A/N: The rating is changing to M for this chapter. There is a flash forward as well.
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When Elphaba closed the door to her sister's room she locked it for good measure.
Glinda was still standing in the middle of the room, her arms now crossed over her chest. She looked worried.
"Is everything alright? With Nessa?"
"Everything's fine. She won't be bothering us any further." For good measure she dragged a chair across the room and propped it against the door.
"Hence the chair," Glinda noted wryly.
"I'm not taking any chances. She told me you've been…ill since coming back to Shiz. Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to lie with me, like those nights when we were on the road. I've felt…cold ever since." She held her hand out and Elphie didn't hesitate in taking it and being led to the bed. When they lied down she wrapped her arms around Glinda and held her close.
"I'm not really cold, Elphie." Glinda confided in her after a few moments. "I just wanted you to touch me and hold me for a while."
"Glinda, I'll touch you anytime you want, anywhere you want." Did that come out right? She wondered in alarm.
The blonde felt her heart begin to pound so hard in her chest she was certain her roommate could hear it. She felt suddenly light headed. How could just a few words affect her so much? She thought of the kiss from moments ago and felt certain she would faint. She took Elphaba's hand and placed it over her wildly fluttering heart.
"Look what you've done to me. Your touches just might kill me."
"I'll be extra careful," Elphie replied. Were they flirting? Is this why she felt this strange anxiousness?
"For safety's sake, I need to perform a test." With the door locked and no interfering sister to worry about Glinda took her time running her lips across Elphie's cheek before engaging her in another kiss.
Elphie had never been kissed like this in her life. At first Glinda had to coax her a bit. When she first felt Glinda's tongue brush hers it was like an electric shock. A whole new world opened up to her and she lost herself in it until a noise interrupted them. She had no intention of stopped but Glinda pulled away.
"Someone's knocking on the door," she whispered.
"Oh come on!" Elphaba exclaimed. "You've got to be kidding me."
Another series of raps sounded on the door; loud and impatient.
"If I was a better sorceress I would make them disappear," Glinda huffed, her arms draped around Elphie's shoulders. They were both trembling from the sheer unusualness of the situation, and the banging on the door was shattering their nerves to pieces.
"I'll deal with it," Elphaba stated, getting up she pulled her clothes straight and then opened the door.
"Miss Thropp," a voice stated imperiously. "You have been ignoring my summons." Madame Morrible glided into the room and peered down at Glinda, who was still in bed.
"There was more urgent business I had to attend to," Elphaba stated firmly, drawing Morrible's attention away from Glinda. "Glinda has not been feeling well."
"And you've been playing nurse?" the silver haired woman inquired with raised eyebrows.
Elphaba could see Glinda's face flush crimson and she resisted the urge to laugh.
"I've been doing what I can."
"And your little Emerald City excursion, did you get all of that foolishness out of your system?"
Elphaba clasped her hands behind her back and nodded curtly. "Yes, Madame Morrible, I have. I regret any worry or inconvenience I may have caused you or Glinda. I'll be of no further trouble to you, Madame."
The large woman moved closer to her and Elphaba resisted the urge to step back.
"Is it possible you're starting to see things my way Miss Thropp?"
"Perhaps the Emerald City opened my eyes a bit."
"Then let's put this behind us, shall we? We'll speak no more of it. Good day Miss Thropp, Miss Upland." She exited the room and Elphaba closed the door behind her.
"Elphie, that isn't true, is it? What you just said? Are you saying the trip to the Emerald City, to the Wizard, was all for nothing?"
"Of course not." She sat down beside her on the bed. "I just realized that for right now its best if I just play along with Morrible's plan."
"Morrible's plan?"
"The adepts. You remember but you may not be able to articulate it. She placed a binding spell on us."
"Well," she said, arranging the comforter around herself. "Apparently not a very good one."
"Maybe that nasty saying about teachers is true. Those who can, do. Those who can't…"
"Teach. So you have a plan now that doesn't involve slumming it on the streets of the Emerald City. Good for you, I'm thrilled," she said flatly. "Being the foolish girl I am I was beginning to hope you had come back for me. I see your causes still drive you more than foolish things like love."
"Glinda, no, it's not like that."
"Since when have causes not always meant more to you than puny mortals like me?"
"I didn't come back here for a cause; I came back here for you! You're my cause, Glinda."
"For now," she mumbled.
"Forever."
Glinda stood up and turned to look Elphaba in the eye. "Why? Do you love me?"
"Yes."
"I'm serious. I'm talking about something that could change our lives. Your heart will belong to me, and mine to you."
Elphaba pulled open the front of her shirt. "Then put your initials on it."
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Elphaba was napping on the couch, a book open on her lap. She didn't wake when it was removed, or when her frock was when unbuttoned practically down to her waist. She did wake however when she felt moist lips trails down her breastbone.
She cracked open one eye and saw a blonde head.
"What are you doing?"
"Looking for that scar you told me about," Glinda said, kissing her delicately between her breasts. "I can't seem to find it."
"Keep looking."
She looked up and smiled at her. "I don't want to bother you too much."
"That alright, you can bother me like this anytime you want." She wrapped her arms around her. "You seem to be feeling…frisky. Did you have a nice talk with Mom?"
