I need content of my favorite girl Farah I BEG I’ll take whatever you got
farah eating you out 🏴 (🌽 link)
i love it when people look all comfortable, in the nastiest clothes they have and messy hair when they are at home. there is something about it that makes me feral, and i don't really know how to explain it properly.
but i think you will get it if i talk about farah, all cosy at home, big ond and slightly worn shirt and panties combo. walking around the house, looking like a whole snack. and her hair hastily tossed into a messy bun, the kind that can come undone at any second.
but she doesn't mind, because that flimsy hair tie is what keeps her hair from getting in the way while she pretty much devours your pussy. like a woman starver doing at it as if it were the last bit of food available.
and what a sweet one. giving it open mouthed kisses, her tongue pushing inside of it to feel the way your walls pulse around it at the feeling and flicking with the tip of her tongue and sucking your clit until you can take no more.
however, that fucking bun doesn't come undone - but you do -
Comrades, if you know people that write for Farah Karim a lot, especially with lots of cultural details, pls give me links :( I am too uncertain in my knowledge to write her at this moment, but I really need her.
P.S. just to clarify, I don't mean necessarily x reader, just anything Farah-centred. Searching on tumblr didn't give me much...
Rating
Mature
CW's/Tags
Major Character Injuries, broken bones, being partially buried, happy ending
Characters
Farah Karim, Alex Keller, Nikolai
Summary
She knows there's no way he survived.
No one could have.
She only hopes to find a piece of him, his singed dog tags, smoldering scarf, or even a weapon. Just something of his to remember.
Farah has always considered herself a fairly pragmatic person.
Perhaps as a child, before the attack on her home, there was innocence and naivety, but these days?
Killing for survival does that to you.
So when she convinces Nikolai to take her to the rubble of Barakov's chemical weapons facility, she doesn't even entertain the idea of finding Alex alive.
She knows there's no way he survived.
No one could have.
She only hopes to find a piece of him, his singed dog tags, smoldering scarf, or even a weapon. Just something of his to remember.
So when she finds him, unconscious and trapped, a gasmask haphazardly slapped over his face, all she can do for a moment is stare.
It shouldn't be possible.
Yet here he is.
She thinks for a moment he still might be dead, breathing so shallowly it can't be heard or seen. But the moment she begins to shift the rubble, his eyes snap open, face contorting in agony as he cries wordlessly in pain .
It's a fight after that because he's not in his right mind, confused and mindless with pain and all manner of infection from the lacerations and burns across his body. On more than one occasion, a Farah has to pin him in place as Nikolai, cursing and spitting in Russian, unburies him.
By the time they get him to the helo, he's exhausted himself, limp in their arms as they lay him out on the floor and Nik practically bolts into the cockpit.
They can't go to a nearby hospital, and the only allied military base close to them is too far.
So they take him to Urzikstan.
Farah does what she can to stabilize him, and spends the rest of the flight simply holding his unconscious body, sobbing silently to herself as she cradles his head and begs him to survive.
He wakes again, about an hour before they land, reaching up and curling one shakey, burnt hand against her cheek. He mumbles something about being dead and seeing angels, eyes hazed over with fever as he attempts to wipe away her tears with his thumb.
She simply holds him tighter, presses a chaste kiss to his sweaty, bloodied forehead and urges him to sleep again, that it's for the best.
They get him to one of the Liberation Force’s strongholds, and he promptly flatlines.
From there, it is nothing but a struggle.
Nikolai has to drag her out, because she needs to be with him .
She doesn't see him for five days.
It takes them five days to cut off his useless, managed left leg, cauterizing the stump and filling their building with the smell of burnt flesh for days. It takes 5 days for them to find every broken bone and properly set it, five days to stitch him up and pump him full of transfusions and antibiotics.
And he isn't even awake yet.
It's another two days before he wakes, confused and lost amongst the haze of fever and dying infections.
But he still calls out for Farah, and in order to placate the sick man, they finally call her in to see him. He's weak and exhausted, his face wane and sweaty, but he smiles, mumbles something she can't hear as he reaches a trembling hand for hers.
It's then that she knows this situation is real, that against all odds, Alex Keller had survived .
She reaches out and tangles her fingers in his as she settles into the chair and watches him brighten, her own face splitting in the first smile she's had in months.
if there is someone who deserves to be loves and pampered to the fullest, that's farah. she's been through so much and lived enough near death experiences one would think the grim reaper is going after her.
but our poor commander deserves a much needed break, and when she finally gets one she definitely deserves hes mouth kissed, her body worshiped, her tits sucked and, on top of it all, her pussy eaten and fingered.
capitalizing her beautiful lips for yourself, tongues interwiring and spit mixing, before you start kissing your way down her body. making a pit stop at her chest, sucking one of her nipples while one of your hands plays with the other and switching back and forth before continuind your way down to her wet middle.
and when you finally do, gotta make sure to tease the sensitive skin around it, leaving soft pecks on her inner thighs and labia before enjoying the main course. long licks along her slit mixing with sucking on her clit and open mouther kisses to her pussy before your fingers get into action. curling them so they hit that spongy spot that spongy spot that makes her see the stars.
let's say farah hasn't been so relaxed in one hell of a long time...
