#sex education fanfic

[endlesstwanted]

Ruby’s Nice Kerchief

My first Sex Education Fic! I wrote this for @flufftober day 9 — (...) at first sight and @fictober-event day 9 — “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”.

Fandom: Sex Education (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Characters: Ruby Matthews, Olivia Hanan, Anwar

Tags: Pre-Canon, Insecurity, First Meetings, Ruby Matthews-centric

Summary: Ruby’s goal for her first day in high school is to make a friend.

Wordcount: 632

Also created for: @thebo3bingo — Internalized Shame / @multifandom-flash round 1 — Past Experience Nightmare + round 2 — Hey, That’s My Line! / @lyricalescape — “You’re so good at being bad, you know.” / @halloweenhorrorbingo — Best Friends

Excerpt:

“I’m Ruby Matthews,” she introduces herself.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” the boy says, looking at her up and down.

“Hey, that’s my line!”, the girl nudges him. That shows a complicity and trust that makes Ruby’s guts twist.

“What … you wouldn’t do?” she asks, afraid of breaking one of the school’s rules or having made a fool of herself after five minutes in the school.

“Wear brown,” the boy answers with raised eyebrows and a tone that sounds like she should know that fact.

“This is not brown,” Ruby talks back, holding tightly to her purse, “this is pecan.”

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[willalove75]

Hii! I just wanted to start off by saying I LOVE your fics! Mainly your Rebecca ones :D (I’ve read all of them like more than once lol) They just hit all the feels 🥹 however I was wondering if I could request a Sofia Marchetti one..? (If you still write for her that is)

I’ve moved back into my “Sex education” phase and literally CANNOT find any other pieces of writing for her character!

I was thinking of like reader and Sofia go to see Jackson in the school musical- Romeo and Juliette- and we all know how that went.. anyways I was thinking, while watching, reader and Sofia get a little ✨hot and bothered✨ if you will, and decided to have a fun night after when they go home and Jackson leaves for a cast party or smth

Sorry if this is like random!- it’s just been stuck in my head and I suck at writing things like this. You don’t have to write it if u don’t want to! And I hope I’m making sense about the musical- it’s the one in season 2

Anyways thank you again for all of your lovely Rebecca fics!! and sorry this is like way too long!! 😬

~M <3

AW thank you SO much!!! I was SO surprised when I realized that there literally weren't any Sofia Marchetti fics! But I am more than happy to fill in the gaps😉😂

The latest (and final😭) season premiered the other day and what better way to celebrate than with a new Sofia fic?!

Thank you so much for your request!!💕

Warnings: Smuttttyyyyy

18+ Only. Minors DNI.

After you and Sofia walk into the house when you return from Jackson's school play Sofia heads straight into the kitchen and pops open a bottle of wine.

"So, that was, uh, interesting." You say. "But Jackson did an incredible job!"

"Interesting is certainly one thing to say about it." Sofia says with a chuckle as she beings her wine glass to her lips and takes a sip. "He did do a wonderful job, I'm so proud of him."

"You should be!"

"But if he comes home from that cast party drunk I'm grounding him until the day he turns 18." She deadpans.

You laugh and playfully roll your eyes at her as you pour yourself a glass.

"You think I'm kidding."

"I know you're not, that's why I'm laughing."

"Love, it's not funny!"

"I know, I know. Listen, he's a kid, as long as he's responsible, let him have a little fun. He's a good kid, you know that."

"I don't want to have this conversation anymore so I'm changing the subject. Anyway," Sofia says, rolling her eyes at you. "I can't believe you squealed so loud when that, dick-thing touched you." She says with a smirk.

"I wasn't expecting it to! And I definitely wasn't expecting it to be a penis! Plus you squealed too!"

"I did not-"

"Sofia Marchetti do not lie to me!" You say as you laugh.

"Well I certainly wasn't expecting the kids to have dick fingers and vagina heads."

"Yeah that was definitely a different take on Shakespeare. But it did get me thinking."

Sofia smirks at you and you narrow your eyes at her.

"And what did it get you thinking about?" You ask, quirking an eyebrow at her.

She slowly walks up to you and cages you in against the countertop.

"I think it's better if I show you, rather than tell you." She says, taking your wine glass from your hand and placing it on the counter.

Before you can respond she hoists you up onto the countertop and you let out a squeal. Her hand dives between your legs, under your skirt and she begins rubbing circles over your underwear. Your squeal quickly turns into a moan.

Her fingers find your clit and she rubs small circles over it and you throw your head back and moan. The moment you do her lips latch on to your exposed neck and she begins to kiss and suck as she continues her ministrations.

"Oh fuck, Sofia." You moan.

"You're so wet for me already baby." She says into your skin.

"Please."

Sofia pulls your soaked underwear down your legs and tosses them somewhere onto the kitchen floor. Kneeling on the ground, she kisses her way up the inside of your thighs. Purposefully passing over your heat, she moves to your other thigh and plants kisses into your skin. You tangle your fingers into her hair and try to guide her to where you need her most.

"What is it, love? What do you want?"

Her green eyes flick up to yours as she continues to kiss your thighs. Your brows knit together and your lips part as you beg.

"Please Sof, please."

Without breaking eye contact Sofia flattens her tongue against your dripping pussy and slowly licks up.

"Oh fuck!" You say as you throw your head back.

She laps at it a few times before flicking her tongue against your clit. Your hips buck into her mouth and she grabs your hips and pulls you to the edge of the counter, her nails digging into your skin.

Her tongue glides up and down across your folds and she circles and sucks at your clit. Your fingers are buried into her hair as you cry out louder and louder.

"Oh fuck, right there!" You cry as she sucks on your clit again.

She starts licking and sucking your clit and you whimper.

"Sofia, oh fuck, you're so fucking good."

"You taste delicious my love." She hums into you making your eyes roll back again.

You start to clench around nothing, desperately wishing she would fill you up. And as if she read your mind, Sofia slides two fingers deep into your pussy. As she curls into your walls you buck your hips against her, thrusting her fingers deep into that spot that makes you see stars.

