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4/6/14
After their pact, the rest of the week was a blur to the girls. The three girls (and Nanny) had gone to dinner and came back to study more sorcery. After a few hours Nessa excused herself to go to bed. Glinda and Elphaba went about their nightly ritual; they cleaned, cuddled, and fell asleep in each other's arms.
Thursday was a typical off day for them. Glinda woke, received kisses, went to breakfast (and dragged Elphaba along), she picked out Elphaba's clothes, both studied sorcery some more, had lunch at a café, did their respective specializations' homework, and fell asleep in each other's arms. Glinda realized that week that Elphaba, while smart, worked harder than anyone she knew. It was also when she realized Elphaba kept a schedule book that had her days down to the half hour and what she should be doing. Glinda was sure she would either become an excellent sorceress, or go insane.
Friday was a typical class day for them. They woke, had breakfast (though Glinda let them eat in the room this time), and walked to class. Today, however, Glinda received a note from Pfannee while waiting for Sorcery to start. The group was going dancing tonight. She was restless all through Sorcery class (but did very well, regardless), and as soon as it ended she darted out to find Elphaba. As she neared the Life Sciences Hall she saw her talking to Fiyero again and had a flash of jealousy.
"Elphie!" she called out and Elphaba turned to look at her. Fiyero noticed the slight upward tick of the corner of her lips. "Did Fiyero tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
"They're going dancing tonight. Can we go?"
"I'm not a dancing person. I find people get nauseous when I do."
"Please?"
"You can go."
"Elphie…"
"Do you truly wish for me to go? You'll have much more fun without me."
"Not true, Miss Elphaba. We always enjoy your company and hardly ever get nauseous." Fiyero interjected and Elphaba glared at him.
"Stay out of this, Master Tigelaar."
"I apologize if I stepped on any toes. I promise I won't tonight." Fiyero replied smiling. Elphaba's glare intensified.
"Please?" Glinda said again, putting on her biggest, bluest eyes, and poutiest pout. Elphaba melted.
"Fine. I'll go. But I make no promises of dancing."
"I'll take it." She said, smiling.
"Something tells me I'll be getting at least one dance with you tonight." Fiyero chuckled. Elphaba returned to glaring at him and Glinda gave him a stern look.
"Thank you, Master Tigelaar." Glinda said stiffly. "We've enjoyed your company. Have a good day."
With that she lopped her arm through Elphaba's, lifted her chin and strode away. Fiyero caught a slight smirk on Elphaba's lips as they did, and as he turned to go one appeared on his lips. The prey's feathers were ruffled. Fiyero whistled as he schemed on what to wear and how to dominate Elphaba's attention.
After a pleasant stroll of the grounds (of which Glinda stole many kisses behind many trees) the two girls prepared for the night. More appropriately, Glinda prepared and then cajoled Elphaba to her will. She braided and pinned up one side of Elphaba's hair, and placed her in a midnight blue, three quarter sleeve calf length dress. Glinda herself wore her standard curls and a powder blue dress with ivory stockings. Elphaba handed Glinda her cloak and grabbed her own.
"I don't know why I let you do this. I don't need to look pretty." Elphaba grumbled.
"I want you to look pretty."
"Are you saying I'm not pretty, normally?"
"Oh you silly girl." Glinda said and tucked an errant lock of Elphaba's hair behind her ear. "You're always beautiful. I just keep you from hiding it."
Elphaba blushed as she ushered Glinda outside and locked their door.
The two girls got out of the carriage at the dance hall called the Bear and Fiddle. The owner was a white Bear that Glinda could have sworn she had seen before. They checked their cloaks at the door but Glinda kept her purse. The dance hall was arranged around the sunken dance floor with small tables and chairs on the first floor.
The second story was open in the middle where one could look down on the dancers. The note had told them to meet the others on the second floor as it had larger tables and booths. The two girls pushed and bustled their way through the throng of people that crowded the hall even this early. Glinda noticed Elphaba deliberately touch a spot on her thigh.
