling along the column of your throat.

"Mmm... my favorite," you reply softly.

...

And later, in the shower, he's got you pushed against the tiled wall and your leg hitched around his hip while he finally gets to show you how much he appreciates all your praise...

Your hands get to travel his chest under the warm water, running up and down the soft curls.

His lips against yours, his hand holding your thigh and the other grasping your waist... and your hands just touching those sunkissed freckled shoulders and that perfectly beautiful, masculine chest.

It doesn't take long for you to fall apart, clenching down on him, moaning his name and lewd things into his ear. His breath is hot on your neck, against your lips, when he follows right behind you.

When you put your leg back on the floor, you lean against him and kiss the water from his neck, smelling the woody soap he likes to use.

Your fingers again journey up his chest, through the wet hair, and to his neck, to his face, which you hold and kiss gently, his mustache tickling your lips.

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OK, OK. I held it together. Mmm. God. That man's chest will surely be the death of me someday. I can't handle it. Thank you for sharing in this spiral, my friend. And thanks for the prompt!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso smut #ted lasso chest worship #I AM HERE FOR THIS MANS CHEST AND TUM ALL DAY EVERY DAY

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thisismysecondrodeo · 1 year

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worshipping ted lasso’s dad-bod because it’s what he deserves

AN: You’re so right. Y/N returns the love from Hush Your Butt

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Body Worship, Body Image, Established Relationship, Handjob, Fluff and Smut

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You kept bracing for moving in with Ted to get old but every time you heard his key in the door you got butterflies all over again. Sometimes he had a treat for you, a bunch of flowers or a sweet, but he always had a story…except for today.

Today, Ted looked downright bedraggled when you made your way out of the kitchen to greet him. You were cooking dinner and had quickly washed your hands, slinging your blue dish towel over your shoulder after you’d dried them so you could wrap Ted in your arms. He smiled, but it didn’t quite meet his eyes and he was uncharacteristically quiet when you asked after his day.

It was easy to tell something was up, but you didn’t want to pry—yet—so you just kept a close eye as you returned to cooking...and saw him limping into the living room.

“Ted,” you exclaimed turning off the burners and stalking behind him as he flopped unceremoniously on the couch, “what did you do to yourself?!”

“Just pulled my hamstring, darlin’,” Ted sighed. “As it turns out, I’m old.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle as you slid onto the couch under him, lifting his legs gingerly into your lap. “Is that what you’re moping about? Surprised you’re just now finding out.”

Ted tilted his head up and shot you a playful glare, and you lifted one of his hands to your lips to kiss in apology. “I’m sorry baby I shouldn’t joke. You were trying to keep up with the boys again weren’t you?” You kept his hand in yours, tangling your fingers together.

Ted looked at you, his eyes a little sad even as he tried to be playful, “I guess I’m just still in denial about—” he tapped his hand against his soft middle to finish his sentence. “And I guess I thought I could stave off you leaving me for one of those Adonises.” You smiled for Ted’s sake but you knew you couldn’t let that stand, a kernel of truth underneath his exaggeration.

“Do I need to go cover all the mirrors and show you about—" You ran your hand along his belly similar to the way he had, and he smirked when he realized what you were referencing. “It worked wonders for me.”

“Oh, baby I’m okay. You don’t have to—”

“No you’re right,” you interrupted before he could dissuade you, climbing into his lap and carefully avoiding his injured leg. “I should find my own way to show you how much I love your body.” You placed an open-mouthed kiss just under his jaw and felt his sharp exhale. “You are not a consolation prize.” You kissed his lips and he met you eagerly, with more energy than he’d come home with. “I love everything about this body of yours.” You sat back to tug his sweater off of him and unbutton the shirt underneath, placing kisses against the warm freckled skin you revealed.

Ted tried to stop the movement of your hands as you worked your way toward his belt, but you waved him off. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to baby, but I’d love to show you how much I mean it.” Ted looked at you, his eyes a little glassy and his lips already plump from your attention.

“Okay,” Ted agreed and you could tell it took effort for him to do so. You smiled and got his help wiggling his pants off so that he was only in his underwear underneath you. You took your time running your hands over every inch of skin, your lips following your fingers. “I love these strong arms and broad shoulders,” you cooed at him, “especially when I get to wake up wrapped up tight in them.”

“I love that too, sweetheart,” Ted said softly and you stretched up to meet his lips before kissing down his chest. You shot him a mischievous look before you leaned down and flicked your tongue against his nipple and he shuddered underneath you.

“I love how responsive you are,” you teased and he chuckled, the sound turning into a soft groan when you nipped against his belly. “I love how soft you are. The second best seat in the house right here.” You kissed across the soft hair on his middle and found yourself getting hot and bothered at the memory of all the times you’d straddled the very spot. You couldn’t stop yourself from climbing back up to kiss the actual best seat in the house, your tongue sliding easily into his mouth. Your legs framed one of his and it took all of your restraint not to press into him and give in to your own arousal, wanting to keep this all about him. You snuck your hand between your bodies, tugging Ted's striped boxer briefs down enough to get your hand on him. He moaned into your mouth as you slowly stroked his hard length.

“I love that being soft doesn’t stop you from being strong,” you spoke lowly in his ear as you continued to caress him. “Especially when you’re fucking me into the mattress.”

