#ted blurbs !!

[iamasaddie]

blinded

Ted Garcia x Reader

summary: fear blinds you with rage when you are scared to lose Ted. wc: 1,2k tw: fighting (not physical), insecurity?, implied boss/employee relationship (in the past), angst with a happy ending a/n: i don't even know why i wrote it but umm.. have it?

“Will you stop screaming? We didn’t do anything!” Ted had to practically run after you, crossing a half-empty street where the mayor wasn’t supposed to.

“Oh, right, because I’m fucking stupid, ain’t I?” You didn't even bother to turn around, you just walked wherever your eyes could see, the rage made your voice louder, but you didn't care who could hear you anymore.“I didn’t see that fucking skank put her tits all up in your face! Didn’t see her almost falling to her knees to suck you off the second she sees you!”

You stopped. The weather, as if trying to play up to the drama of the moment, became gloomier. The wind blew your hair up and, full of irritation, you tried to get the stray strands out of your face with a swipe of your hand. Blind jealousy made you feel helpless, unwanted. An old doll that was thrown in the trash as soon as her dress stopped being shiny and bright.

Ted hissed, and his words were almost lost in the loud gust of wind. “Can you keep it down?”

You grinned, trying to hide the pain gnawing from the inside. “Why? Not like you want to hide it with the way you’re parading her around town!” Taking a deep breath, you carried on walking. Soon, you turned left from the main street and into a small alley. Ted followed you. The houses that were standing too close to each other made you feel caged, and you tried to quicken your pace.

“She’s my fucking assistant!” Ted raised his voice, you could hear the hopelessness in it, but his words only made you angrier.

“I was your fucking assistant, too!” That fact was probably the biggest trigger for you. You didn’t want to let it get to you, yet you couldn’t stop but think what if you were just a pathetic cliche and as soon as Ted gets tired of you, he’ll just get another one. After all, even with his ways, he was quite an attractive man. 

You fell for his charm once, that awkward flirt that tried to seem more serious than he was. Ted was so surprised by your affections that he never even thought about turning you down. Your romance was a shy spark that turned into a roaring fire, and it never stopped burning. At least not for you. Every day you discovered a new side of Ted and until today everything you learned about the man – from the way he took his coffee (black with too much sugar), to the way he did a morning stretch completely naked – only made you love him more. But what if cheating was also a side of him? A wandering eye? Were you too blinded by your love to notice the signs?

Ted grabbed you by the shoulder, forcing you to stop. “Well you’re not anymore! You’re my…” He stumbled. Another thing you should’ve brought up sooner. You’ve never said who you were to each other, you just were. 

“Yeah, exactly. I’m your what, Ted? We’ve been at it for almost a year and you can’t even say who I am to you.” Almost every day you fell asleep and woke up in the same bed; you whispered praises when you looked each other in the eye while you fucked. It was kind of obvious to you who you were supposed to be to each other. Yet you’d never put a name on it. Resentment, like poisoned water, dripped from your lips. “Another woman chooses your shirts, another woman is by your side every fucking day. And I’m just...” You felt a betraying tremble in your voice, and you shook his hand off but stayed where you were. You sounded defeated. “A late night call, a date on the outskirts of town, a person who gets flowers delivered anonymously.”

Ted brought his palms to your cheeks, his thumbs caressed the soft skin. His brown eyes were wet, and there was fear in his voice that he tried to make as even as he was able to. “You’re mine. You are the reason a year ago I decided to risk my career and give up the most genius assistant, to have the most wonderful woman by my side.” His eyes left yours, like he was ashamed. “And yes, I can’t parade you around town, yet. But it’s only because I don’t want small town gossip to be the reason of your professional failure. I know that would devastate you.”

He was right. You were the one to suggest he hired a new assistant when you left, and with the way he loved on you you’d never doubted that he couldn’t see anyone but you. But lately his workdays became longer, and every excuse he made just became another treat for your paranoia. You wished you could just stop overthinking everything, but after being loved by him, losing him became your biggest nightmare. You wanted him to kiss you, to kiss you so hard it'd show you that everything you’re afraid of was ridiculous. But you knew he wouldn’t dare until you allowed him.

