Historians Would Say Emily Dickinson Is A Vampire

thots: goth mikasa

♡ note: repost from my old blog. gonna eat my entire fist

♡ word count: 980

♡ warnings: college!au, gn!reader, dom reader, sub mikasa, pet play, collaring, kitten/kitty as pet name, dacryphilia, mikasa does reader’s makeup at one point, hair-pulling

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so,, some luisa x reader fluff please? like reader’s staying up late reading a book or doing some other hobby and luisa does the whole “honey are you coming to bed yet?” shtick, just saying cute stuff like “the bed is cold without you” one big order of cuddly fluffy luisa please 🥺

Absolutely!

It had been months since a shipment of new puzzels had arrived in Encanto. You had already done most of the ones in your collection twice, so when a surprise shipment arrived, you had pounced on one and squirreled it away to do later that night. The rest of the day seemed to drag until, finally after dinner, you set up in an alcove and got started.

“Amor, I’m going to bed.” Luisa kissed the top of your head.

“Be there in a minute.” You promised, before immersing yourself back into the puzzle.

“Are you coming to bed soon?” Luisa asked.

“Absolutely, I’ll be up in a minute.” You were a little annoyed that she’d asked twice in ten minutes, but maybe she’d forgotten she already asked.

“Amor, the bed is cold and I miss you.” Luisa didn’t pout often, so you looked up at her a little quizzically.

“I’ll be up in a minute, darling, promise.”

“Define a minute.”

“Oh, I don’t know probably ten minutes.” You said, if only you could get that center bit.

“You’ve been doing that puzzle for four hours. Please come to bed. I sleep so much better with you there.” You looked over at Luisa sharply.

“How long did you say?”

“Four hours?”

“I am so sorry, darling, I had no idea.” You looked down at the puzzle which was over half way completed.

“Please. I know you love doing your puzzles, but can’t it wait until tomorrow night?” Luisa asked, putting her arms around you, and pressing her face against the back of your neck.

“Of course. I’m sorry.” You apologized, squeezing her arm gently. She hummed before kissing your neck and carrying you up the stairs to her room.

Hey, I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm wondering if it's okay if I tag you in any Sevika content I may come across? 😊

Sure I don’t mind tag away!

if you could interpret this gif into luisa just getting mega snuggled by the reader <33

Absolutely!

Pepa had, unfortunately, done quite a bit of ‘letting it go’ over the past week during some hard conversations with Abuela. The conversation’s needed to happen, no two ways about it. But being soaked after less than ten minutes outside wasn’t fun either.

You had insisted on following Luisa through her day, helping in whatever way you could with the various chores. One thing you were adept at was clearing the drains in the streets of debris like sticks and some errant pieces of clothing so that the water would drain more effectively. By the time you had gotten home the cold was starting to seep in and your body was starting to stiffen.

You insisted that Luisa get a bath first, effectively hiding how cold you were getting. She argued for a minute, but eventually let you nudge her toward the bathroom. You stood in the middle of her redecorated room. There was still the training course and the weights for her workouts, but her bed was newly covered with an abundance of pink and purple bedding. Her closet had been repainted from a grey color to purple with pink accents. You admired the amount of work it had taken to make her room better when you felt a set of lips brush your clammy face.

“Your turn.” She said, pushing you to the bathroom. You stood for a long time letting the hot water wash away the cold, or most of it anyway, before drying off and pulling on new clothes. Luisa lay back on her bed, book in hand. You smiled and grabbed a blanket from the end of the bed, wrapping it around yourself before resting your head on her chest.

“What are you reading?” You asked, humming softly as one of her hands started to play with your hair.

“Collection of myths from India.” Luisa said, glancing down at your face. Her brows furrowed in concern. “Are you still cold?”

“No.” You said. And then you shivered.

“No, you’re not cold, you’re freezing?” Luisa asked, a little bit of sarcasm in her tone. She shook her head and put her book to the side. She lifted you onto her chest, her arms resting on top of you. You snuggled into her warmth, sighing softly.

“Better?” She asked, kissing the top of your head.

“Mmhmm.” You said, starting to feel a little sleepy.

“D’you want me to read to you?”

“Mmhmm.”

“As you wish.” She whispered, before picking her book up and starting at the beginning.

Protector

You had realized over the course of your relationship with Luisa that she had a terrible time saying no. ‘Luisa move the church’ ‘okay’. ‘Luisa re route the river’ ‘okay’. ‘Luisa I want my house more to the left.’ ‘Okay.’