“Fuck,” Ted whimpered at your dirty talk. You wanted to work him up faster, wanted to make him cum just like this as you whispered everything you loved about him in his ear, but you could use a little lubrication. You brought your hand up to your mouth, licking a wet stripe up your palm as Ted watched with wide, adoring eyes.

“Strong enough to absolutely rail me against the dresser, remember that,” you asked and Ted nodded quickly, the memory clearly working for him as his thick cock twitched in your hand. In between praises and memories, you licked and nipped and kissed at him and he melted underneath you. “And a dad bod certainly doesn’t stop you from eating me out like I’m your last meal on death row.” Ted threw his head back with a groan, his teeth gritted, “Shit, I love you darlin’, I’m c-close. You feel so good.”

You sat up slightly so you could see his face, one hand holding the back of his neck and making him look at you. “Good. I want you to come for me, baby. I want you to come thinking about how perfect your body is for me. You’re everything I want.” You picked up the pace of your hand, slightly restricted by Ted’s underwear and you chided yourself for not just taking them off. Despite being fully dressed yourself, you could tell your own underwear was soaked through. It was rare that you got to see him like this and you were relishing it. Ted was writhing underneath you, his eyes half-closed and hazy. “Go on baby, let go for me.”

Ted came into your fist with a sustained groan, his hands that had been gripping the couch finding your hips and clinging to you tightly as he rode the wave of his orgasm. He kissed you as he caught his breath and slumped back into the cushion. You clambered up to straddle his middle and he ran his large hands up your thighs.

“You coming up here,” Ted asked with a smile, gesturing toward his face.

“Nah, don’t worry about me, love, this was about you. Now why don’t you go get cleaned up and we can eat dinner?”

Ted looked sheepish for a moment at only taking and not giving, before it faded into pure adoration. “I love you, darlin’.”

“I love you too, Ted,” you grinned, as you helped him and his injured leg up off the couch.

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ao3feed-tedlasso · 3 months

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Shall we both explore this fantasy?

https://ift.tt/mrLCt2l by hopefulromance, jackhowad Roy’s hands were everywhere. Rolling over Jamie’s back and chest, grabbing onto the muscle, feeling his smooth, hot skin under his hands. Jamie’s body was like a map, rising and falling with beautifully toned muscles. This wasn’t enough. Roy needed to see all of him, touch all of him, feel all of him. Words: 4583, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Ted Lasso (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Roy Kent, Jamie Tartt Relationships: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt Additional Tags: Kissing, Frottage, LIGHT body worship, Top Roy, Bottom Jamie, Oral Sex, Blowjobs, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, gentle dom roy vibes, Good Boy Jamie Tartt, Getting Together, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot source https://archiveofourown.org/works/53907733 February 19, 2024 at 10:24AM

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my-soupy-brain · 6 months

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it’s been so cold and ive been thinking about warming up via soft lovemaking with ted. nice candles burning. his warm hands all over your body. he smells cozy because he’s just been baking biscuits.

OK, we all need this. I know I need this. This description alone put me in a warm, fuzzy, sexy place. So let's goooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (f)

Warnings: Fluff + light, tender smut

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You walked in the door of your flat after a long day.

Trudged through a cold rain.

Long meetings and lots of conflicts at work left your brain a little mushy.

But as soon as your nose hit the doorway you could smell the buttery biscuits Ted was making for the week. And your cares melted away.

He looked up to see your drenched hair in the doorway, the rain-tattered clothes clinging to your body, and how your face looked a little forlorn from a long day.

"Hey there, sugar," Ted says gently, approaching you with open arms.

"Oh, Teddy... I don't wanna get you all wet and cold like me," you say and Ted shakes his head, pulling you into his chest and kissing the side of your head gently.

He holds you for a minute and squeezes tighter. You can smell his cologne, how warm and broad his chest is... you kiss his neck gently and he closes his eyes.

"Why don't you go put your things down, change, I'll draw you a bath..."

Your heart could literally burst from how much you love this man.

In minutes you're sinking into a hot bath, with lavender bubbles, a book in your hand. Ted peeks in and sees you, but you don't know it. He admires your eyes scanning the pages, your knees poking out of the water, your skin warm and wet.

When you leave the bath, the bedroom has candles lit, low lighting, the bed sheets pulled back and Ted waiting in one of his undershirts.

Yummy.

You smile as you approach the bed and Ted pats your side. You crawl in, wrapped in your towel, and Ted rolls toward you gently, his hand slowly undoing the knot in the front to open it under the blanket.

"There we go," he says with a low, husky voice, his big, warm hands coasting up and down your waist and hips, up your back, and through your damp hair.

"You're so beautiful, darlin'," Ted murmurs, his lips leaning into your neck where he kisses you ever-so-gently while his arms pull you closer to his body. You drape a leg between his and can't help the movement your hips make against him.

"Mmm," he hums, his arousal turning his touch a little greedy, his kiss needy.

"I'm feelin' awfully warmed up, baby," you whisper to him with a smile and he smiles back, his mustache running up and down your neck, his lips against your ear.

"I ain't done with you yet, sugar," he whispers, his hands still traveling your body. "Smell so good, I could eat ya right up."

Soft moans, heavy breaths. Ted's fingers dance down your stomach between your legs, making him growl when he feels how turned on you are for him. Only him.

It's ever only been him.

Life with Ted is perfect in every way. You're growing together. Learning together.

And you fit together perfectly in every way. And this one included.

