Sparks Fly
Sparks Fly
Author: Heatherkinz
Chapter: 10/?
Rating: NC-17
Verse: Musical and Book
Pairing: Gelphie
Notes: This is the tenth installment. I am developing this into a full on Elphaba and Glinda story that takes their relationship right through what we already know and further, obviously with a Gelphie slant on things.
Summary: Galinda arrives back after her date to find Elphaba acting oddly once more. This situation is not helped when you conisder Galinda's state of sexual arousal, worryingly brought about by a new found desire for her roommate. Galinda questions Elphaba about The Philosophy Club, much to Elphaba's disgust and then they move on to more pressing matters. Galinda lets her desire take the form of a sudden outburst which distresses Elphaba considerably and they row. Eventually Galinda recognises what she has to do and she comforts Elphaba into a peaceful sleep. It is then that her own desire takes hold and Galinda finds herself "FLYING SOLO."
A huge thankyou to blowers_daughtr for making this sound so much more fab than when I started. You're a star!!!
A Time To Fulfil Unthinkable Desires.
On hearing the doorknob turn, Elphaba quickly buried herself in the nearest book on her desk. She had been doing a bit of research for Galinda’s essay so to be more helpful to the blonde. Out of the corner of her eye Elphaba had caught a glimpse of Galinda standing beneath the lamppost outside. The green girl had been drawn to the window, but when she saw Galinda head for the door Elphaba became determined not to let Galinda know she’d been staring.
Elphaba focused on the words written on the page of her book as Galinda floated in, in something resembling a daydream. Elphaba didn’t dare look up; she was more than aware of how beautiful Galinda looked, hadn’t she already told the blonde that earlier that very night? No, Elphaba didn’t need to be reminded of her sudden bout of weakness. It was better she try not to think about Galinda.
Elphaba’s mind drifted to Galinda beneath the streetlight. What Elphaba had felt while watching the beautiful girl couldn’t have been jealousy. Elphaba didn’t want a date with Avaric, and she certainly didn’t want to be like Galinda, throwing herself at every boy who came along. And yet, there was a tinge of jealousy within the green girl that she couldn’t explain. It was no more than a silly feeling, but it was there all the same. In the end, Elphaba put it down to the fact that Galinda should have been with her, studying in the library, not cavorting around with Avaric and kissing him so ridiculously in public. That was all there was to it. At least that’s what Elphaba told herself as she realized any other feelings towards her roommate would be totally unacceptable and highly inappropriate.
Galinda quickly shut the door of the dormitory, determined to keep the rest of the world at bay for the first time in years. She gazed upon Elphaba, as if for the first time, her soft skin, her raven hair, and those disturbing eyes Galinda felt herself melting into. Her thoughts flickered back to those sinful moments in the bathroom, where she had been tempted to scream Elphaba’s name. The throbbing set in between her legs once more as if it would overwhelm her forever any second. There was no doubt about it; Elphaba was the cause of the strange things she felt. There was no other explanation.
Galinda resisted the urge to move her fingers down to the burning sensation, instead she moved over to her own bed and bounced down on it loudly, hoping Elphaba would notice. Elphaba, turning around and gazing lovingly at Galinda. Elphaba, leaving her desk to come closer to Galinda’s bed. Elphaba, her slender fingers stroking the insides of Galinda’s thighs-a stifled gasp fell from her full, red lips as she shook herself out of her reverie.
Why did Elphaba still have to be awake? Galinda wondered. She hadn’t really hoped for that .
Galinda hadn’t really wanted to speak to Elphaba again that night, but now she was going to have to, like it or not. Then there was the fact Elphaba was such a light sleeper. She felt all the odds were stacked against her; still she couldn’t go on in this state for much longer. There were so many problems and longings too breathtaking to simply ignore.
Galinda considered moving into the bathroom and locking herself away there until she had managed to relieve herself, but that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted, needed, Elphaba to be there, preferably sleeping. She would have to be patient for now, she would strike up a conversation with the strange girl. After all, she was curious to know what Elphaba had been doing, staring out of the window earlier that night. There had to be an explanation for it. It was most unlike Elphaba to spend her time staring out of windows
Galinda allowed herself to shuffle about and sigh, waving her hands around, desperately trying to attract Elphaba’s attention, but Elphaba remained unresponsive.
