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Glinda entered the guest room with three dildos of varying sizes from her hat box. She’d taken the liberty of temporarily turning them clear because she didn’t exactly want to hear Elphaba tease about the color of them when her mouth could be making much better sounds.
Glinda dropped them onto the bed along with a small bottle of lube, though she doubted she’d need it. Elphaba was always a delicious and never-ending flood of juices.
In fact, based on her shallow breathing, Glinda would bet that Elphaba was already soaked.
Elphaba was sitting on the side of the bed when Glinda came in, lips slightly parted and chest still heaving from what they started downstairs.
“Are you ready, Elphie?” Glinda asked, kneeling in front of her.
“Why did you bring so many—”
“Open your legs.” At the command, Elphaba’s question fizzled, and she spread her legs. “Touch yourself.”
“Wh-what?”
“I want to watch.”
Glinda kissed her knee.
“How should I… I mean…”
“You know all that ‘resting’ you did?” Glinda asked. “Show me how you got off.”
Slim green fingers slid down between parted green legs.
“I didn’t have nails when I did it,” she said.
“That’s an easy fix.” It took the tiniest bit of magic to make Elphaba’s fingernails become flush with her nail bed. “Go ahead.”
Elphaba dipped one finger between her folds and started to circle her clit. Glinda leaned forward to kiss her inner thighs.
“Elphie, did you think about me when you touched yourself?” Glinda asked.
“Um…”
“Did you?”
“Yeah,” Elphaba admitted.
“Tell me what you thought about,” she said, planting more kisses onto Elphaba’s thighs. Elphaba stopped rubbing her clit and sank two fingers inside of herself.
“I thought about your hands on me in the bath, um… and how good it felt every time you accidentally brushed my nipples.”
“Yeah?”
“And how I wished, oh fuck, how I wished you’d suck them. I imagined your pretty lips kissing me all over while… while you fingered me.” Elphaba fell back onto the bed and increased the pace of her pumping fingers.
“How many fingers did I use?”
“Three.”
“What else?” Glinda licked her lips, mesmerized by the sight before her, and probably too excited by how easily Elphaba was admitting to her fantasies.
“The way you said my name. I…” Elphaba’s breath hitched. “I like it when you call me Elphie.”
“You do?” Glinda asked, and when Elphaba made a low noise in confirmation, said, “Put in another finger, Elphie.” Without interrupting her flow, Elphaba complied, slipping a third finger inside of herself. “Good girl,” Glinda breathed. “Do you like it when I call you beautiful?”
“Yeah.”
Glinda hummed, smirking at the moan Elphaba let out when she said, “Beautiful Elphie.”
“Galinda…” Elphaba rasped.
“What else, Elphie?” She waited for a few clock ticks for Elphaba to respond, but the witch was lost in pleasure. Glinda reached forward and pinned Elphaba’s moving hand, trapping Elphaba’s fingers inside of her. “What else, Elphie? Or was that it?”
“Fucking Oz, Galinda, I was close!”
Glinda ignored Elphaba’s frustration. She planned to keep Elphaba’s hand pinned until she answered. While she waited, Glinda attached her mouth to a spot on Elphaba’s upper thigh, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from Elphaba’s center.
She bit down on it and sucked until she was confident it’d leave a mark. She felt Elphaba’s hand try to move. “I asked what else,” Glinda murmured against her thigh.
“Um…” Elphaba fell back onto the bed with a sigh. “Sweet Lurline.”
“You don’t have to call me that.”
Elphaba sighed again, and her hips shifted. “You tell me to come.” As soon as the words left her mouth, Glinda released her hold. Tentatively, Elphaba restarted the movement of her fingers.
“And did you listen?”
“W-what?”
“When I told you to come, did you come?”
Elphaba tried to draw her legs together, but Glinda pushed them back apart. “Yes.”
“And if I told you to come right now, do you think you could come right now?” Glinda and Elphaba hadn’t been having sex for very long, but Glinda was a quick learner and the way Elphaba’s legs seized and her hips lifted meant that yes, she could come right now. “Oh, good. But I don’t want you to come yet.”
“Please,” Elphaba groaned.
“Tell me what I’d do after you came.”
“It—oh, please, Galinda.”
“No. Not until you tell me.”
“It depends. Sometimes—Oz, baby, I want to come. Please, please.”
Glinda’s smirk returned at the sound of Elphaba begging, but she intended to draw the evening out. No need for Elphaba to come so soon. Glinda grabbed Elphaba’s wrist and pulled her glistening fingers out. Elphaba arched off the bed and groaned, twisting her body from the letdown of a sudden withdrawal.
“I said no, Elphie,” Glinda said lowly. Her eyes fluttered when she took a long, slow breath and got a whiff of Elphaba’s arousal. She brought Elphaba’s covered fingers to her mouth and ran her tongue up them one by one. Then she sucked all three into her mouth and kept them there, swirling her tongue around them, until the taste of Elphaba was gone.