When he rolls atop you, nestled between your legs, you look up at him with admiration, cupping his face and kissing him gently as he pushes in.

There's no hurry. No place to be.

The rain patters against the window outside on a cold London night.

Biscuits are cooling in the kitchen.

You belong to each other right now, and that's just fine.

His hands hold your body close, touching you gently, grabbing soft, rounded flesh he loves. You were so self-conscious about parts of your body until you met Ted Lasso, who worships every part of you, just like this.

Your hips move together at a measured pace, soft, slow lovemaking the way he loves it. But you love it, too. No wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am. Not with Ted.

His lips return to your neck, kissing, sucking, his breath hot on your ear as he moans for you.

"I love you," you whisper, and he smiles, another moan from his soft lips, as his hips move a little faster. You lace your fingers with his by your head and his heart could explode at the sight.

"I love you, too, my sweet girl," he breathes. As you arch your back and raise your hips to meet his thrusts, the reach deepens inside you, pulling you toward the edge of pleasure.

His dark hazel eyes watch every breath from your lips, the blush in your cheeks rising, the quickness of your breath.

"That's it, sugar. Get there, feel good," he whispers to you, and that sends you tumbling into ecstasy, your legs tightening around him as you clench around his cock.

"Oh, God," he murmurs, feeling you release.

"Ted, oh...oh, baby...yes, just like that..." you answer, and he keeps moving, keeps pushing, harder.

And as your fingernails drag lightly down his back and then down his chest, through the thatch of chest hair that makes you feral, he moans your name and his thighs tighten as he spills into you.

Another breath. Big smiles. Gentle kisses. You lay Ted on your chest and pull the blanket over his back. His warm body on yours is the best cure for a long, tired day.

It's heaven.

"I love hearin' your heartbeat," he says softly, smiling to himself.

"Yeah? Well it beats the most for you, Teddy," you whisper in reply, your fingers threaded through his hair.

His lips kiss your neck again, your cheeks, your lips.

"Want help slicin' up those biscuits, babe?" you ask and he chuckles softly.

"That sounds good. And then how about take-out and a movie?"

You nod, as if he read your mind.

"Perfect."

"But a few more minutes like this," he asks, and you tighten an arm around him, wrapping your legs around him, tangled like a mass of lovely flesh.

"Even more perfect."

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*sigh* That's all I can say. *sigh* Oh how lovely would this be. I love soft, cozy-sex Ted. I think he may be my favorite. Thanks for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fluff #ted lasso x you #ted lasso smut

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my-soupy-brain · 8 months

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first time sleeping with ted and you instinctively suck your tummy in, he’s just all like “now, darlin, you don’t gotta do that ‘round here” and he loves you just as you are 🥰

Ooooh, there's something so damn comforting about this. He would absolutely love you just as you are, because that's how Ted Lasso is. Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warnings: Light smut, foreplay, body image issues

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Your date with Ted went from pizza and a movie, to cuddling during the movie, to full-on making out on his couch.

It was a natural succession of activity after taking it slow.

All the gentle touches and teases, all the small, short kisses. Your resolve was starting to crumble.

So when he invited you into his apartment after a couple weeks of that, it felt natural to let one thing lead to another.

And that's why his hands were around your waist, in your hair, his lips down your neck, your hands running down his chest...

When he whispers, "You wanna go to my bedroom, sugar?" you practically melt into the carpet.

But on cue, your self conscious thoughts bubble to the surface. The pizza you ate, the way you feel about your body, how you look.

He turns off the lights in the living room and meets you back in his bedroom, his arms around you while he kisses you again. You can push these thoughts aside, make room to enjoy this.

You make your way to the bed, Ted kneeling over you as you kiss, and his hands work down your sides to your pants, unbuttoning them gently. You instinctively stop breathing and suck in your tummy.

He feels it right away.

"Hey now, none of that," he whispers to your ear, his fingers moving the zipper down. "You don't gotta do that 'round here. I like you just as you are, sugar."

You let out a breath of relief, and Ted sees a smile paint your face, which he leans in to kiss. Your hands push your pants down, and he does the same to his own before pulling you into the middle of the bed and bringing the sheet over you both.

His fingers caress reverently down your body and he looks at you in wonder.

"So damn beautiful," he murmurs, leaning into your lips, his hands pulling your body closer to his. As his hands trail around your back and waist, leaving a path of heat in their wake, you hear him moan.

"Perfect," he mumbles to your neck, where his lips have found a new favorite place.

His mustache tickles you, and it delights him to hear you laugh in moments like this. When he nibbles your ear, it tickles even more.

Even as your bodies connect, you smile and giggle, and moan and whimper. It's the most effortless lovemaking with the more effortless person you've ever fallen in love with.

His hands grasp your hips, and you feel self conscious again about the curves of your body until he leans closer and whispers what a goddess you are.

When he kisses down your body, you try to suck in your tummy again and he shakes his head.

"Nuh-uh, what'd I say?" he rumbles with a deep, husky drawl. "You're perfect, darlin'. I love every inch of ya just as you are."

Once you've both met your ecstasy, tucked into each other as you catch your breath, his hand skates your body, your tummy, your hips. It tickles, and it melts your nerves.

"I love that," he says, his deep hazel eyes looking into yours.

"What?"

"I love hearing and feeling you laugh. It's the best thing in the dang world," he whispers, leaning closer to your lips. His hand rests on your waist, running up and down, over the valleys of your body.

