𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐀 𝐌. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

makeout

CTTO: isabelaaaa-encanto

summary: pretty self-explanatory. just a drabble about isabela and her fem!reader s/o making out, nothing more nothing less

warnings: lowercase intended, mild nsfw, heavy kissing, intimate touches, fluff maybe

isabela trailed hot, moist kisses along your neck, her teeth ever so slightly grazing the sensitive skin, sending a series of sparks wherever her mouth lingered, leaving you breathless.

one hand tangled itself in isabela's soft locks as a few whimpers escaped your lips, pushing her head further into the crook of your neck, a silent plea requesting for more.

the surrounding air humidified, the temperature rising along with the sexual tension, and it was dizzying, to say the least.

the two of you were positioned on her bed, with isabela straddling your lap, and your back pinned against the headboard. the heat radiating from your bodies was enough to seek competition with the blazing sun.

you let out a deep, staggered breath as shivers ran through your nerves, while isabela slowly glided her tongue up your neck to meet your jaw. she peppered soft kisses along the area, before reaching the corner of your lips.

it was expected, but isabela still somehow managed to knock out all the air from your body when she crashed her lips perfectly against yours, both of you melting into a very much needed kiss.

your lips molded perfectly with hers as you moved in unison with one another, savoring each other's taste while deep, heavy breathing ensued.

the amount of serotonin and oxytocin being released throughout your body was overwhelmingly insane. mere words alone could never amount to be able to express how much love and desire you had for the woman engulfing your senses.

your lips slightly parted itself, presenting isabela the opportunity to slip her tongue in, to which she did with no hesitation, as she boldly grinded herself against you, the simple action turning you into a hot, flustered mess, your stomach twisting into a tight knot.

your tongue danced along with hers, as the kiss slowly started to get sloppier and drip with sexual need, your body yearning for hers.

you pull back momentarily, trying to catch your breath, but isabela was having none of that as she forcefully latched her lips back onto yours, a hand snaking itself around your waist and clinging onto the cloth behind your blouse.

you let out a muffled moan, a shiver rushing down your back as you felt a warm hand slither up your bare waist from beneath your untucked blouse, her hand lightly giving your side a gentle squeeze.

you involuntarily bit her bottom lip, a flame igniting inside of you, as you tilted your head and further deepened the kiss, a slight bruise starting to form on both of your lips.

you trailed your other hand underneath the skirt of isabela's navy blue dress, dragging your fingernails along her bare thigh, and drawing out a soft gasp from her.

her skin burned under your touch, and you could feel her smirk against your lips, her free arm snaking itself behind your neck, as she rocked her hips against you with more force, bringing your thoughts to a haze.

the way her body would move against your own drove you to a high you could never put into words. she was like a drug, an addiction you were not about to quit.

isabela pulled away for a quick moment for the both of you to catch your breath, your chest rising and falling rapidly, hot breaths tickling each other's lips.

you drew back your heavy eyelids, only to be met by what you swore was the most ethereal sight you'd ever seen. isabela's face was a shade of crimson red, her lips swollen and bruised. her eyes, instead of the usual chocolate orbs, were dark and hooded, and were staring down into your own.

fingers gripped onto the hem of your blouse, followed by a slight tug.

"may i?" isabela husked, her voice thick with lust and desire.

"please," you whispered, immediately raising both your arms, and allowing her easy access to take off the piece of unwanted clothing. your lips crash back in to one another's after taking off your blouse, her arms wrapping around your naked waist.

but before isabela could start unzipping your skirt, the two of you were startled by her abuela's loud voice calling out to everyone in the casita.

"time for dinner!"

sexually frustrated, isabela groaned and let go of your skirt as she slumped forward to lean on the crook of your neck, while you sighed in slight irritation of being robbed of your personal time with your girlfriend.

"we'll continue later, isa," you reassured, trying to alleviate isabela's visibly growing annoyance by drawing small circles on her back.

"but i need you now," she whined softly, as she continued to place small pecks on your neck, making you shiver, and it took every ounce of will power in your body to stop yourself from giving in.

you knew one way or another, somebody was bound to check up on you both, and you'd rather stop now and save both yourselves the embarrassment of getting caught than to deal with a very awkward dinner. it was already embarrassing enough that one of her primas had the gift of enhanced hearing.

"amor," you held her face to look at you, before giving her a warm smile. "you can have me all to yourself after dinner, okay?" you give her one last and final smooch, before she sighed and nodded in return, giving back a smile of her own.

after stealing another quick kiss from you, she shuffles off your lap as she fluffed her dress and fixed her hair. noticing that you were looking for your blouse, she scanned her room before spotting it somewhere fairly far away from you two. with a laugh and a flick of her wrist, she grabs your blouse with her vines before dusting it off and handing it over to you.

after the two of you had fixed yourselves, you headed over to the dining room, arms linked with one another, and both unaware that you two were the only ones the whole family was waiting for.