forum Farah Dowling [Fate: The Winx Saga] x OC (Closed)

Started January 31, 2022 by @emilyevewrites group

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"i - uh think i figured it out.." she mumbled.

"Mmm, really?" Farah did her best to sound genuinely curious. "And what would my plans for tonight be?"

" either your going to fuck me or your buying me a case of beer and some wine." she said with a smile.

"And why can't it be both?" Farah asked with a wink as she headed to her door. "And while I'd love to stare at you in that damn beautiful dress all day, I don't want anyone else doing the same." Alfea's headmistress was very possessive. "Come on. I'll cover us to your room."

" thank you. an btw, you can pick out my outfit." she said with a wink of her own. as the walked into nevas room, the fairy magic lights glowed like stars, her room covered in galaxy painted walls, a teal carpet and the smell of cotton candy. her sheets and bedspread were a fluff ball. she had a drawing desk littered with paints pencils and brushes.her tablet sat on charge in a corner, the screen lighting up with a planet on it. though none of her lighting fixtures had lightbulbs. it was her own magic lighting the room dimly with a purple-ish glow

Farah's eyes took in the details of Neva's room curiously. "I often wondered what your room looked like," she admitted, sinking into a sitting position on the bed.

" you like it?" she asked as she pulled out various objects in her closet

"I do," Farah murmured. Her gaze intently watched Neva do… whatever she was doing.

" so this one? or this one?" She asked

Farah arched her eyebrows and nodded her head towards the one with the black skirt and white top. "I like that one."

neva nodded, grabbing fuzy black boots an going to her bathroom

Easier to tease her in, Farah thought with a satisfied smirk. She sighed and tilted her head back so she could look up at Neva's ceiling.

nevas ceiling glimmered with her stars and fairy magic. everything was cleary hand painted. neva came over and sat in farahs lap, her legs going around the womans waist

Farah smiled and wrapped her arms around Neva gently to keep her from leaning back too far and falling. "Oh, hello," she purred. "I quite like your skirt~"

"do ya?~" neva asked rhetorically

“I do…” Farah’s nimble fingers toyed with the hem knowingly.

neva leaned in getting ever so close to kissing her. " you can go up there, i dont have much n…" she teased

Farah leaned in too, and for a moment, their lips were brushing, but not kissing, and her fingers had gained inches of flesh — but then Farah pulled back. She was a wicked tease. “We have work to do.”

"like what?" she asked with a smile

"You might not have much, but I have a school to run."

"please~" she purred out the beg. " ill be good~"

"Oh, I know you will," Farah murmured. "Because if you're not…" She left the statement open.

"and if im not?" she asked

Farah's eyes glittered. "There will be… consequences~"

neva gave a smile, rocking her hips. " mm maybe i should test your bluff huh?"