"Those lips...those hips... I can't decide where I wanna be so I'll tackle 'em all..."

You giggle again as he rolls you to his chest and tickles you, kissing your neck playfully as the night ticks by in the comfort of Ted's bed.

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Short n' sweet but so cute. I know Ted would be so adoring for your body, so happy to make you happy and make you feel as loved as possible because he worships you so much. Much love and thanks for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso smut #ted lasso fluff #ted lasso x you #ted loves every inch of you #no question

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my-soupy-brain · 9 months

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need to lick Ted’s chest + belly + further down

Yep, I feel this! That man's torso lives in my head rent free and I love it. He'd be so unused to body worship but it would be SO FUN to give it to him all the time. Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warnings: Smut/oral sex ahead

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You and Ted were snuggled up in bed, the lights low, and he was telling you about his day at work.

The boys with the red string exercise, and what an almost-disaster it was.

How he was trying to find a winning combination for this team to finish the season strong.

You were nodding and listening, your fingers dancing around his chest and down his tummy.

It always relaxed him when you touched him like this, with your head nestled on his shoulder under the covers of your shared bed.

"And then I've just been snackin' too dang much and I feel like I'm getting..."

You could see it in his eyes. Like usual, he's comparing his 40-something body (which is perfect, by the way) to the chiseled 20-somethings he coaches.

You kiss his chest.

You kneel and kiss lower.

"Getting what, sweetheart?" you ask, your lips still leaving little wet spots down his body.

"Flabby, I dunno. Doughy?"

Your hands run up and down his sides, through his chest hair, down his belly. His eyebrows are furrowed and you can tell he's overthinking.

"You're perfect."

He shakes his head, "Nah, I don't think I'd use that word..."

"You're perfect. Teddy."

He looks at you and gives a lopsided grin.

"You're just sayin'..."

You shake your head insistently.

"No, I'm not just sayin'. This body. This one..." you start, locking your legs over his thighs a little as you admire him below you, "This body, the one that laughs and snuggles me and comforts me and makes love to me. This body is perfect."

Your hands continue their soft touches and you lean down to kiss him, lick him, nip him along the way. Ted's breathing speeds up as he runs his long fingers through your hair, watching you.

"I just wanna be the best man I can be for ya, darlin'..."

You smile wickedly and you keep kissing, your fingers dragging fingernails lightly down his soft flesh, over his love handles, making you let a moan escape your lips.

"Mmm, fuck..." you whisper. "You are the best of the best, cream of the crop, baby..."

He smiles more at this, sensing your arousal and interest, watching your nipples perk to attention through your sleep tank top.

When your fingers skate the gray elastic band of his boxer briefs, you look at him for permission, and he nods, his mouth agape as he lets his arousal steer the next move.

His beautiful, thick, velvety cock springs free, bouncing against the tummy, right where you left your last kiss.

A couple of pumps against him, gently, and he's at full attention and completely obsessed with watching your every move.

"The way this body can fuck..."

He gasps, moaning your name and closing his eyes for a minute. You kiss the angry, red head of his dick and smile at him with a glint in your eye, mouthing over him and letting him hold your hair back.

As you work up and down, taking as much of him as you can, his hips twitch with a need to meet your actions. You pull yourself off and smile.

"Show me what that body can do."

He grits his teeth and groans, his hand gently holding your hair back as he thrusts into your mouth, your voice moaning and vibrating through his core.

"OOh, ugh, God, sugar... I'm..." he starts to stutter. By now he knows the drill.

"Mmmm," you hum, giving him one, two, three more pumps with your mouth before he's spurting against the back of your throat.

You help him through it, his breath slowing, his face flushed, as you climb back up to him and kiss his neck gently. He finds your lips and kisses you again.

"I believe you, darlin'," he says with a smile. "I get it."

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I was gonna write that cute and sweet and well, I just can't. I can't have a half naked Ted in bed and not do something with him, so there ya go! I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for feeding the "Ted's body is hot, and he needs to know it" prompt ;) Thank you, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso x you #ted lasso smut #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso BODY WORSHIP #this man deserves it

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my-soupy-brain · 11 months

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I’d let ted teach me anything. Coaching me through stuff in the bedroom? That deep voice? Sign me up.

The thought of a instruction-heavy Ted Lasso? Gentle but firm about what he wants you to do? Hot. HOT HOT HOT. I hope I do this right. Let's goooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (f)

Smut: SWEET JESUS SO MUCH.

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The best thing about being in a relationship with Ted Lasso is he was always curious and not judgemental.

You shared so much together, every dream, every fear. You were equally good listeners and supporters.

But you haven't done that yet. And you're a little scared.

He knows your experiences in the past haven't been great. Men who've taken advantage of you, or used you for their own pleasure and granting you none.

You truly don't feel confident in the bedroom.

So after a night of steady making out on his couch during a movie, your heart catches in your throat when he suggests you move to his bedroom. He sees the fear immediately.

"Darlin', it's OK if you don't want to, I'm not going to make you do anything..."

You shake your head because your body is very much ready. You just don't...

"I don't want to disappoint you, Teddy..." you answer, brushing your fingers through the back of his hair.

He smiles gently, his eyes kind as always.

"Oh, honey, I don't think that's possible with how riled up you've got me," he jokes, peppering small, gentle kisses on your neck.