"I did. She thinks I'm crazy for nursing and should get a wet nurse immediately," she said rolling her eyes. "She also wanted to know why we named the baby after your drunken slutty mother."
Elphie smiled. Glinda was so cute when she threw daggers. "She didn't say that."
"I know," she grinned.
"You vicious little snake, I adore you," she said, her eyes sparkling.
Glinda returned her attention to Elphaba's cleavage, moving the dress aside to expose a breast.
"Glinda!" she gasped. "Should we…so soon?"
"It's been over a week Elphie. I've always been one to recover from things quickly. Besides, I can always just pleasure you. I liked pleasuring you." She cupped her breast and brushed the nipple with her thumb.
Elphie sucked in her breath. "Oh Glinda, at times like this I wish I had religion."
"Why's that?"
"So I'd have the appropriate god to cry out in ecstasy to."
"You can just stick with calling my name, I like that best." She pushed her skirt up, exposing a green thigh. She loved slowly unveiling Elphie's emerald skin, like right now the contrast of her green thigh against her black skirt was almost too much for Glinda to bear.
"Do you remember our first time together in that hotel?"
"Hmmm," Elphaba bit the inside of her cheek. "Doesn't ring a bell."
"Huh." She sat up, straddling her hips. "Maybe it was someone else I was with."
"Touché my sweet," she smiled. "You delightful little minx, what would you like me to remember about it?"
"I just thought of it for some reason. Do you know I stormed over there because I thought you were meeting someone else?"
"I didn't know that. What made you think such a thing?"
"Those gossiping ninnies at Shiz. All that young love must have driven me temporarily insane."
"Temporarily?"
"Hush you, I wasn't finished. I was so lucky to have you. I heard from all these girls about their first times when at Shiz. They always told stories of discomfort and being unsatisfied, and I just smiled. I smiled because I had you for a lover, and you had been so passionate and so attentive that unlike those girls with their per functionary deflowerings mine had been loving and hot, and filled with climaxes."
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It was a sunny afternoon at Shiz and Glinda sat with their group of friends at the local café. Boq was catching her up on all of the local gossip but she was only half listening, her thoughts being hijacked by daydreams and warm spring fantasies.
"I do have some news I think you will find of particular interest," he said smiling mischievously.
"You boys are worse than girls with gossip, but you do get the best information," she giggled, tossing her curls. "Do tell, what juicy bit of information do you have for me?"
"Well, I think a mutual green friend of ours is carrying on a secret love affair."
Glinda's blood ran cold in her veins and she froze, the color draining from her cheeks. The fun socialite was relegated to her room and the cool intelligent woman took her place.
"Where did you hear this Boq?" she asked, her voice like tempered steel. She wasn't loud, but her timbre caused everyone at the table to stop their conversations and look at her.
"A…friend said he saw Miss Elphaba reserving a suite at the hotel for tonight. One of the romantic," he stopped to cough nervously. "Romantic honeymoon suites. He was there when she made the arrangements."
Now heat rushed to her face and she picked up her fan from the table and snapped it open.
"Where is this hotel Boq?"
"It's the big white building across the street from the main gates. You know, the one where parents usually stay when visiting."
"I know it." She pushed her chair back and stood up.
Boq grabbed her wrist. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going over there."
"Why?"
"Because," she hissed, pulling her arm away. "If Elphaba is seeing someone else I'll kill her."
Glinda stormed off, heading straight for the hotel as fast as she could. When she entered the foyer the caught the porter's eye.
"Elphaba Thropp," she demanded, fire in her eye.
"Third floor, 312."
She stomped up the carpeted stairs, holding her skirt up out of the way of her determined little feet. When she found the white door with a brass tag that said #312 she grabbed the doorknob, found it unlocked, and threw it open.
There was Elphaba. Her dark hair brushed out and flowing over her shoulders. She was in a black slinky dress that had a slit that ran up about mid thigh. She was standing near a table with a white tablecloth. On top there was an ice bucket with a bottle of wine chilling inside and a vase with pink and red roses that she was trying to arrange when Glinda's arrival had interrupted her. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and looked back the petite blonde, who was closing the door to the hallway.
"Glinda! What are you…how did you find me here?" She brushed her hands off and stepped towards her. "I was hoping to surprise you. I thought it would be nice to get away from Crage Hall."
"Pink roses are my favorite! You remembered!" She clasped her hands together and skipped forward to look at the flowers.
"I did. Do you like them?"
"Oh I do." She reached for Elphie's hands and took them in her own. "Elphie…" she sang, swinging their hands. "Were you planning to seduce me?"
"Nn…nn…no, I thought we could have a nice dinner, just the two of us and then…then, you know, if you wanted…"
Glinda squealed and hopped up and down. "You were planning to seduce me! Elphie!" She threw her arms around a flustered Elphie.
You'd think I was throwing her a surprise birthday party, Elphaba mused. She watched Glinda hop over to the door and slip on the Do Not Disturb sign, then close and lock it.
"I was planning to have dinner brought up."
Glinda smiled. "Oh Elphie, you are sweet, but I have my main course right here." She took her hand and led her enthusiastically over to the bed.