“Why not tell them it’s a stupid task?” You had asked one afternoon as she took a brief break to eat the lunch you’d brought her.

“They mean well, and it’s not really hurting anything.” She argued.

“It’s misusing your gift for trivial nonsense!” She kissed your cheek.

“I appreciate that you’re trying to look out for me, but it’s okay, really.” You huffed but made a promise to yourself that you would accompany her as much as possible for the next little while. The next day you walked with her as the priest approached.

“Luisa, I was thinking, could you move the church just a little more to the right, the morning light isn’t…” he faltered under the force of your glare. “Isn’t hitting the door any… on second thought. It’s fine.” He backed away slowly, putting his hands up.

“Amor. Did you just non verbally threaten the priest?” Luisa asked, doing a very poor job of hiding the amusement in her voice.

“Is it a threat if no words are said?” You asked lightly.

“Yeah, yeah it is.”

As the days went by, you heard rumblings that you had been given the moniker of ‘guard dog’. Luisa had been a little unhappy about it until you started barking at random times to make her laugh.

“Could you hand me that vase?” She held out a hand for it.

“Woof!” You agreed, giving her the vase. She rolled her eyes trying not to laugh.

Your system encountered a serious test about a month in. One of the villagers had been getting increasingly annoyed that Luisa wouldn’t carry his house to the top of a hill opposite Casita. Typically, you had been able to stare him down, and even Luisa had outright told him that it was excessive, but neither were working today.

“Why not? What are you, useless?” He demanded.

“How dare you speak to her like thaaaa!” You lunged at him, but Luisa grabbed your waist and pinned you against her hip, your feet off the ground.

“You should put a leash on that perro callejero!” He snapped.

“Oh no. My grip. It’s slipping.” Luisa said. She put you on your feet gently. You didn’t need any more prompting. You pounced on him, wrestling him to the ground. You might have been smaller, but you were a hell of a lot meaner.

***************ten minutes later***********

You walked with Luisa, the villager thrown over her shoulder, to the square where her mother set up her station. She was there by herself and looked rather alarmed when you got close. The villager, who’s face as a bit of a mess, was flopped into a chair.

“What happened?” She asked, examining your face.

“He called Luisa useless.” You said. She looked over at her daughter in surprise.

“He said y/n was a street dog.” She added in her defense. Julieta handed you and arepa con queso before going to examine the villager.

“I don’t think he’ll make either of those mistakes again. You two go find somewhere else to be, I’m going to find your Tia and Abuela and we’re going to have a little chat with him when he wakes up.” You swallowed your bite quickly.

“Yes ma’am!” You agreed. Luisa grabbed your hand and you hurried off in the opposite direction. “He bled on your dress.” You commented.

“Can’t say I’m surprised.” Luisa sighed.

“Woof!” You said.

What anout a Luisa x a Reader who is skilled in massagong, like, the kind of skill that makes anyone melt out of relaxarion and the reader always hellps Luisa to relax after her long days of work, because ley's be honest, agter all the weight luisa has to carry, she deserves a good relaxing massage.

Love it!

Your arrangement had started after you had her help move a particularly heavy screen. She had been rather hesitant at first, feeling that she didn’t deserve such luxuries.

“This isn’t so bad, now is it?” You asked her exposed back as you kneaded her shoulders.

“No.” She sighed. You grinned at how hard she was trying to not be vocal. From then on, once a week, you would have her come over, just to move the screen s few inches, and the reward her with a nice massage.

“So we’re gonna have to stop doing this.” Luisa said during one of your weekly meetups.

“What? Why?” You asked.

“W-well, I l-like you and I uh.” She hesitated, rubbing the back of her neck.

“I like you too.” You said, stepping closer. “All the more reason to keep giving you free-bees.”

“But, won’t your other clients have a problem with this?”

“Don’t worry about them. Now strip and get on the table, I want to see if that knot in your left shoulder is resolving.” Luisa nodded and did as she was told once you were out of the room. By the time you moved in together, the familiarity with her body made the massages therapeutic for you as well, and when she was in her room, she felt no particular compilation to be quiet. You earned small gasps and sighs as your hands worked, the tension draining from her bit by bit until she was completely relaxed. Then it was time for a shower and off to bed, where you’d be snuggled close, her relaxed body, drawing comfort from your presence.

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To do something different from the usual and escape the monotony of going from work to home and from home to work everyday, you signed up for the city's book club, where other women gathered to comment on reading a book they all read together.