"Fuck! Yes baby right there yes!"

Sofia sucks and flicks over your clit a little harder, your bundle of nerves becoming over-sensitive and you whine. Her fingers curl into that spot again and you feel an orgasm beginning to build.

Looking down you meet Sofia's eyes once more. Her emerald green eyes are now dark with lust, her pupils are completely blown. She thrusts her fingers in and out faster, her motions accompanied by the most pornographic wet noises you've ever heard. You roll your hips in time with her thrusts and you push her face deeper into you.

As she continues to fuck you, you feel her tongue circle around your clit a few times before she sucks on it again, causing you to cry out. She continues that pattern as she pushes you closer and closer to the edge. The peak of your orgasm is coming fast and you pull at her hair and cry out.

"Fuck yes, just like that baby. I'm gonna cum, you're gonna make me fucking cum!"

A few thrusts and sucks later Sofia throws you over the edge and into a state of pure pleasure and bliss. You throw your head back, arch your back, and cry out her name as she fucks you through your orgasm. She thrusts against the pressure your walls are creating as they clench down around her and you swear you see stars.

As the final wave of your orgasm ripples through your body Sofia slows down and pulls her fingers out of you. Not a second goes by before her mouth envelopes your soaked core and you feel her tongue gliding over your wet folds. She moans into you as if she's tasting the most delicious meal she's ever had and you run your fingers through her hair.

When she finishes licking every drop of your arousal from between your legs she leaves a few kisses on the inside of your thighs, wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and pulls you in for a kiss.

You can taste yourself on her tongue and you moan into her mouth as you do. Sofia wraps your legs around her waist and she lifts you off the counter and carries you into the living room.

She sits down on the couch with you in her lap and her fingers tangle into your hair as she passionately kisses you. Your hands find her breasts and you grab them over her shirt and massage them. Sofia moans into your mouth and you break the kiss to pull her shirt over her head, tossing it aside.

Your lips find hers once more and you reach around her back to unhook her bra and slide the straps down her shoulders. When they're finally free, you palm both of her breasts and roll her hardening nipples between your fingers. Sofia kisses you harder in response and she bites your lower lip. As she pulls away she pulls your shirt off and takes off your bra. Her lips latch onto one of your nipples as she pinches the other one. Her tongue circles your hardening flesh and she sucks on it before moving over to the other one, giving it the same attention.

Standing up, you pull your skirt off and Sofia stands and slides her pants and drenched underwear down her long legs and kicks them away. She pulls you in for another passionate kiss and whispers in your ear when she breaks the kiss.

"I want to ride that pretty little face of yours."

As you let out a moan, Sofia guides you down to the floor and places one of her knees on either side of your head. She tangles her fingers in your hair and lowers herself onto your mouth. The second your tongue makes contact with her soaked pussy you moan into her. The vibrations causing Sofia to moan in return. Your tongue immediately gets to work and you start lapping at her folds and clit. Sofia grinds her hips down onto your face and your hands grab hold of her hips.

"Just like that, good girl." She purrs.

Flattening your tongue against her heat, you drag her hips slowly but firmly against your tongue. When you get to her clit you hold her hips still and suck on it. Sofia cries out and her hips buck against your hold. Digging your nails into her soft skin you hold her tight while you suck and flick your tongue across her clit over and over. Her juices begin to drip down your chin and you shove your tongue deep into her core.

"Oh fuck!" She cries out as the throws her head back.

Sofia grinds down onto you as she rocks her hips against your tongue. Rolling it deep into her, she lets out a filthy moan and your fingers begin to circle her clit.

"Oh yes, fuck right there!"

You pull her hips down onto your tongue more and you thrust it in and out of her as your fingers quicken their pace. Sofia's breath hitches in her chest and her eyes roll to the back of her head. With another roll of your tongue she lets out another moan and you feel her velvety walls begin to clench down around you.

With a curl of your tongue you feel the soft, spongy spot deep in her and you prod at it.

"Oh god, oh fuck yes!" Sofia cries.

Knowing you found her favorite spot you keep your tongue there and continue to lick and caress it while you continue to rub her clit.

"Oh god baby, I'm gonna cum- fuck!!"

As she speaks you apply more pressure to her clit and slide your tongue out and back into her pussy, hitting that spot once more. Sofia's legs tremble above you and you see her neck and chest turning a deep shade of red.

Reaching up with your free hand, you pinch one of her nipples and roll it between your fingers. You rub her clit faster and fuck her with your tongue harder and she starts to come undone over you.

Her moans grow louder and higher pitched as her body begins to shake. Her pussy walls clench down hard around your tongue and she cries out. You feel her walls relax as she cums hard into your mouth. Releasing her nipple, you caress her thigh and slow your fingers on her clit as she cries out, bucking her hips into your face harder.

After a few almost violent shudders, Sofia collapses forward onto the couch cushion and you pull your tongue out of her soaked core. She whimpers as you lick her clean and when you're satisfied you slide out from between her legs.

Sitting up, you get up on your knees and turn to wrap your arms around her waist. She hums as you embrace her and you leave wet kisses across her back and shoulders.

Sofia climbs onto the couch and sits while you kneel at her feet. She cups your face and pulls you in for a slow, loving kiss.

"You are incredible." She whispers against your lips.

"Not more incredible than you are, my love."

Sofia kisses you again and pulls you onto the couch as she lays back. You lay on top of her and she pulls a blanket over the two of you and runs her fingers through your hair. She lets out a sigh as you kiss her neck and she holds you tight.

"Should we go get cleaned up?" You ask.

"Not right now, I just want to be with you for a little bit."

"Okay, my love." You say as you snuggle into her.

[trans-duckling]

Here I am, writing about sex while one person is on a wheelchair, with about 10 webpages opened about: sex in a wheelchair, sex with burnt skin, proper sex preparation (adapted for disabled people) and aftercare...

My conclusion? Someone should do a proper free book about ALL of it, with as many images as a common sex education book would have, because, MAN, looking for all this took me HOURS.

Now imagine for someone that is disabled and wants to have info without having to buy a book with close to 0 images.