You sigh, tilting your head to give him more access. The feeling of his mustache tickling against your skin.

"Mmm..." you moan, his hands caressing down your back, over your hips and ass.

"That sounds like a good sound," he murmurs, kissing near your ear, nibbling on the skin there.

He lays you down on the bed, holding you, looking into your eyes.

"How 'bout this," he starts. "I'm all about making you feel good, but I know you're not sure where to start..."

You nod, feeling a flush of embarrassment. He holds your face and connects your eyes.

"And I love that about you, darlin'. So how 'bout, I make some suggestions for us, and you let me know how it feels. And we'll roll with it."

You smile big, so turned on by his suggestion and how much he wants to guide you but give you power. You nod, biting your lip gently.

"I take that as a yes, is that a yes, honey?" he asks for vertification.

"Yes. Thank you, Teddy..."

He smiles and kisses your lips gently.

"You don't need to thank me for somethin' you deserve," he replies, leaning forward to kiss you, his tongue sliding into your mouth, his hands pulling you toward him.

His kisses move down your neck, his hands playing with the hem of your shirt, urging it off and you do the same to his. He's now in an undershirt and your hands can't help but crawl under it to feel his skin and chest hair, making your body clench.

As he rolls you to your back, he works your pants down your legs, leaving you in your bra and panties, which he strokes gently with soft fingertips.

He moves down your body, kissing every inch of you...

"God, you're just beautiful, sugar," he murmurs. "Perfect in every way."

This is new, body worship. And it's honest coming from Ted.

"So perfectly made, taste like heaven," he says. You try to sit up to see what he's doing, nerves firing off some brief anxiety.

"Lay back, sweetheart. And open your legs for me."

You do, letting your legs fall open, trying not to panic.

"So pretty," he coos.

"I'm going to taste you now, and you can do whatever you want, but I may hold those beautiful hips down if you're tryin' to squirm away. If you want me to stop, just tell me."

You nod quickly, and he smiles at you while he licks a soft stripe up your center.

"Oh God!" you shout, already feeling your thighs shake at the pleasure. Your hips arch off the bed, letting one of his hands slide under you to grab your flesh.

"There you go, doll...feel free to grind my face if that feels good," he instructs, and you nod as your body follows its own rhythm.

You moan louder, your hand running through his hair, and he moans into you, the vibration of his low voice making you quiver as you come.

He smiles as he slows down, riding you through it, and wiping his mouth on your thigh lightly.

As he climbs back up to you, you pull him into a sloppy kiss. "God, Teddy, that was..."

He smiles. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"OK, let's take a breather, and on to the next," he suggests. As he kisses you, you can feel his erection against your thigh, hard and waiting, pulsing while you kiss.

He pulls away for just a moment.

"Can you turn over for me, honey? We're gonna try somethin'..." he says. You nod and turn on your tummy, and he pulls your hips up, placing a pillow underneath you.

"Now, this position is supposed to be best for you, goddess. Is it OK if we try this first?" You nod again.

"Words, sweetheart."

"Yes, let's try this first."

Your body is excited but nervous again. Are you supposed to do anything? Do you move with him...

He can sense your brain running a mile a minute.

"Sweetie, just take a breath for me, OK?" You follow his instruction as he pushes into you, your slick sex taking him in easily, even though it's tight.

"Fuck," Ted mutters uncharacteristlically. "God, you feel incredible..." He stalls for a moment, afraid he'll ruin this before he gets you to ecstasy multiple times like he wants.

"Alright, now, you can move however you want. So go ahead, doll..."

You sigh at the fullness, moving your hips against him, his hands caressing your back and sides.

"Mmm...just like that..." he says, his voice dropping and his breath heavy. "Good girl."

"I'm going to hold your hips, OK?" he says, grasping you harder as he pushes against you, this thrust meeting your rhythm and that sparks a dynamite in your core.

"Oh... oh God..." you murmur...

"Yes, y/n...good girl, tell me..." he begs.

"Fuck, it's so good. You're so good, it feels amazing..."

Ted licks his lips and keeps pushing against you.

"Give me your hand, sugar..." he says finding it and lacing his fingers between yours. He moves your hand to your center, stroking your clit.

"There you go, just rub gently, show me what pace you like," he follows, and your toes curl at the pleasure and kindness he's offering you. You set the pace and your breath changes, a climax ripping through your center.

As he realizes the pace and pressure, he takes over, letting you grip the duvet below you while you ride out your pleasure.

"Oh, God! Teddy... yes, just like that..."

He smiles, so glad to hear you instructing him, guiding him...

He's not sure how he's maintained his composure, being inside you is like heaven. He's not sure how long he has, but he knows he wants to bring you over the edge with him.

You feel him pull out of you, and feel empty immediately.

"What do you want next, sweetheart," he asks in your ear, his voice low and husky, leaning over your back.

You miss his face, if you're honest. You miss looking at him, kissing his soft lips, running your fingers through his hair.

"I want to see you," you request, and he kisses your shoulder.

"Here we go, turn around," and he helps you to your back, climbing between your legs. When he lays on top of you, settling some of his delicious warmth and weight over you, you whimper in pleasure again.

"I love this most, I think," you murmur, your eyes searching his face and settling against on his dark eyes. "I love being able to see you and hold you..."

He blushes and nuzzles his perfect nose against yours before kissing you gently. "I love this, too..."