Fortunately, your best friend Reina has offered to accompany you so you don't feel so out of place in the midst of so many unknew people to you.

Last month, the club read "11 Minutes", by Paulo Coelho, a book about a Brazilian prostitute in Switzerland who wants to save enough money to go back to Brazil and give her parents a better life.

You both liked the book a lot, but Reina definitely hated the ending.

"Like, why did she do all that? To end up staying where she was because of that guy???" She said, making her indignation clear.

"You're really upset by the end of this book huh?" You commented between laughs and slightly bowed her.

"And you wanted me not to be upset??? That painter was a madman who..."

You continued to listen to her attentively. Until when your gaze lifted from the new month's book that was rested on your lap and you immediately felt your heart skip one beat. You had saw her again, beautiful as if she had just stepped out of a dream.

You could no longer hear a word that Reina was saying, the world around you seemed to disappear. A passionate sigh left your lips as your eyes keep admiring her, the most fairest of all the Madrigals.

You didn't give a shit about everything that everyone always said just about her sister Isabela, Luisa caught your eye in the most amazing way the moment you saw her for the first time.

"Y/N? Earth to Y/N!" Reina said, waving her hand in front of your face to try to rid you of your passionate delirium.

Until, with a shake of the shoulder from her, you were pulled back to reality and looked back at her.

"What? W-what happened?" You asked, confused.

"Nothing happened, just the usual, you drooling over Miss Muscles again." She teased you, giving you little shoves and wiggling her eyebrows, making your cheeks flush brightly.

"What? N-no, I'm not drooling." You denied it, then turned your back on her and discreetly wiped the saliva that ran from the corner of your mouth.

"Why don't you just go talk to her?" She questioned. "You've been on this 'go or don't go' for so long."

"Haha, do you really think it's that easy? I'm gonna approach her and say 'Hey Luisa, I've been completely in love with you since I saw you, will you marry me?', it's not that simple and I don't have your luck." You replied.

"I've never said anything about getting married right away, you can dating some time before, going on dates, getting to know each other better... And mayne getting to know each other's private parts too..."

You gasped at being embarrassed by her pervert comment and gave her a little push, making her laugh.

"Come on, I know you're total nuts for that girl."

You couldn't deny that her statement was true.

But who could judge you for that? Luisa was a young woman of such a unique and extraordinary beauty, which reflected perfectly on her both inside and out. It was revolting to you how she wasn't even one-third appreciated as she deserved.

Sometimes, making sure she didn't see you, you secretly watched her from afar on days when she decided to exercise outdoors.

Watching how the muscles in her arms flexed whenever she lifted heavy things, how her beautiful tan skin glistened when it got wet with sweat, and the rough, wild demeanor she displayed in those moments made your body burn from heat even more than the scorching sun of summer days.​

There weren't a few nights when you had dreams, which anyone would say were extremely indecent for a young woman of your age, where you saw yourself in her arms. It felt so real, you felt an endless bliss and you loved her with all your intense passion.

However, having her only in your dreams wasn't enough, it even caused you an emptiness. You wanted more than anything for her to be your girlfriend, but you had to wait until you were brave enough to walk up to her and say a simple "hi."

"Wait for me here, I won't be long." Reina warned you, before getting up from the bench.

You shrugged and watched as she walked away.

Until, your eyes widened and you felt that your heart was about to stop when you saw her walk towards Luisa, who was carrying some wooden boards somewhere, but stopped when she saw the girl call her name.

"Ay Díos mio, que esta loca estás haciendo?" You asked yourself mentally, while squeezing the fabric of your skirt between your hands, a characteristic gesture of yours when you started to get nervous.

In the middle of the conversation they were both having, Reina pointed in your direction and you felt like you were having a breakdown, after all, it wasn't every day that the love of your life finally noticed you after so long.

She waved at you with a smile. Naturally, she was always so cute and nice with everyone. So she wouldn't think you were rude, you shyly waved back.

The next day, you had your house cleaned up and you were feeling confident like never before. Reina had told Luisa that you needed help fixing something and she agreed to go there that day.

You were finally going to talk to her and say everything you felt. If she reciprocated those feelings, you would be the happiest woman not only in the Encanto, but in the entire world. If she rejected you, at least you got it off your chest and sometime and somehow, you'd feel better.

After some time of waiting, you heard a slow knock on the front door. Holding back a loud, high-pitched squeak of excitement, as you felt in your heart that it was her, you rose from your chair and ran to it.

