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Isa sat on her bed, arms crossed in mild annoyment. Another day she’d love the sight of a shirtless Eve, in loose sweatpants, with her hair down. There was just something soft about Eve. Long, dark, waves falling like a waterfall contrasting against fair, broad shoulders. The pants hung low, adding to the relaxing vibes she was radiating
And toned abs were on display. That was a bonus.
But even that failed to perk her up.
Eve, sensing that Isabela was in a bad mood, shifted her attention to her girlfriend. Her Isabela, clad in her blue nightgown, had an upset frown on her face. She walked up to stand behind her, placing her hands on Isabela’s shoulders, and began to gently rub circles with her thumbs, “Cara, You look stressed,”
“I am,” Isa admitted, not bothering to hide the annoyance in her voice. She crossed her arms, “People just can’t understand the fact that I’m not interested in seeing other people,”
For just a moment, Eve’s grip tensed. For just a moment, Isa felt Eve squeeze her shoulders just a little too tight, before just as quickly returning to their previous actions.. “... does Alma have anything to do with this?”
The slight bite in her tone did not go unnoticed by Isa. “I’m sure she means well,” And she did. All Abeula wanted, wants, is the perfect life for her Isabela. But they both had different versions of perfect.
For Abuela, perfect was a kind, handsome husband with who she could have a family. A man that was calm and collected. A man who was perfect in every way. A man like her ex-boyfriend, Mariano. Or the handsome Jose or pretty Thomas.
For Isa, it was her Evangleine Valjean. Her beautiful, patient, evening star. Who sat down and painted with her, even if it got stains on her best shirt. Who loves to bond with her sisters and cousins. The adventure that travels the world, but always comes back to her.
Could Abuela understand that? (Surely, she would. Abuela loves her.)
“I’d talk to her,” Eve started, “But I really do think this is something you two should sit down and talk about,”
“I know,” She sighed as Eve’s thumbs continued their massage, “It’s just… nerve-wracking,”
“You mean scary,” Eve added, an oddly understanding tone to her words, “But it’s important,”
"Speaking from experience, I see,"
"To an extent," Eve admitted, "It’s still difficult. To open up,"
Isa laughed, "You're getting better at,"
“I am,” Eve perked up, “When I went back home, the twins actually wanted to spend time with me!”
“And what did you guys do?”
“Drove the family insane,” a toothy grin spread on Eve’s face, “The old man and Auntie Charlotte got a few pies to the face. Those kids actually managed to get me out of the office for that,”
Isa rolled her eyes, imagining an Eve sprinting alongside two children while a giant of a man chased them. Or at the thought of Eve reluctant removing herself from the pile of paperwork that she worships so, to play pranks with children, “I’m guessing it went well?”
“Of course! They’re actually excited for my next visit,” Eve beamed, though she quickly changed the subject to her, “How about you?”
“Hmm?”
“How are things with your family? Aside from your Abuela,”
“Mom tried to show us how to cook a recipe,” Isa recalled the events of last week, “I’m… not cut out to be in the kitchen,” To her annoyance, Isa heard Eve hold in a laugh, “Don’t laugh at me,”
“I’m not laughing,” Eve denied, a lightness to her tone that only came from laughing, “It's a good thing I do know how to cook. Unfortunately for you, it’s mostly American and Italian dishes,”
“Pizza and risotto for the rest of my life? The horror.”
“Don’t forget ‘apple pies’ and ‘chicken fried steak’,” Eve teased, saying the names of the American cuisines in English,”
“Of course! My mistake,”
A comfortable silence fell on the two, only the sounds of soft gasps and concentrated grunts filled the room. For as rough as Eve could be, she massaged her with surprising tenderness. Eve gradually worked the tense muscles to relax
“Anywhere else that feels tight?”
“No, that's good,” Isa moved her shoulders, letting out a pleasant hum, “I should send you over to Luisa. I bet she’d love to have a massage”
Eve sat next to her, stretching her arms in the air. “Another day, right now I just want-” she was cut off by Isabela abruptly sitting on her lap “Cara?”
“You’ve been back a week and we haven’t done anything,” Isa complained, bringing her face close to Eve's
“Oh? Did you miss me that much?” Eve leaned in, not quite closing the distance between them, “Or are you upset that last time, I left?”
Hands grip threateningly in her hair, but Eve knew that Isa knew better than to do that again. It was the whole reason she had purposely left things unfinished last time. She doubted Isa would pull her hair again.
Still, she complied to lover’s wishes, leaning down and starting a heated kiss. Though a single thought echoed in the back of her head.
Isabela really needs to learn how to seduce people properly. Maybe next time she’ll shower her.
She pulled away and began to trail kisses on Isa’s neck.
