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

Started January 31, 2022 by @emilyevewrites group

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Nevas back arched “ fucking try me.” She growled

Farah shoved Neva's shoulders down. "Don't you know bratty subs get punished?"

“ and? “ she shot back

Farah's eyes glowed, and the buttons of her blouse on Neva came undone.

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“ cheater” she mumbled

Farah smirked. "That's not cheating, darling."

“ magic is.” She growled and pushed up on farah

"No it's not– ohhhh," Farah couldn't help but moan, pushing Neva harder against the mattress. "We have to get dressed…"

Neva sighed “ fine.” She gave another push

Farah set her entire weight against Neva's hips, making herself upright and bringing Neva up with her. She positioned Neva's face temptingly close to her breasts, but before she could have a chance to act, Farah slipped herself out of the bed with a grin.

“ jerk.” Neva joked and got up

Farah laughed and strode over to her closet, using her magic to open the doors. "Yes, I am indeed incredibly cruel."

Neva stretched “ I’m going to get dressed “

"In your own clothes, I presume," Farah murmured, selecting a modest, but rather tight black dress from her closet.

“ since you won’t let me wear yours. Yes.” She said, her tone all the same

Farah stripped completely except for a bra and slip before sliding into her dress. "Good girl."

Neva gave a soft growl and put up her magic. Walking out of Farahs room.

Farah smirked and began the process of pinning up her hair to maintain her strict appearence.

Neva came back a bit later in high rise shorts and a hoodie crop top, her usual converse

Farah gave her an up-and-down. "That's what you're wearing?" she murmured with a smirk.

“ yup.” She said simply

Farah turned and rose to her feet from her seat at her vanity. "Alright then."

“ judgment. “ she asked

"Mmm, no," Farah hummed, reaching up to touch her hair one last time before dropping her hands to her sides. "No judgment."

“ sounds like it “

Farah grinned. "Shorts and a crop top?" she questioned. "You think that's… appropriate?~"

“ you think pinning me is appropriate “ she mocked

Before Neva could blink, Farah had her wrists in an iron grip and forced above her head. "You were saying?~"

Neva gave a soft growl. A playful glare on her face