Tied up

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(Isabela x Afab!Reader)

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, 18+, Tentacle/Vine Kink, Dom Isabela, MATURE!!

Prompt: You love to make your girlfriend flustered in public any chance you get and it's easy to tell when you're attempts are successful as she loses grip on her powers, petals exploding from her frame. What's even more fun is as you push more and more eventually vines explode out from her to tie you up so tightly in their grip, letting her get her revenge easily.



Everything about Isabela mimicked her powers so beautifully, a perfect outward expression of herself. As I trace her skin my body shivers as her own reflects the same softness and airy texture of the petals she produces. Her mind and wit hit with the same ferocity and sharpness of cactus needles. Her arms wrapped around my waist tighten like her vines. Her soft kisses whisper across my cheeks as she explores and takes over my sense completely, little whiffs of aromatic flowers tickling my nose. I wish we could spend every second wrapped up together in this paradise, bending and enveloping each other. It's not fast or desperate, much like the natural growth of flowers we take our time exploring each other, building and building to bloom.

"Time for dinner!" Abuela's voice booms through the casita as Isabela and I pause our ministrations with a disappointed groan.

"Mm do we really have to go down? I want to stay here with you." I whisper against her shoulder, pressing soft kisses into the skin as my fingers trace up and down her arm.

She giggles as she pulls herself from my embrace always leaving me wanting more. Glowing as she stretches her arms out before pulling herself off the bed, reaching down one hand to escort me out of my position. Reluctantly with a groan I place my hand in hers letting her pull me up, pushing myself back into her embrace, clinging onto her for any remaining contact I can have.

"Later mi vida, you need to eat if you hope to have enough energy to keep up with me." She smugly says while pushing back her hair over her shoulder.

"Mmhm very funny florecita, I know you want me just as bad as I want you." I am trying to keep the desperation and whines from tainting my voice but I know she can always pick up on how needy I am for her.

It's a game we play with each other, neither of us wanting to give in and submit to the other, always flirting and paying with each other hoping to gain any step of power ahead of the other. As we step down from the flowered pedestal where her bed is my feet get heavier with each step we take away from privacy and the promise of being enwrapped in each other. Her hand reaches out to grab the door handle but I pull her back into my arms, getting one final private kiss.

As we pull away from our embrace I can't help but smile as little flowers, the same color as her flushed cheeks, sprout around her head as a little halo showing off her emotions for the world to see. I think back at all the times her powers betray her feelings sprouting up plants the echo out her emotions, loosing control on her abilities so easily when flustered. Oh I just got the most deliciously evil idea to mess with my beautiful girl to make up for the lack of contact at dinner.

I try leaning in once more for a kiss but before my lips can meet hers again I am choking out petals, pouting as Isabela is leaving me once again wanting more. Dumbstruck my feet are stuck in place watching her form retreat out the door, sighing as I take one glance back at the bed. Suddenly vines are gripping my waist, pulling me with force out the door and around the corner to Isabela. The vines retreat as she grabs onto my hand pulling me down to the dining room but my mind is racing quickly, formulating all the little ways I can mess with her during dinner.

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