“Eve?” Isa cooned, turning her head, encouraging. Eve to continue
“Relax, Cara,” Eve’s warm hands went to untie her nightgown, teeth nibbling on soft flesh, “I’ll take care of you tonight,”
Eve’s words brought a smile to Isabela’s face, readjusting on Eve's lap. She could feel her excitement grow, but Eve will take care of that. Her hands quickly got to work, exploring Eve's exposed waist.
Heat flared from under her fingertips. Faintly, she could feel hardened abs under a thin layer of fat. She circled to her back, moving up to idly play with bra straps.
Eve sucked on Isa's sweet spot, earning a sharp hiss from Isa. " Shit,"
"You're so cute," Eve muttered, bringing her lips to Isa's forehead as her hands fondled her chest. Even through the nightgown, she could feel Isa's nipples start to harden.
Isa pulled Eve's face down, claiming her lover's lips. She wrapped her arms around her neck, legs hugging Eve's waist.
"I'm gonna rip this off you," Eve growled, biting Isa's lips, pinching a nipple. With the other hand, she continued to rub circles.
She wanted to lean in, to let Eve continue her assault. To feel good. But she also wanted Eve to kiss her chest. So she quickly pulled back and threw the nightgown off.
Love bites trailed down. Eve kissed everywhere she could reach. Her lover's rough hands palmed her chest. Every now and then, they’d twist and pull a nipple. Lips lowered, placing a long kiss on the center of her breasts. Isa covered her mouth, trying to stop the small gasps that tried to escape.
Eve immediately pulled away, "No, no," she chastised, grabbing her hand and lowering it, "I want to hear you," to drive the point, Eve roughly squeezed both of her breasts.
"A-ah," she arched her back into the touch. “ Merida,”
“Much better,” Eve grinned, hands rubbing soothingly over her chest. A silent apology. Eve leaned down to place a chaste kiss on her lips. Then on her jaw. Slowly, the kisses trailed down as hands circled around to her back. They ran up and down, enjoying the softness.
Lips touched everywhere except where she wanted them.
Isa rolled her hips, and in response, Eve ran her nails down her shoulders.
The woman pulled away, but stayed close enough so that fire-filled breath touched skin, “Pazienza.” she scolded.
“Eve, por favor,”
It was embarrassing. How easily aroused she could become with a few touches. Eve didn’t look half as bothered.
Still, her words had their intended effect. Eve placed her lips on Isa's nipples and sucked. Isa tangled her hands in Eve’s hair, pushing her head closer.
Eve placed a hot tongue on her nipple, purposefully being as messy as possible as she licked.
“Eve,” she whined
“Does the other one want some attention?” the woman teased, though she didn’t wait for a response. Eve went to the other, sucking and playing with her nipple as if it were a piece of candy.
Isa gasped and moaned as Eve’s mouth explored her chest. Eve made pleased low hums as those lovely sounds filled her ear. Intoxicating her senses, and slowly cracking through her reason. Isa tried to move her hips on Eve to get some friction, but Eve’s hands on her hips kept her in place.
Satisfied with her work, Eve shifted her attention back to Isa's lips. Isa shivered at how Eve’s tongue claimed her own and kissed back with as much vigor.
Isa’s hands, not knowing exactly what to do, went to Eve’s chest. Idil hands found work. Eve allowed it, shifting focus back to marking her woman’s neck. Though she did wince when she felt Isa pinch a perky nipple. Which stung a little. Ouch.
She felt Isa trying to move her hips again, and she couldn’t help but laugh. “I thought I was greedy,”
“It just, a-ah~! Feels good,” Isa said, biting back a moan when she felt Eve’s teeth on her sweet spot,
“That’s intentional,” Eve said matter of factly, using one hand to ghost up and down Isa’s stomach. She smiled when she felt the dark-skinned woman shiver. She traced the lining to her lover’s undergarments. “May I? Touch you?”
Isa shook her head eagerly, “Yes, yes, god, yes,”
Eve’s hand dipped lower, feeling the wetness through her panties. How cute.
“My, my, already this wet? I’ve hardly done anything,” For emphasis, Eve brought up her fingers, showing Isa.
“Mmm,” She moaned, raising her hips and began pushing her undergarments down, “Then there’s no need for teasing,”
“I suppose not,” Eve agreed, eyes hungrily eyeing the way Isa’s hips moved. She couldn’t help herself when her hands began to caress her legs. “You’re tense,”
“It's not nerves,” Isa said, sitting black down and pulling Eve into another passion-filled kiss. Eve didn’t complain, letting out a low hum. In between pants, Isa asked Eve to touch her, her voice barely above a whisper, “ Vamos… Eve… tócame, por favor,”
“Isabela, ” Her name was a breathless whisper. How could she deny that? Eve’s hands squeezed her chest before one began to trace downward. It ghosted over toned Isa's toned stomach. It lingered right above where Isa needed it the most,
Eve smiled as Isa’s breath hitched.