"Elphie, are you alright?"
"Yes. Why?"
"You seemed very concerned with your thigh."
"Just some reassurance, my love."
"Of?"
"Well, I couldn't very well have worn it on my arm, now could I?" Elphaba replied mysteriously. It took Glinda a moment to figure out what she meant.
"You have that wicked thing on you now?"
"Always."
"But dress shopping…"
"I stashed it in your purse when we went into the dressing room, and put it on as we left." Elphaba answered. Glinda scowled at her but brightened as she saw the others. The whole Circle was already waiting.
"How did you slip your minders?" Glinda asked the other three girls.
"The usual." replied Pfannee. "Told them Nanny would be here. They walked us out the gate, put us in a cab, and left."
"You might want to start thinking of a different excuse." Elphaba warned as she sat down. "Nanny told me the other Amas are getting on her about our behavior. If they start pressing her, they'll find out you've been lying."
"Can't she keep a secret?" Shenshen said a bit fearfully. Elphaba shot her a dark look.
"Of course. But Nanny's first concern is Nessa; she can't be made to look after us also."
"Oh. I didn't think of it like that." Shenshen said contritely. Elphaba shook her head at the girl. Sometimes she wondered how she got into Shiz.
"Ugh." Pfannee commented.
"How do you do it?" asked Milla.
"By way that shall remain secret." Elphaba answered. "Besides, we all couldn't do it that way; we're barely discrete as it is. You'll have to find your own way."
"Let's get some drinks." Avaric broke in. "Waiter! A couple of bottles of wine!"
"No Crope and Tibbett?" Glinda asked.
"No. They decided to stay in tonight." Boq answered.
"I'm sure they did." Avaric implied and Boq scowled at him.
After that, the table dissolved into idle chatter until the bottles appeared. Avaric poured a healthy amount for each and then raised his glass.
"To good friends, mediocre wine, and bad dancing!" he toasted and received a round of cheers followed by drinking. "Speaking of which, who wants to get warmed up?"
The table burst into noises of excitement. Boq offered his arm to Milla, who took it giggling. Avaric offered his arm to Shenshen, which made Pfannee glare at him. Glinda looked hopefully at Elphaba.
"I'm not going, Glinda." She answered the unspoken question.
"Please?"
"Yes, Miss Elphaba, do." Pfannee put in. "No one would think it strange to dance with roommate. It is informal, after all."
"I would not care either way; I just don't care to dance at all."
"Perhaps later." Fiyero said and offered his arm to Pfannee. A look of distaste flickered across her face for a second but she smiled and took it. The three groups moved off to the floor.
"Glinda, you don't have to stay." Elphaba said.
"But I want to dance with you, Elphie."
"Promise me you'll dance tonight even if I don't."
"Elphie…"
"I don't want to ruin your good time."
"Fine. I promise."
The two girls sat in silence, enjoying each other's company. Glinda watched the people and Elphaba watched Glinda. She was gorgeous as ever but Elphaba could tell there was a hint of disappointment in the way she sat. Elphaba wished she could be the girl that Glinda needed her to be but knew she never could. Maybe they were not meant to be.
A light brush of her hand and Elphaba warmed. She realized Glinda was smiling at her; Elphaba smiled back shyly, embarrassed at being caught staring. A slight blush warmed her cheeks and Glinda's smile broadened. Elphaba quickly downed her glass of wine and realized there was not any more.
"Waiter." She said as one past. "Another bottle for the table."
Elphaba turned back to Glinda to see the blonde people watching again, smile still fixed in place. Elphaba glanced at her stockinged leg and was tempted to run her fingers up it. She hesitated. It was not appropriate and Glinda would surely mind. But did she not say whenever, why ever? Elphaba reached out and lightly scraped her nails up her girlfriend's thigh. Glinda inhaled sharply. She turned to Elphaba, who had a hint of a smile on her lips. Glinda leaned close.