“She needs to keep her fucking distance. Tell her that.” Your brows were still knitted together, a scowl baring your teeth the second you remembered the bimbo-looking blond.

“Okay.” Ted tried to stop himself from smiling, but the corners of his lips trembled when he realized that he won the battle against your insecurities yet again.

“And she isn’t allowed to buy you clothes.” You punched his chest with your neatly manicured finger. 

���Actually, she doesn’t buy-“

“I am going to be the one who helps you shop. This shirt is atrocious.” You pinched the sleeve of his shirt. It wasn’t that bad but you wouldn't give that information out even in fear of death.

“What?” Ted’s eyebrows jumped up in shock. “I picked this shirt!”

“And I also..-”

His lips found yours swallowing the rest of your sentence. Warm tongue caressed your lower lip, asking for entrance that you easily gave. He tasted of his 5pm coffee, the remnants of sweetness seduced you like a pretty smelling flower seduced a bee. Tim gently nipped at your lips, soothing them with his tongue. You followed suit. Heat pooled in your belly and seeped into the gusset of your panties. Had he bent you over right there in the tiny alley, you wouldn’t have minded. But Ted leaned back, leaving your lips to the sound of your whine.

“Hey, let’s get out of here, huh? Let’s go home and I’ll show you who exactly you are to me.” The sound of him, low and impatient, thundered through your veins. You shook your head to get some clarity.

“Don’t think that you can sweep it under the rug with a kiss or two, Ted.”

He pursed his lips, nodding thoughtfully. Then, having come to a decision with himself, he gave you a sly smile. “How about I let you do that thing you wanted?”

A new wave of wetness stained your panties, you knees buckled with the anticipation. “Really?”

You grabbed him by his hand, dragging him in the direction of your apartment, and Ted obediently let the whole street see it.

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[ams-puppy]

shitpost for izzy

—Lain

[calzone-d]

need some ted x reader please 😭

hi babe! me here! just popping in hehe.

Thinking about Reader who has just totally dominated Ted for the night. His hairs a mess, the skin of his chest a blotchy red that spreads up his neck and into his cheeks.. throat dry from calling out for you for a solid hour or two.

Just teasing him, getting him all riled up and then leaving him hanging!!! Touching him all over, in places that haven’t been touched in a while (ted needs to get pegged it’s not up for debate). Ghosting your teeth over his nipples and giggling when he jumps !! Using a “you poor baby” voice and he just EATS. IT. UP.

“Just needed me t’touch you baby, huh?”

“mmm tell me how good it feels, Teddy. You like me touching you like this? So dirty, babe.”

[delayeddrabbles]

KIWI, she/her, 30+, jj is my son, rafe is my sidepiece, barry is my husband.

requests: open

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rules: i prefer third person pov but i'm willing to take requests/create OCs, i'd rather write SFW over NSFW, i prefer angst/comedy over fluff, i will not write real people fiction. i'm also open to making graphics for people.

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[cherriqa]

+.*i get those goosebumps every time*.+

SUMMARY: he just cant shake the feeling that somebody knows... let alone his own wife..

NICK GOODE (1994) X FEM! READER

MASTERLIST : HERE

AUTH NOTE: aahhhdgfgy first fic!! based on the song goosebumps by Travis Scott 😍😍😍😍 (update, it’s been like 5 months since i started writing this.. i’m so sorry 😭😭🫶🫶)

"hello?" you ask, twirling the landline phone cord between your index and middle finger. "shit, sorry hun.." you notice the voice instantly, its your husband Nick. "sorry forr..?" you trail off, now curious. "um.. ill be home late again." his voice is low and laced with slight malice. "oh." is all you manage to say. you turn to look back in the dining room. your children are sitting happily at the table, eating spaghetti bowls.