And then she gave in, fingers tracing slick folds. Her thumb pressed lightly on her clit. God, she’s soaked.
“Mmph~!,” Isa bucked her hips, eager to receive more attention, “ Mierda-ah! Eve, ”
Eve continued to rub her. Her large hand cupped Isa’s womanhood, spreading the slick juices everywhere. Isa’s nails scratched down her back, and Eve bit back a low moan. She pinched Isa’s clit, teasing her entrance with her two fingers.
When Isa pulled her dark brown locks, however, Eve stopped motion and growled out a stern “Hey.”
Isa whined and swiftly lowered her hands, wrapping her arms around Eve’s neck. She did want Eve to pull away. Not right now. Not when she was this close. She swayed her hips more erotically, a silent plea for Eve to continue.
It worked.
Eve slowly pushed her fingers inside.
“D-damn it,” Eve tangled her other hand in Isa’s ebony hair, “Isa, you’re tight,”
“Don’t stop, Eve, please don’t stop,” despite her words, she instinctively tried to close her legs.
“You’re doing so good,” Eve praised. Still, she decided to pull Isa’s hair. She tugged a little harder necessary, but she had to get even. She smiled when she heard a pained, confused, yelp. Ending the little punishment, she littered Isa’s neck with light kisses, teeth nibbling playfully, “So good for me,”
“Mhm~!”
Eve slowly moved her fingers, carefully pumping in and out. From the corner of her eyes, she saw an array of cacti, succulents, and flowers sprout around the room.
Patience. As much as Eve wanted to go rougher, she waited. She slipped her fingers in and out slowly and deliberately. Curled and twisted them only when she felt Isa start to relax around her. Waited until Isa’s confused moans sounded much pleasurable. Waited until Isa willingly spread her legs more open.
“More?” Eve asked, eyes filled with love as Isa nodded rapidly, hips rising to encourage Eve to go faster.
To Isa’s surprise, removed her hand. As she was about to complain, Eve pushed her down. Eve readjusted both of them, centering herself in between Isa’s legs. Eve loomed over her, arms on either side of her head. She leaned down and placed a quick kiss on her lips while her hand dutifully returned to its previous motions,
Only this time, Eve’s fingers reached deeper. And she pumped them relentlessly.
“You’re so cute,” Eve purred, adoration dripping from her face. Gorgeous, composed blue eyes watched as id was the most interesting thing in the world. “Tan hermosa, mi Isabela,”
Eve whispered the praises as if they were a prayer. Fully devoted to bringing Isabel to her release.
“Te amo,” she gasped out, “Eve, te amo,”
“Ti amo tanto,” Eve whispered back, driving her point by twisting her fingers.
Isa closed her eyes as she felt an orgasm quickly approaching. “Eve~! Dios Mio, ay~!”
“Come to me, Isabela,” Eve ordered with gentle reassurance. She placed a hand on Isa’s stomach, holding her down, and began to scissor her fingers.
Isa's cries became more erratic. Her hips shook and shivered, and her hands gripped the bedsheets.
"You're so beautiful, Isabela," She pressed her thumb on her clit, and Isa let out her loudest cry of the night.
Eve fell in love again as Isabela gave into pleasure.
She came like a tidal wave. She clenched the bedsheets and her knuckles turned white. She raised her hips high, legs and inner walls clenched Eve with a vice grip.
How beautiful.
Eve moved her fingers slowly, helping Isabel ride out her orgasm.
“Good girl,” Eve praised, her free hand caressing Isa’s face, “You okay?”
“Mmhm,” Isa sighed, relaxing in bed. She flushed red when Eve removed her hand, making a lewd, slick noise. She just about died when Eve curiously sniffed her hand and licked her fingers. Isa gently kicked her, embarrassed and oddly turned on by the sight “Eve!”
“What?” Eve gave her a confused look, “You taste sweet,”
She kicked her again, “Don’t say that!”
"It's true," Eve said earnestly, but she lowered her hand, a smirk on her face, "Kinda makes want to eat you out,"
A heat flared in Isa's core at that idea. But she doubted she could make it another round. "Eve, shut up and lay down,"
She opened her arms expectantly, and Eve had no other choice but to comply.
With a roll of her eyes, Eve fell into Isabela's arms. "Too tired?"
"Right now, yes,"
"We'll work on that stamina," Eve laughed, running a hand through Isa's currently messy hair.
"How about you?" Isa asked, "I pulled your hair-"
"Oh, don't worry about it," Eve grinned lazily, "you were enjoying yourself,"
"Mmm," Isa ran a hand through Eve's dark locks. As she thought, some strands came out as "still...
"Please, Isa. I'm not upset," Eve nuzzled closer, peppering Isa with reassuring kisses. " Water?"
"No," Isa pulled Eve closer, “Stay right here,”