Character
Pepa Madrigal
Rating
Red
Words
1203
«Ah... just like that...»
I swirled my tongue around her clit while pumping two of my digits inside her, at a fast pace.
«Hm, I'm close...»
I fastened up the pace, making her come undone in a matter of seconds.
«Ah... I love you, Y/N.»
I woke up, hot and flustered. What was that dream about!? I didn't have too much time to think about it, I had to get up and dress myself or else the doctors would have killed me, so to speak.
It was just about a week that I entered the rehab clinic, but I was already feeling like I wanted to escape from it as soon as possible. The only ray of sunshine of it all was my psychiatrist, doctor Madrigal. She was tall, handsome and smart. I fell for her immediately, as soon as I laid eyes on her. I knew I was done for.
I got myself dressed, I cleaned my room and I ate breakfast, after that I took my pencil, my sketchbook and my phone and I began sketching. I liked drawing, it was relaxing. I drew two pair of eyes, making sure they were the same size, then I concentrated my attention on the nose. I was about to draw the mouth when a warm hand startled me.
«So you also know how to draw.»
I closed my eyes. Her warm voice was soothing, and it gave me shivers, the good ones.
«Well, I wouldn't call this "drawing" but thank you.»
I replied, smiling. She had this power on me, that whenever I was with her all my problems would simply disappear.
«Come, let's talk.»
I got up and followed her. Her long, ginger hair, caught in a braid, was soft and smelled like summer rain. We stopped in front of a door. She took her keys and started fumbling around with them, trying to fit one of them in the key hole.
«I should know better than keeping all my keys in the same place.»
She hummed. Finally, after two or three keys, the door opened. We entered a small room, with a desk in its center, and two chairs.
We sat down and she gave me a smile. A smile that could illuminate the whole room.
«So, I've heard you didn't feel well yesterday.»
I shrugged.
«I don't want to talk about it.»
She looked at me, with her big, green eyes. They reminded me of the fresh cut grass.
«And why so?»
I shrugged again.
«Because I feel like a stupid, thinking about it.»
She gave me a weak smile. Then she looked away.
«Well, if you don't want to talk about it then I won't ask you.»
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Encanto
Fanfiction«The magic si strong! And so are the drinks...» Pepa and Julieta Madrigal one shots.
