Ted Lasso Recs: Roy/Jamie
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By: immordelle
Info: Explicit, 6,864 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: “Oi,” Jamie says. He snaps his fingers and then looks inordinately pleased when Roy glares at him. “Guess it’s down to you and me, grandad. Honestly, I’m surprised a fossil like you can still keep up.”
He’s leering a bit as he says it, eyes sparkling behind colored frames. Roy doesn’t think highly of players who rely on sunglasses to conceal their tells, figures that if you’re going to sit at the table you ought to be able to look a man in the eyes and lie to his face. But Jamie’s sunglasses are bright fucking orange, not even dark enough to hide his eyes, so it’s clear the only reason he’s wearing them is to be a prick. It makes Roy’s blood boil.
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fuck it up
By: jedusaur
Info: Explicit, 1,800 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: "So you get off on beating me up, do you?" Jamie's nose is starting to bleed again. He licks it off his lip. "Is that why you've been bullying me all this time? Getting your rocks off?"
He tilts his cheek up, daring Roy to slap it again, and gets what he's asked for. Roy keeps to the same cheek, wanting to see the difference between the two as it pinks up. It's fucking sublime, it's fucking art, like a torn-up rose, like that painting that shredded itself right after being sold, like Roy's fucking knee. Nothing's perfect until it's not anymore.
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Blow Jobs and Positive Reinforcement
By: dont_take_me_home
Info: Explicit, 4,292 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: If he ever allowed himself, guiltily, to picture something happening with Jamie, it wasn't this -- not Jamie just falling to his knees like he'd been waiting for this for ages, melting into him, trembling with pleasure at the first sign of dominance from Roy, all his fight and pride and all their miserable, difficult history together thrown aside boldly in the service of having a damn good time.
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Beware of Darkness
By: Face_of_Poe
Info: Explicit, 4,877 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: Sometimes it feels like the universe gave him Jamie. A mirror into his younger idiot self. A chance to learn some hard lessons and be a better person, usually, for them, a chance to pass on some hard-won wisdom and set Jamie up, hopefully, for avoiding some of Roy’s old mistakes.
A budding generational talent to prop up Roy’s first season as manager, the glue that binds the team together, and he’s spoiled for it and taking still more because Christ, how is he supposed to turn away what Jamie’s so eager to offer?
He’s a brute, the worst sort of sleaze in professional sports, but it’s just so fucking easy.
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How Hard a Broken Heart Can Swoon
By: pepperlandgirl4
Info: Explicit, 4,540 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary:Roy took the last bite of his kebab and pushed the basket away. “Well, what the fuck do we do now?”
“I already told you.”
“What?”
“Rebound fuck.”
“And I already told you…wait, what the fuck, Jamie?”
“What?”
“Are you suggesting my rebound fuck should be with you?”
“I’m not suggesting it shouldn’t be with me.” Jamie licked the tahini sauce off his thumb. “I’m a great lay. It won’t be a one-night stand.”
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if you want something
By:
Info: Explicit, 2,476 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: Jamie knows the exact date of the last time he got off thinking about Roy Kent spanking him red. It was the night before he met Roy Kent. He knows this because before they met, he'd been getting off to that fantasy every night he'd spent by himself since age fourteen.
By: immordelle
Info: Explicit, 6,864 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: “Oi,” Jamie says. He snaps his fingers and then looks inordinately pleased when Roy glares at him. “Guess it’s down to you and me, grandad. Honestly, I’m surprised a fossil like you can still keep up.”
He’s leering a bit as he says it, eyes sparkling behind colored frames. Roy doesn’t think highly of players who rely on sunglasses to conceal their tells, figures that if you’re going to sit at the table you ought to be able to look a man in the eyes and lie to his face. But Jamie’s sunglasses are bright fucking orange, not even dark enough to hide his eyes, so it’s clear the only reason he’s wearing them is to be a prick. It makes Roy’s blood boil.
*
fuck it up
By: jedusaur
Info: Explicit, 1,800 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: "So you get off on beating me up, do you?" Jamie's nose is starting to bleed again. He licks it off his lip. "Is that why you've been bullying me all this time? Getting your rocks off?"
He tilts his cheek up, daring Roy to slap it again, and gets what he's asked for. Roy keeps to the same cheek, wanting to see the difference between the two as it pinks up. It's fucking sublime, it's fucking art, like a torn-up rose, like that painting that shredded itself right after being sold, like Roy's fucking knee. Nothing's perfect until it's not anymore.
*
Blow Jobs and Positive Reinforcement
By: dont_take_me_home
Info: Explicit, 4,292 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: If he ever allowed himself, guiltily, to picture something happening with Jamie, it wasn't this -- not Jamie just falling to his knees like he'd been waiting for this for ages, melting into him, trembling with pleasure at the first sign of dominance from Roy, all his fight and pride and all their miserable, difficult history together thrown aside boldly in the service of having a damn good time.
*
Beware of Darkness
By: Face_of_Poe
Info: Explicit, 4,877 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: Sometimes it feels like the universe gave him Jamie. A mirror into his younger idiot self. A chance to learn some hard lessons and be a better person, usually, for them, a chance to pass on some hard-won wisdom and set Jamie up, hopefully, for avoiding some of Roy’s old mistakes.
A budding generational talent to prop up Roy’s first season as manager, the glue that binds the team together, and he’s spoiled for it and taking still more because Christ, how is he supposed to turn away what Jamie’s so eager to offer?
He’s a brute, the worst sort of sleaze in professional sports, but it’s just so fucking easy.
*
How Hard a Broken Heart Can Swoon
By: pepperlandgirl4
Info: Explicit, 4,540 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary:Roy took the last bite of his kebab and pushed the basket away. “Well, what the fuck do we do now?”
“I already told you.”
“What?”
“Rebound fuck.”
“And I already told you…wait, what the fuck, Jamie?”
“What?”
“Are you suggesting my rebound fuck should be with you?”
“I’m not suggesting it shouldn’t be with me.” Jamie licked the tahini sauce off his thumb. “I’m a great lay. It won’t be a one-night stand.”
*
if you want something
By:
Info: Explicit, 2,476 words
Pairing: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt
Summary: Jamie knows the exact date of the last time he got off thinking about Roy Kent spanking him red. It was the night before he met Roy Kent. He knows this because before they met, he'd been getting off to that fantasy every night he'd spent by himself since age fourteen.