Without dropping Elphaba’s hand, Glinda got up and crawled so she was on top of Elphaba’s torso. She bent over and parted Elphaba’s lips with her tongue.
Elphaba didn’t kiss back, but she opened her mouth without protest.
“Elphie?”
“Hm?” It was halfway a sob.
“I want to see what your body can do for me. Can I?”
“Any… anything.”
“If you want me to stop…” Glinda hummed and thought back to her books where there was always some sort of safe word or signal. She wasn’t going to tie Elphaba up or gag her or anything, and she had no doubt that Elphaba could and would stop her if she pushed too much, but it was better to come up with some sort of signal before they really began. “Right, if you want me to stop, can you shock me twice with your magic?”
“What if I do that accidentally?”
“I’ll know the difference,” Glinda said. She’d gotten to know Elphaba’s magic pretty well. It always took up so much space in a room. Though Elphaba might not have realized it, the witch used magic like she breathed. Objects she lifted were always a little lighter, vegetables she picked always de-blemished themselves a little, it made her footsteps a little quieter and her glasses unbreakable. And none of that Elphaba did intentionally. Her magic had tried to throw Glinda off the bed once.
Elphaba’s magic always protected her, but just as Glinda was getting to know her magic, her magic was getting to know Glinda. Magic wasn’t sentient; it was subconscious, and the more Elphaba got used to being touched intimately and driven out of her mind, the less her magic freaked out when Glinda did so.
“Fine, two shocks,” Elphaba said.
“You can stop me at any time, and we can finish gently or not at all, okay?”
“Galinda.”
“Hm?”
“Fucking do something.”
Glinda tilted her head to the side and met Elphaba’s desperate eyes. She’d do something, all right.
Since she still hadn’t let go of Elphaba’s wrist, she brought Elphaba’s hand closer to her face.
“Suck my spit off of them,” she ordered, pressing drying fingers past green lips. When Elphaba started sucking, Glinda readjusted her grip so she could pump the fingers in and out of her mouth.
The sight of full lips around green fingers made Glinda moan, and she pumped them quicker until spit bubbled at the corner of Elphaba’s mouth and on her fingers.
“Pretty,” Glinda mumbled. Without warning, she shoved Elphaba’s hand with more force than she had been and made the witch gag. Glinda pulled the fingers out of Elphaba’s mouth, creating lines of spit as she brought them to her own lips.
When Glinda kissed the wet fingers, her clit spasmed against Elphaba’s firm stomach.
“Oh, fuck,” Elphaba breathed, looking up at Glinda in shock. Glinda sucked each spit-laden finger into her mouth, moaning around all three of them. She leaned forward, angling her clit to increase the contact with Elphaba’s stomach, and closed her eyes. “Galinda, are you coming?” Elphaba asked.
Glinda was coming, but she was too busy mouth fucking Elphaba’s fingers to answer verbally. She rolled her hips so she could grind onto Elphaba’s stomach and get all the pleasure she could out of her climax. She released her grip on Elphaba’s hand and threw her head back, freeing Elphaba’s fingers from her mouth.
“Ah, Elphie.” Glinda crumpled over and steadied herself by planting her hands on either side of Elphaba’s head. “Fuck,” she hissed.
“How… how did you do that?” Elphaba asked.
Once she caught her breath, Glinda planted a kiss onto her parted lips. She honestly didn’t know how she climaxed with so little stimulation.
“You’re so hot that it just kind of… happened,” Glinda answered. Elphaba narrowed her eyes, unsatisfied with the answer, but they could muse later. “Elphie, get all the way on the bed,” Glinda said, kissing Elphaba once more before unstraddling her.
While Elphaba scrambled to the middle of the bed, Glinda had to decide which toy to start with.
If this weren’t the first time introducing toys, she might start from the biggest and work her way down. Something about driving Elphie crazy by decreasing stimulation really appealed to her.
But she did have an objective for their night. She wanted to create the perfect strap on for Elphaba, one made just for the two of them, and to determine the right size for Elphaba, Glinda needed to start small.
Glinda grabbed the smallest dildo, about the size of her palm, and turned back to Elphaba.
“I love you like this, but I want you turned over today. Roll over and get on your knees, darling.”
Elphaba eyed her warily, so Glinda coaxed her into obedience with a kiss.
When she was in the proper position, Glinda came to kneel between her legs. Before pushing the toy inside Elphaba, she leaned forward and used her tongue. She was absolutely soaked. Glinda knew she wouldn’t need the lube. She plunged her tongue as deeply as it would go and swirled it around, and Elphaba pushed back against her.
“Mm…” Elphaba moaned.
“You taste so good, Elphie,” Glinda murmured. She brushed Elphaba’s clit with her finger, and Elphaba lowered her head onto the pillows.
“Please.”
