#jsuds

[drummergetwicked]

Mmmmmm so fucking sexy. I’d let him do whatever he wanted.

Jason Sudeikis on offcamera with Sam Jones (x)

[drummergetwicked]

Jason Sudeikis in Colossal

If so evil why sex shaped?

[addieisnotawriter]

THE DUET WE NEVER THOUGHT WE NEEDED

[calzone-d]

Masterlist

Hi, I’m cal, and this is my masterlist! I write for Ted Lasso/Jason Sudeikis. My inbox is always open for requests or just to talk! I’ll write one-shots, blurbs, headcanons, or we can just bounce concepts off each other! I’d like to note that I am towards the end of nursing school, so I may not get to any asks immediately!

*Some thoughts/concepts/blurbs may not be linked here, but can be found by searching “ted lasso thoughts”, or “my writing.”

*Other tags I use: dad!ted, dad!jason, mom!reader, sub!ted, jason sudeikis rpf

*This blog contains NSFW content, 18+ only! I’m not responsible for the content you consume.

*I do not write OC’s, all of my fics are x reader

-Ted Lasso x Fem!Reader———————

One Shots

Movie Night (smut)

After celebrating Richmond’s latest win, Ted invites you back to his hotel room for a movie night. You don’t watch much of the movie.

Like Father, Like Son (fluff)

You wake up in the middle of the night to Ted and Henry being sick.

Couch Kisses (smut)

An imagine inspired by my post about kissing Ted’s bulge over his khakis.

Something New (smut)

You and Ted finally drabble into the dom/sub dynamic. (sub!ted, softdom!reader)

Reconnected (fluff)

After Ted and your daughter recover from being sick, they’re both ecstatic to see you again.

Nightmares (angst/fluff)

When Ted has a nightmare, feeling your baby kick calms him down.

Helping Hands (comfort/fluff)

You come home from a long day to dinner and a clean house, courtesy of Ted and Henry.

Accidents Happen (comfort/fluff)

Henry is still learning how to hold his new baby sister.

Close Call (angst/comfort)

Ted gets a call no one could’ve prepared him for while at work

Unplanned Sleepovers (angst/comfort/fluff)

Henry finds you crying and insists on spending the night with you, while also finding a new nickname for you. Ted comes home and joins the action.

Only You (smut)

You and Ted have a moment alone in a closet at Roy and Keeley’s wedding.

Always There (comfort/fluff/smut)

You have a heart to heart with Henry before comforting ted in a way that only you can.

Sunscreen (fluff)

You spend a little time flirting with Ted during a team beach day.

Growing (fluff)

A glimpse into a domestic morning with Ted, before a serious conversation ensues.

Headcanons/Drabbles

showering with ted

random HC about Ted taking care of you while you’re drunk, plus non-alcohol related domestic dad!Ted

Ted + your baby bump HC’s

Ted + books/reading HC’s

power outage with Ted & Henry

waking up next to Ted

Ted + your newborn baby girl HC’s

Ted comforting you when you’re hurt, sick, and sad.

giving Ted a blowjob

reader is worried Ted misses his old family, and he reassures her he doesn’t

Ted and reader on a break HCs

Ted and reader doing yoga HCs

being a couch potato with Ted HCs

giving ted a blowjob to help him relax HCs

reader snaps at Ted after a bad day

cockwarming with ted

Ted + reader w/ a stomachache HCs

reader sitting in Ted’s lap while he fingers her

ted & panty sniffing x reader

Multi-part Fics

Mild Misunderstandings (angst/fluff)

A stressful week begins to take its toll on you and Ted.

part one

part two

Lover’s Exploration (smut)

Ted takes interest in a previous sexual encounter you bring up, and wants to try it.

part one

part two (coming soon!!)

Prompt List Works

I don’t know how much longer I could’ve taken this..

-Jason Sudeikis x Fem!Reader——————-

One Shots

Taking Care (smut)

After a long two weeks of quickies, you and Jason find time to play with a new buttplug you ordered.

Riding Dirty (smut)

You ride Jason for the first time.

Quality Time (fluff)

When Jason gets injured, you spend some quality time with the kids.