Elphaba still couldn’t bring herself to look at her stunning roommate, let alone speak to her. Elphaba’s stomach grew uneasy as she remembered how beautiful the blonde had looked when her lips met Avaric’s. After all, she had touched Galinda’s lips, only with her fingers but the sensation created had been crushing. She wondered what Avaric had felt at such a moment.
Now Galinda had returned, and wanted to discuss her evening with that boy in an annoyingly girly manner. Elphaba wasn’t cut out for this; she wasn’t made for Galinda. She kept her eyes in the book until Galinda could wait no longer.
“Well… aren’t you going to ask me about my date?”
The question practically jumped from Galinda’s throat. She was desperate for interaction of any kind with Elphaba. Elphaba had been watching, observing, and yet now it appeared she couldn’t care less.
“From what I happened to catch outside, whilst admiring the weather, it went very well,” Elphaba remarked, wondering what the blonde would make of her observation.
“What makes you say that?” Galinda pushed, secretly hoping Elphaba would confess she was spying on her for a reason.
Elphaba slammed her book shut and turned round to face her roommate, immediately meeting sparkling blue eyes. She swallowed, feeling the uneasiness creep into the pit of her stomach once more.
“From the way your lips were glued to his, perhaps.” Elphaba tried not to grimace. “Then there was his hand so prominently placed on your…”
Elphaba couldn’t continue. She had already given too much away. She knew every little detail of that kiss as if it had been her on the receiving end, but she didn’t want Galinda to know that.
Galinda allowed herself to blush as she imagined Elphaba’s hands resting on her bottom. For some reason Elphaba had watched her kiss; why on earth had Elphaba watched?
Galinda shifted her legs, feeling the dampness between them shifting as well. This really would never do, it was killing her.
“Well Elphie, lets just say appearances can be deceiving.”
“You’re telling me that?” Elphaba grinned.
“I guess I am, yes,” Galinda giggled, noticing how perfect Elphaba looked when she smiled. Her frown lines lifted and she had a near perfect smile, if it hadn’t been for those odd fangs, stuck strangely at the back of her mouth. Galinda had always wondered about them but hadn’t wanted to ask; somehow asking didn’t seem quite right. It didn’t matter to Galinda anyway, Elphaba had dimples Galinda would have given anything for, but it was rare that they came out as clearly as they were doing now.
“So, Master Avaric?” Elphaba arched an eyebrow.
Galinda didn’t say anything, simply pulled the same ugly face Elphaba had made earlier about him, and began to giggle again. She was thrilled to see Elphaba throw her head back and laugh too.
“Looks like I was right all along then?” Elphaba smiled, “You should have gone to the library.”
“Oh Elphie, is that all you think about?” Galinda moaned playfully. “Can’t you be more interesting for once?”
Elphaba frowned good-humouredly and moved away from her desk onto her own bed. This was the bit she didn’t do so well, friendly chatter and banter. Still, for Galinda she would give chatter a go as best she could.
“What would you like to talk about then? But I’m warning you, I’m not about to participate in a debate on the advantages and disadvantages of wearing high heels in public.”
It was Galinda’s turn to frown good-naturedly as she replied, “Well really you’d be the last person to ask with your hideous boots and frightful stride.”
They both laughed as Galinda considered how Elphaba was such an odd creature at times, but was quite appealing all the same.
“Actually, I wanted to ask you about something I heard tonight.” Galinda announced.
Ever since Boq had mentioned the Philosophy Club, it had been on Galinda’s mind. How had she not known about such a thing? She thought she knew everything of importance about university life, and yet there was a place people went to for sordid sexual experiences, (wasn’t that what Boq had said?) and she didn’t know anything about it. She couldn’t be sure such a place really existed, but if anyone was to know it would be Elphaba, she knew everything.
Elphaba crossed her legs on her bed, and Galinda noticed a tiny amount of exposed green flesh before Elphaba pulled her drab nightdress over to cover her legs, much to Galinda’s dismay. Elphaba tried to look interested, more for Galinda’s sake than her own. After all, the two of them had very little in common but if they were to be friends, as Elphaba now assumed they were, there was going to have to be some common ground between them.
“Go ahead,” Elphaba replied, encouraging Galinda to ask her question.