Glinda pulled her tongue out and swiped it down Elphaba’s slit. “Please, what?” She dipped a single finger inside of Elphaba and pulled it out quickly. She sucked it clean before repeating the process a couple more times. Elphaba whined. “Please, what?”
“Fuck me.”
“Gladly.”
Glinda took one more taste, lapping at Elphaba’s entrance before she obliged and lined up the head.
As she pressed it in, Elphaba tried to lower her hips.
“No, Elphaba, keep your pretty ass in the air,” Glinda said. “How’s this one?” Glinda asked once it reached the hilt. She pulled it all the way out so she could plunge it back in. “Well?”
“I thought…” She trailed off, so Glinda paused the short thrusts.
“You thought what?” she asked, but Elphaba didn’t answer. “You can tell me.”
“I thought the little one was for you!” The intention of aggression was there, but Elphaba’s tone was all whine. Glinda smirked and continued the pumping, trying to settle into a rhythm.
“They’re all for you, sweet Elphie.”
“I don’t want this one.”
Again, Glinda paused the thrusts. “Elphaba, I thought I was in charge.”
“Galinda, it’s…” Elphaba clenched around the toy. “…I’d rather your fingers.”
Glinda pulled the dildo out and laid her pointer finger along the length of it. Then, she sank both it and her finger inside of Elphaba’s warmth. “Is that better, darling?”
“No. Just your fingers would be better,” Elphaba said. “Unless you’re going to also make it vibrate or someth—ah!”
As soon as Elphaba’s suggestion registered, Glinda started the vibrations, and Elphaba pushed her hips back. She attempted to speed up the pace, but Glinda kept it slow and steady. When green thighs tensed and Elphaba’s hands dug into the comforter, Glinda pulled out and found the next size.
Elphaba cursed. “Are you going to do that the whole time?”
“What?”
“Not letting me come.”
“Do you want me to stop doing that?”
“Yes,” she whined. Glinda ignored the protest and spread some of Elphaba’s slick around her center.
“You don’t like that one, remember? My darling, I am simply listening to your critiques. Let’s see if you like the next one better.”
Glinda did not wait for Elphaba to answer her. She plunged the middle-sized dildo in with no resistance, and Elphaba grunted, but didn’t make any comment on the size.
She pumped, leaning closer to better see it slide in and out. Honestly, her imagination paled in comparison to the real thing, Elphaba’s round ass pushing back to meet each thrust inside. Glinda was so lost in thought, she almost missed the signs of Elphaba’s impending climax.
Thankfully, she caught it before it happened, and pulled the dildo out.
“I told you to stop.”
Glinda was sure Elphaba wasn’t truly upset, but just to be sure, she said, “You didn’t shock me twice.”
Elphaba groaned, and her knees started to slip, causing her body to slide down. Glinda patted her ass twice.
“In the air, Elphie. On your knees,” she said. Elphaba dragged herself back into position. “You like this one?”
“If I say yes, will you let me come?”
“I’ll let you come regardless of what you say.”
“It’s good. It feels nice.”
“Should I make it vibrate, too?” Glinda asked, but it was already vibrating and already pumping back inside. Elphaba shuddered and let out a low moan. “You like it?”
“Mhm,” she panted. “Don’t stop.” Elphaba’s skin was growing dewy in the lamplight, and the inside of her thighs, slick with arousal. Some of it caught on her pubic hair and dripped lazily onto the bedspread like strings of honey.
Elphaba’s breath quickened, and her hand shot back to wrap around Glinda’s wrist, probably to keep Glinda from pulling out before she had a chance to come.
“Baby, please let me come,” Elphaba begged. “Please, please.” Glinda sped up her movements, and Elphaba lifted her head up. Her hand dropped from Glinda’s wrist, and her thighs tightened. “Oh, I’m—” But as soon as the orgasm started, Glinda withdrew the dildo. “Ah!” Elphaba cried. She pulsed around nothing, and her body slumped in defeat.
“Was that good, Elphie?” Glinda asked, feigning innocence. “You got to come.”
Elphaba cursed at her, a string of words so filthy, they fit her wicked epithet. Glinda dropped the toy and placed one hand on each side of Elphaba’s round bottom.
“I love you,” Glinda said, because it was true. Elphaba’s cursing quieted, and Glinda leaned forward to catch some of the dangling come on her tongue. “I love you a lot.” She slipped one hand between Elphaba’s legs to spread her folds. With the other, she found her sensitive clit.
“Oh,” Elphaba sighed, and again, her legs started to slip from under her. “Galinda, I can’t…”
“It’s alright, Elphie. That’s what magic is for.” Glinda’s magic wrapped around Elphaba’s waist and lifted her, so she could stay on her knees. “I’m gonna make you come again, yeah?”
“…yeah,” Elphaba breathed. The fight was draining from her—Glinda was wearing her out—and just in time, too, because they still had one more to try.