"are you upset?" he questions, slightly nervous. "no! its fine.. ill put your food in the fridge then.." you mumble into the speaker. he sighs before speaking again. "listen, i gotta go but ill be back when you wake up. promise." he tries to sound as cheery as possible, but you can see right through the act. "okay, bye! i love you." you murmur with a small smile as the line clicks.

something is up, you can tell. you set the phone down before heading into the dining room and picking up your husbands plate. your daughter looks up at you, her curly pigtails bouncing as she swings her legs off the chair. “mommy… where’s daddy..?” she asks, her voice laced with worry. “baby, he’s fine.. he’s just caught up with work again.” you manage a smile. she nods before going back to eating.

about 4 hours later, you hear the door open and the familiar leather shoe footsteps. your husband in all his glory walks into the living room. “well hi there..” Nick says with a small grin. he walks over to you, sitting beside you on the sofa. “how was work..?” you ask, resting your head on his shoulder. he shrugs, “boring, as per usual.” the way he says it makes you giggle. “you’re sweaty, my love.” you kiss his cheek, making him smile again.

“ouch.” he jokes, standing up again. “i’ll go have a shower then.” you nod and watch as he turns around. “and by the way, could you find me that book.. um.. the one about criminology!” he recalls, to which you respond with a small “yup!” before you too, stand up.

you hear him walk up the stairs as you reach the bookshelf. as you look around, you spot a small knob out of the corner of your eye. you try to ignore it, thinking your vision is just playing tricks on you again. that is, until a passing train nearby causes the knob to rattle. you quirk your eyebrow, setting the newly found book down on the coffee table before inspecting the round knob closer.

as you get a better look, you realise that it belongs to a trapdoor that you happen to have never noticed. ‘strange..’ you think to yourself before turning it slowly. you’d think it’d be locked, considering you’ve never noticed it in your 8 years of living in your house. but it isn’t. the door slowly creaks open and the light from inside the living room shines into the small space.

upon further inspection, you spot a few candles, all of which definitely had been lit within the last few hours considering the faint smell of candle smoke. but also another thing worth noting, the two large stones with writing etched into them. one’s been fully covered, the second having almost just been started. you can only read the last 3 lines of the second stone.

RUBY LANE

THOMAS SLATER

RYAN TORRES

you make a face, weird that the last three shady side killer names are etched into.. wait.

what..?

[purplifield]

WHERE IS THE TED AND SCHLATT KINKTOBER FIC...my best friend and i have been waiting we were literally counting down to it 😭😭

🪻👻| Show em off

Kinktober

KW: exhibitionism, voyeurism, degradation, oral

When you thought of a great idea to move in with two other people, you were ecstatic! I mean split the bills into three and you can afford your monthly nail salon session. Life was going great and the two roommates were… guys. Best friends; guys. They were fun to hang around and especially with Schlatt, no boundaries were set between your vulgar conversations.

So no shit you ended up lowering your body on his dick, whimpering at the girth. Schlatt loved ass so you were facing away, using his knees as leverage. He laughed how much you were struggling, planting a slap on your rear.

“Joked you can take three guys at once, am I size of four or sumn?” He chuckled. He hissed and bottomed out for a second as you finally fully sucked in his cock, whining. It was a dick you needed a bit time for. His hands found their way on your cheeks, fondling with the soft flesh.

You slowly started to move, his head and veins felt intense. You were out of it, before you knew it, Schlatt laughed a bit again. You looked back and noticed that he was not looking at you, instead just forward; so curiously you looked at where he did.

Ted stood with the grocery bags in hand, eyebrows raised as he took in the sigh you tried to hide so desperately. But Schlatt was sick and smart: he purposely got all blankets and pillows away, now held your hips to stay in place.

“C’mon hun, don’t hide” he reassured, lifting his hips to hit a new deep and make you moan sharply “I mean look at him, he’s hard from watching you split on me” he drew some lines on your back “pathetic, no?”

Ted walked into the kitchen for a minute, and you had the courage to start moving again, your cunt spazming around his dick, letting out soft whines, eyes closed.

Until, you felt something near your mouth. Your eyes shot open and looked up. Ted, with glimmering soft eyes, held his tip against your lips and breathed out “can you?”

You confirmed by kissing his tip and around softly, before licking and finally wrapping your lips around his head.

Sensation was unreal. If you ran from Schlatt’s dick, you got deepthroated, if you ran from Ted, you felt sharp pain on your ass. Do you complied, letting them use you. For a while.