"OK, doll. Legs open," he instructs, and you could melt again. "Tilt your hips just a bit for me, I want to make sure I hit the right spot for you."

Nevermind, THAT makes you melt.

As he connects with you, you sigh heavenly. But he's too far away, braced on his knees as he starts to push into you.

"Come back, Teddy," you beg, reaching for him. He obliges with a smile, his arms holding you under your back, giving him more leverage to push deeper. Your lips connect as your bodies move your thigh hitched high to his side, and his hand holding it to him.

"Set the pace, baby," he whispers, letting your hips do what feels best.

As your body moves harder, a little faster, it takes him deeper, hitting the perfect place inside you, just like he said. Your fingernails dig lightly into his shoulders, pulling away from his lips to throw your head back and moan. He pulls his lips down to your neck, murmuring to you...

"That's right, good job, good girl... just like that..."

You cry out his name, the climax coming like a tidal wave through your body. When he pushes a certain way, you ask him to do it again.

"There you go, ask me what you want to do, good girl..." he encourages again. He moves his hips the way you asked, and it sends you tumbling over the edge, your body clenching around him again.

"God, sweetheart...y/n...I'm... I'm gonna..." he stammers.

"Do it."

He nods, following your instruction now, returning to your lips as his body tightens and releases inside you; he pulls away momentarily to groan into the crook of your neck.

As you come down together, he slides out and lays his head on your chest, your fingers playing absentmindedly with his hair.

"That was..." he starts.

"Incredible. Best ever," you finish, smiling. He looks up at you.

"Yeah? Did you like that? I just wanted you to feel good..."

You blush and whimper.

"Teddy... I... I've never felt so good in my life. Thank you for being patient, for helping me, for..."

He holds a finger to our lips.

"Don't say for loving you, I don't need a thank you for that. I just do. I just do love you. Always. All the time. Every day."

Tears spring to your eyes.

"I love you, Teddy..."

"I love you, sugar..."

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OK this was particularly sweet for me to write for a lot of reasons but I hope I did it justice, prompt-writer! I hope, I hope, I hope! Thanks for sending it my way!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #a coach lasso in the bedroom #helping you find pleasure #oh hell yeah he's into that #oh hell yeah WE are into that

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my-soupy-brain · 11 months

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Going shopping for clothes with ted... trying on some lingerie and pulling him into the changing room. He can’t help but admire your figure. Puts his warm hands on your waist like, “darlin’, you look amazin’”

OOOOOF! This is a sexy situation. He wouldn't know what to do with himself, and that makes it even better. Let's gooooo!

WARNING: Light smut and teasing ahead...

Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (f)

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You tugged Ted's arm into the department store to go shopping. Really, you didn't have to tug at all. Ted loved going shopping with you. He had an eye for your style, and always found something that you ended up bringing home.

But as you wandered into the intimates department, his cheeks blushed and he smiled brightly at you.

"So, ah, darlin', what are we doin' here?" he asked playfully, holding your hand as you wound your way through the racks.

"Shopping for something special," you tease, darting off to the more intricate and sexy lingerie.

Ted admires the soft fabrics and romantic lace around him, his brain flitting to images of what you might look like in one of these things. But equally attracted to you when you're in your sleep shorts and one of his Richmond t-shirts.

Your eyes brighten at a red satin number - a corset bodice covered in black lace, with garter belts and a push-up top. You wink at Ted as you pop into a fitting room.

"Where'd ya go, sugar?" Ted asks, his cheeks breaking into a big smile, knowing full well you're trying on that saucy little number.

"I'm in here, but I didn't realize this thing had a ribbon in the back, I may need your help, Teddy..." you tease. Ted blushes, looking around to see if anyone may see him in the fitting room. He knocks twice gently on the door before you open it. And my God, what a sight you are to him. "Barbecue sauce," he murmurs, mouth agape as he takes you in.

Your hair is down, a little fluffed out from taking off your clothes, and your body is the picture of sexiness and elegance... "Can you tie me up in back?" you ask, turning around, your butt rounded out under the hem.

Ted nods, his mouth agape, as he steps in and closes the door. His fingers fumble with the ribbon a bit before tying it into a bow, his big, warm hands settling on your hips as he leans into your ear.

"My God, darlin', you look amazing," he whispers, his lips kissing the soft skin below your ear. "Absolutely delicious."

You tilt your head to the side, giving him more room to worship your neck as his hands trail up and down the lace. You can feel how excited he is behind you. He works his way up your chest, feeling your breasts as they spill over the top. "So, Coach...is this a winner? What do you think?" you tease, stifling a moan by biting your bottom lip.

He spins you around and pushes you up against the wall of the fitting room lightly, his hands traveling in a frenzy to touch every detail of the lingerie, of your curves...

"Oh, I think it's a winner alright," he jokes, kissing your lips, sliding his tongue against yours. His greedy hands can't stop touching and grabbing, his length hard behind his khakis.

"God, Ted, this is so sexy," you murmur, his lips again trailing down your jaw, to your neck and collarbone. He groans in pleasure in response, "Mmm-hmmm...."

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

You both jump apart, eyes wide and laugh bubbling up in your chest.

"Hi there, I'm Judy! Do you need any help with anything? Additional styles or sizes you'd like to try?" the perky voice outside the door asks.

"N-no, I think I'm all set. Thank you, Judy!" you answer, your hand over Ted's mouth before he bursts out laughing.