You opened the door, your expression of joy and the huge smile on your lips slowly faded when you saw her. She was out of breath, her face was dripping with sweat and her hair was disheveled, along with an exhausted expression on her face.

Upon noticing that you were looking at her, Luisa immediately regained her composure (or at least tried to) and gave you a smile, but it wasn't as genuine as the one she gave you the day before.

"... Hi." You greeted her, unable to hide your concern for her condition.

"Hi!" She exclaimed, her voice was hoarse, as if her throat had been dry for 3 days. "So? Shall we fix this problem at your house?" She said, between panting breaths.

"You look too tired for that..." You tried to argue, but she soon cut you off.

"No, no, don't worry about it, I'm fine, I just hauled in some logs and I just need a few minutes to recover." She explained.

You were thoughtful for a moment, until you took her hand and pulled her into your house.

"What are you doing?" She asked confused but didn't rebel against your actions.

"Have a seat, this is not a request." You said firmly.

Being surprised, but at the same time for some reason being attracted to know that trait of your personality, she sat down on the couch and breathed a sigh of relief to rest her legs after so much time on her feet doing favors for others.

"Do you want some water?" You asked, placing a hand on one of her shoulders.

Luisa was surprised again, none of the villagers had ever bothered to see to it that she had a break, much less offered her something to drink after doing heavy work... Because they knew she didn't need it, she was strong and not needed long rests.

But at that moment, she was so thirsty that she couldn't deny it.

"Yes please." She answered.

While she was drinking water, you went to the bathroom and got a towel for her to dry her face, which she did, after much insistence on your part and assuring to her that you would have no problem washing the towel afterwards.

You watched in delight as Luisa grasped one end of the red bow and slowly tugged, making her beautiful brown hair fall down her shoulders and down her back.

And you didn't believe that a beauty like her could get even more beautiful.

Not long after, she gathered the locks and tied her hair back into a perfect bun, leaving you with a slight feeling of disappointment.

"Why don't you let your hair down more often?" You asked out of curiosity, while leaning your elbow on the arm of the chair.

"I've already tried, but hard work doesn't requires something to get in the way and my loose hair was a big problem, especially when it was windy." She explained, right after she got up, a smile on her lips as she felt completely refreshed. "So? Let's see this problem I need to fix here at your house?"

You smiled, deciding that was the moment for her to know the whole truth.

"There's nothing to fix in my house." You confessed calmly.

Her face soon became a confused look. Why would you call her there for nothing?

"But your friend told me that..."

"A lovely excuse Reina made up for you to come." You said between giggles.

"But if you didn't call me here for this, what do you want then?" She asked, her tone demanding an answer from you.

Silently, you stood up and, walking in slow steps, approached her, getting closer and closer and celebrating inside when she didn't pull away.

"Isn't it obvious already? I want you, Luisa." You whispered, their faces so close to each other you could feel her hot breath hitting your face.

However, just as you were about to actually feel what it was like to kiss that beautiful mouth for the first time, her hands firmly grabbed your wrists when your had rested on her shoulders and she pulled away.

An awkward silence ensued between the two of you as you looked at each other. She looked shocked by your actions, her cheeks were flushed and her breathing, which had already returned to normal, became labored again.

"Look, I don't have time for this, okay?" She said, making you feel as if your heart had been shattered into a thousand pieces.

You waited for her to go away, for you to go to your room to lie on your bed and expel your pain through your crying until you fell asleep. But for some reason, she just stood there, seeming to wait for you to say something.

"I get it. I'm not pretty enough." You said, failing to not let out a choked voice and feeling that unbearable discomfort in your throat from holding back your tears.

Realizing that you were heartbroken, Luisa quickly tried to clarify that situation.

"Hey, no, it's not like that..."

"It's okay, really. Deep down I knew someone like you would never look at someone like me, I was an idiot to believe that..."

You were suddenly startled when her hands roughly grabbed you by the shoulders to get your attention and make you stop talking.

"It's not because of that, okay? When I first noticed you yesterday, I thought you're beautiful!" She confessed.

You instantly became speechless. Your cheeks flushed heavily at what she said, also because she was so close to you again. After so much time just watching Luisa from afar, where she seemed unreachable, you felt like every time she got close, it would always be a whirlwind of emotions.

Her impatient frown slowly faded as your eyes met for the first time. You felt like you could get lost into them forever.