Headcanons/Drabbles

jason eating reader out HCs

jason + praise kink + riding (nsfw)

Prompt List Works

wait, don’t go.. please..

breaking down mid-hug because they just needed it so much

-Kinktober 2023------

Mirror Sex (Jason Sudeikis x Fem!Reader)

Phone Sex (Ted Lasso x Fem!Reader)

Breeding Kink (Jason Sudeikis x Fem!Reader)

Overstimulation (Jason Sudeikis x Fem!Reader)

Pregnancy Kink (Ted Lasso x Fem!Reader)

Gentle Femdom (Ted Lasso x Fem!Reader)

Bondage/Edging/Toys Night (Jason Sudeikis x Fem!Reader)

Surprise kink!!! (Ted Lasso x Fem!Reader)

[sneaky-salty-bitch]

Ted Lasso: the number one shipper of RoyKeeley

[livelaughloveleonsk]

I was literally so happy a second ago why am I like this

[gaytedlasso]

Trent has been feeling very inspired by something lately… yes you guessed it, he got a new copic marker set ! ✌️🌈✨

Ted just happens to have nice hands that’s nothing special ofc why do you ask

[nerdgirljen]

I… okay, I admit I watched for Jason, but the end, tho.

[sillygooseassociation]

Running Late

Requests: Waaaaiiiiitttt can I ask for getting ready for an event with Jason and him watching you do make up??? Fluff orrr smut orrrrrrrr both you're in charge lol /// ............did I hear getting ready with Jason? Possibly smut? 👀🥵Because I'm just throwing fluffy and affectionate smut sitting on the bathroom counter out there........but honestly I'll read anything I'm foaming at the mouth because we're being fed with content lately

Description: While getting ready for the 2022 Emmy's, Jason helps you do your makeup and that leads to the two of you getting a bit...distracted.

Warnings: Smut, oral (m and f receiving), mentions of O*ivia

Pairing: Jason Sudeikis x reader

Word Count: 2.5k

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Retying your towel’s knot, you let out a frustrated groan, it had slid down god knows how many times, and you just didn’t have the time for it. Walking into the bathroom and leaning against the door frame, Jason watched you with an amused smile. With his top two buttons undone and his hair loose with no product, he couldn’t help his eyes from raking up and down your body, “You know, I’m sure it would be easier if you just the towel fall, didn’t worry about it at all.” 

You turn to the cheeky man, a small smirk on your face paired with a quirked eyebrow, “Oh, would that be easier? Are you sure that wouldn’t bother you too much? I don’t want to bother you before your big night or anything.” Jason’s amused smile turned into a smirk as he jokingly contemplated your questions, “I mean, I can take one for the team. If I must.”

Shaking your head at him with a laugh, you turn back to the mirror, checking to make sure your foundation was even. You didn’t want your face to look too cakey, especially since it would be the talk of Twitter and Instagram the next day. You didn’t need your bad makeup decisions to take the attention away from Jason’s Emmy wins. Though he refused to entertain the thought of him winning once again instead of one of the other nominees, you knew he would be taking home the award for “Outstanding Lead Actor in a Comedy Series” that evening.

Moving to sit on the edge of the bathtub centered in the hotel’s bathroom, Jason watched you put on your concealer and highlighter, having no clue what either of them truly did but perfectly content admiring your beauty and concentration. Olivia never really liked Jason around when she was getting ready, she felt like there was no reason for it, that he would just distract her. Not that she had much to be distracted from though, she always had a glam squad getting her ready and needed every single thing about her appearance to be perfect. 

You, on the other hand, absolutely refused a glam squad when Jason offered to hire one for your first award show together. “What, Jason, no, I don’t need all that. I can get myself ready, I’d rather spend the afternoon together just the two of us before an evening of excitement and partying.” Of course, Jason had his own glam squad for major events, but that consisted of one hair stylist and his assistant dropping off his outfit. While a glam squad for you would consist of hours of preparation until leaving for the red carpet, his lasted only about 30 minutes and was done two hours before your departure.

Jason watching you put on your makeup had now become some sort of a tradition before premieres and award shows. When you two had the kids with you, Daisy and Otis would have fun with you doing their makeup too, going out and getting fun eyeshadows and lip glosses once you found out how much they enjoyed it. Even though he had watched your process numerous times, he became nervous every time you brought out the eyelash curler. Watching you do your left eye, he nervously fidgeted with his fingers, what if you poked your eye out? What if you pulled out all of your eyelashes and then were in a bunch of pain? He couldn’t handle the thought of you in pain. 

