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luisa madrigal | encanto | f/f

[presion]

[rosado]

I still can't sit down without wincing.

[presion]

I've noticed.

Are you going to say that's my fault?

[rosado]

I know I SAID to spank me, but you could have held back a little more.

[Just... ignore that she was asking (read: begging) for more while they were still in the moment.]

[presion]

Really. You think I wasn't holding back?

[ Remember who you're talking to, Isabela. She's always holding back. ]

I distinctly remember someone telling me that they're not fragile, and to give them more. Colorfully.

[rosado]

Of course you were, but you could have done it more.

[Okay, she knows that's not fair, but her pride!]

Next time, start with a love tap, and we'll go up from there.

[presion]

Oh, my apologies, princesa. Maybe you are a little more fragile than you thought, hmm?

Want me to kiss it better?

[rosado]

[Oh, she knows sarcasm when she reads it.]

Do I want you to kiss my rear end?

Sure. Pucker up, hermana.

[presion]

You know, I like it when you're feisty.

But you better be prepared for what comes next.

[rosado]

Feisty might as well be my middle name, Luisa.

Oh? And what does come next, pray tell?

[presion]

It's up there alright.

Well, if you're bent over and bare-ass in front of me, I can't be blamed for where my lips end up. Or my tongue. Or my fingers.

[rosado]

Well, if you've just kissed my bare ass, I suppose I'd be in a good mood. What if I said you can put your lips, your tongue, and your fingers anywhere you like?

[presion]

Well, if you said that, then I suppose I'd have to hold you to it. There's a lot of you I want to taste, Miss Perfect.

[rosado]

Then you better get tasting everything you can, you big, beautiful, musclebound ox. Maybe I make it easy for you, take a seat on your face, huh? You can taste lots from there.

[presion]

You're lucky you're cute enough to get away with calling me an 'ox.' And maybe. I don't think I'd complain. Or I could pin you down, and take my time eating you out.

You are so cute when you beg, you know.

[rosado]

As long as I'm feeling your tongue one place or another, I guess I can't complain, can I? And don't worry, I'll keep being cute enough to tease you forever.

But I don't beg. You know that.

[presion]

No, I don't think you'll have any room to complain. And I know if you want something, you won't hesitate to tell me.

Oh, that's right. You "strongly request."

[rosado]

Of course. If there's anything in particular I want from you, I'll strongly request it. Glad we got all this figured out.

And since we're on the topic, I strongly request you make no plans tonight.

[presion]

And you're never even a little bit whiny or desperate when you do, of course.

Oh yes? Going to keep me busy tonight?

[rosado]

I've never been either of those things in my life.

And quite so, yes. I thought I'd return the favor for last night's misfortune. How hard would I need to spank you for you to even feel it, though?

[presion]

Whatever you want to tell yourself, Bela.

I don't think you could hit me hard enough to feel it, to be honest with you.

[rosado]

Really? Want to bet on that?

Because I bet I can have you begging me for mercy within three or four strikes to that admittedly lovely posterior.

[presion]

Oh really. Three to four?

How's about this, then. You get four hits. If I beg for mercy, you can do anything you want to me, no questions ask. But if I don't, you're all mine. Sound fair?

[rosado]

Not only am I yours, but I'll let you have Mirabel all to yourself. For a month.

Did I mention I would not be using my hands?

[presion]

My, aren't we confident. That's quite an offer.

What were you planning to use, then?