"Alrighty, well holler if you need anything."

As you hear Judy's heels retreat you kiss Ted's lips again. "Let's wrap this puppy up and get it home," he says lowly against your ear. "I'm not done with you."

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TA-DA! Hope you enjoyed it. I've thought about this scenario a lot. Because Ted would absolutely be flustered to be in there, and then turned on like a Christmas tree the moment you closed the door.

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted shopping for lingerie with you #and making out in fitting rooms?#YES PLEASE #i like to think ted says “barbecue sauce” when he's just in shock too #and this situation warrants it

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my-soupy-brain · 10 months

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i could legitimately spend HOURS kissing Ted’s tummy. IT IS SO CUTE

Oh good lord, me too. I'mma do this short n' sweet because it's so fucking cute. Let's goooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warning: Some medium smut.

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Ted didn't really understand why you were so enamored with his body.

When he stood in the mirror, he saw a middle-aged man. Divorced. He felt a little doughy in the middle. His arms had lost some definition. He didn't look like the sculpted marble of men he coached every day.

But you, well, you thought he was perfect.

You loved how warm he was. His long arms and big hands always held you tight, caressing your body lovingly.

He was broad-shouldered and masculine. You couldn't help running your fingers down his chest through his chest hair and down to his tummy.

So one night while you're in bed, he's watching you curiously and hungrily as you kiss across his collarbone, his shoulder, down his chest, and down lower... and lower...

"Where ya goin', hon?" he asks with a breathy smile.

Your hands trail a path behind your lips, caressing his soft, warm skin. A moan escapes your lips as you continue your journey.

You kiss his tummy everywhere you can reach. Little picks, little licks, and playful caresses.

"I love your body, you know," you murmur, looking up at him. His eyes are dark as he runs his long fingers through your hair.

"I love how strong it is. How comfortable it is. How powerful it can be, especially when we make love," you add, making Ted's breath hitch.

Your lips continue pressing gentle kisses across his belly, making his boxer briefs tent in anticipation. You grin, running a hand between his thighs to touch him.

"Oh, God..." he jolts, "Oh, darlin'... that is..."

"Mmm-hmmm," you add, smiling, your lips still kissing around him.

"I love that most of all, how it moves with your voice," you add, loving how soft it is when he giggles and plays with you.

Ted's eyes are closed now, listening to your soft voice and feeling the sensation of you worshipping his body.

Your fingers work his boxer briefs off his hips, springing his cock free against his tummy, and you smile as you lean down to kiss it. Ted moans freely, his eyes shooting open to watch you.

"You deserve to feel good, Teddy. You're everything I've ever wanted."

Before you make your next move, Ted smiles and truly feels grateful for the love you have for him -- all of him. Every inch.

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OOOOOF! That was a little saucy, eh? Thanks for this prompt. I am OBSESSED with Ted/Jason's body. Like, the whole middle part. So this was... *sigh* Everything. Thanks for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso smut #ted lasso fluff #body worship #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fanfic

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my-soupy-brain · 11 months

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how about Ted coming home all sweaty from an intense session in the Richmond gym and Reader finds herself massively turned on by the way his muscles are defined & his panting

Mmmm... sweaty Ted. Now you're speakin' my language. Let's get this man outta these sweaty clothes, shall we?

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (f)

Smut: Let's see where this goes... *evil laugh*

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You were deep in some homemade pasta -- one of Ted's favorite dishes you make -- when you hear the door close and heavy panting.

"Hi sweetheart, I'm in here!" you shout, not turning from the sauce you're stirring.

"Hi, sugar, sorry I'm late. Felt like blowin' off some steam in the gym and got a little carried away," he answers, coming behind you with his hands on your hips. You can feel the body heat emanating from him immediately, the musk of his cologne and natural scent wafting into your nose.

He leans his head on your shoulder and you pull a hand behind you to touch his hair and it's...damp. No, wet. With sweat.

"Oh sweetie, you're so..." and as you turn around, you see his face glistening, his shirt soaked through, his chest still heaving.

"Sexy."

Ted laughs, running a hand through his hair, tendrils falling over his forehead. Unruly locks, as usual.

"Oh, gee. I don't know about that, I'm a bit of a mess," he answer. "I jogged home and that may have added to some of the perspiration..."

Your eyes marvel at him. His chest broad and catching breath still, his forearms shiny with sweat, his hands warm on your waist still. His muscles of his biceps are visible under the sticky shirt.

Forget the pasta. Fuck it.

Your hands climb under his shirt, his chest and belly sticky with sweat, his chest hair still soft but masculine under your fingertips.

"Wha...what are you doin', sugar?' he asks, breathless, watching you flip a switch.

"Touching you... my God, Ted Lasso, you're a sight for sore eyes..."

You back him up against the island behind him, roping your hands around his neck and kissing him. His breath is minty fresh, his skin hot to the touch and it's all the right things at all the right time.

Your lips move down his neck, kissing the salty sweat of his skin and God, you didn't know this man could turn you on more. His hands run down your back, past your waist to your hips and down your ass, and back up.

"Guess I'll need to come home like this more often," he musters with a breath. "Mmm-hmm, you should, baby..." you whisper, kissing down, crouching, then kneeling. Ted's mouth watches you intently.

"Wha...what are you doin' now?" he asks, but he knows exactly what you're doing.