Meeting his gaze in the mirror, you turned to face him when noticing his nervous expression, taking the curler off after 10 seconds. “Jason, you okay?” Gulping as he nodded, he rubbed the back of his head, “Yeah, I just always get nervous when you use that thing. It looks like a torture device.” Chuckling, you move close to him, standing in between his legs as you offer the curler to him, “Here, you do my other one. You’ll see there’s nothing to worry about.”

Jason widens his eyes at you, taking the metal piece into his hand as you adjust your position, straddling one of his thighs and placing both feet on the ground to balance yourself, you certainly didn’t need any accidents while he held something so close to your eyes. Sliding up his thigh, you close the gap between you two, Jason placing his free hand on your hip to steady you, “Are you sure? What if I hurt you?” Smiling at his worry, you kiss the tip of his nose to reassure him, “You won’t, I promise.”

You close your eyes as he nods apprehensively, opening up the curler and closing it on your lashes. He lets out a deep breath, you were right, he wasn’t hurting you. You show him a small smile, the two of you sharing the same air with how close you are. Opening the curler and taking it away from your face, you open your eyes, realizing just how close the two of you are. Before you can make a teasing comment or kiss him, your towel begins to fall down again. Adjusting the towel so it stays up, you wiggle a bit on Jason’s upper thigh, a movement that elicits a deep growl from the man, “Y/N. Stop that.” You look up at him with a confused expression before noticing the dark look in his eyes. “Oh, okay.” Looking at the clock on the wall, you realize you have twenty minutes before you have to leave. “Jas, we don’t have enough time.” Glancing back at the clock and realizing the same thing you did, he turns to you with a smirk on his face, “I’m fine with being late.”

Sliding you off his leg, Jason stands up and backs you toward the bathroom counter, picking you up and placing you in between the two sinks. Leaning forward to kiss you passionately, Jason grips your hips tightly, biting on your bottom lip so that you’ll grant him access. You explore each other’s mouths which serves as a distraction while Jason pulls at the knot, the towel falling off your body.

Moving from your lips to your neck, Jason leaves small bites and licks, having to refrain from leaving love marks. He continues down, placing light kisses around your nipple before sucking the nub into his mouth, biting it to bring out your whimpers that he loves so much. Switching to your other breast, he leaves numerous bites and bruises, glad that he can at least mark you as his on that part of your body, even if no one will see it.

Kneeling onto the ground, Jason pulls your hips forward, placing you on the edge of the counter so that he can have the best access to make you feel good. Seeing that you were beginning to drip with arousal, Jason smiles brightly, pleased to know that he affects you just as much as you affect him. He kisses up your thighs, sucking bruises into the skin, wanting you to look in to mirror the next day and remember where his head was on his journey to paradise.

You whine, wrapping your legs around his head to lock him in place, tugging on his hair in desperation, “Jason, please…” Looking up at you, he is blown away by how gorgeous you look from the angle, your eyes closed tightly in anticipation, your chest heaving up and down quickly as you try to catch your breath. He places one more kiss on your inner thigh before placing a light kiss on your clit, causing you to let out a small moan. He places one hand on your hip and the other on your outer thigh, rubbing circles into your skin as he dives into your core, licking soft stripes between your folds. He curls his tongue in, exploring as deep as he can before coming back to the surface, sucking your clit into his mouth before he runs his teeth over the sensitive nub, bringing out a moan from deep in your throat.

He groans at the sound you make, wishing nothing more than to be inside you but knowing you don’t have the time. He focuses back on your core, drinking it in like it's a cool iced tea on a hot summer day. His feverish licks cause his mustache to rub against your clit, the bristly ends of the hair overstimulating you, “J-Jas, I’m close.” 

Jason hums contently, wanting to taste you on his tongue but also wanting to bring you to that bliss, wanting to please you as much as he can. He continues the rhythm he has going, inching forward so that his tongue can reach even deeper, the point of his nose rocking against your clit as you begin to rut against his face. Letting out gasps, you tug at his hair while your vision turns white, your legs shaking as Jason enjoys his meal, lapping up every last drop. 