As you felt the climax building, you moaned more, sending vibrations through to Ted, his hand on your head. Schlatt kept his pace and soon, saw a white cumring forming at the base of his cock. Your eyes rolled back, you saw stars and felt how warm liquid filled your mouth, some dripping at corner of your lips. Right as you were to say too much, you felt emptiness in your cunt. You looked back to see Schlatt jerk himself a bit before ropes of white substance were on your ass, dripping down onto his abdomen.

You definitely will live with them for a long while.

[cevans-is-classic]

Ships:

Destiel

Stony

Wintetiron

Stuckony

People/Characters:

Homelander

Sebastian Stan (and characters)

Chris Evans (and characters)

Pedro Pascal (and characters)

Ethan Hawke (and characters)

Jason Seduekis (Ted Lasso)

🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[supersuburb-chix]

Actually...you know wht guys? Scratch my recent post asking for simple drawings of only ted. It is now St Patrick's Day, I myself am Irish. Now, with this knowledge, you all must draw me and Ted kissing. That's right. Follow my orders. 🍀🇮🇪

[ilyasorokinn]

hey!! can i request number 23 from the physical affection prompt list (a hug that some might consider as ~too long~) with roy kent please?

ONE LAST TIME

eek! i'm so excited for this because this is the first time i've written for roy on here! this is basically just the scene after roy gets injured in his last game and keeley comforts him! also, i am american. just thought i should preface that. i hope you enjoy :)

23. "a hug that some might consider as ~too long~" (from this prompt list)

tw: the injury (but not detailed)

it was quite a cliche. you weren't sure what you and roy were. you had been friends since he started his professional career but never anything further.

although, you had discovered pretty early on that you liked him. that tiny little crush turned into a full-blown love. but you could never tell him. the mere thought of him not reciprocating the same feelings made you sick.

so, you pushed those feelings down and tried to forget about them. you continued to be his friend and agreed to go on as many dates as keeley could set you up with.

sports were never really your thing. yeah, you went to a few games growing up with family but you never really understood them. when you and roy started hanging out, he started inviting you to games and you started to pick things up.

now, as you sit in your seat in the stadium, bundled up in your million layers, rebecca on your left and keeley on your right, you could confidently call yourself an expert in the sport of football.

you were standing up, nervously holding onto keeley's hand was roy ran down the field to stop jamie from kicking the ball into the net. he slid down to the ground, using his leg to kick jamie's legs out from under him, sending him to the ground.

the crowd cheered jumped to their feet and cheered when the ball flew in the other direction. keeley pulled you into a hug, jumping up and down.

you cheered, but kept your eyes on the field, pulling away from the hug with a nervous look on your face, "what? what is it?" keeley asked.

"he's not getting up."

the crowd stopped their cheering as roy writhered on the ground, clearly groaning in pain. the doctor rushed onto the field as a few of the players crowded around him, sam by his side.

keeley held onto your hand as rebecca ran a hand across your back, trying to calm you down. you watched the scene in front of you anxiously, waiting for roy to get up.

you only looked away from the field when the crowd of people started cheering for you, "roy kent, roy kent! he's here, he's there, he's every-fucking-where!"

roy laid on the ground for an extra second, listening to their cheers before the doctor and sam helped him off the ground. you let out a sigh of relief when he gently brushed sam off with a pat on the back, and handing the captain band off to isaac.

he stood before the crowd, clapping at them and giving them an appreciative nod before walking off the field, all by himself.

it took a second for you to gather yourself, but once you felt like you were good, you gathered your things, looking over to the other two women, who understood and gave you big smiles and quick nods.

you navigated your way through the building, toward the locker rooms. you peeked through the windows, seeing roy sitting alone in his stall.

you pushed open the door and he briefly looked up at you, but when he saw it was you, he looked down, "you're not allowed back here during a game." he told you.

you ignored him, approaching him slowly, "i told you, you have to get out." he repeated, but again, you didn't listen, "i mean it, stay the fuck away from me."

you set your jacket down and sat down next to him. you reached for his hand and squeezed it. when he didn't pull away, you wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

he leaned his head on your shoulder, reaching for your other hand and practically folded into you. neither of you said anything. you sat in silence, enjoying each other's company.

you didn't know how long you sat there in silence. it would have been minutes, it could've been hours. when he was really, he pulled his head up and looked at you.

you smiled, "i know." you nodded. he opened his mouth, but you beat him to it, "me too." his shoulders sagged and you saw his lips pull up into a small smile.