"I'm glad you finally accepted my invitation." She purred.
"Invitation?"
"Yes. Do you think I always wear my lace topped stockings you like so much out to dance?"
"What?"
"I've caught you staring when I've put these on before."
"Oh. I…didn't notice they were those ones." Elphaba admitted and Glinda paled. She turned her head to look around and shifted uneasily in her seat. Elphaba thought she had upset her but Glinda turned back and flashed her a mischievous smile. Elphaba cocked an eyebrow quizzically and Glinda's eyes looked downward, drawing Elphaba's gaze too. She saw pale skin creep over the top of the lacy cuffs. Her breath hitched.
"Touch. I know you want to." Glinda sultrily encouraged. Elphaba's hand dared to drift but she caught movement out of her eye and pulled away. Glinda pouted but noticed Fiyero and Pfannee coming back.
"What are you two up to, being so close?" Pfannee asked suggestively.
"I'm trying to persuade Miss Elphaba to dance with me." Glinda answered quickly.
"And I can guess by the use of the honorific there was no such luck?" Fiyero asked smiling.
"As I stated before, Master Tigelaar-"
"You are not one for dancing. Then, Miss Glinda, if I may have the honor?" he asked and offered his arm. Glinda looked to Elphaba and then back to Fiyero.
"I'd love to, Fiyero." She replied and stood, subtly adjusting her skirt to cover her legs. Elphaba noticed, as did someone else. Both sets of eyes regarded them with desire.
"So Miss Elphaba," Pfannee started as the two walked off, "How has your evening been?"
"No one has spiked my drink nor have I consumed enough alcohol to be intoxicated, so rather fine to say the least." She answered curtly and nodded thanks when the waiter put down another bottle of wine. She poured herself a glass and Pfannee did likewise.
"As you just did. I can't help but notice your eye on a certain someone as they left." Pfannee suggested innocently, sipping her wine. Elphaba tensed.
"And who would that be?"
"Let's just say their color would be contrast and complement your own remarkably." Pfannee answered playfully. Elphaba tensed further but then relaxed when she figured out who Pfannee was implying.
"You think I have romantic interest in Fiyero." Elphaba said.
"Your words, not mine." came Pfannee's reply.
"I assure you nothing is further from the truth."
"Then you wouldn't mind watching them dance? I do so love watching Miss Glinda dance; she's a natural. Master Fiyero is very good, if not particularly refined."
"Watching is not my thing."
"Humor me? It is mine." Pfannee replied and Elphaba looked at the girl warily.
"Just this once." Elphaba acquiesced, partially to try to get the conversation to end.
"Thank you. I hope it is not the last but I shall enjoy it like it is."
"Yes." Elphaba said uncomfortably. She did not know what to say. The two girls made their way to the railing, passing Boq and Milla who were returning to the table.
It took Elphaba just a few moments to spot Glinda. Pfannee had been right; Glinda moved masterfully across the floor. Fiyero's style was robust but respectful. In the end, Elphaba had to admit they looked good together. A Vinkun prince and a Gillikinese princes.
Not completely accurate, Elphaba mused, but accurate enough.
Fiyero was enjoying dancing with Glinda. He had been right; she would make someone a perfect wife someday. She smiled broadly at him and laughed when he spun her. Fiyero felt a slight attraction growing towards the blonde and did not squash it. Unlike the more "civilized" nations of Oz, the Arjiki believed all feeling to be true and enjoyed rather than controlled. He felt eyes on him and scanned the crowd. There were no more stares than before. His instincts told him to look up and spotted a distinct figure.
"That's something I've never seen before." Fiyero observed cheerfully.
"What's that?" Glinda asked, just as cheerful.
"A green hawk." He answered and laughed Glinda looked at him quizzically, then followed his gaze to see Elphaba. She smiled and gave her a small finger wave. Her smile broadened when she received a curt wave in return. "She's protective of you."