As you catch your breath, Jason rises back to his feet, giving you a kiss on the forehead as he rubs your lower back, “You’re always such a good girl for me, baby. It’s nice to know you’ll listen to me. Always make me proud.” Leaning up, you press a kiss to the underside of his chin, missing the feeling of his scruff after the hair stylist cleaned him up earlier. “Can I show you just how good of a girl I am?”

He glances down at his watch, you have 10 minutes before you are supposed to be down at the town car, but who was he to let down his sweet girl, “I’d love that, beautiful.” You slide off the counter, your legs feeling a bit shaky though you quickly gain your balance. Pushing him back, Jason now stands in front of the bathtub, watching you fondly as you unzip his pants and slide down both of his bottom layers in one motion, not wasting any time. At your direction, he sits on the edge of the tub, your roles reversed from a minute ago as you now kneel on the floor. You take his cock into your hands, squeezing it lightly as Jason mewls at you barely touching it, “Gonna take care of you bubs, gonna start your celebration now.” Leaning forward, you lick at his tip before taking him in your mouth, causing a deep groan to leave Jason’s mouth as he throws his head back. 

You take as much of him as you can, your hands working the rest that you are unable to fit. Bobbing up and down, you hollow your cheeks as you attempt to find your rhythm, not used to doing it on your own. Normally, you and Jason both enjoy him holding your hair back and deciding your pace, fucking himself into your mouth, but with your hair done, there seemed to be an unspoken agreement that you would abstain from that this time. Going off of the volume of his moans, you stay at your current pace, using one of your hands to play with his balls, massaging them as your other hand worked the base of his dick. 

Jason gripped the side of the tub as much as he could, though the porcelain material didn't really allow for it. “I’m almost there baby, so close.” You grip his balls slightly, applying some pressure to them as you hollow your cheeks as much as you can, taking him even deeper to the point of you gagging until you feel him send ropes of cum down your throat. Once he has no more to give and is attempting to slow his heart, you pull off him, licking your lips before placing a kiss on his softening member before standing up. Jason pulls you into him, kissing you passionately as he places both hands on your ass, holding you as close as he possibly can.

You pull away, both of you catching your breath after the hot kiss, each of you able to taste yourself on the other’s lips. Stepping back, you look at the clock. You had five minutes before you should be leaving, meanwhile, your makeup and hair are done but you are completely naked and Jason’s hair needs fixing, his shirt needs buttoning, and his outfit is incomplete without his tie and jacket. You give him a quick kiss before hurrying to the bedroom, throwing on your underwear before unzipping the bag your dress hung in. Letting Jason buy you a dress to wear for your first event took convincing, you hated the idea of him spending money on you. But after years together and knowing you would be spending the rest of your lives together, you knew there was no point in fighting it, he wanted to spoil his girl.

Slipping on your dress, you look in the mirror, admiring the way the shade of red popped, happy with the choice you made a couple of weeks back. Reaching behind, you struggle to reach the zipper, unable to pull it up yourself. “Jason, can you come zip me up please?” Humming in response, Jason fixes the last piece of his hair, hoping he replicated how it looked earlier and that he wouldn’t get an angry text from his stylist when photos came out later that evening. He enters the room, letting out a whistle when he sees you, “Goddamn, I’m a lucky man.” You blush deeply, still responding like a schoolgirl when he compliments you, even after all this time. He stands behind you, pulling your zipper all the way up before placing a soft kiss to the back of your neck. You turn around, giving him a kiss in thanks before returning to the bathroom to put on your lipstick. When you enter the bedroom again, Jason is sitting on the edge of the bed with a buttoned shirt, perfect tie, and lint-free jacket.

“Hey, darling?” You hum in response, not looking up so that you can give your heels all of your attention, not wanting to fall over as you put them on, “You swear I’ll win tonight, right?” Secured in your shoes, you turn around to see him standing in between you and the door, his phone in one hand and your clutch in the other, “Yes, I do swear you’ll win.” He smiles brightly at your confidence in him, “Well then, if I win, can I choose my prize when we come back after?” You chuckle as you close the distance between you, even after having a quickie, Jason was already thinking about getting you in bed after the awards show. “Sure babe, you can choose your prize.”

He kisses you quickly before wrapping an arm around you, the two of you heading to the door before turning off the room lights, then making your way down the hallway. As you stand in the descending elevator, you pull your phone out of your clutch only to notice the time, “Shit, Jason, we’re late.” Jason glances at your phone, chuckling before kissing you on the temple as the doors open, “Totally worth it.”