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[pray4saint]

since i need a fucking break from the ongoing incident, here's a little something i cooked up, it's situationship!poly!tedschlatt + reader's love or host

– you weren't as nervous as you thought you'd be, sitting in front of your desk, eyes glued to your monitor, hand hovering over the mouse. that was at least until you joined the video call and looked around at all the faces. one thing you were not expecting, despite how much you'd talked about your upcoming love or host on your streams and to your friends, was to see your multi-person situationship. oh shit. for a second, you smile faltered when your eyes landed on schlatt and ted shortly after.

if it had just been schlatt, you might've been expecting it, after all, he was pretty much a regular on the show, but since ted was there, on the same screen, you were doing everything in your power not to let your jaw fall slack.

this was going to be a long several hours, especially with how you'd see ted or schlatt look down and then as soon as their head would pop up, your phone would buzz on the desk and you'd wait until austin started talking again to check it.

[spennsrs]

hi! could you maybe write some ted fluff? just maybe how he shows love languages? thanks <33

not me being late to this…

here we go !! teddy boy love languages as interpreted by me <3 definitely gonna write a blurb abt this bc i love soft teddy

ok i think ted is a BIG acts of service guy… i think in order it goes:

- acts of service

- quality time

- affirmations

- physical touch

- gifts

ted is a BIG service guy me thinks. whether its tying your shoes for you, grabbing something from the top shelf, or helping pick out your clothes, he jst finds the little things so intimate and nice

definitely they type to make you/get you breakfast and serve it in bed with coffee :3

if you have a specific coffee order at the local cafe? he has it memorized and written down in his phone. more of a tea person? he has a tierlist of your favs to remember

it’s not that he hates gift giving or physical touch (he is a HUGE hand holder you cannot tell me otherwise) its just he adores doing small things to help you out or to show how much he loves you. quality time and acts of service is so ted coded!! he is a sucker for having you in the room while he edits or reviews footage for videos, asks you for advice or suggestions, he loves including you in his vids :(((

i put affirmations in the very middle bc he’s jst always giving you compliments, but also playful banter is also a big thing for him. to be able to laugh!! and bully each other!!!

[carmylasso]

coming home late from work to Ted with your baby girl perched on his hip while he whips up the newest "biscuits with the boss" batch, telling her everything he is doing as he does it, his voice going high on the most exiciting bits just so she'll giggle and try to climb up his body or reach for the bowl to have a taste. just standing by the kitchen entrance for a minute, observing them existing together and thinking about how silly you were to have gotten so nervous back when you found out about her...she fits right in, he loves her almost as much as henry loves being a big brother. you're okay.

[harvsboy]

serenity (ted nivison x gn!reader)

masterlist || hub

a/n; first blurb/fic thingy here!! honestly it started as a blurb but- I guess it's more of a fic? hell if I know. if I have a word count accessible I literally won't count something as complete unless it's at least 1k words (hence why I work out of tumblr drafts cause otherwise I'd never write) requests are OPEN!!!!

summary; reader has a meltdown and ted uses his magic to comfort them <3

cw; vague description of a meltdown, panic, one kiss, fluff!!!! with a mild hurt build up, petnames, painfully short I can't think of it any longer, lowercase intended :3

tags; @riverwritez @titishq @asterjaxx @luv4luci (send an ask to be added!)

having a meltdown and Ted just picking you up and holding you to his chest. you cry and shake but when you're calmed down a bit he sits you closer to his knees and holds your face, thumbs rubbing your cheeks. tears wiped away with one sift motion, a lingering soft kiss to your forehead is placed.

