After what seemed like an eternity–which honestly, was about forty five minutes, a click came from the bathroom. Next, the door opened rather abruptly and revealed a blonde with her hair made up in a tousled bun. Her cheeks had the utmost pinkish glow- indicating she had used very warm water to bathe herself with. And of course, a big and fluffy towel (surprisingly accompanied by Galinda's signature frills. How Galinda handles those frills, Elphaba will never know).
The small woman went towards her vanity, picked up a few bottles and made a beeline for the bathroom once again. Hands almost near the doorknob, Elphaba chose that moment to make her presence known.
"Miss Galinda, I do hope we would not need to duel for a turn inside the bathroom. As you can see, I too am a living creature whose hygiene must be attended to." She said from her place on the edge of her bed.
Suddenly realizing that she needed to share a bathroom, a pink blush crept it's way to Galinda's cheek. "Oh y-yes of course. I'm sorry, Elphie… I'm just very used to taking long baths and-"
Elphaba arched her eyebrows at the blonde's petname for her, but kept her thoughts to herself until she found that Galinda's blabbering would go on and on if she would not put an end to it. "Miss Galinda, although I have been talking with you for a day now I think over that time we barely constitute as friends. Now, I have a name and it is not 'Elphie'. I would prefer it if you called me by my name. Elphaba. El-pha-ba. Do we have an understanding?"
Surprised by Elphaba's sudden change in demeanor and the tone of her voice, Galinda almost made a face of utmost shock. "Oh..ooh.. Miss Elphaba, I apologize. I did not mean to offend you like that." Galinda did not know if she herself meant that or if there was a sarcastic undertone to it.
"Now now Miss Galinda, I find that we may not be 'friends' but I think we have made it well past honorifics, yes? So I suggest we drop all formalities and just call me by my name, nothing more, nothing less. I would understand if you would want me to call you 'Miss Galinda' of course."
"That would be unfair, and I may have come to that conclusion as well. I just could not fathom them into words as to speaking with the Wizard's daughter."
The blonde placed the bottles back to her vanity and was growing rather annoyed with her roommate. Perhaps she made an irrational decision after all. Yes, she has feelings for the green girl, but these feelings were not an excuse to be patient with someone who was acting like a douche.
Galinda bowed slightly and gestured towards the bathroom.
Seeing Galinda bow like that gave her body an unnatural heat, imagine if she would do that when they were- hush no. These thoughts must be kept under control. With a smirk, Elphaba rose from her bed, slowly unbuttoning the buttons of her chiffon night dress(modesty was not in the green girl's vocabulary, I'm afraid) and made her way towards the Galinda,(wherein she was done unbuttoning her dress) then towards the door.
Relying on the gossip she had been hearing about Elphaba's lineage and waiting for a few moments, she uttered two simple words. "Your Eminence."
Sharply turning her head towards her left, (where the blonde was now standing with a smug smile on her face) she glared at the smaller lady. Within moments, Elphaba's face was haphazardly close to Galinda. Their noses touching, practically breathing each other's breath, their lips- one lean away from touching. Galinda's olfactory senses were infiltrated by the intoxicating smell of peppermint and sandalwood, and Oz….intoxicating would be an utter understatement. When Galinda directed her gaze at the woman towering over her, brown eyes were shooting daggers at her. Avoiding the other woman's gaze, Galinda peered down at her bare feet and then later realizing that her wrists were trapped to her sides by the green woman's hands. There it was again. The strong spark and the familiar sizzling of the air.
"What did you just say?" Elphaba said with such force, it caused the blonde to shiver slightly and the spark somehow intensified as Elphaba's breath was on her face. She could get used to this dominant side of Elphaba, oh imagine the things you could do to me while- Galinda. Focus. Gather your courage and answer.
" " She answered rebelliously.
After saying this, the blonde felt the shiver again, albeit it was not caused by Elphaba or their sparks, so what- she looked down. Her towel had pooled under her feet, and for the first time in anyone's eyes, she was clad in nothing . She was completely and undeniably naked..in front of this intoxicating woman.
Elphaba's grip tightened and she leaned in closer to the blonde's ear making sure she closed all gaps between her mouth and the blonde's ear. "Say that again would you Galinda, dearest?"
Shivering from Elphaba's hot breath on her ear, the blonde gulped. "E-Elphie"
Not moving her mouth from its spot, Elphaba let her breath linger on the blonde's skin on her ear. "What did I say about my name, sweetheart?"
Forgetting about the discarded towel, Galinda felt her body heat up. Her vision was clear yet blurred and all she wanted to feel was Elphaba's hot breath on every inch of her skin. She wanted her skin to be covered by imaginary kisses. She wanted Elphaba for herself. She wanted to claim the figure looming over her. The sparks, it also seemed, increased Galinda's passion.
Momentarily, Elphaba pulled away, only to feel the blonde's body close in on hers. Surprised by the sudden actions of the blonde, Elphaba let go of her wrists. Now that their bodies were pushed against each other, the sparks seemed to have materialized and they found themselves surrounded by a sort of purple mist; the electricity never seemed to fade, it felt as if any moment now they would burst into flames and burn.
Galinda shot Elphaba daggers, but not the kind Elphaba gave a few moments ago. These were daggers dipped in lust and when stabbed into the victim, it would leave no room for argument.
Slowly, Galinda began, her face inching its way towards Elphaba's. "I said" she bagan slowly and cogently, closing in on her target "EL-PHIE" Her tongue cried to be released, and so release she did. Having seemed to lost all inhibitions- not to mention their track of time, she blonde nipped at Elphaba's ear. Her tongue began flicking and then circling at Elphaba's ear lobe.
Forgetting why she was mad, Elphaba did not want this to happen. Not now. But it was as if something was holding her feet to the ground; keeping it glued there. As if the puppets controlling her suddenly grew tired of handling her strings and let go.
Finding her voice, Elphaba spoke up. "Galinda, no, please." Her voice was meek, Galinda noticed. And her lust clouded mind seemed to come back to its natural calm (although I would say Galinda's mind is far from calm).
And when Elphaba said those three words, the sparks intensified once more, much stronger than any other spark they have felt and as quickly as it came, it disappeared.
Quickly turning around and bending down to retrieve her towel, thoughts of what-might-have-happened entered Galinda's mind and a very obvious blush was present.
After wrapping herself up with a towel, Galinda turned back around, only to see a blur of green run past her and head towards the hallway.
"Damn sparks." Galinda said as a lone tear cascaded down her cheek. She walked towards her closet, bottles completely forgotten, and picked out a simple dress (as simple as Galinda's dresses could get, meaning less frills and laces, but frills and laces just the same).
How could she ever focus on Sorcery with these sparks to think of?
Yes, she has heard of electricity and sparks concerning love, but this spark she shares with Elphaba, somehow seems different, stronger, more powerful than all those harlequin romances her her childhood friends Pfannee and Shenshen used to tell her.
One thought went through her mind as she prepared for the day. "What is this feeling?"