I'm doing research for writing and thus don't care about spending hours looking for this, or buying a pdf (even if it can be annoying), but I can't imagine the stress of a disabled person wanting to solve questions and having like 3 resources and 2 of them that require payment...

Sex should be more accessible for EVERYBODY!!!

[nosleepjustlevi]

FanFiction Notice <3

Content: Sex education! Mentions of vaginas, penis’s, orgasms, the clitoris, warning of abuse in power dynamics, and sex education resources across a variety of platforms.

Just a few notes for the folks reading all the smutty fanfiction and especially those who don’t have much experience with “smut” in real life!

That’s totally okay! There’s no need to feel badly or embarrassed if you don’t have a lot of sexual experience, everyone moves at their own pace :)

Similarly, it’s okay if you haven’t experienced the kind of intimacy that’s portrayed in fanfiction (most of us haven’t, that’s why we write about it lol)

Consent is sexy! There are multiple ways to incorporate ‘dirty talk’ that includes asking for consent and checking in with your partner. “Does that feel good baby?” “Is it okay if I touch right here?” “Would you like it if I did x, y, z?” “You like it when I do that?” “Tell me what you want me to do, I want to make you feel good” etc etc etc!

A lot of fanfiction includes people with vagina’s cumming from penetration alone, while this is nice to think about of course, it rarely happens in real life. The large majority of people with vaginas cannot and will not come from dick penetration alone (around 80% of people with vaginas cannot do this). This is because of the nature of the shape of the penis and the shape of the vagina. While everyone’s genitals are unique, the overall shape means that a penis will likely not meet the angle required to hit your g-spot. Now, there is such a thing as extended orgasms (and you may experience this from dick penetration alone), but the big firework sudden rush of orgasm we usually think about probably won’t happen from just a penis inside you. And that’s normal! Don’t feel like you’re missing out!

It is much more likely to cum from finger penetration. This is because of the way fingers can curve to reach the g-spot. Also, clitoral stimulation is often key to an orgasm.

Some fanfiction references the penis hitting the cervix, in real life this is actually usually quite painful (at least in my experience and according to my gynecologist). If you have ever had sex and felt a sudden pang of pain from a thrust, it is likely because the penis has hit your cervix. The cervix and g-spot are not the same. Repeated hitting against the cervix may actually give you a stomach ache after sex.

Sex is awkward sometimes! That’s okay! It can take time to learn what your partner enjoys and also especially learn what you enjoy. If you feel comfortable, it is a good idea and it is fun to experiment with yourself on your own to discover what you like and don’t like.

Cumming inside is nice an all, but condoms are also cool :) They make for easy clean up and significantly reduce the risk of pregnancy and STDs!

In fanfiction, there is often this theme of partners being able to just kind of read each others minds and provide the other with mind blowing sex and orgasm without even needing to communicate about it. This may be true if you have had sex with a partner many times, but the journey to this level of intimacy is communication and may be awkward sometimes, that’s normal!

Power dynamics portrayed in fanfiction may not be appropriate in real life. If a superior is eliciting sexual acts from you it may very well be abuse and you should notify a trusted adult.

Some educational resources I suggest to understand and learn about sexual intimacy and figure out how you can receive pleasure, give pleasure, and overall where you stand within this nuanced world of sexuality, pleasure, and orgasms: the book Come as You Are by Emily Nagoski, the Netflix educational documentary series Sex, Explained narrated by Janelle Monae, @itsmillyevans on Instagram (highly highly recommend her!!), and plannedparenthood.org has a ton of educational resources (they do not just cater towards abortion, they are a great sexual health resource)

Sex Education Matters!

Spread the word folks!

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a brushstroke

Jean Milburn x !femreader

A/n : hi guys ! i'm back with an one-shot with our favourite sexologist the well-known Doctor Milburn (I can die for her to smile at me).

Warning : SMUT, flirt flirt flirt (i'm so weak for innocent flirt between two women), wlw <333

English isn't my first language, sorry babes :///

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You walked in circles in front of the old Moordale High School History class, weighing the pros and cons of this meeting with Doctor Milburn. You felt the need to talk to someone about a particular problem and the new teacher who was in charge of sex education at the school seemed like the perfect fit for you. Being a French teacher, you had already encountered her in the corridors and a few times in the teachers' room. You were about to turn back when the door opened, revealing Jean Milburn.

-Hello Miss L/N, I have seen you zoning out in front of my office for a good fifteen minutes, what can I do for you? she mocked lightly with her eternal smug smile.

-Bonjour Doctor Milburn, you replied confidently.

-Call me Jean, we are both adults.

“Call me Y/n, then,” you smiled as you entered the classroom.

You look around for a moment, taking in the mess of the classroom.

-Jean, wouldn't it be more pleasant to reassure the students in a clean and tidy room?

-You're not the type to mince your words, am I wrong?

-Non, it's a waste of time. And then, this place is awful, you have to say what it is,” you shrugged your shoulders, nonchalant.

-That's true, she laughed.

She turned to you, head tilted to the side, deep in thought. She suddenly smirked and sat down on the edge of her desk.

-What do you suggest in this case?

-Hmm, I was thinking that we could reorganize the classroom: remove excess furniture, clean the floor and place a rug on it, add some plants to make the room more cheerful and just put up models to be able to explain more easily … I think.

-It’s a great project, but what do you mean by “we”?

-I don't really know, it's just an idea, you stammer, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear, losing your confidence somewhat in front of the piercing gaze of the mature woman.

-It looks good to me, we'll just have to ask Mr. Groff for permission.

-"We" ?

-Of course, I'm not going to do this alone! she exclaimed laughing before leaving the room, heading towards the principal's office.

You followed her, laughing lightly, still finding her strange. After the short stormy meeting with the director, the two women returned to the room.

-I thought he was never going to say yes, you whispered, dropping into a chair, in front of Jean.

-My God, he explained to us fifty times that the school would not spend a penny on this project, she closed her eyes and leaned her head back. By the way, are you free this evening?

-Uh yes, why?

-To start working?