Your eyes closed again, thinking that this time she would kiss you, but they opened again at the sound of her voice breaking the silence this time.

"Look, I'm sorry if I hurt you, it wasn't on purpose. It's just that I was surprised and a little shocked too because let's face it, something like this doesn't happen every day." She said.

"I know, it was a stupid idea." You agreed between laughs. "But for me, it was worth getting to that moment now."

Luisa remained silent at your answer, which you took as a signal for you to continue talking.

"Luisa... I love you." You finally opened your heart to the one you loved, without fear and without wanting to go back in time so it never happened so you could try again. "But what about you? Do you at least likes me a little bit?"

The tall, strong girl was silent for a few instants, until her gaze turned to the door.

"Y/N, not that I don't want to stay, but could we talk about this later? I still need to go help the rest of..."

"Why?" You interrupted her. "You're not here doing nothing, you're helping me with something very important. It can't be left for later."

Luisa thought. It was definitely better for her to stay there with you, than to go out and be bombarded with tiresome, unending requests that only made her want the day to end faster.

"Well..." She said, as she scratched the back of her head, a very cute gesture of hers. "I can't deny that you attract me as woman."

"Really?" You asked, beaming at that answer.

"Yes, do you doubt it?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Hm. A little, you twice prevented us from kissing." You replied with a smile, while crossing your arms.

Luisa rolled her eyes and shook her head, but she couldn't hide a small smile.

"Okay, bring it in." She said as she bent down to your height.

Not wasting the opportunity, you approached, with a little apprehension if Luisa would get away from you again. Seeing that this time she wouldn't, you slowly leaned in, not breaking her eye-contact, until their lips touched for the first time.

You didn't let it go beyond an innocent peck initially, you didn't want to do anything unexpected so as not to scare her.

When, you ended up being surprised when you felt her strong arms wrap around your body and pressed you even more against her, while she started kissing you. It wasn't a peck, you could feel the warm inside of her mouth brush gently against your closed lips.

You felt like thousands of fireworks were exploding inside your brain, your senses became so bewildered you didn't know what to do.

After taking a few seconds to recover from the shock, you kissed her back, one of your hands cupping her cheek while your other arm wrapped around her neck, desperately wanting to pull her closer to you, not understanding that it wasn't possible.

You were happy for so many reasons, but mostly for proving one thing. When you were a little girl, your mother always said that when you kissed a person, the kiss tasted like what the person had eaten or drank before, but when you kiss a person being in love with them, the kiss tasted like honey.

When kissing Luisa, you felt the taste of the sweetest honey you had ever tasted in your life.

You felt like you were burning with fever, as the kisses became even more heated and hungry. It was infinitely better than you imagined it would be. If what you were experiencing at that moment was just another realistic dream, you never wanted to wake up.

Suddenly, you felt yourself being lifted off the floor and when you saw it, you were pinned against a wall.

You gasped in her mouth and a shiver ran through your body as you felt her palm enter under your blouse and gently ran up your skin, until it cupped one of your breasts and slightly squeezed.

Luisa broke the kiss, a thread of saliva still connecting your mouths. She laughed adorably at your extremely stunned reaction by what she had done. You never thought things between she and you would get that far too soon.

You felt the flush on your face intensify and your heart beat even faster as her head tilted to the side and you felt her mouth very close to your ear.

"What's wrong, nena? You wanted me, you got it, now take the hit." She whispered, drawing low moans from you as she nibbled on your earlobe.

"Tell me who told you I'm complaining about it." You retorted, in an equally teasing tone of voice.

"Good to know." She replied, as she used one of her hands and impatiently stripped you of your skirt, leaving you only in your panties, that was already soaked by your growing arousal.

Having already tasted her lips and become addicted, you cupped her cheeks and pulled her face close for another kiss. Kissing her was like drinking water after being thirsty for centuries.

As your lips passionately slid against each other, your hands eagerly explored her upper body. It was beyond sublime to be able to touch now instead of just contemplating from afar.

When you least expected it, you felt your legs shake and let out a muffled moan when you felt her fingers brushing your clit through the fabric, causing those nice tickles to spread through every part of your body.

You just loved that sensation, even more when it was she doing it instead of yourself.

"Already so wet like this? I liked it." She murmured, bringing her fingers to her mouth and sucking on them, while seductively looking deep into your eyes.

Crazy with passion and unable to keep your mouth off her body for more than 20 seconds, you leaned over and greedily filled her neck with kisses, licks and nibbles.

