Isabela Madrigal X Reader - Tumblr Posts
Hello, can I request an isabela x fem reader? Isabela cuddling with a body pillow, pretending that it's F!reader...realizing that cuddling won’t satisfy her needs soo she did some sexual things w the pillow. Thank you!
I hope yo enjoy and as normal anyone under 18 don't read, this is NSFW so please shoo.
For everyone above 18 hope you enjoy.
Flopping down onto the powdered rose sheet Isabela stared up at the ceiling, memories of that day filling her mind, talking with her abelua, hanging out with Mariano, filling the streets with flowers and being with you, forcing you to tell her about the strange plants you owned, again, gossiping about the townsfolk, listening to you ramble about Hernando who tried asking for your hand in marriage, again, sharing a box of chocolates for lunch and the hug you shared when she had to return home, smiling she reached behind her line of pillow and pulled the longest one out and into her arms, holding it on top of her she caressed the back of the pillow above her head, smiling into it.
Her mind went back to the hug from that evening, she could feel you pressing up against her with your arms wrapped around her neck, how you pressed your chest up against her’s and gave a sigh that she thought was adorable.
Shaking her head Isabela sat up looking away from the pillow, giving her face a little slap, hugging the pillow once more she started thinking of you again, remembering some random memory of the two of you trudging through the forest before her mind flashed her a different image, one that happened a couple of weeks ago but it was incredibly clear, you were drenched in some liquid that stuck the top half of your dress against your chest, whether she actually saw it or just made it up she focused on the outline of your bra, her lips going dry as the fabric wrapped around the shape of your breast. Kicking the pillow away from her, she rolled away from it, holding her hands away from her body, “she is your best friend, don’t you dare disrespect her,” closing her eyes Isabela tried to fall asleep but no matter how much she wanted to the burning between her legs wouldn’t let her, no matter how much she gave herself a quick rub with her legs or grinded her hips against her fist it just wouldn’t go away, “oh fuck you (Y/N), fuck you, you gorgeous bastard,” turning back to the pillow Isabela eyed it before pulling it back into her arms, “it’s not like it’ll hurt her,” wrapping her legs around it she gave the fabric closest to her face a kiss before shoving the middle of the pillow into her crotch.
Leaning deeper into the pillow she bucked her hips into the solid cushion, the folded mound grinding up against her clit, “(y/n),” rolling her hips Isabela’s breath became ragged, pleasure pulsing through her, “you sweet little thing,” huffing into the pillow she sucked the fabric into her mouth, repeatedly biting it’s plush surface.
Rolling herself up on top of the pillow, she gripped the sides of the pillow with her thighs and used the back of her legs to bury the pillow deeper into her core, her thrusting became more intense as a bulging grew in her gut, “good girl,” riding the solid mound she let a smile cross her face, enjoying the pleasurable burning in her cunt. As she continued to grind herself against the pillow it quickly became harder for her to move, her quivering thighs almost stopping her from thrusting into it but she shoved herself forwards and back, dragging her clit against the bend until her body erupted into a tingling mess, her back arching, her toes curling and her fingers losing their grip.
Steadying her breath Isabela felt small droplets of sweat roll down her face and the numbness in her fading away, cooing Isabela could feel the slick from her core fill her panties, the liquid seeping down through the layers of fabric, falling off the pillow Isabela laid there staring at the pillow before pulling it into her and burying her face in it and covering it with her body, “that’s my good girl,” signing into it Isabela was able to drift off, her mind still lingering on your image.
Opening your eyes you looked up at the pillow you used as a stand in, caressing the spot next to your head, licking your lips you started moving the pillow down before forcing yourself to move it back up, “no, Bel wouldn’t stoop that low so neither should you, come on you gotta be good for her,” shoving yourself back down against the pillow you mumbled into the ‘chest’ and curled your legs together, laying there, trying to sleep.
y/n: date someone who will drag you outside at 3am to look at the stars
isabela: if anyone, and I mean anyone, wakes me up at 3am to go look at the damn sky they will be removed indefinitely from my life
y/n: how petty can you get?
isabela: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about
isabela: I prevented a murder today
y/n: really? thats amazing! how did you do that?
isabela: self-control.
y/n: croissants : dropped
mirabel: road : works ahead
camilo: bbq sauce: on my titties
dolores: shavacado : fre
isabela: miss keisha: fuckin dead
abuela:
abuela, grumpy: I didn't understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you
y/n, walking into their own house: hello, people who do not live here
camilo: hey.
isabela: hi.
dolores: hello.
mirabel: hey!
y/n: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!
camilo: we were out of doritos