"what happened, hun?" he'll ask, eyebrows drawn together and eyes glancing over the frames of his glasses.

you whimper and hide your face in his shoulder, wanting to disappear and become one with him. he sighs, nose nuzzling into the crook of your neck. soft kisses placed amidst your skin as his hands press on your back; fingertips rubbing over your shirt.

"do you want to talk or a distraction?" you shrug and he gives you a few more moments of silence and affection, feeling your body relax in his hold; the tension dissipates quicker than it came. he asks again, and you answer with distraction.

"good, hunnybunch," he hums, he rocks you side to side in his lap. he hums a soft tune before he reaches over by the coffee table, grabbing the remote in his hand. the TV gets turned on and he sets you beside him, tucked into his side as you calm down a bit more. you glance up at him, chin on his chest as he rubs up and down your back, fingertips circling shapes.

he's scrolling through Netflix, probably on a search for your comfort show, something to distract you and help you stay grounded. things have been rough lately, and he just wants to make things easier on you.

he looked so soft from where you were, serene and comforting. his glasses perched gently on his nose, falling slightly. hair dampened from his shower, but styled in the bit of a swoop he always has. he looks so.. relaxed. you curl up into him, arms wrapped around his middle and leg tossed over his lap. you want to be one with him, and close isn't close enough.

Ted laughs as he feels you press closer to him, "are you okay, my love?" a kiss is placed at the crown of your head, his lips linger and a hum reverberates through you. you sigh, gripping his sides, bunching up the fabric of his shirt in your balled up hands.

you shrug, "better," then press your cheek to his shoulder. his arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer as he turns on your favorite show; adjusting the volume and pulling a blanket up over you both.

"I love you," a gentle whisper into your hair, and your body relaxes even further. you feel content, and happy, entirely happy with where you lie.

his hand rubs up your back, resting right in the middle of your spine as you reach up, fingertips on his jaw as you bring him into a soft and sweet kiss.

"I love you too."

[purplifield]

🪻👻| Shhh

Kinktober

KW: praise, vanilla, slight exhibitionism (no one sees you tho), cockwarming

His dick was good. It was even better when your face was in a pillow with an unfamiliar lavender scent.

Because it was his parents house. You two were staying over for a week and he couldn’t wait the whole 7 days without feeling your warm cunt.

Ted sighed as he was fully in, his hands firmly gripping your hips so you wouldn’t run away. Then he slowly started to move. He was waiting for an opportunity to enjoy sweet, soft morning sex with you, so this was mission accomplished.

Your breath hitched and morphed into a little whine. He leaned down and kissed your shoulder with a mumble “shh now, you don’t want em to hear , right?”

Despite his soft voice and touches, Ted was such a cruel man. He snapped his hips sometimes just to punch the air out of you and chuckle when you struggled to hold in the loud moan you needed to let out.

He got the hint of you being close when your pussy clenched around. I drew lines on your back, feeling proud of himself to make you feel like a putty in his arms. And he wanted to be snuggled in your cunt for a while, so you had to expect a long, lazy and filling(😉) morning.

[calzone-d]

please write something about ted masturbating using your panties it'll be so good

oh wow anon… fuck.

here we go, babies. here we fucking go.

word count: forgot to do that sorry. but it’s lots ;)

warnings: penetrative sex, oral sex (m receiving), panty sniffing, descriptions of ted’s dick lol, NOT proofread!!!

enjoy! you can read more here.

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His eyebrows furrowed as he debated his next move. Your panties were practically calling his name from the top of the bathroom laundry hamper, like they were placed perfectly on display just for him.

you’d showered after doing some light housework before falling asleep on the couch. it’s been an hour and you’re still sleeping, tucked under your favorite blanket wearing some pj shorts and one of ted’s old t-shirts.

his eyes darted around the room as if someone were watching him, and then reached to pick up the pink pair of cheeky panties from the laundry basket. picturing how perfect your ass looked in them this morning rid him of any hesitations, pushing him to take care of the throbbing erection in his sweatpants.

he pushed his pants off and sat on the made bed with his head leaning back against the headboard. reaching over, he fumbled in your nightstand drawer for some lube. it felt cold when it dripped onto his burning skin.