[mellasso]

Magic Eye Shark Movie - The Rewrite ft. Jason Sudeikis

Bonus:

[sarahsardines]

i gasped … CAUSE LOOK AT HIM OMG

[here-there-everyfuckenwhere]

Launching headlong back into my Ted/Trent insanity <333

[drummergetwicked]

Dreamy fuck. 🥰💖

[addieisnotawriter]

this duet was everything

[calzone-d]

Riding Dirty (Jason Sudeikis x Reader)

a/n: thanks everyone for being patient with me while I studied for finals and took a few days off from writing. hope this makes up for it! requests are always open, so send anything in! love hearing you guys’ ideas!

pairing: Jason Sudeikis x Fem!Reader

word count: 2.6

summary: Your first time riding Jason. (18+)

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You and Jason had been on a few dates now, and you could honestly say you were over the moon about your budding relationship. Not only was your connection amazing, but the sex was on an entirely new level.

Before you met him, you were typically left unsatisfied by your previous partners. Their skill, their desire, their assets. Sure, size wasn’t everything, but it definitely was something.

Jason was the biggest guy you’d ever been with. He always made sure to take his time to warm you up with foreplay before going straight to sex- not only was it just the right way to do things, it would be quite a challenge to take him this early on without the foreplay. Although he was aware of his size, he was nevery overtly cocky, something you were beginning to love about him.

Tonight was a perfect example. He’d invited you over, poured you a glass of wine, then the two of you cooked dinner together. By now, though, dinner had been long forgotten. You were lying across his couch, head propped up on the headrest, eyes rolled to the back of your head. While sitting and discussing your week after dinner, his hands running up and down your exposed legs sparked desire deep in you. Jason could tell, this was obvious by the way he pressed hot kisses down your neck. Occasionally, he’d sneak in a soft bite.

His lips made their way down your body, across your breasts, and to the hem of your pajama shorts.

“Jason, please-“, you whined.

“What is it, honey?”

“I need your mouth”, without another word he pulled your shorts and panties down your legs. You were hoping he’d go straight in, but you should’ve known he’d want to take his time to admire you. He put both hands on your kneecaps and spread your legs apart. A crimson blush spread across your cheeks as he stared directly at your pussy. There wasn’t a single doubt in your mind that you were absolutely dripping, and your thoughts were quickly confirmed by Jason.

“You’re dripping, Y/N. Fuck”, he practically growled. He brought two fingers up to slowly stroke your lips. Just to be a tease, he avoided putting any direct pressure on your clit. Thankfully he didn’t ask for any words before he decided to take mercy on you, your brain was mush.

Jason decided to omit his plan of starting with his fingers, instead opting to lick a firm stripe up your slit. He moaned into your pussy before pulling away, “You taste so good, baby. Fucking delicious”.

His lips immediately returned to your pussy, licking slow, deep stripes up your lips before stopping to flick softly at your clit.

As your clit began to swell, Jason spent more time swirling his tongue around it. He’d make tight circles around it, suck it into his mouth while he flicked it with his tongue, and would sloppily kiss at it before repeating. You looked down to meet his eyes, and the pure desire in them made you whine.

You reached a hand down to thread through his hair, “Yes, Jason. Feels s’good-“. There was no point in trying to speak anymore, all you cared about right now was the feeling of his tongue on your pussy. He brought a single finger up to press gently into you, and wasn’t surprised at all when there was little resistance. When he curled it upwards, it pressed perfectly against your g-spit and you bucked your hips into his face.

He didn’t seem to mind at all. Actually, he began eating you out even more purposefully. You bucked and writhed against his finger, desperate for him to make you cum. Your moans went straight to his cock, and the sight of him slowly rutting his hips into the cushion of the couch only turned you on more. The moans he let out into your pussy added the perfect amount of vibration.

“fuck, keep doing that.”

Before you could get any closer to finishing, he pulled away. You pouted down at him, but the sight of your arousal coating his mustache and scruffy chin made you whimper. Jason smirked up at you, and slowed the movement of his fingers that were buried in you.

“How you doing, sweetheart?”, the way he asked was so nonchalant.