"Very. But not just of me."
"Especially you." Fiyero retorted and decided to see if he could ruffle the Hawk's feathers. The next turn he pulled her close and lifted her off her feet. Glinda squealed and then he set her down.
"Master Fiyero!" she scolded but he just laughed.
"Relax, Miss Glinda! I'm just having fun!"
"I do not know if I approve of your fun!"
"Did you not enjoy it?"
"I was too startled to notice."
"Then consider yourself warned."
"Fiyero!" Glinda warned. Fiyero pick her up and spun her again. She laughed this time as he set her down. He purposely did not retreat to full distance, hovering just on the line proper for an informal setting. He glanced up to see Elphaba gripping the railing, staring at them intently. Pfannee said something to her, and he could see her answer curtly.
"I apologize for this." Fiyero said and Glinda looked at him confused.
"For what?" Glinda asked.
"Avaric!" Fiyero yelled and spun Glinda under his arm. She passed by another spinning girl and when she stopped she was in Avaric's arms.
"Good evening, Miss Glinda." He said.
"Good evening, Master Avaric." Glinda replied politely. She glanced over to see Shenshen with Fiyero. He gave her a smile, which faltered when Shenshen moved in very close. They moved and Glinda felt Avaric pull her closer. She hid her displeasure.
"How are you tonight?"
"Well. Are you enjoying your evening?"
"Better now. I must say all the other girls are jealous of you."
"Because I am in your arms?" she asked sarcastically and he smirked.
"No. Because you put them all to the pale. Though I do say the envious looks from the men, and at least a couple women, are very flattering."
"Thank you, Master Avaric." She replied graciously.
"That's refreshing."
"What?"
"You didn't simper or flutter your eyelashes at me."
"Perhaps you need to turn your attention to different types of girls."
"Perhaps I need to stop pursuing girls and start pursuing a woman."
"Master Avaric, I don't know what you are insinuating."
"Simply as I said before; you put all girls here to the pale." He said and there was something in his voice that Glinda found sad.
"You are too kind."
"Never been accused of that before." He replied, his smirk back. Glinda laughed.
"There's the Avaric I know. You were frightening me."
"Miss Glinda, no honorific? What must you be insinuating?" he said, mocking scandalized.
"Nothing that has not been said before."
"I feel our fun may be cut short. Your green guardian is glaring at me from the edge of the floor."
"We should probably go see what she wants."
"Now where would be the fun in that?" he replied and steered them towards the middle of the dance group.
"Avaric!"
Elphaba glared as Avaric steered Glinda towards the middle of the floor. She could not cut across to get them without crashing into everyone. Normally this would not have been an issue but she reasoned with the number of people dancing she would not succeed anyway.
"Looking for someone?" a voice came from behind her and she turned to glare at Fiyero. He was smiling.
"Boq and Milla slobbering all over each other was making me ill so I came in search of sanity. Unfortunately, I find it severely lacking." She responded.
"Well, if you want to catch sanity, you'll have to dance after it."
"This conversation fast lost its sense."
"Then let's get away from it. Care to dance?" he asked and held out a hand.
"Seems to be the least poor option."
"That's the spirit."
Elphaba formed up to Fiyero and he whisked them onto the floor. He noticed she danced well, if a bit stiffly. Unlike Glinda, who looked at him the entire time, Elphaba's eyes flicked all around. She would often tug him in a direction or begin to step before he would. He should have known she would not acquiesce to him leading.
"Trust." He said and she looked at him. "Stop trying to lead."
"Sorry that I'm not subservient by nature." She retorted.
"Are you familiar with any Vinkun mythology?"
"No."
"Back in the far past, the Thousand Years Grasslands was covered in water."
"Sounds terrible."