-Damn, I was hoping you'd buy me a drink. You tease with a smirk.

-Gently chérie, everything in its time. We're going to redo this…this class first.

-This evening, around what time?

-I would say around 7 p.m., so as not to finish too late.

-Parfait. I have paint cans from when I renovated my house. I'll bring them, this class needs a little updating. The color of the walls is really awful, you grimace.

-You're not wrong, she giggled. Orange really doesn't work.

-Well… See you later?

You stood up, grabbing your school things. She looked at you for a moment then smiled.

-I will come pick you up by car, can I have your address?

-Wait, I'll give you my number, it will be easier to communicate.

You moved closer to her and took her hand in yours. You felt her shiver at the contact. You grabbed a pen that was lying on the desk and wrote your phone number on it.

-That way, you won't lose it, you smiled widely as you left, not noticing the slight blush on her cheeks.

On the way back, you feel your cheeks heat up. This woman has an effect on you, it’s undeniable. You prioritized several times, insulting yourself, but your mind was elsewhere: what were you going to wear for tonight?

Entering your new house, you ran to take a shower. As you walked out, you saw a popper notification on your phone.

From Unknown: Hello again, it’s Jean

You: Hey, here's my address (attachment)

From Jean: Perfect, see you later!

You put your phone down, smiling stupidly. With the towel wrapped around your body, you went to your room and opened your closet wide. A pair of denim overalls catches your eye. You put on a t-shirt underneath, put on some old sneakers then prepared the paint.

The doorbell rang and you rushed to open the door. A goofy smile appeared on your lips as you ogled her up and down. Jean cleared her throat, smiling as well.

-I… um… I'm going to go get the paint, you stammered, disappearing then reappearing right after.

She didn't respond and took two buckets in her arms, brushing against your hands. Your heart skipped a beat. You realized that she had moved forward without you when you heard her voice in the distance.

-Are you planning to stay there all night? she laughed softly as she put the paint cans in her trunk.

You just sighed as you followed her into her car. The journey passed in light silence. You watched her discreetly, loving the way her jaw clenches when she drives. Wanting to change gears, she caressed your thigh. The first time, you thought it was a coincidence. But the action was repeated ten minutes later. Your brain tried to reason all of this: she just wasn't doing it on purpose. However, the third time, your heart raced, and you looked at her honestly. You then saw a small smile form on her lips. Damn it, you would have jumped on her right away if she wasn't driving, having your life in her hands at the same time. Luckily for you, the radio spat out the weather forecast for the next few days, and Jean increased the volume, which refocused you on the road.

When you arrived at school, you helped her unload the pots, taking care not to get them everywhere. Your arms felt relieved when you reached the classroom. After preparing the floor and furniture, you took out some paintbrushes. Jean grabbed one and began to paint. She had taken off her sweater, leaving her in a tank top. You were absorbed in her back for a moment.

-Hm hm.

-Yes ?

-I don’t think the wall will paint itself, Y/N.

Damn, your name sounded good in her mouth.

-Yes, excuse me. I was… focused.

She raised an eyebrow, then returned to her work. You finally got around to it, after turning on some music. Straight away, you started dancing lightly while humming. Too busy on your wall to notice it, you didn't see that Jean had stopped. She had been watching you for a few songs now when you caught her glance in your direction.

-I don't think the wall will paint itself, Jean.

-Yes, excuse me. I was concentrating… she smirked at you, biting her lower lip.

This woman was going to cause your death if she continued like this. You moved closer to her and put some paint on her cheek before quickly backing away from her. She stood there, stunned, her mouth open.

“It’s for making fun of me,” you replied, laughing.

-You don't know who you just attacked, my chérie.

-Look forward to seeing it then, you challenged her.

She rushed at you, but you didn't have time to dodge the attack. You had a big blue stain on your overalls.

-You're going to pay for it, Milburn.

Then followed a most intense paint battle for both parties. There was a hiccup in the music, which caused the fight to stop. During the latter, you had fallen, Jean having taken the advantage over you. But since she was distracted by the sudden stopping of the music, you took the opportunity to turn the situation around and put her beneath you. You grabbed her wrists and pulled them above her head so she couldn't attack you with her brush again. You tried to breathe properly and so did she. You stared into her blue eyes and lost yourself in. She didn't seem to want to move, not struggling against your hold. She dropped her brush and you did the same. Your gaze moved from her lips to her eyes. You looked back into Jean's eyes, suddenly dark, suddenly completely intense.

-I… can I?

-Yes…

You leaned forward, and that was all it took. Just the slightest tilt of her chin. Jean let her eyes close, letting herself sigh at the sensation. The feeling of her. You loosened your grip and placed a hand on the blonde's cheek. The latter intertwined her fingers and squeezed. Jean pulled away, and you couldn't help the half-moan that lodged in your throat.

-How do you feel ? she asked, smiling.

-Good… But I want more.

You slid your knee between her legs. Jean took a deep breath when it arrived between her thighs. She rubbed against it gently, instinctively.

-Y/N…

-Yes ?

You didn't have time to understand that she was turning the situation around again.

-…know that I am in control.

You simply nodded. The way she looked at you didn't make you want to challenge anything coming from this woman.

-Whatever you want, Jeannie…

She smirked at the nickname then kissed you passionately. You felt the last bits of control over the situation leave you when she stripped you of your overalls. Your t-shirt quickly joined it, leaving you in your underwear. She stood up and took off her tank top. You helped her with her pants. Right after that, she pushed you to the desk, where she laid you down.

-Jean, touch me.

Ever since you knew her, since the first time you saw her, you were attracted to her. And now that you finally had her, you didn't want to let her go. You want it. And she wants you too.

-Beg me.

But she wasn't going to let you win like that. And you silently thanked her for giving you a hard time. You stood up and pulled her towards you. Her pelvis collided with yours, drawing a sigh from you. You went to kiss her but instead, you bit her lip. She dug her nails into your thighs, then your back. Her hands caressed your body while you played with her neck. You placed a hickey there, then a second.

-It's for what happened in the car.

-I do not see what you're talking about.