"Ah! Oh yes, that's it, that's the spot..." Luisa moaned, when you accidentally found a soft spot.

You were more than happy to oblige, wanting her beautiful sounds of pleasure to continue to bless your ears.

As you began to grope her breasts through her blouse, you felt her pull the fabric of her panties from the way and without warning, pressed fingers to your sensitive bulge and rubbed gently in circular motions.

You moaned her name out loud, feeling spikes of pleasure rise up your spine and the heat in your core rise. If you weren't leaning against a wall, you would fall to the floor.

Not long after, she started to slide one of her big fingers along your entrance, until she slowly inserted it inside you. You freaked out, when instead of feeling good, you now felt nothing but an umpleasurable burning, feeling like it was... Ugh, like it was a cock tearing you apart inside.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow!" You moaned, but not from pleasure.

Noticing your reaction, Luisa immediately stopped what she was doing.

"What happened? Did I hurt you?" She asked, looking worried.

"No, it was nothing, it's just..." You said, a little embarrassed to continue talking.

"What? It's because you don't like being fingered?" She asked again.

You nodded.

"No, I know there are girls who like it, but for me it's just uncomfortable and... Really weird." You confessed.

"Oops, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." Luisa apologized, feeling guilty for what she had done.

You smiled at her and brought one of your hands up to her face, caressing her cheek.

"You don't need to apologize, I know it wasn't with bad intentions, you were just trying to please me." You answered.

"Okay, lesson learned: No fingering for you from now on." She joked between giggles.

"It's fine by me." You said, laughing along with her.

Another moment of silence followed, until you gasped softly as you felt her fingers working your vulva again.

"Is it okay this way?" She asked in a soft voice.

Made speechless by the wave of ecstasy that hit you so suddenly again, you agreed with her with a nod.

Now you were absolutely sure it wasn't a dream anymore, it soon became impossible not to get close to your limit, especially after her touches intensified and got faster at your begging for more.

Your arms clung to her tightly and you buried your head in her chest, to muffle your loud groans and prevent anyone outside the house from hearing.

"Are you close yet?" She whispered, using her force to stop your spasms by instinct.

You couldn't answer with words anymore, but almost at the same moment Luisa asked that question, orgasm hit you. It only lasted a few seconds, but it was so intense and pleasurable at the same time, that you felt as if you had been transported to another universe.

You had gone through the same experience before, but never like this. But it was obvious, it was because the woman you loved most in the world did it for you.

Luisa released some of the grip that held you up against the wall and sat you on the floor. When you came to your senses, you opened your eyes and smiled widely when you saw her in front of you.

You approached and kissed her passionately, never wanting to pull away. But you also felt an overwhelming need to want to make her feel good too.

"Can I do something for you?" You asked.

Luisa seemed surprised by your question, but it was only fair for you to return what she gave you.

"Do you really want to do this?"

"If not why would I be asking?" You replied between giggles, while holding the hem of her skirt. "Can I?"

The beautiful young woman in front of you nodded, making you smile again. You pulled up her skirt and folded it in her waist, then, you stripped her of her pants and the panties that were underneath.

You couldn't help but be impressed by how much vaginal discharge those panties had, it looked like it was coming from someone with a huge pussy. It was kinda obvious, how could a woman who had a higher body proportion than every other woman in town not have a significantly larger vagina?

You felt the blush intensifying on your face, causing dizziness, when Luisa opened her legs even more and facilitated your access to the most intimate part of her body.

It was big, but at the same time it was cute as she was, with those little hairs around it and rosy, long lips that looked shy and didn't want to totally show off. The thought that your entire face could be easily swallowed by it made your clit throbbing again and more of the natural lubrication oozed out of you.

Wasting no time, you grabbed one of her feet and took of her shoe. She had extremely adorable feet.

Before Luisa asked out of curiosity what you were going to do with her foot, you started kissing it, leaving a trail of passionate kisses as you climbed up her leg, up her thigh, until you finally got where you wanted it, wrapping your arms around her thighs.

"Hey wait, wait a second." Luisa requested, but it didn't stop your urges to touch her to feel in your hand.

She moaned softly, at the gentle touch of your fingers, stroking her all the way and moved the lips away to prepare for your tongue. It felt really warm, wet and had a slightly weird texture at first, but at the same time it was inexplicably pleasant. You loved so much.

"Have you by any chance done this before?" She asked, lifting her head to look at you.

"Eh no, but I usually train with oranges." You confessed between laughs, as you positioned your head again.

