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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.
I’m going to go ahead and put in that request. May I please a NSFW one shot of drunk Isabela and fem!reader?😭
a/n: HELL YEAHHHH >;) Thank you everyone for the many requests for this, I had a lot of fun with this one
Warnings: NSFW/smut, alcohol
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Reader's POV
This night has felt like such a blur. It was the wonderful combination of careless dancing, close friends, and drunken decisions that made it so unforgettable. It was Isabela's 22nd birthday and, as always, a massive celebration was being held at la Casa Madrigal. The music was blaring at full volume as multicolored strobe lights lit up the dance floor.
"One, two, three!"
You, Isabela, and a couple of your other friends all took a heaping shot of tequila on the count of three. You felt the familiar burning sensation traveling down your throat after you downed the entire thing in one go.
"To Isa!" One of your friends yelled out after shaking off the bittersweet taste that lingered in their mouth. You gave a happy smile around the circle until your eyes stopped on Isa. Her chocolate brown orbs were already set on you and the corners of her mouth perked up into a giddy smile. She skipped up to you and handed you another shot.
“One for just you and me,” she pleaded while making puppy eyes at you.
“Ay dios mio,” you laughed and rolled your eyes while grabbing one of the shot glasses. "To the most wonderful girl I've ever met; the most beautiful flower in all of Encanto. Happy birthday Isa!" You finished your short sentiment and clinked your glasses together, downing number who even knows how many shots you've taken tonight.
“Woooo!” Isabela exclaimed after finishing her shot. She spun around as small petals exploded from her frame, then quickly grabbed your hand and tugged you towards the dance floor.
You grinned from ear to ear and started dancing to the upbeat music. You grabbed Isabela’s waist and started swaying along to the beat. In return, she tilted her head back and pulled you down by your neck to capture your lips into a needy kiss. Her overwhelmingly sweet floral scent fills your nostrils and makes you feel dizzy with love and desire for the beautiful woman before you.
You instantly melt at the contact. You haven’t been able to spend as much time as you’d like to today with Isabela as she’s been bombarded with gifts and birthday wishes all day. But this one kiss made it seem completely worth it. Right now, no one else mattered.
The two of you continue your moment as Isa deepens the kiss and slides her tongue into your mouth and glides along with yours. You feel a familiar warmth starting to build in your core. However, almost immediately after, she pulls back with a small nibble to your bottom lip. Your lips desperately chase after hers with a small whimper.
She hums in response and tilts your chin upwards with her finger. “I know what I want for my birthday,” she slurs out with a giggle and a smirk. While doing so she pulls away from your body and makes a ‘come hither’ movement with her index finger. You and her skip through the crowds together, hand in hand, saying short goodbyes to those you passed.
“Goodnight Abuela!” Isabela put a quick kiss to her grandma’s cheek before regaining her focus to the route to her bedroom.
“Isabela, where are you going in such a hurry? The party isn’t-“ Abuela stopped herself mid sentence as she deemed it no use. Her eldest granddaughter and her girlfriend had already disappeared around the corner and out of sight.
Isabela could barely wait for her bedroom door to be completely closed before she threw herself at you. She rips off the top layer of both of your clothes, leaving you in your underwear. Her petite frame pushes against yours and causes you to stumble back until you hit and closed her door. Isabela pauses to lock the door before she crashed her lips onto yours with a desire you knew you both had been trying to keep tame all day. Trying not to break the kiss, she secures a few vines around both of your bodies and pulls you through the air, dropping you on her bed. She loses balance once the vines retreat and topples over on top of you on the bed. She gives a giddy smile before propping herself up on her elbows and going right for the side of your neck. She sloppily places warm kisses all over your neck and collarbone while also leaving dark hickies in the same places by biting and sucking. This brings you to let out a lengthy moan and arch your back into her hovering body. In response, Isabela bites down on one of your sweet spots located on your neck and shoves her knee in between your legs, separating them. A muffled sound of pleasure leaves your throat as Isabela leaves your neck to give some attention to your lips.
You could taste the lingering flavor of alcohol on her tongue when she pushed hers through to dance with yours. At the same time, Isabela thrusts her knee against your center, causing you to break the heated kiss and moan loudly into the side of her neck.
“Please Isa,” you pant into her dark tan skin.
Normally Isabela loves to see you writhe in pain and beg underneath her, but today she was feeling quite generous. It was probably all the tequila.
Isabela hums in response and smiled at you through hooded eyes. Without breaking eye contact, she trailed her hand down your body and slipped it under your white laced panties. She slowly circled her fingers dangerously close to your aching center, feeling how wet you are. You whimper at her but remain patient.
Enjoying how her teasing was affecting you, she dipped her finger ever so slightly into you while using another finger to brush against your throbbing clit. You give a strained noise of frustration and pleasure as she continues to be sparing with her movements.
Isa watches you with amusement while she continues to tease you.
“Isa,” you breathily moan into the air.
Isabela simply giggles in response before sliding one of her fingers into you and curling it, hitting your g-spot. You throw your head back into her soft pillows and bite your lip to keep you from screaming out too loud (not that it would matter as everyone was still enjoying the dance party downstairs).
Isabela continues with her movements and adds in a second finger to your needy center. She thrusts them at a quick pace, listening to your now muffled sounds of pleasure as she crashed her lips against yours.
It didn’t take long before you were shaking and screaming from your release and gripping onto the beautiful woman’s shoulders in an effort to keep yourself grounded.
Bringing you down from your high, Isabela crawls up next to you and pulls you into a tight embrace while whispering praises into your ear.
“Happy birthday, Isa” you smiled at your girlfriend before you both fell asleep in each other’s embrace.
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