You squeezed her ass as she responded. She yelped then kissed you. Her bra fell off. You slid your thumb over her exposed, sensitive nipples, making her moan. The desire in her body overpowered her common sense as she grabbed your face and crushed your lips together in an aggressive, needy kiss, when you pulled away for air she grabbed your jaw.

-Finished playing.

She unhooked your bra. She slid off your last piece of underwear, finding you naked in front of the woman of your desires.

-Open.

You did what she asked, thinking only out of desire. She moved forward and pressed her hand against your clit, rubbing in small circles, making you moan. She pulled you in for another kiss before getting down on her knees and licking your hot core, teasing you with her tongue. You placed the back of your hand on your mouth to reduce your moaning, which was of absolutely no use and which made Jean smile. She leaned up and kissed you tenderly, letting her fingers slide slowly, too slowly over your body.

-Jean…

-Beg me.

She didn't stop where you wanted her, and caressed your thighs. Your head was spinning with excitement. You want it. And she wants you too. You looked at her with your glassy eyes, hoping that she could see all your desire there.

-Use words, princess.

-For heaven’s sake, Jean, kiss me. Take me like there's no tomorrow. I want you in me. Fuck me until I can't walk anymore.

She didn't ask for more. Her left hand slowly moved down to your heart. Leaving small marks with her nails until she reached your inner thigh. A moan left your lips.

-So needy…

She smiled, slowly rubbing your folds at a torturous speed, making you moanier and wetter still. Without a warning, she pushed two fingers inside you, not taking her eyes off you. You moaned loudly, bucking your hips into her hand, needing so much more than she was giving.

-Fuck, Jean…

You pulled her lips to yours to let her know you wanted more, seeing as she was thrusting at a horribly slow pace.

-Faster…

You couldn't think anymore, except for the part where she was fucking you. Your hips moved to the rhythm that Jean imposed. Your legs started to shake, your breathing was incoherent, as were the words you were getting out. You had to hold yourself back to keep from falling as your orgasm took you. You took a few seconds to regain your senses. You looked at her for a moment then dropped to your knees in front of her. You slid her panties to the floor and your tongue explored her intimacy. She leaned against a bench, feeling faint.

-You, continue…

You dug your nails into her thighs, leaving marks, continuing to devour her. She squealed as you fingered her slowly, wanting to make her wait like she had done with you. Your slow, deep thrusts made her tremble slightly but not enough to get her where she wanted.

-F-Fuck… Faster…

You added a finger but kept the same rhythm. You placed a few kisses on her stomach.

-Oh my- Y/N, please!

You didn't need to be asked and offered her what she asked for. It came apart quickly. You stood up and took her in your arms, placing a kiss on her cheek.

-I'm not finished with you, beauty, she whispered in a smooth voice. But I think we'll be better off at home…

-No need to tell me twice…

[gardenofnoah]

not to get all soap boxy but sometimes i worry about the way rough sex is depicted in fanfic. especially the effect it has on young people

[bethsvrse]

BETHSVRSE'S MASTERLIST ࿔*:･

Youtubers

quackity - pregnancy headcannons

quackity - relationship headcannons

charlie slimcicle - relationship headcannons

tobi brown - club girl

harry lewis - social media au (face claim: Madison Bailey)

harry lewis - social media au (face claim: Taylor Russell)

Celebrities

Timothee Chalamet - too much chocolate

Timothee Chalamet - the flu

Stranger things

nothing yet

Marvel

nothing yet

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley - shut up and dance

Star Wars

nothing yet

Marauders

remus lupin - nsfw headcannons

marauders - Sirius and James walking in on you and Remus (an image from my nsfw headcannons)

remus lupin - clingy

Cobra Kai

nothing yet

Sex Education

nothing yet

FRIENDS

nothing yet

Superstore

nothing yet

Doctor Who

nothing yet

Community

nothing yet

The Good Place

nothing yet

BBC Ghosts

thomas thorne - mistletoe

[willalove75]

Maybe something angsty/fluffy with Sofia Marchetti?

Yesssss!!! I just re-watched every scene with Sofia in it (s/o to HannahWadFans on YT for doing gods work💕) to get a little refresher on Sofia!

I'm SO excited to write this! I hope you enjoy it!💕

A/n: Two fics in one day?! Damn I'm spoiling you guys😜😂

"Jackson!" Sofia calls out. "Come on! We're gonna be late!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Jackson says with a big of an edge to his voice.

"I'll be in the car!"

Jackson walks past you once he gets down the stairs. Right away you know that something is bothering him. He's been much more on edge recently, his temper has gotten shorter, he's had an attitude when he talks to you or Sofia. He hasn't been himself and you're starting to worry about him.

"Hey, Jackson." You say before he heads out the door.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay? You haven't been yourself lately, I'm starting to worry about you kid." You say, giving him a comforting smile.

Jackson pauses for a moment before letting out an exhale, you can see some of the tension in his body melt away.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He says unconvincingly.

"Hey," You walk up to him and put your hands on his shoulders. "whatever it is, I'm here for you. Whenever you want to talk, okay?"

Jackson nods his head and wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you in for a hug.

"I know, thank you." His voice a little somber, but the edge from earlier is gone.

He towers over you by a few inches but you still manage to place a small kiss on his head.

Sofia beeps the car horn from outside.

"Jackson! We're going to be late!" She yells.

You can feel the tension build right back up as you hug him, so you give him an extra squeeze.

"She loves you, she's just doing what she thinks is right." You softly say.

"I know." Sofia beeps the car horn again. "I should go before the entire neighborhood learns that I'll be late for training." He says.

Jackson gives you a small smile before heading out the door. He gets in the car and they pull away.

Jackson's mum's split up a couple of years ago and you've been with Sofia for a little less than two years. She wasn't divorced for long before the two of you met and neither of you were expecting to hit it off so well. She was barely divorced for six months when you two started dating. Meeting Jackson for the first time was nerve wracking, his mum's just got divorced and one of them was already dating someone else, you weren't sure how he was going to react.