Glinda closed the small distance between her mouth and Elphaba’s entrance. She continued to rub Elphaba’s clit while she swiped her tongue up and down, over the unsatisfied, dripping hole.
Elphaba sighed as she relaxed into the hold of the magic. She didn’t move her hips or beg, but drew in slow and even breaths.
“Everything alright, Elphie?”
“Mhm. I like that,” she whispered, so Glinda kept going. She was going to ramp everything back up in a minute, but for now, she enjoyed the languidity. “Galinda,” she moaned, soft and shuddering.
“You’re doing such a good job, Elphie. You’re so perfect,” Glinda praised before setting her tongue back to the task at hand, flicking up and down.
“M’gonna come,” she mumbled into the pillows. Glinda didn’t pull away this time, but she flattened her tongue and kept her hand still but firm on her clit.
Elphaba made a choking sob, and her toes curled. Glinda could feel Elphaba’s desperation and frustration of having a second ruined orgasm with every flutter of Elphaba’s opening against her tongue and every angry pulse of her clit under her finger.
“Why do you keep doing that?” Elphaba asked.
Glinda pulled away, dipping a finger inside of Elphaba just because she could, and said, “It’s going to make the real one so much better. There’s one more to try. I promise, no games this time, and I always keep my promises.”
Glinda took a deep breath and reached for the final dildo. It was the biggest one she owned, and she hated it because she could never get it angled inside her the right way. But Elphie was so much unlike her, and so she’d probably love it.
“No games,” Glinda repeated. “But try to wait to come until I say to, okay?”
“How am I supposed to do that?” Elphaba asked. Ever since the first ruined orgasm, her tone had become all whine. “I’m not—I’m not one of the characters in your little sex book, and I can’t—”
“Baby,” Glinda interrupted. “I’ll help you, but I want it to be really special, okay?”
“It will be special.”
“You’ll try?” Glinda’s question was answered with a groan. “For me?”
A beat passed. “Anything for you.”
Glinda licked her lips and swallowed, lining up the last dildo with Elphaba’s hot and swollen entrance. She pushed it in deliberately, watching for any signs of discomfort. None came.
Instead, Elphaba grabbed fistfuls of the bedspread and rolled her head back.
“Oz, yes,” she rasped. Glinda slid it back out, just as slowly, until only the tip remained. With magic, she increased the girth of it ever so slightly and gradually eased it back in. Glinda repeated the pattern a few more times, adding tiny amounts to the length and the girth until Elphaba gasped.
“Too much?” Glinda asked. The changes were negligible, but enough that maybe it could be painful.
“So good.”
“Ah, okay.” Glinda cracked her fingers and took another steadying breath.
She grabbed the base and eased it out, only to furiously shove it back in. Elphaba yelped.
“Fuck, yes!”
Glinda was sure she should be talking dirty, but all words were lost to her. She kept pounding, just on the edge of aggression, positively delighted when Elphaba’s hips started moving in rhythm with the thrusts.
Elphaba pushed herself up on her arms, so she was on all fours instead of having her face on the pillow. Her Elphie always did have a vigorous streak.
Glinda’s wrist started to protest, but she was determined to see it through. She was determined to give Elphaba one of the best, if not the best, orgasms of her life.
Their breathing got louder, and Elphaba seized.
“Not yet,” Glinda said. She put one hand on Elphaba’s butt to feel her. If Glinda timed everything just right… “Not yet.”
“Galinda!”
“Wait,” Glinda ordered, and Elphaba let out a squeaky groan, shoulders tensing. Glinda could feel the coiling inside of Elphaba, the pressure building…
“Baby, please!” Elphaba cried. “I’ve been—ah—good!”
“So good for me, baby,” Glinda agreed. “Wait.” She stopped her frenzied pace.
“Galinda! You said no games!”
“No games,” Glinda assured. She pulled the dildo out and slammed it back in. Once, twice, three times—Elphaba cried out.
“Fuck, Galinda—oh.”
Glinda continued to pound until Elphaba shook, and then, she yelped, hips slamming back.
“Take it out, fuck! Galinda what—”
“Let it go, darling,” Glinda said.
Glinda pulled the cock out and let it drop to the bed, bending over slightly for the explosion she knew was coming. She could sense the pressure inside of Elphaba burst; she could see Elphaba’s entire pussy quiver and her legs shake. She rubbed Elphaba’s clit as the first gush splashed out.
Glinda had never heard the kinds of noises Elphaba made before, and she was sure Elphaba had never made those kinds of noises before.
She had to lean forward for a taste and opened her mouth to catch some of the come. She remained there, lapping and mouth growing soaked with come, until Elphaba’s squirting ceased. Glinda gave a satisfied hum, kissed Elphaba’s bottom and then removed the magic keeping Elphaba’s waist lifted. She eased her down onto the bed with her hands.