"There were two spirits that watched over this sea. They took on the form of a black fish and a white fish. One winter, the snows sat heavy on the Great Kells and when spring came many of the fishing towns along the coast were annihilated in floods. One young man, who had known this would happen, built a wall in front of his town. The floods came and the wall held at first, but eventually started to give under the pressure of the water slamming into it. The young man and others tried to hold the wall but the water built up on the other side and eventually broke it down. The town was washed away anyway."
"Is there a point to this fable?"
"Patience. The young man awoke on the shores of the sea and saw that nothing remained of his town. He cursed the sea, kicking and striking at it."
"That makes no sense."
"Grief undoes us all. The two spirits heard his anguish and went to him. He railed at them, saying that the sea only brought death. The spirits pointed out that many villages, including his, had been fed from the sea, bringing them life. The man pointed to winter with its snows and cold that brought death, and were not necessary. The spirits responded by saying that the yearly snow melts fed the land, making crops grow."
"I can see where this is going. Everything he said was bad had a benefit."
"Exactly. They finally pointed to the sea itself. Every wave pushed and pull. For every time the water would lap at the shore, it would eventually expend its energy and retreat. Every time it would be pushed back, it would eventually come back to lap at the shore. It became an infinite cycle."
"I fail to see the point of this."
"The spirits spoke of push and pull. Opposites that could not exist with the other. They spoke of hard and soft; the same. The push of the waves was hard, pounding against the shore. The soft was the pull of the sea as it left the shore. The spirits pointed out that that while something may be strong and hard, like the man's wall, a force or forces were always stronger, such as the water. One must learn to not only to be hard by pushing or standing, but also to be soft by giving ground or diverting attention. Years later, the man lived in a new village and the winter was bad again. He knew floods would come again. This time, the man built a wall but also channels to divert the water once it was there. When the crashing water came again his village was saved. The water hit his wall but slipped past in his channels. The brute force of the water forced it to go along the channels, as its own force would not let it stop to destroy the village. It was a 'victim' of its own power."
"And?"
"The moral is one must be hard as well as soft. To be able to push as equally well as pull. To give ground as well as gain it. You see, the world is made of complementary parts: Sun and Moon, Earth and Air, Water and Fire. Peace and War. Man and woman. Hard and soft. Neither can exist without the other, and neither can flourish while the other is weak. They must be in balance with the other."
"That was a nice story but how does it pertain to dancing?"
"Hard and soft. You meet me with strength, or pull me with strength. Relax. When I flow forward, give ground. When I give ground, flow forward. Flow."
"And when have you been such as philosopher?" Elphaba asked tersely. Fiyero smiled.
"Arjiki still believe themselves to be people of the sea. We flow between our winter villages to 'fish' the Thousand Years Grasslands every summer."
"An interesting anthropological view."
"So, are you ready to flow?" Fiyero asked, smiling. Elphaba's eyes narrowed.
"And how is that different from what we are doing now?"
"Well, there's not as much room in the middle. To get to Glinda and Avaric," Fiyero said and motioned to where the two blondes were dancing, "you'll have to get close."
"How close?" Elphaba asked but Fiyero just smiled and pulled her very close.
She inhaled sharply, surprised. Fiyero turned her, cutting them sharply from the outer most circle to an inner one. He kept them there for a minute and then whirled them into the innermost circle. Elphaba noticed that the couples around them were dancing even closer than her and Fiyero, some almost grinding against each other. It almost made Elphaba blush in embarrassment.
Avaric and Glinda were on the opposite side of the dance circle. Elphaba was happy to see she was holding him at the maximum distance allowable. Avaric motioned his head and Glinda saw Elphaba. Her eyes lit up and then flashed with jealousy at how close Fiyero was holding Elphaba. He did not miss this and suppressed a smile.
"Shall we make our way over to them, Miss Elphaba?" Fiyero asked.
"Why do I feel like that is a loaded question?"
"Because it is. You see, to catch up to them, we will to move quite quickly. That means I may to always be able to give you the proper space."