You let out a breathy laugh at the way he was still so caring, even though you knew his cock was painfully hard.

“C’mere, Jas.”, you reached down for him. You pulled him up with a hand on the back of his neck. He was eager to kiss you, licking at the seam of your lips before prodding his tongue against yours. The taste of you on his tongue made you moan, and the sound encouraged him to pull you close. Messy was the only way to describe the kiss.

“Turn around”, you moaned after you pulled away to breathe. Jason sat back against the couch, and you were quick to straddle him. Your pussy was soaked, and he could undoubtedly feel it through his boxers when you rocked against him. He threw his head back at the feeling of your lips against his neck. Both hands were planted firmly against your hips, and he used his grip to help rock you against him.

The kisses you pressed to his neck were sloppy and wet, and you would occasionally sprinkle in a teasing nip. Every time your teeth met his neck you felt his cock throb against you. You pulled away to admire his flushed face, “Look so good, Jas.”

He grinned at your compliment, and you leaned forward to press a soft kiss to his dimple. While you took a second to catch your breath, he lifted his hips to shimmy his boxers down his sculpted legs. When you returned to your position on top of him, you both sighed at the feeling of his cock pressed flush against your pussy.

You leaned forward to kiss him for a minute. This time was slow and deliberate.

Before it could get heated, you pulled away and shifted back to sit closer to his knees. His thick cock bobbed at the movement, and you looked down in awe. It was thick and veiny with an angry red tip. You gathered spit in your mouth before letting it drop down to coat his shaft. Jason moaned when you used a gentle hand to spread it up and down his cock. You brought a hand up to brush over the dark hair that coated his chest. The feeling of your hands on him made his cock throb once more.

One of your fingers brushed against Jason’s nipple and he let out an unexpected moan at the action. You made a mental note of it while you stroked him more firmly now, and ran your thumb across the head of his cock. It sat tall against your belly, and you imagined how far it would fill you up once it was finally inside of you.

You knew he was big; that was something you’d learned the first night you spent together. It didn’t cross your mind that this would be the first time you were on top, but you were beginning to wonder if you’d be able to fit all of him inside of you this way. He pulled you in for a kiss while you continued to stroke him. His breath was hot against your face, and the sounds he made were unreal.

You’d grabbed a condom earlier and slid it in the pocket of your pajama shorts, so you pulled away quickly to grab it and roll it down his shaft. As soon as you pulled back to admire your handiwork, he was bringing you in for another kiss.

Eventually, you raised up on your knees and positioned your entrance over the tip of his cock. Both of you let out moans as he finally found his way inside you, but a few inches down you needed a second to adjust. Jason could tell, and said nothing as you buried your head in his shoulder and tried to take a few deep breaths.

“Shit- Your pussy’s so tight, baby.”, you moaned at his words. You didn’t need much time to adjust to his girth, but in this position, you had nowhere to hide from his length. With gravity in consideration, you had no option but to just take it. He could tell by your moans it was a little painful, but knew that if it became too much you’d tell him.

One of his hands raised up to stroke at your back, “Look at me, sweet girl.”

You pulled away to meet his eyes. Without saying anything, he brought two fingers up to your lips and you allowed him to push them into your mouth with no hesitation. The way you sucked and swirled your tongue around his fingers made it hard for him to not buck up into you. Before he pulled them out he pressed a gentle kiss to your temple, “Good girl, Y/N”. His praise made you whimper pathetically.

Jason pressed you close to him and pulled his fingers out of your mouth before dropping them down to your clit. His slippery fingers drew sloppy circles against your clit, making it a bit easier for you to relax. Your mouth fell open in a hot, silent moan against his neck.

“That feel good, baby?”

You only moaned into his skin. His fingers stopped their movement at your lack of words, “Give me words, sweetheart”.

“Yes, Jas.”

“That’s my girl”, his fingers continued as they were before. You were already soaked, but his movements made you even more wet, which made it easier for you when you slowly started to take more of him. Your mouth fell open in a silent “o”. It hurt, but felt so good at the same time. Your hands grasped at his skin, and your nails left red lines in their path.

“mmm- You can take it, sweet girl.”, you sunk a bit lower onto him. “Just like that”, Jason moaned.