At first, he put very little effort into getting to know you, assuming you were just some kind of rebound for his mother. Truthfully, you understood and didn't take it personally. Sofia however, was less understanding. Jackson eventually came around and started liking you more, especially when he overhead the two of you talking about him. Sofia was angry that he was being so standoffish, but you were trying to get her to see it from his perspective. She eventually saw it from his perspective, soft of, but it meant a lot to Jackson that you were on his side, even if he was making painfully obvious that he didn't like you very much. After that conversation, the two of you became closer and a year later you moved into Sofia's house.

Since Jackson wasn't 18 his mums got divorced they both got 50/50 custody of him so he went back and fourth between their houses. Eventually you met Sofia's ex-wife, Jacksons other mother, Roz. It was a little awkward at first, but once she saw how Jackson spoke about you and seemed to take such a liking to you, she warmed up pretty quickly. Sofia and Roz's relationship was civil, they're weren't best friends, but they also didn't want to kill each other when they saw each other. They both put their differences aside for Jackson and it was something you really admired about their relationship.

Grabbing your book, you lay down on the couch and continue reading. Thirty minutes later Sofia walks in the door, she tosses her keys in the bowl near the table and walks into the living room.

"We were five minutes late." She says, clearly aggravated.

"Oh shit, did they kick you guys out?" You said playfully as you read your book on the couch.

"I'm serious y/n."

"So was I."

Sofia grabs the book out of your hand and crosses her arms.

"Hey!"

"I need you to help get him out of the door in the morning, not procrastinate and make him late!"

"Sofia-"

"He needs to be on time, he must stick to his schedule."

"Babe," You say as you sit up. You gently grab her wrist and guide her to sit on the couch. "You were going to be late anyway, even if you drove like a bat out of hell." She rolls her eyes at you. "I'm serious. I'm sorry I was an accomplice, but I had to check on him. He hasn't been himself and I'm starting to get worried."

"He's fine, he just needs to push himself more."

"Sofia he's doing the best he can-"

"Well he needs to do better."

"Sofie, are you not seeing what I'm seeing? I'm worried about him, about his mental health."

"He needs to focus more. To get his head in the game and stop focusing on all of these silly things-"

"Baby, he's only a teenager, yeah dances and girlfriends are silly, but they're important."

"Not as important as Nationals, or getting a scholarship to a good university."

"He's going to do great in Nationals, he's going to get a good scholarship, just let him be a kid too-"

"He is destined for greatness y/n, can't you see that?! He needs to stick to his schedule. He needs to train harder, to focus more, to do better!"

"Sof-"

"We are done with this conversation." She says as she stands up and walks away.

"Sofia!" She keeps walking away and you lay back down on the couch in defeat. You realize that she still has your book. "Can I at least get my book back?"

You hear a "SMACK" on the ground, and look towards the stairs. Sofia definitely tossed it from the second floor.

"Thank you!" You say with a bit of sarcasm as you get up and pick it up off of the floor.

A few minutes later she comes downstairs in her running gear.

"Where are you going?"

"Where does it look like I'm going?" She says, still clearly annoyed from your conversation earlier.

"Huh, I thought garbage was being picked up tomorrow." You say nonchalantly with a bit of a chuckle.

"You know what? I am so tired of your-"

"Woah, Sofia, I was joking!"

"Well that wasn't very funny."

You could tell that you hurt her a little and you immediately feel bad. Getting up off of the couch you walk up to her and cup her face with your hand.

"I'm sorry, I took it too far. I didn't mean to hurt you." You say, looking into her beautiful green eyes.

She stares into your eyes, you can tell she's definitely still not happy, but you can tell there's something else bothering her.

"Baby, talk to me. What's going on?"

"Nothing, everything is fine."

"Come on, don't give me that. I can see it in your eyes, there's something going on. Talk to me."

Her eyes soften for a moment as she looks at you and you caress her cheek with your thumb. Just when you think she's about to open up to you, her walls are back up.

"I don't want to talk about it. Everything is fine." She pulls away from you and heads towards the door.

"I'm going for my run, I don't know how long I'll be."

You sigh in disappointment and watch her as she walks away.

"Okay, be safe. I love you."

"Love you too." She says as she walks out the door.

It hurts that she didn't turn around to say it to you, something she does when she's in a bad mood. Sofia is stubborn, probably the most stubborn person you've ever met. Trying to break down her walls is quite literally like trying to punch through concrete. Things weren't always like this between the two of you, in the beginning she let you in, let you see past her walls. That's one of the reasons why you fell in love with her so quickly, she was so open with you, so unafraid to bare her soul to you. Lately though she's been so closed off. She's been frustrated, angry, stressed. Her walls went right back up and they were stronger than ever this time. You know it's her own defense mechanism, she does it to protect herself and it has nothing to do with you. But it still hurts, it still makes you feel so isolated. Every time you've tried talking to her about it she put more walls up and it would turn into an argument. You did your best to keep it calm when Jackson was home, but when he was with Roz the two of you ended up in screaming matches a few times. You love her, so, so much, but it's painful. Watching her be so hard on Jackson, when he's clearly not okay, is painful. You don't know what more you can do.

The two of you don't speak much for the rest of the day. Sofia came home about an hour and a half later, showered, ate breakfast and went back up to the bedroom. You were in the living room, reading your book and watching tv for the rest of the day.

A few hours later Jackson walks in, one of his friends drove him home from practice.

"I'm home." He says, sounding absolutely wiped.

"Hey kid," you say, getting up from the couch. "how was it?"

"Fine." He says, shrugging his shoulders.

"Jackson, are you sure-"

"Jackson," Sofia says as she walks up to the two of you. "what were your times today?"

"Hi mum, yeah, training was great thanks. How was your day?" He says sarcastically.

"Very funny." She says, unamused and not really getting why he said it. "What were your times?"

He rolls his eyes and slides his backpack off of his shoulder. After unzipping it he pulls out a sheet of paper and hands it to Sofia.

"I beat my best time." He says with a little pride, pointing to the paper.

"That's amazing Jackson!" You say.

"It could be better." Sofia says at the same time.