"Define proper space."
"Nothing inappropriate. Just, not exactly proper etiquette."
"I've come this far, Master Fiyero; a little close contact won't hurt me."
"Good to know."
Fiyero pulled her close so they were cheek to cheek. Elphaba tensed as she had never been this close to someone who was not Glinda. She felt Fiyero move them and watched a couple pass out of the corner of her eye. They came out of a turn and she got a little space, but not much. Fiyero's hand had slipped from her upper back to her lower back.
She felt pressure there, pushing her hips towards his, and then a quick sliding step moved them past another couple. As they moved she felt her hips grind against Fiyero's in a very suggestive manner and blushed. She looked at him to see if he noticed but his eyes were on the crowd, scanning.
She felt his hand leave hers and both were on her waist. Her feet left the floor and she had the sudden sensation of flying. As he set her down he pulled her close to maneuver around another couple. She was sure he could feel the heat from her cheeks.
"I apologize." He whispered. "Some long legged oaf almost tripped. Had to clear you."
Elphaba only nodded, afraid of what her voice would sound like.
"Can you last one more minute? It will be a bit intense, but it will get your where you want to be."
"I can last as long as I need to, Master Tigelaar. Women have much better control of themselves than men."
"Superb."
He pulled her so their bodies were touching and spun them both. Elphaba could feel his chest slide against hers. As they stopped he did two advancing turns causing their hips to grind. Finally, he pulled her close, so close could feel his lips almost graze her neck, and lifted her in a spin. He set her down next to Glinda who could see the flush in her cheeks.
"Hello." Fiyero said to Glinda, smiling. Glinda tried not to give him a dirty look but Fiyero saw her eyes narrow.
"Hello, Master Tigelaar. Just what did you do to Miss Elphaba?"
"A few more precise motions were needed to catch up to you and Master Avaric. Miss Elphaba merely seems to be unaccustomed to the exertion involved."
"Either way, it is probably for the best that we take a break."
"Yes." Elphaba managed to get out. "That was the plan."
The two pairs maneuvered their way out of the circle and off the dance floor.
"Elphie and I are going to freshen up." Glinda told the boys and pulled Elphaba in the direction of the bathrooms. She passed them by when she saw a side door. She pushed it open and glanced around the alley. Seeing no one, she led Elphaba out and propped it open with her purse. She turned to Elphaba.
"Rae, are you ok?" she asked, her blue eyes full of concern.
"Kiss me." Elphaba croaked. Glinda hesitated for a second, never expecting to hear such a thing from Elphaba, but quickly obliged.
Elphaba relaxed into the kiss and leaned back against the wall, pulling Glinda to her. Glinda was shocked at the need in the kiss. As they broke for air, Glinda opened her eyes to see Elphaba's closed. This made her worried as her green girlfriend rarely kept her eyes closed after the kiss. She gently stroked her girlfriend's cheek.
"Rae, what happened?" she asked again.
"Nothing. I'm simply not used to being in such close proximity to so many people." She replied, voice even.
"I'm not buying that. By people, do you mean Fiyero? I saw how he was holding you. If he did something inappropriate I will-"
"No, Glinda, he was not inappropriate. Just very…informal, that's all."
"Then what is bothering you?"
Elphaba did not meet her eyes. Glinda knew that she was either embarrassed or scared. She stroked her cheek again.
"Rae, it's ok. You can tell me anything."
"It's…nothing. Just a base reaction to a brainless boy."
It took Glinda a moment to understand what Elphaba meant.
"Did you get turned on dancing with Fiyero?" she asked evenly.
"No! Just…he brushed some…sensitive areas and it felt…good."
"Rae, just because you good a little good sensations doesn't mean you like him, or that you've betrayed me." Glinda tried.
"Really? It's not bad?" Elphaba asked timidly. Glinda smiled, having guessed right. She stood on her tiptoes to plant a small kiss on Elphaba's lips.
