It all comes in three | By : tantecarla Category: +S through Z > Winx Club Views: 5827 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Days had past since the witches return from Lymphea. Baltor had been most infuriated with them. But now his anger had cooled down a bit again. He'd been thinking of ways to make it up to his favourite three, so he decided to start with a visit to the ice queen. But just as he turned the corner of the corridor that lead to her room, he saw Darcy enter the room.
He waited for a few minutes but gave up waiting when she didn’t come out. Oh well maybe tomorrow.
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Darcy took a seat on Icy’s bed while the eldest witch finished drying her hair. She looked in the mirror at her sister and saw she had a troubled expression.
“Hey,” she called. Darcy snapped her head up at that. “What’s up?” Icy asked sincerely.
Darcy stood up and started to pace around in the room. “It’s just…” she started nervously. “Why do we keep doing it?” she suddenly asked. Icy turned around in curiosity.
“I mean, sure we want to rule everyone and everything, but… is it really all worth it?”
Icy didn’t say anything and let her continue.
“What has it gotten us so far, we’ve been in jail twice and when we’re not, we have to hide away in some dump!” The last part came out with force while she slammed her fist against the wall. Icy stepped closer to her.
“I just feel so… trapped,” Darcy said weakly. “Sometimes… I just want to have a normal life… Go to dances and stuff…”
Icy encircled her arms around Darcy while the other turned to face her. Darcy encircled her arms around Icy and nuzzled her face in her sister’s neck.
Darcy rarely shows any sign of weakness, and when she did it was always for Icy alone. The two of them had this bond of trust going on, whenever they weren't trying to steal each other’s glory.
“Everything will be fine,” Icy whispered while pressing a kiss on Darcy’s head.
Darcy stroked Icy’s collarbone. “Can I stay here… tonight?” she asked carefully.
“You know you always can,” Icy answered quietly, pressing a second kiss on her sister’s head.
Darcy lifted her face to Icy’s and gently captured those soft lips with hers. Icy responded with playful pecks and some nipping. Darcy wanted more and flicked her tongue over Icy’s lips, begging for entrance.
Their tongues soon flicked together, darting from one mouth to the other. Icy slid her hands under Darcy’s top, resulting in a hiss from the dark witch.
“You’re hands are always so cold,” she simply stated while she captured Icy's hand and kissed her fingertips. Without releasing her hand, she pulled Icy towards the bed.
They tumbled onto it, engaging in another, more passionate kiss. Icy felt Darcy’s hands running over her back and under her shirt. Icy cupped one of Darcy’s breasts gently and gave a soft squeeze, making her younger sister gasp softly.
Icy skillfully undid Darcy’s shirt and tasted her neck, trailing down to her chest. She slid her hands behind her sister’s back and unhooked her bra. Softly she pinched one of the nipples and licked the other.
Darcy moaned with lust, entwining her fingers in Icy’s hair. Icy’s continued to kiss her way south. Her tongue darted at Darcy's navel. Icy then moved upward to face Darcy again and their lips locked once more.
When they released, Darcy removed Icy’s shirt and bra quickly and pulled her close. Their chests and skin pressed together. It didn’t matter that Icy’s skin was cold as ice. Darcy was burning hot enough to warm them both.
Icy kissed her gently. After cuddling and kissing for a few minutes they decided to hasten the pace once more. Darcy slid her hands under Icy’s skirt and panties, yanking them down in one pull.
Icy responded by undoing Darcy's pants and taking them off as well. Darcy’s panties followed soon after. All pieces of clothing were discarded carelessly to the floor.
Darcy rolled Icy onto her back and started to rub her clit, eliciting a moan from the normally cold witch. She felt how her elder sister became wetter and wetter at her touch… and she liked it. Her fingers were now all sticky and wet with Icy’s juices and Darcy teasingly trailed them around Icy’s navel.
Icy looked up at her, clearly thinking, What’s next? But Darcy didn’t want her to reach the peak too quickly. She rolled on her back herself and pulled Icy with her, clearly hinting at what she wanted.
Icy silently obeyed and started rubbing Darcy’s clit. Darcy groaned with pleasure. While Icy was rubbing she placed kisses from Darcy’s neck all the way down. Soon her fingers were replaced with her tongue, playfully flicking over Darcy’s clitoris.
Darcy moaned even harder then before, bucking her hips. Icy held her hips tight so she couldn’t move. After a while Icy kissed her way upward again and caught Darcy’s lips once more.
She placed herself between Darcy’s legs and rubbed their cunts together. Darcy released Icy’s lips and groaned, wrapping her legs around Icy’s waist. The dark witch started to rock her hips in union with her eldest sister. Both panted and moaned, whimpered and groaned while they strove to reach the top together.
Icy rocked her hips even faster when she felt she was coming close. She felt Darcy’s body tighten and both witches screamed their orgasm together.
Icy limply fell onto the bed next to Darcy. They laid panting heavily. Darcy turned her head towards Icy. After she had caught her breath Icy looked back at Darcy.
The youngest witch grabbed the sheets and drew them over their naked bodies, cradling into Icy’s arms.
Icy placed a kiss on Darcy’s forehead. “Feeling better now?”
Darcy nodded. “Yes, thanks.”
“You don’t have to thank me, beautiful. I just wish…”
Darcy knew what Icy was going to say. She wished they could be together. But they couldn’t. Not only because they were sisters, but because Darcy… “You know I prefer men…”
“Yeah,” Icy replied.
“If it makes you feel any better,” Darcy stated, “a man can’t ever make me feel how you make me feel.”
“Hmm.” Icy looked into Darcy’s eyes.
Darcy popped her head on her hand. “I wonder if you’ll still like me this much, once I’m Baltor’s number one witch.”
Icy glared at her. “No way wiatch, I’m his main witch!”
“But just suppose… I became his main witch… would you still like me as much?”
“I’d try to kill you to take your place during the day time, and I’d make you mine during the night time…” Icy answered truthfully.
“Fair enough,” Darcy said when she cuddled close again.
Soon both witches drifted into a dreamless sleep…
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Author's notes: Funny how they try to kill eachother one moment, and the other... Hope you enjoy this chap :D I sure did
Thanks to Lunaroki for Beta-Reading
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