The two of you make eye contact and you don't even notice your mouth is open. Your gazes flickers over to Jackson and the little pride he had was completely washed away.

"Sofia-"

"If he wants to do well at Nationals he needs to do better." She looks over at Jackson. "I think we should add an extra day of training."

"But mum, I already train five days a week-"

"Do you want to do well in Nationals? Do you want to get a good scholarship to a good university? You need to do better, push yourself more, you need to focus Jackson!"

"Sofia, don't you think that's a little much?" You ask with concern in your voice.

"No. This is what he needs to do." She says, her eyes narrowing at you.

You can practically see the light from Jacksons eyes go out, all you see is the shell of a completely defeated kid. Your heart breaks for him. As he turns to head towards his room, you put your hand on his shoulder and say softly "I'm proud of you." Jackson nods his head and goes into his bedroom and closes his door.

Looking up you see anger of Sofia's face. A fight is coming, you know it. Right as she opens her mouth you cut her off.

"Lets go upstairs, okay?"

You walk past her and head up the stairs. Cutting her off definitely pissed her off more but you don't care, you don't want to argue with her outside of his bedroom door.

"How dare you undermine me in front of my son!" She practically yells when you get upstaris.

"I didn't undermine you Sofia!"

"Yes, you did. You don't know what's best for him, I know what he needs to do to be great, you don't!"

"Sofia he is great! He beat his best time, that's an amazing accomplishment and you acted like it meant nothing!"

"It means nothing if he doesn't pour everything he has into his passion!"

Something in you snapped, this wasn't his passion anymore, one look at him and you could tell. This was Sofia's passion, she got injured in college and couldn't compete anymore and is using Jackson to fulfill her dreams. Was this his passion once? You're sure it was, but not anymore. You're so afraid that she's going to push him too hard and push him away forever.

"You mean your passion! This is your passion Sofia, not his!"

"How dare you-"

"Sofia look at him! Look at your son! He's miserable! And you're not doing anything but making it harder for him! Please, just ease up on him, just a little, he-"

"You don't know what my son needs!"

Tears begin welling up in your eyes, she's never thrown that in your face before. Of course you knew you weren't his mum, he had two wonderful mums, but you did feel responsible for him. He was like a son to you, hearing her say that broke your heart a little.

"Sofia please, just look at him, take your eyes off of Nationals and scholarships for one second and look at your son!"

"You never take your eyes off of the goals!" She yells.

"Look at him!" You practically scream. "Sofia look at him! You're killing him! He needs a break, he needs some time off, please."

"He is my son! Not yours! You don't know what he needs so stop acting like you're his parent! You're not his parent! You are nothing to him!" She screams.

You can practically feel your heart shatter in your chest. She's never acted like this before, never said such horribly hurtful things. You stand there in silence trying to hold back your tears but fail. With one hand over your heart, you other one covers your mouth as tears pour down your face.

"She is not nothing to me."

Sofia turns around and you look up to see Jackson standing in the doorway.

"Jackson-"

"No mum, I don't want to hear it. She is right, everything y/n said was right. If you weren't so selfish, so focused on what you want, you would see that I am miserable. Y/n has been more of a parent to me than you have. She's the only one out of the two of you that actually cares about me, about how I'm doing. Not about my times, how well my training has been going, how many meets I win, she cares about me. All you care about is how well I do."

Even though Sofia's back is turned towards you, you can tell hearing Jacksons words broke her.

"I am doing this for you!" She yells.

"No you're not! You keep telling yourself that but you're not! You're doing this for you! You stopped caring about what I wanted a long time ago. She's been more of a mum to me than you've been!"

Sofia opens her mouth to speak again but quickly closes it. She turns and looks at you, her face painted with anger, hurt, even maybe betrayal. Turning back around, she pushes past Jackson and heads downstairs. You follow her with Jackson behind you and you watch as Sofia grabs her purse and her keys.

"Sofia!" You call after her. She slams the door and gets into her car. Running after her, you open the door and call out to her again. "Sofia!" But she peels out of the driveway and drives away.

After you close the door you lean back against it and the tears come flooding. Covering your face, you slide down the door and sit on the floor, doing your best but failing, to hold back your sobs.

Jackson sits next to you and isn't quite sure what to do. He reaches out to touch you a few times but pulls his hand back. Instead, he settles on leaning his head against your shoulder. You turn towards him and wrap your arms around him, resting your cheek on top of his head.

"I'm so sorry you had to see that Jackson." You say through tears. "I'm so sorry about all of it. I've tried talking to her so many times but she's too stubborn for her own good. She can't see past her goal, she can't see what it's doing to you."

"Thank you for always being on my side. Even when we first met, you were on my side and I didn't even like you." He says and you both laugh as you wipe away your tears. "What mum said wasn't true. You mean a lot to me, I haven't told either of my mums this yet, but when I talk about you with my friends, I call you my bonus mum. You mean that much to me."

You hold Jackson tighter and cry a little more. The two of you sit there for a little while holding each other. Eventually, the both of you stand up and Jackson goes into his room and you go into yours and take a shower. After your shower you put your pajamas on and lay in bed. No book, no tv, no phone, you just lay on your side replaying everything that happened in your head as a few tears fall from your eyes.

A little more than an hour after Sofia stormed out, you hear the door open and close. You hear her toss her keys in the bowl and you hear her footsteps coming up the stairs.

She walks into the bedroom and you look up. She looks like shit, her mascara is under her eyes, her eyes are bloodshot, red and puffy. The two of you look at each other for a moment. It's annoying how beautiful she looks, even when she's been crying. Her green eyes look brighter against the red in her eyes, her lips still look so soft and kissable, even when she's pouting. You love her, but fuck what she said hurt.

"I don't really know what to say." She says, breaking the silence. You look down at your pillow as a few more tears escape and you try to wipe them away. "I am so sorry." Looking back up, you see that her eyes are squeezed shut and her knuckles are practically white from holding her hands so tightly. "You were right, about everything, and I didn't listen." She opens her eyes and tears run down her cheeks.

Sofia takes a few steps into the room until she's standing at the edge of the bed. You sit up and stare at her.