“Was that good, Elphie?” Glinda asked, moving from between Elphaba’s legs to her side so she could see Elphie’s face. Elphaba could not respond. Her grip on the bed eased, and she drew her shaking legs together. Glinda bent over to kiss her forehead. “Oh, Elphie, you’re trembling,” she said.
Elphaba’s eyelids opened ever so slightly, and she almost laughed. Glinda smirked, and she laid down next to Elphaba, threw her leg over trembling green thighs, and wrapped her arm around a trembling green waist.
“I love you,” Glinda mumbled. Elphaba’s eyes drooped closed.
Glinda pursed a grin from her lips. Yes, Elphie was no doubt the best fun she had all year.
Before long, the trembling of Elphaba’s body eased enough that Glinda thought she’d fallen asleep. She kissed Elphaba’s shoulder and pulled away from her. They needed to clean up and go to their bed. Glinda sat up to swing her legs off the bed, but Elphaba’s hand landed on her thigh.
“Where are you going?” Elphaba asked.
“Did I wake you? Sorry. I was going to let you sleep a bit longer before—”
“All your sex toys were green,” Elphaba interrupted.
Glinda cleared her throat and recited her excuse. “Everything in the Emerald City is green, and that’s where I bought them.”
“Even if I believed you, the dildos aren’t green anymore, which leads me to conclude that you could’ve changed their color at any time, but you simply… didn’t. You used them while they were green,” Elphaba said. Glinda pressed the backs of her hands against her flushed cheeks. “Didn’t you?”
“Not often… but yes.”
“Did you ever think of me?” Elphaba sat so she was level with Glinda, and Glinda shrugged. Did she think of Elphaba on top of her? Kissing her? Whispering her name? “Glinda.”
Just like that, yes.
She thought of Elphaba’s voice first, and then Elphaba’s body weight on top of her or Elphaba’s warmth around her. Elphaba reached towards the discarded dildos at the foot of the bed and retrieved the first one they tried.
“You want more?” Glinda asked, eyes flickering from the toy in Elphaba’s hand to her face. Witch or not, she didn’t think Elphaba could go again.
“Lie down and spread your legs,” Elphaba said. Glinda licked her lips.
“You don’t have to reciprocate tonight if you’re too tired, darling. I know—”
“Baby,” Elphaba interrupted. “Lie down.” This time, Elphaba punctuated the order with a kiss, and Glinda obeyed, lowering herself back down onto the bed. “Open your legs. Bend them.”
Glinda followed the directions to the best of her ability. She didn’t know whether Elphaba wanted her knees drawn up so far that her legs were in the air or not. She decided to keep her feet on the bed, and her decision must have been the right one, because Elphaba’s thumb swiped a wisp of hair off of her forehead and she said, “Good girl.” Elphaba fixed her with a sly half-smile and held up the dildo in her hands. “Reverse your spell.”
“Oh, are you going to make fun of me?”
“Yes, but not while we’re naked,” Elphaba said. Glinda complied with an indignant huff and turned the clear toy in Elphaba’s hand back into its original green, a green that just so happened to match Elphaba’s skin tone. “Thank you, baby.” Her smirk softened into a real smile. “I love you.”
“Oh…” Glinda closed her eyes. The bed shifted under her, and she heard shuffling. “Elphie, wait—”
“Glinda, I’ve got you,” Elphaba promised, lilt of her voice rising and sweetening just a bit. Elphaba’s hands hooked around her thighs, and Glinda held her breath in anticipation of contact.
Soft lips brushed against her inner thigh. Blindly, Glinda reached down to find Elphaba’s head and guide her, but as soon as her fingernails brushed the soft hair, Elphaba’s hand wrapped around her wrist.
“Baby,” Elphaba said, and Glinda opened her eyes to find Elphaba looking up at her from between her legs. “Relax, yeah?”
“…yeah,” Glinda agreed. Elphaba released her hand, and Glinda gripped the bedspread instead of Elphaba’s hair. She expected Elphaba to chastise her again for not being relaxed, but she didn’t. Instead, she dropped another feathery kiss onto Glinda’s other thigh.
She stared up at the ceiling. There was no crown molding in the guest room like there was in their room. No, the ceiling was quite plain and boring. Glinda couldn’t remember why she opted not to have crown molding in all the rooms.
She screwed her eyes shut. Of all the times to think about crown moldings, it shouldn’t be while Elphaba was between her legs!
“Elphie?” Glinda whispered.
“I’ve got you,” Elphaba said again. The tension in Glinda’s shoulders melted, and moments later, Elphaba pushed two fingers through her folds. She gasped when Elphaba’s tongue touched her clit.
Oz, it was nice. She wouldn’t have asked Elphaba for anything tonight, not after exhausting her and leaving her shaking, but maybe Glinda did need another orgasm… well, maybe she wanted one. Maybe she wanted Elphaba to give her one, and maybe that’s what mattered.