Your eyes look at him, dripping with lust, as you move his joggers down his legs, his thighs strong and defined. You drag his navy blue boxer briefs down too, freeing him. He's hard and ready, his cock red and leaking already.

A kiss to it, a quick lick, and you take him in your mouth, splaying your hands across his belly and hips, returning one to wrap around his thick, hot length as you take him deeper.

He's completely in awe, watching you worship his body like this. Even in his marriage -- on a good day -- this wasn't on the table. His big hands move into your hair, holding it back as you work.

"Mmmm," you moan as you keep taking him deeper.

"Oh, sweetheart... oh, I'm gonna..." Ted murmurs, his hips tensing and thighs twitching.

You squeeze his hip and his thigh to let him know it's okay. You welcome it.

As he feels your response, he pumps his hips into your mouth gently, moaning your name in his deep Kansas drawl.

"Oh... fuck," he says, an unexpected curse leaving his lips before you feel him spill into your mouth.

He leans against the island, panting. You wipe your mouth and climb back up to meet him, kissing his cheek before he turns your face toward his to kiss your lips.

"Sorry for attacking you, couldn't help but have a snack before dinner," you joke, and his eyes roll back as he takes another breath. "Go take a shower, and I'll finish dinner."

He nods dumbly, pulling up his pants and holding you to him.

"God, I love you," he says into your hair, smiling and giggling at what just happened.

"I love you, too, Teddy."

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BOOYAH! A man that hot needs a job-well-done award for that workout. Perfect. Thanks for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #sweaty ted is a new kink unlocked #we need a season 4 so we can see it #GET ON IT SUDS

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my-soupy-brain · 10 months

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soft prompt: counting the freckles on Ted’s back, shoulders and tummy

This man's skin is glorious and I love every inch of it. You do too. I bet Ted would appreciate some more body worship, hm? Maybe this is a second parter to Reassurance? Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warnings: Mostly fluff, some teasing/foreplay, smut references

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Ted is turned over slightly on his side and stomach in the morning when you wake. Your first night together was... a dream come true.

The way Ted held you.

The way he whispered in that deep Kansas drawl.

The way his hands touched you like you were a piece of art.

The beautiful praise he gave you.

They all echo in your mind.

You're so pretty, sweetheart. You make me feel so good. You're so wonderful. Just like that... You're perfect, everything I ever wanted.

Your thighs quivered as you reminisced about the last several hours. And now you're waking up in his warm bed.

You scoot closer to him and see his body breathing steadily. His shoulders rise and fall. A small breath puffs out of his lips. You move closer still, wrapping your arm around him, which he grabs and snuggles close, knowing you're spooning him a little.

"Mmmm..." he groans with a smile, falling back into slumber.

You retrieve your hand carefully, your fingertips dancing across his broad shoulders and down his back.

Ted doesn't think much of himself. Not really. He feels a little too puffy in the midsection, but you adore it. He feels a little weak in the arms, but you know and have seen those biceps flex.

So when you start tracing the fine freckles across his sunkissed skin, he giggles a little, falling deep in a dream.

Your fingertips drag between them like constellations, then over the ridges and planes of his back and shoulders as they're flexed in his sleep position.

He's so handsome. So sexy. So perfectly made.

As your hand drags down lower, down his side, you graze his love handles a little, making him whimper. The way they're soft to touch, but just right for the perfect body.

He carries himself so well.

His skin is so warm and smooth. His tan on his shoulders is rare: his forearms and lower upper arms usually get the sun from the polos he wears on the pitch.

But he has a natural glow to him all the same. Your fingers dance up his back into his hair. The dark brown-auburn is soft and spilled on the pillow as he slumbers. It's usually styled just so when he's at work, but you love seeing it spill over his forehead, especially last night when he hovered above you and buried his face in your neck when he came.

You move in closer to him, breathing him in. His woodsy cologne is still prevalent on his skin, and the scent of him that's so deliciously Ted.

Your hands work down his side again, roping under his arm and he holds you tight again.

"I feel you back there, darlin'," Ted murmurs with a grin. "Whatcha doin'?"

You kiss his shoulder and sigh.

"Just admiring you..."

He turns over in your arms, his eyes sleepy as they gaze at you.

"Yeah? I love that," he says, nuzzling against you. "Whatcha admire most? I'm curious."

"Everything. Your skin, your back, your shoulders, your hair...now your eyes..."

He smiles and leans in to kiss you.

"Well, that's quite a list, sugar. I appreciate that," he says, a little blushed from the disbelief of all your praise.

His hands fall under the sheet, grabbing your fleshy hips and pulling you toward him. His bicep flexes and you gasp a little.

"Now I'm admiring that," you add with a giggle. "So strong...so sexy..."

"Mmm-hmm," Ted says, kissing down your neck, making you whimper.

"And I like that," he says between kisses.

"What?" you ask, your head tilted so he can reach more of you.

"Those little noises you make," he whispers, his tongue joining the party as he makes his way down your chest. "That little look you get when I start doing this..."

You watch him disappear lower and now you can admire his shoulders from between your legs.

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SPICY. Spicier than I expected, but oh-so-sexy. God, I just love this man. WHEN CAN WE CLONE OUR OWN TEDS?! I enjoyed this so much. Thanks for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso x you #ted lasso fluff #ted lasso smut #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fanfic #ted is perfectly made and so is jason #i'll take no questions

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