"Sofia-"

"Please," she says, cutting you off. "Please let me finish." You nod your head and she takes a deep breath in and exhales. "You've been trying to tell me, for months, about your concerns about Jackson and all I was able to see was an athlete, someone who could excel, who could win Nationals, get the best scholarship to the best university. I didn't see my son. I didn't see his pain, his exhaustion, how he tried so hard to make me proud but I never showed him that it was enough. You did, you saw him hurting and you tried to tell me, you tried to be there for him and I stopped you every chance I got. You were right, about everything and I am so sorry. I know what you're going to say, and yes, I will have this conversation with him as well. But I need to tell you how wrong I was to say those things I said. You mean so much to him, you were a far better mum to him these last few months than I've been. I am so sorry, I was so blinded, you tried to tell me and I just couldn't see it, I wouldn't. I realized how hard I've been on the both of you, I've been so distant, angry, stressed. I treated the two people I love more than anything in the world like absolute shit and I am so, so sorry my love." Sofia breaks down and starts crying, she presses the heels of her hands into her eyes to stop the tears and breaks down. "I was so awful to you, and all you did was try to watch out for my son the way I was supposed to. I treated you like shit and you still loved me through it all and I can't understand why."

As the tears run down your cheeks, you can't bear to see her like this. Yes of course you were hurt, but her apology meant a lot and all you wanted to do was hold her. Sitting up more, you walked on your knees across the bed and wrapped your arms around Sofia. She cried into you and you cried into her. Her hands left her face and she wrapped her arms around your waist, one of your hands cradled the back of her head and the other rested in between her shoulder blades.

"I love you, so much y/n. I was so awful to you and I regret it so much. I promise I'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you, but please, please don't leave me." Sofia completely breaks down in you arms and she sits on the edge of the bed.

The two of you hold each other and cry for a little while. No words are spoken, the air only filled with the sound of you both crying as you hold each other tightly.

Sofia is the one who pulls away first. The hand you had cradling the back of her head slides to cup her cheek and you wipe away her tears with your thumb.

"Baby," you say softly, "you hurt me, a lot. Over the last few months and tonight, especially tonight. I'm not going to pretend that I was okay or wasn't shattered by what you said, because I wasn't okay, I felt completely broken." Tears fall down Sofia's cheeks faster and you wipe them away. "But I know that isn't who you are. I know you've been stressed and overwhelmed, it doesn't excuse it, but I know the woman I love is still in there, and she's worth sticking around for. I love you, so much. I'm not going anywhere, I promise."

Sofia holds you tight and cries into you again. When she pulls away she looks deeply into your eyes.

"I love you, y/n, more than I've ever loved anyone. I am going to do anything and everything it takes to make it up to you, I promise, I'm going to make it right."

"I know you will baby, but before you make it right with me, you have to make it right with Jackson. He's been hurting much more than I have and for much longer, go talk to him."

Sofia nods and you pull her in, your lips softly colliding with hers for a gentle, passionate kiss. When you pull away you wipe a few more of her tears away and she nods at you and goes to talk to Jackson.

After their conversation, Sofia comes back into the bedroom and lays down next to you. She wraps her arms around you and pulls you close, resting her head in the crook of your neck.

"How did it go?"

"Better than I expected. I expected him to tell me to piss off. But he didn't. He listened, he told me how he's been feeling, how you've been trying to check in with him, making sure he was okay the entire time. He told me how much I hurt him, how he so badly wanted to make me proud but nothing he did seemed to be enough for me. Fuck I felt like such a failure as a mum, but he forgave me. He told me he understood why I was doing what I was doing, I genuinely thought he still loved it. I did, and since he wasn't biologically mine, to have something we both loved, the fact that he shared my passion, it brought us so close together. But I took it too far, I need to let him figure out who he is."

"I'm proud of you baby." You say, kissing her hair.

Sofia looks up at you with wonder in her eyes.

"How do you not possibly hate me after everything I've done?"

"Because I know you, the real you that you keep buried inside." You say, poking at her chest. "And that woman is amazing, flawed like the rest of us, but she's an incredible mum, and an incredible partner. You got lost there for a minute babe, but I knew you were going to see the light. I'm still hurt, but I also still love you so much."

"I don't know what I ever did to deserve you." Sofia says, pulling back a little to look into your eyes. She tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and caresses your cheek. "I love you."

Sofia pulls you in for a kiss, it's soft and gentle, but filled with so much love and passion.

Of course you were deeply hurt by what she said, but you know deep down, that isn't who she is and you know that she's going to do everything she possibly can to make it up to both you and Jackson.

That night the two of you fall asleep in each others arms. Both of you were exhausted from the days events but at the end of the day you know how much she loves you, and that you also love her so much. It may take some time to repair the damage, but you know your relationship will be stronger than ever when it's all fixed.

[damnjackiemore]

Finished watching sex education season 4:

🚨Spoilers 🚨

I kinda liked the beginning but then it fell off...

I hated how they played with Ruby's feelings. otis was a dick.

They didn't even commit to Maeve and Otis endgame?! It felt as if they felt they had to continue with this ship but knew they weren't right for each other in the end. Instead of wasting all these episodes on them, they should've pivoted and committed to Ruby and Otis!

[chudrosl]

hey!

I would really like to translate someone's fic into Russian to improve my English BUT the authors I have asked do not respond to my requests :((

if you are interested, please contact me!! comment or private message, I am also available in twitter!

my fandoms: ever after high, our flag means death, good omens, Sherlock BBC, prodigal son, sex education I also can translate your original

my profile on ficbook: чудросль

I would be glad to work with a good author :)

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

I'm looking for a Klaine at Dalton fic where Blaine is teaching Kurt about sex, in a hands on manner. Set after their duet of Animal.

I'd browse our Dalton!Klaine  tag, and this is the best story for you. Enjoy! ~Lynne

Sex Education by beautifulwhatsyourhurry [PDF and EPUB]

Kurt decides he wants to be a little more informed on all this sex stuff. Blaine, as a nice, thoughtful friend, offers to teach him. Hands on.