"Heh, so let's see how you deal with the real thing." She said, before giving you a wink and went back to laying her back on the icy tile of the floor of your house.

Unable to wait a second longer, you opened your mouth and plunged your face into her cunt, starting leisurely, slowly moving your head and making your tongue skim up and down between her folds.

You continued at that pace for a while, worried about hearing nothing but her breathing. At that moment, the first thing that crossed your mind was to stop, since apparently you couldn't satisfy her.

But soon, you pulled yourself together and swept that insecurity thoughts under the rug, you wanted so much to live that moment and you could regret for the rest of your life for throwing it away.

You gradually started to speed up your pace, applying pressure and voraciously licking every corner of her you could reach, your chin and part of your cheeks felt inside her and you moved your nose to stimulate where your mouth wasn't.

Trying as hard as she could to suppress her responsive nature, she couldn't hold back a high-pitched cry, as she felt the little tickles turn to shivers of pleasure as you started to intensify things.

You were surprised when your ears picked up another one of her beautiful sounds, discovering that the problem wasn't really you.

"Am I doing okay?" You asked in between a quick pause, but then went back to working your mouth on her.

"Gosh you're doing great, for a first time." She praised, then gasped and took a deep breath.

"Don't hold back, let me hear you, please." You pleaded in a low voice.

You gave a groan of satisfaction against her femininity when she granted your request and you really discovered how loud she was and it was the best thing in the world to hear how you were pleasing her.

Your hands tightened on her thighs as you wrapped your lips in her folds and began slurping on it heartily as if there was no tomorrow, alternating between them and her clit.

She screamed loudly and her eyes rolled back, feeling closer and closer to her release. You made a surprised noise as you felt one of her hands grab your hair and tug.

"Oh mother of God, Y/N! Fuck yeah, that feel so good, please don't stop..."

You weren't able to stop even if you wanted to, you were totally dominated by your instincts and would continue with what you were doing until you tasted her orgasm.

Over time, her moans grew louder and louder, repeating your name as if she were a broken record and your thighs clenched on either side of your head, but you didn't care, you even liked it.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna, I'm gonna..."

When you least expected it, your mouth was flooded with her cum, drinking it all down without a second thought. It was salty, rather than sweet as you imagined it would be, but you weren't disappointed.

You wiped the excess that had run down your chin and looked at her, leaning on one of her legs.

"So? How was it?" You asked, even though the expression on her face had already made it very clear that you did well.

"Geez, who are the oranges I have to thank for this?" She asked, while wiped away the tears that rolled down her cheeks.

You laughed out loud, both at the joke and at not expecting it.

"Hey, Luisa." You said, which made her sit up to look at you.

You looked at her fondly as you stroked her cheek, hoping she didn't think you were too sentimental.

"Thank you." You said.

After that, she no longer doubted how many times she would be surprised that day.

"And... Why exactly are you thanking me?" She asked, she didn't hear that word much unless it was from someone in her family.

"For such an incredible time, why else would it be?" You said between giggles.

Something had changed in that instant, you felt your melting when Luisa smiled and looked fondly at you, before leaning over and giving you a quick kiss.

"Okay, not that I don't want to, but now I really have to go, I must be late for the rest of the chores." She said as she grabbed and put her panties and pants back on.

"Aww really? I just realized that without you time passes so slowly." You lamented and pouted.

"See you later." She said as she threw her skirt at you which covered your entire head.

You felt joyful like never before when she said that phrase.

"Wait, do you really want to see me again?" You asked, a little in disbelief.

"Is my cousin the biggest gossip in the Encanto?"

You laughed again. She gave you a quick kiss goodbye and walked to the door.

Before going through the door, she turned and looked at you, still sitting there on the floor.

"Aren't you going to get up from there?" Luisa asked, a small smile drawn on her pretty lips.

"No, I'm staying here for a while." You answered.

"Whatever you want, it's your house. Oh, and whenever you need, I don't know... "Help", call me." she said, before winking at you again.

"You can be sure I will." You smiled, watching as your love left and closed the door.

You screamed of so much happiness and lay on the floor, that was by far the most incredible day of your entire life. You still needed her help, needed you two to love each other forever.

Luisa Madrigal x Reader

⚠️Warning⚠️ Implied (but not directly written) sexual content. Minors, y’all should skip this one just to be on the safe side. If you choose to ignore these warnings, that is your own fault!!! Once more, I am not fluent in Spanish so if I make any errors, pls let me know so I can fix them. Also, while I try to write gender neutral characters, I tend to lean more towards the feminine side unconsciously and would very much like to break that habit, so any tips you have to offer are greatly appreciated💕 Set after the movie’s events.