Elphaba’s full lips closed around her clit and she sucked, making Glinda’s hips rise. One slender finger prodded against Glinda’s entrance. Not even a full clock tick later, a second finger joined it, feeling the slick gathered there.
Glinda’s toes curled into the bedspread, and Elphaba sank her fingers inside, humming as she did. The hums sent vibrations straight to Glinda’s clit, and she tensed around Elphaba’s fingers in pleasure.
She kept her eyes closed and focused on the smooth movements of Elphaba’s hand and the rhythmic sucking of her clit. She let out a moan that was mostly air.
Right when she’d finally settled into the sensations, Elphaba sat up and withdrew her fingers. Glinda huffed. If Elphaba meant to pay her back for the times Glinda didn’t let her come, Glinda was in for a long night.
“Elpha—ah.” She furrowed her eyebrows when Elphaba replaced her pumping fingers with the thick toy. Glinda had all but forgotten about it.
“Green looks good inside of you,” Elphaba mumbled, and Glinda covered her face with her hands. Not that Elphaba was doing so, but oh, Glinda couldn’t bear to be teased about the color of her toys, not right then. She’d been desperate and lonely and, yes, of course she thought about Elphaba every time she used one.
“Oh!” Glinda took several sharp breaths. “Elphie, I don’t know if this will work,” she mumbled. Any peak she’d been climbing towards moments before was now completely out of sight.
“You can put your legs down if you want,” Elphaba said. Glinda did want to put her legs down, so she let them slide from their bent position and said,
“Did you hear me, Elphaba?”
Elphaba gave no answer but straddled her, bracketing her legs on either side of Glinda’s torso. Elphaba pulled Glinda’s hands away from her face.
“Look at me, Galinda.”
Glinda felt herself twitch, but she opened her eyes. Elphaba held both of her wrists in one hand. She leaned down, trapping Glinda’s hands between their breasts, and caressed Glinda’s face.
“I’ve got you, my baby.” Elphaba sat up just a little bit to remove her grip on Glinda’s wrists. Free, Glinda repositioned them so the palms of her hands rested above each of Elphaba’s breasts.
Under Elphaba’s body weight, any shame about what she’d done with the toys in the past ceased welling up inside of Glinda. She turned her head slightly to push her cheek into Elphaba’s cradling hand. Elphaba’s other hand brushed curls back from her hairline.
“You’re pretty,” Elphaba said. “I love you, my pretty baby, and you need to relax.”
“I…” Glinda took a deep breath and tried to exhale all the tension in her body. She turned her face further into Elphaba’s hand, effectively trapping it under her cheek.
“Good job,” Elphaba whispered. Her thumb continued stroking Glinda’s hairline, and her lips ghosted over Glinda’s jawline. “You’re so good to me all the time. Let me be good to you.”
Glinda lifted her hips when the dildo started moving in and out of her again. It took her a minute to realize that the toy had been moving by itself the entire time.
“Magic,” Glinda breathed. She felt Elphaba’s grin on her neck.
“I’m a witch, you know,” Elphaba teased. Glinda opened her eyes and turned her head back so she was looking straight up at Elphaba. “I love you.”
“I love you,” Glinda said, “a lot, a lot. Oh…”
Elphaba kissed her through her moan. “You are perfect, Galinda.” Green lips tugged into a lopsided smile, and Glinda felt her heart soar. “How does it feel?”
“Um…” Glinda assessed the feel of the toy. It was nice. Thicker than Elphaba’s fingers, obviously, but she enjoyed the way her walls clenched around it. Glinda wiggled her hips a bit and gasped when it entered her at a new angle, hitting somewhere that sent tingles to her fingers and toes. “It feels really good,” Glinda concluded. Elphaba hummed.
“Good. Relax, baby.”
Glinda rolled her head back to the side, once again trapping Elphaba’s hand, and Elphaba kissed her shoulder. She lowered the hand at Glinda’s hairline to rest on Glinda’s forearm.
Glinda sighed in contentment when Elphaba’s chest pressed against hers once more. She slipped one hand out so she could tangle it in Elphaba’s hair, and the other she slid down so it was right under Elphaba’s breasts.
Elphaba started sucking lightly on Glinda’s neck, and she moaned.
“You’re perfect,” Elphaba whispered. “I’ve got you.”
Glinda closed her eyes. Elphaba’s legs and knees were pressed against her side, and on her stomach, she could feel Elphaba’s slick. Her hand against Elphaba’s ribcage, Elphaba’s hard nipples pressed into her breasts. Elphaba’s hand on her shoulder, her mouth on her neck, her palm under Glinda’s cheek.
“I know,” Glinda said, settling even more.
“Good girl,” Elphaba said. Glinda’s breath hitched, and Elphaba chuckled. “My sweet Galinda. Pretty baby. I love you so much, baby.”
Glinda whimpered. “Elphie, Elphie.”
“There you go.”