the lube was thrown back into your drawer and his right hand softly spread the slippery lube around his cock. his eyes darted down to your panties in his left hand and his toes curled at the feeling of his thumb swiping over his tip. his hand slid all the way down and gave his base a soft squeeze, just like you always did.. usually, before taking him into your mouth.

he rubbed his fingers over the lace trim of your panties before flipping them around to thumb over the crotch. they were still damp from before your shower, and although he tried to resist the urge to bring them up to his nose, he quickly failed. his eyes fluttered closed as he breathed in against the soft fabric.

it perfectly captured the smell he was so used to whenever he went down on you. ted would spend literal hours licking at your pussy if you let him.

slightly sticky, they smelled earthy and slightly sweet, just like you. ted worked his cock faster to the image of you on your knees in front of him. an image he got to see quite often.

aside from the heady smell of you, just the act of what he was doing had him inching closer and closer to his release. he wasn’t doing anything wrong, per se… it just felt dirty. the good kind of dirty. the kind of dirty he felt whenever you’d softly squeeze him underneath the dinner table, or when you shared a hotel room the night before a game and you’d put your palm over his mouth so no one else would hear his groans. it was a new, exhilarating experience for the man.

his racing thoughts caused him to miss you even more, and his next move was pulling your panties back down to his cock. he continued stroking himself with one hand, while the other held your panties at his pulsing red tip.

with every stroke his hips bucked into his hand and he could tell he wouldn’t last much longer. the idea of getting caught by you, even though you’d be far from upset, tipped him right over the edge. ted let out a shuddered breath as ropes of his cum covered the fabric of your panties. his hand slowed down, but kept going in a way that let him ride out his orgasm, just like you always did.

it took a few seconds for him to catch his breath after the exhilarating act. in his daze of bliss, he didn’t hear your footsteps padding down the hallway. the door was already cracked so it made no noise when you softly pushed it open.

his eyes snapped open as soon as he heard you giggle, “miss me much?” and his cheeks immediately turned beet red. “I didn’t- I was just-“

you climbed on the bed beside him and slid off his t-shirt you were wearing. your panties were sticky as you took them from him but they were quickly thrown into the laundry hamper.

ted’s breathing had picked up and his blush had spread down his neck. you settled on top of his semi-hard cock and bent down to kiss at his neck. “what is it, teddy?”

“I just- I’m sorry, I didn’t think-“, you shook your head as you pulled away.

“it was harmless fun, baby. you were enjoying yourself, and i’m just glad I could help you out.”

ted always got a little flustered after trying something new. before you he was somewhat sheltered in the “non-vanilla” world. watching him find things he enjoyed was so thrilling for you.

“so it- it was okay, right?”, he murmured

“as long as you enjoyed it, it was more than okay..” your voice was soft as you dipped your head back down to kiss around his chest and nuzzle at his chest hair.

“hmmm”, ted hummed. “feels good, hun..”

“mhm?” it was muffled against the skin of his chest. when you made it over to one of his nipples you were quick to close your lips around it and nip at it gently.

ted’s hips bucked against you at the feeling and he let out a barely audible whimper. as you kissed your way down, your hands made a home on his hips and lover belly. your fingers spread out over his skin and every few seconds you’d let him know how sexy his body was.

“love your body baby.. my man, huh?”

“feel so good under me.. so perfect teddy”

and when you got to the space right below his bellybutton you showed him some extra love. it was clear he sometimes got insecure watching all the built football players run around.

your tongue swiped over his happy trail and faint stretch marks.

“you look so perfect.. so perfect for me”

“could kiss all over you for hours, hun.”

“this is all I ever wanted.. from the first time I saw you..”

his body softly shook as he shuddered out another breath. you kissed and nipped at his hip bones before making your way to the base of his cock. you left wet, warm kisses around it and he was already ready to go again. your hands squeezed at his strong thighs before you moved off him to slip your panties off.