"Really. Do you want to be with Fiyero?"
"No."
"Then it's fine."
"You sure?"
"I'm positive. Now let's get back." Glinda said and turned to go. Elphaba caught her hand and spun her, placing her back to the wall. Glinda stared up into her storming eyes, unable to decipher the emotion roiling within them.
"I want you." Elphaba said.
"I know, Rae. I only want you, too."
"No, you misunderstand me." Elphaba growled, and crushed Glinda against the wall with a kiss. When they broke Glinda was panting. "I want you."
Glinda felt Elphaba's hands travel up her stockings and onto bare skin. As the hands gently cupped the swell of her butt she unconsciously lifted on to her tip toes. Elphaba's grip tightened and she was soon lifted into the air. Glinda wrapped her legs around Elphaba and kissed her. Elphaba pushed back and Glinda felt herself hit the wall.
Elphaba ground her hips against the blonde's, eliciting gasps and moans in their kiss. Elphaba finally broke away by posting her arms against the wall and pushing away. Glinda wrapped her hands behind Elphaba's neck, leaned back against the wall, her hips grinding against Elphaba's. She watched Elphaba gasp and loved it.
"We should be getting back." Elphaba said throatily. Glinda pouted.
"Or we could go home."
"I refuse to allow those arrogant boys think they got the better of me."
"I know but…Lurline, Rae!" Glinda protested and ground her hips again.
Elphaba and latched onto the special spot on Glinda's neck. She felt those sharp teeth sink into her.
"Oh, not too hard, Rae!" she begged. Elphaba broke away quickly.
"Did I hurt you, my angel?" she asked worriedly.
"No. It's just…last time you left a slight mark."
"I'm sorry. I'll not do it again." Elphaba replied contritely.
"No! Just…not there. It's not lady like." Glinda answered, a bit ashamed.
"My angel. As long as you're not ashamed of me, it's fine."
"I'm sorry." She said and then after a moment began to unbutton the top of her dress.
"Glinda, we can't do that here!"
"I know." Glinda replied. She stopped at her waist and held her dress open, thrusting her chest out. "When we started, I left a mark on you to say you were mine. Now I want you to do the same; mark me as yours."
Elphaba looked at her worried and confused. Glinda took one hand and guided her head down to her chest, leveraging her hips to press herself up to meet Elphaba's mouth. Elphaba tentatively started and Glinda let out a moan. Elphaba began to suck harder and Glinda ground her hips. She gasped as she felt Elphaba's teeth latch on and pull at her skin, then release with a pop. She stared at the reddish bruise on Glinda's chest. It caused heat to flush her body again.
Glinda cooed and Elphaba set her down. She redid her buttons and straightened her dress, then primped herself. She went to straighten Elphaba out and wipe the lipstick off the emerald girl's face.
"Now, let's get back." Glinda said. "I have some business with Master Tigelaar."
"Glinda, what are you planning?"
"He's been too interested in my girl and helped himself to a free pass. If he thinks he can get away with that, he's mistaken."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm an Arduenna woman. No woman can move a man like an Arduenna woman can."
"Oz help Fiyero."
"Oz can't save him. Ready, Rae?" she asked, cocking her hip seductively. Elphaba stared and the heat in her body increased as Glinda slowly dragged her tongue across her lips. She winked and sashayed to pick up her purse, bending at the waist instead of the knees like was proper. As she straightened she felt long arms wrap her.
"Do not exert yourself too much, my sweet; otherwise you'll be too tired for tonight." Elphaba whispered in her ear deeply.
"And what's tonight?" Glinda asked innocently, grinding her hips in a circle against Elphaba.
"Worship." Elphaba growled and Glinda shivered.
"Don't make promises you don't intend to keep."
"I promise even if Crage is burning down."
"What if Nessa needs something?"
"She can wait."
"Oh Rae…"
"Save that for tonight. You'll need it.