You had absolutely no idea how Luisa managed to get out of bed each morning. If you had a bed like this, plush like a cloud and warm but not stifling, you would never get up. You remembered the first time you saw it, just hanging out as friends despite the absolutely massive crush you harbored on her. The rumors about the extraordinary bedrooms of the Madrigal’s turned out to be true and your tour of the room consisted of navigating through the huge area with impossible marvels around each turn. To the meticulously polish weights to the rocky lagoon that changed temperature to whatever Luisa was feeling, you found yourself in awe. It was all clearly touched by the Madrigal Miracle, you could feel magic hanging in the air, yet it was all so distinctly Luisa and put you immediately at ease, much like the girl herself. But el evento principal, at least to you, was the massive bed shaded by a large fruit tree, magical sunlight dappled through the branches and casting shapes on the comforter. Luisa had just continued on talking about the room tour, but your eyes stayed glued on the bed and your thoughts took a nosedive into the gutter. That moment, no matter how long ago it happened, stayed with you. You could feel the heat in your face and see the strange look Luisa gave you when she realized you were staring.

Little did you know, that Luisa had been thinking the same, much to her embarrassment. The way you stared at the bed then at her made the muscles in her arms twitch, the urge to throw you over her shoulder growing ever stronger. It took another several months till her fantasy became reality. You have been together for a while now and never shared anything more than a passionate kiss and some light petting. But last night, both of you in high spirits after a particularly lively fiesta. After the members of the family retired to bed, you had tagged along with Luisa, barely managing to wait for her door to close before pulling her into a kiss. So you kissed and kissed some more and, with some difficulty, eventually found yourselves standing before her bed. Both of you stared at the imposing piece of furniture, then back at each other. It was you who took a deep breath and took her hand, bringing it to your lips and pressing light kisses to each knuckle. “I love you”. The words were so soft, she felt them against her fingertips. “Can..would you want to..”, the words got stuck in her throat as she saw the absolute adoration shining in your eyes as you tugged her into the bed and straddled her waist. She had to be oh so delicate, hands balling into the mattress lest she react too strongly. But what you did to her, how lovely your lips looked trailing wet kisses down her neck, her chest, her thighs, it made her heart pound throughout the night as her ceiling stars shined silvery light onto your bodies and the quickly growing pile of discarded clothing.

You finally pulled yourself out of bed the next morning, naked save for the soft blanket draped around your shoulders. You could feel her eyes on your back as you stretched, reveling in the sounds of your sore muscles popping. However, the serenity of the moment was shattered when you attempted to stand and immediately felt your knees buckle and you hit the floor. Luisa sat up so fast that the covers flew in the air. “You alright”, she peered over the side of the bed. Her voice was hoarse and pride floated through you knowing you were the cause of it. You poked your thigh and a tingling sensation spread, as if you had done a hardcore leg workout for hours on end, “I’m perfect”. It took two tries but you managed to pull yourself up and stumble to the small pitcher of perpetually cold water. Pouring a glass, you turned and offered it to Luisa, just as she finished peeling an orange from a low hanging branch. You both smiled, you fondly and her slightly embarrassed. You sat back on the bed and accepted the fruit while handing her the water. She drained the glass quickly as you bit into the fruit. You hummed in appreciation at the taste, eyes closing blissfully. The gulping of water stopped and your eyes opened again. A stray droplet of juice escaped out the side of your mouth and slid down your chin and neck, Luisa’s eyes following it intensely. Her face went red as she realized you caught her staring. You just smiled and wiped it off before falling back into the bed. Luisa set the glass on a small table and turned, using one hand to pluck you up and drop you into her lap. You felt yourself melting as her strong hands rubbed at your shoulders, even going so far as to moan gently as the sore muscles were once again worked by her. She snorted and buried her head into the crook of your neck, peppering the skin with kisses and giggles. You reached and carded your fingers through her loose curls, eyes focusing on an absolutely gorgeous blotch of purplish-red on her shoulder. The both of you somehow managed to mark each other in easy to cover spots, both looking like you lost a fight with how many lovely little bruises covered your skin. “We’re gonna have to get up soon”, you murmured to her. With a powerful exhale, she nodded, yet her arms just tightened around you. “I guess a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt”.

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