“holy shit, ted..”

your eyes were practically hearts as you grabbed at his cock. it was thick, and long with mushroomed tip covered by a thin layer of foreskin. by the time you got settled between his legs you were practically purring at the sight of it.

you pumped his cock a couple times before giving him a light squeeze, and as soon as a drop of pre-cum came out you were immediately taking his tip into your mouth. the salty taste of him made you moan.

before you could continue getting too far into it, ted was softly pulling you off of him.

“cant take that right now sweetheart, need to feel you.”

without missing a beat you shimmied up his body and pressed your slick pussy against his cock. you didn’t even bother to tease him by slipping it through your folds, you could tell he was already so far gone.

reaching behind you, you lined his cock up with yourself and slowly sunk down. it took a few minutes for you to take it all, but the two of you had grown used to that by now. not only was he lengthy, he had quite a bit of girth he was packing as well.

as usual, he slid his thumb around your clit and kissed around your neck and chest while waiting patiently. even though it almost killed him after his orgasm from earlier, he wouldn’t dare say a thing to risk you moving off of him. his hand on your back pulled you into his chest so that he could nuzzle into your neck.

ted’s strong arms wrapped around you, one around your waist and one around your back, as he held you to him. he let out a strangled moan as you finally began to rock your hips.

“so.. mmm- so warm, darlin’. feels so fuckin’ good..”

hearing his voice get deep and scratchy and listening to him throw out curse words like it was nothing reeeeally did it for you.

when you began to actually bounce on top his hands slid down to your waist to make it easier on you. at some point you were barely doing any work, ted was just pulling you on and off his cock.

you wrapped your arms around his neck as he sped up, and the angle made your clit brush his pubic bone every few thrusts.

ted could tell you were getting close by the way your moans slowly just bled together. he wrapped one arm around the small of your back to pull you into him and put more pressure against your clit. your moans turned into nonsense as you grew closer to what was about to be a strong ass orgasm.

“oh- ted that’s.. yes, don’t- fuck!” your voice squeaked and your walls clenched even tighter around him. the feeling tipped him so close to edge.

“can, fuck- can I fill you up sweetheart?” always the gentleman.

you had started to tremble from the aftershocks of your orgasm but you still managed to squeak out a, “please, ted.. please, i need it..”

the desperation in your voice sent him flying into his second orgasm, groaning even louder than before as he held you tight against him.

after his movements stilled you could feel him pulse inside of you as he filled you with his cum, tip pressed flush against your cervix and arms squeezing you tight.

“mmm, yes, honey.. y’take it so well..”, his voice was scratchy and his arms began to quiver from how tight he was holding you.

once he let up on his grip he still held you flush against his pelvis. some of his cum had began slipping out of you and when you both pulled away to gawk at the sight of it you let out a soft whimper.

“like it when I fill you up, sweetheart?” there was a hint of cockiness in his voice.

“fuckin’ love it, ted. always want to be full of you.”

he slowly slid you off of him and picked you up into his arms to carry you across the bedroom and into the bathroom.

“you’ve got me, hun. m’all yours.”

the way you smiled at his reassurance made him smile just as big, and he pressed a few kisses to your damp hair.

he sat you down on wobbly legs and helped you to sit on the toilet lid while he turned on the shower.

once you finally caught your breath you couldn’t help but tease him a little.

“should I save these panties for you too?”

ted turned around in a flash with a blush on his cheeks, “I- you don’t- I mean if you wanted to you-“

you leaned over to press a warm kiss to his hipbone and began to giggle into his skin. “

“was just screwin’ with you, Teddy. find my panties whenever you want, hun.”

thanks for reading!

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Ur ted art makes me so insane like yeah that’s him right there!! Ted!!. I wish u would let him be nicer to ur oc tho she deserves some love from the weird guy ❤️

HELLO ANON!!!!!!

My sincerest apologies for taking very much over a week to respond.. like I said, this ask if very appreciated!! Especially since I am having a rough time trying to doodle Ted in between my increasingly busy schedule. School sucks. Ugh. Ok, flower for your troubles!! Enough ranting!!

Ted is. Definitely working on showing his appreciation to June!!! He’s trying. In a way. More weird guy love for her!

Ok baiii see u all hopefully soon.. yk the drill!! I leave until I can return with art to dump!! ^^