“Elphie!” Glinda bet she could’ve come from Elphaba’s voice alone. “Ah… oh, Elphie!”
“Are you gonna come, Galinda?”
“Mhm.” Her body tensed under Elphaba, and her hips rolled up. “Gonna c—gonna come…”
“That’s it, baby. Good girl.” The praise sent a spasm straight to her clit, and Glinda cried out. “Let me see that pretty face.” Elphaba gently pushed her head up. When her hand was free, it pressed against Glinda’s neck, and Elphaba kissed Glinda’s screwed-up lips. “I love you, Galinda.”
Glinda gasped for air, nails scratching into Elphaba’s scalp. “I love you,” Glinda said, voice shuddering as much as her insides. “Oh, I love you, I love you.”
The toy pulled out of her completely, and Elphaba kissed her through her last few tremors.
“You’re magical,” Glinda muttered when her breath returned. She started to apologize for her tension, for her shame, but Elphaba kissed her.
“You’re perfect,” Elphaba said.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Elphaba chuckled. “You’re a little red in the face, baby.”
“Stop teasing, Elphie.”
“Why?”
“You wouldn’t want me to be tempted to return the favor and make you red in the face.”
Elphaba hummed. “I don’t think that’s possible.”
“You doubt it? Let’s see. I’ll fuck you all night and then you’ll be just as red in the face as you are between your legs.” Glinda held in a giggle when Elphaba tensed on top of her.
“Galinda, you’re not serious.”
“I am. You told me I could see what your body can do for me. How long can you go? How many more times can you come?”
Elphaba tried to roll off of her, but Glinda was faster, caging her with her arms. “No more times.”
“I think you can do one more.”
“Galinda…”
“You had time to rest. I promise this’ll be the last one for tonight.”
“We’re going to the city in the morning. We should get ready for bed.”
“One more, baby. Just one,” Glinda whispered. “For me?”
Elphaba shrugged out of Glinda’s arms and sat up. “I don’t think that’s possible, either.”
Glinda fixed Elphaba with her best pout, but Elphaba didn’t even acknowledge it. Instead, she moved off of her.
“Well…” Glinda began. “At least let me clean you up. You leaked all over me.” She touched the streak of wetness Elphaba had left behind on her pelvis. “I want to taste it. It’s fine if you can’t come again… just let me taste it. No toys, no fingering, no games. Just a little taste.” She grinned in victory after a few clock ticks of no response. She sat up and asked, “Can I use magic?”
Elphaba cast her a long look and then, without saying a word, laid on her back and spread her legs. Glinda’s eyes were drawn to the tuft of inky black hair shining with arousal, and her heart rate increased.
“Oh…” she breathed, reaching between Elphaba’s legs to slide a finger through to feel the source of the wetness. “I still can’t believe I get to see you like this. That I get to see you at all.”
She’d seen Elphaba naked plenty of times when they were roommates. And, of course, she’d seen Elphaba naked plenty of times since she returned. Once they started having sex, Glinda got to actually look at Elphaba’s body. She got to observe it and find all the little details she loved the most (like the constellation of freckles on the small of her back). Glinda had touched Elphaba’s body everywhere at this point, and she was making it a point to mentally catalogue what touches elicited what sounds from Elphaba.
Elphaba had never stopped her from exploring, and she’d never stopped her from looking.
But perhaps this was the first time Elphaba opened herself up to Glinda without Glinda’s instruction.
Her finger brushed up against Elphaba’s clit, and Elphaba screwed her eyes shut, hips twitching. Glinda snatched her hand back—she’d promised no fingering, and though it wasn’t technically fingering, it was close enough.
Elphaba drew up her legs, opening even more, and Glinda crawled from where she was at Elphaba’s side into position between her legs. Who was she to pass up such an offering? (Especially one she’d begged for.)
She lowered herself onto her elbows and she went straight for what she wanted, wasting no time kissing Elphaba’s thighs.
Elphaba shuddered when Glinda’s tongue made contact with her clit, and she stretched her legs out over Glinda’s shoulders. She hooked her ankles together, and they landed between Glinda’s shoulder blades.
Glinda closed her eyes, one hand sliding under Elphaba’s butt. She used the fingers on the other hand to keep Elphaba spread open so she could move easily from Elphaba’s clit to her entrance.
There was nothing quite like the taste of Elphaba, nothing like the feeling of her slick coating Glinda’s lips and tongue.
When she asked if she could use magic, Elphaba hadn’t responded. Glinda took the lack of response to mean magic was okay, and she wasn’t about to check.
Glinda sent tingles through Elphaba’s limbs. Not strong enough to be uncomfortable, but just enough to give her entire body a pleasant buzz and the illusion of floating in a pool.
Weightless.
Elphaba’s breath stuttered, and her thighs tensed ever so slightly around Glinda’s neck. She arched, and Glinda paused to let her eyes flicker up to read Elphaba’s face.