His fingers stayed toying with your clit while you were focused on taking the rest of his cock. You felt so full, his tip was nestled firmly against your cervix. Jason tipped his head down to press hot kisses against your collarbone and shoulder. His lips against your skin only aroused you more, and allowed you to sink down an inch more. It wasn’t much, but to you it felt like it could’ve been 10 inches more.

“So good for me, take my cock, honey. I know you can.”, you whimpered at his praise and felt even more compelled to please him. He pinched your clit lightly between his fingers and you squealed into his neck.

“ah!”

He chuckled lowly at the sound. After a few minutes of him helping you adjust, your clit finally made contact with the firm surface of his pubic bone. The hair there was slightly scratchy against you, but you were relieved you had taken it all.

“Ja-oh”, you were cut off by the feeling of him throbbing deep inside you.

His chest hair scratched lightly against your nipples. His hands were large and warm against you. His cock was buried so deeply in you, you could barely fathom it. All of the sensations combined made you feel high.

“Feels good being full of me, baby?”

“so good”

Jason brought you in for another kiss, and it wasn’t long before you were panting against his mouth. When he slowly started to rock you against him, you thought you were going to cum on the spot. You felt so full, and the drag of your clit against his pubic bone added just the right amount of pressure.

He grabbed a tight hold of your hips and began softly bouncing you on top of him. Your moans went up an octave, the repetitive pressure of his tip hitting your cervix gave you just the perfect amount of pleasurable pain. Looking down to where you two were joined, you let out another loud moan. Just knowing he was so deep inside of you drove you crazy.

“Take my cock baby, you can take it, can’t you?”, the slight condescending tone behind his words made you clench against him. He brought up a hand to cup your cheek as you now bounced against him on your own.

“Yes, I can take- oh”, he pinched one of your nipples in his other hand. “I can take it, I promise.”

“Of course you can, sweet girl. Made to take my fuckin’ cock, hm?”, he slipped a thumb in your mouth and you whined against it before nodding.

“mm-hmm”

He pressed a warm hand flat against the front of your belly. “You feel me there?”

You could barely form words, let alone nod. What did he expect you to do when he had you like this?

His hand had now moved to hold your jaw, forcing you to hold his stare. “Being so good, taking me so deep like this.”

Jason’s voice was low and raspy. His hands moved to cup your bouncing tits, and he leaned forward to take a nipple into his mouth. The action made you clench again, which caused him to bite harder. When he hit harder, it made you clench again. It was a beautiful cycle.

He sucked on the hardened buds like it was his only mission in life. One of his hands reached behind your head to bury itself in your hair. The other raised up to land a quick slap against your breast, and he watched in awe as you moaned and arched into him.

“Want to feel you cum on my cock”, thank fuck. You didn’t know how much longer you could last.

“m’so close Jason please”

“Please what, sweet girl?”

“I-ohhh”, your words trailed off into a moan.

Truthfully, you didn’t even know what you were asking for. Somehow Jason knew, as he pulled you down onto him in a quick rhythm, and angled your hips just right so that your clit wouldn’t be neglected.

Tears pricked your eyes as you threw your head back.

“shit, Y/n. Cum for me, sweet girl”, his moans combined with his lips pressed to your pulse point sent you barreling over the edge. You practically screamed as you came on his cock, squeezing it and sending your juices dripping down his shaft.

The feeling of your walls milking him sent him into his own orgasm, hands pulling you close, breath hot in your ear. He held you firmly against him as he filled up the condom. Hopefully, you’d eventually know what it felt like to have him truly fill you up.

His cock pulsed against the deepest parts of you while the two of you did your best to calm your breathing. Jason had a tight hold on you, pressing you into his chest and stroking your hair while whispering praises to you.

“Did so good, my honey.”

You blushed against his skin and squeezed him tight. When his cock had gone soft you gently, and shakily, slid off him. He didn’t let you go far, and pulled you back in before you could even get off his lap.

He slid the condom off before letting you settle against him, and grabbed a throw blanket off the back of the couch to drape over your back. The two of you discussed plans for the rest of the night and next day, before getting up to shower.

When you attempted to stand, your legs trembled a bit and you could already feel the beginnings of an ache deep down.

Jason chuckled at you before helping you up and to the bathroom, “Better get used to it, baby.”

Thanks for reading!

[sneaky-salty-bitch]

The way the loud cheering scares him and catapults him back to reality and away from a panic attack.