Her eyes were still screwed shut, and her forehead was wrinkled in pleasure. Glinda licked her lips at the sight of Elphaba’s open mouth. She couldn’t get to Elphaba’s mouth to kiss it, so she pressed a kiss to her swollen clit before starting back up.
When her tongue slipped inside of Elphaba, the witch lowered her hips back down and her body settled.
With each deep breath she took, Glinda inhaled the intoxicating and musky smell of sex that permeated the room directly from its source. She licked languidly because she didn’t have the goal of helping Elphaba reach a peak. Her only goal was to savor the taste of soft flesh until she had her fill.
Well, she’d probably have to stop sometime soon since they had to catch the early train in the morning. Even if there weren’t a train to catch, Glinda probably wouldn’t have gone all night.
As much as she enjoyed watching Elphaba lose control, she’d already pushed her enough that night. There really was no reason for her to be so greedy. She’d already tasted plenty of Elphaba. In fact, the dampness on Glinda’s chest was probably a mixture of sweat and Elphaba’s messy final orgasm.
Glinda chuckled against Elphaba at the recollection of making her squirt. Oh, what a marvelous sight!
“Galinda,” Elphaba said, each syllable of Glinda’s name a different note. Her hips tried to turn to the side, and only then did Glinda realize she’d accidentally started flicking Elphaba’s clit with her tongue. Probably too much stimulation.
She hummed to acknowledge Elphaba’s silent request and went back to slow licks, sliding her tongue from Elphaba’s twitching entrance up to her clit and exploring the insides of her folds.
She couldn’t help but let her tongue dip inside of Elphaba every now and then and reveled in the way Elphaba’s breath hitched each time she did.
Elphaba’s clit had long since stopped hiding under its hood, and when Glinda needed to catch her breath or lick her lips, she pulled her head back ever so slightly to admire the sight of it.
It was the least green part of her, a fact Glinda thought she was the only one to know. She doubted Elphaba even knew the color of her clit.
Glinda brushed the tip of her finger across it.
“I want you inside me,” Elphaba said, and Glinda nodded. She slipped one finger inside, still honoring her promise not to push Elphaba again.
“More,” Elphaba said. Glinda tried to reach for one of the dildos on the bed–whichever one was closest–but Elphaba made a noise of disapproval. “No,” she groaned. “I want you inside of me—your fingers. I…” Elphaba pushed herself up slightly on her elbows, and loosened her legs around Glinda’s back so Glinda could lift her head a little more. “I can do one more.”
“Um… oh…” Glinda closed her eyes and swallowed to compose herself.
“For you,” Elphaba finished. She reached for a pillow to pull next to her and dropped back onto the bed. Glinda narrowed her eyes. She was about to ask if Elphaba was sure or assure Elphaba that Glinda was mostly teasing about the request… but then she took a deep breath and her nostrils were flooded with the smell of Elphaba’s lovely arousal, and she pressed two more fingers inside.
Elphaba sighed in contentment.
She curled her fingers slightly to give Elphaba a better chance of succeeding in having another one. But for Elphaba to come once more, Glinda knew she had to target most sensations straight to her overstimulated clit. She pumped her fingers a few times to find a rhythm, and once she settled into it, she closed her lips around Elphaba’s clit and touched it with the tip of her tongue.
As soon as it made contact, she sent intense vibrations from her tongue and Elphaba…
Well…
“You fucking witch!” Elphaba cried.
Her hand shot to Glinda’s hair, and she twisted her upper body into the pillow she’d grabbed moments before. Glinda screwed her eyes shut and diverted some of her magic to keep Elphaba’s hips in place as the witch seized under her.
Elphaba’s legs tightened around Glinda’s head, and Glinda started timing her thrusts with the clenching around her fingers.
Glinda felt Elphaba’s magic pressing against her, but she resisted it, not letting up the vibrations or the movement of her fingers.
Granted, she probably should have let up, but since they had made it that far and Elphaba was in the midst of a relatively impossible orgasm, she decided to see just how long Elphaba could last.
Elphaba made a noise between a squeak and a moan, and Glinda opened her eyes to catch what glimpse of the climax she could from her angle.
Hips still held in place, Elphaba released the pillow and arched off the bed, walls spasming around Glinda’s fingers. Elphaba whimpered and, after a beat, sent two well-placed gentle shocks to Glinda’s head.
Glinda pulled her fingers out and removed her mouth, pushing Elphaba’s slack legs off of her so she could sit up.
“Fuck,” Glinda panted, eyeing Elphaba’s glistening and limp body. “Elphaba—”
“I need you,” Elphaba muttered, and Glinda smiled. She moved from between Elphaba’s legs and carefully pushed them together before moving to lay next to Elphaba, who’d rolled onto her stomach.
“I can’t believe you did that,” Glinda whispered, and Elphaba managed a weary, singular chuckle.
“Happy birthday.”