“Have you heard of the Philosophy Club? It’s just that Boq mentioned it tonight…”
“What on earth was Boq talking to you about that awful place for? Sweet Oz, he didn’t ask you to go with him, did he?” Elphaba couldn’t contain the shock in her voice.
“Nothing like that, Elphie, no. But you have heard of it?”
Elphaba raised an eyebrow in astonishment, of all the things she had expected Galinda to come out with, this hadn’t been on the cards. It was something Elphaba knew about because it was included in the history of Shiz book she had read before going to the university. Still, she wouldn’t have dreamed of bringing it up in conversation. It was not something that appealed to her in any way, shape or form.
“Why Galinda, what a sordid thing to enquire about!”
“So you know about it then?” Galinda probed.
Galinda’s soft eyes searched Elphaba’s for an answer to a question she hadn’t asked.
“Well… I suppose everyone has heard of it, but that doesn’t mean that…”
“I didn’t know about it.” Galinda interrupted.
“Yes, and there’s a perfectly good reason for that. Places like that aren’t designed for girls like you.”
“What about you?”
“They’re certainly not intended for people like me either, not that there’s anyone else out there like me, but still, no. No, the Philosophy Club is not for us.”
“I think it sounds quite exciting.”
Elphaba looked concernedly at Galinda, suddenly understanding Galinda’s naivety and innocence. The pretty little blonde really didn’t have a clue.
“Promise me something Galinda?” Elphaba looked deeply into her eyes.
“Depends what it is,” Galinda replied.
“Promise me no matter who asks you, whether it be Boq, Avaric or one of the hundreds of other boys you will date while you’re here at Shiz, you won’t go to that place.”
“Is it really that bad Elphie? I thought…well Boq said Avaric went and I thought that would make it okay. I mean if you’re with the right person maybe…”
“Promise me Galinda?” Elphaba maintained her firm manner until she heard what she wanted to.
“Why Elphie, I never knew you cared.”
Elphaba rolled her eyes at Galinda and gave her a warning look.
“I promise.” Galinda said finally.
“Good. Now I really wish you would get all thoughts of that place out of your pretty head. I much prefer you when you talk nonsense. Talk to me about shoes, dresses, boys even, I don’t care.”
Galinda smiled, it was nice to know that Elphaba really was quite protective of her in a strange way. Elphaba wanted to shield her against the darker parts of Shiz life, and Galinda appreciated that.
“I didn’t realise you were so prudish,” Galinda mocked playfully.
“I’m not. I just don’t think two girls should be discussing the Philosophy Club in such intricate detail, especially when you have promised me you will never go, remember?”
Elphaba sent her a glance that said: no matter what you think, only over my dead body are you going to that place.
“Well, I have promised, and I can’t say I ever wanted to go anyway, really. I was just curious, that’s all. Besides, I’d much rather be here with you.”
Elphaba looked away and began to take out her heavily braided hair for bed. Galinda’s eyes followed those long fingers as Elphaba lost them in the depths of her silky, raven hair. Galinda was aware that she was staring in a most undignified fashion, but she found that she couldn’t help it. She wanted to touch, she wanted to lose her own fingers in Elphaba’s hair, and before she could stop herself, she had spoken.
“Can I do that?” Galinda blurted out.
Elphaba stared dubiously, Galinda, the girl who only weeks ago had fainted at her very presence, was now wanting to touch her hair. Elphaba suddenly found herself imagining Galinda, sat beside her, running her gentle fingers through Elphaba’s long, messy hair. It would be unbearable, and yet peculiarly alluring. She knew she would have to say something to stop the blonde; she couldn’t have Galinda doing such things.
“I’d really rather you didn’t.” said Elphaba.
Galinda tried not to frown sulkily, but she couldn’t help it, she was used to getting her way. If she wanted something, she got it-that was until it came to Elphaba. With Elphaba everything was out of place, off course, and nothing went right. The other girls in Shiz would fight over the chance to have Galinda do their hair, yet Elphaba had declined the offer, how odd.
“It’s not you Galinda. Please, don’t think that. It’s anyone really. I hate being touched, that’s all. I always have. It’s difficult for me, torments me even, but it’s nothing to do with you. It’s me,” Elphaba looked down at her feet.
“So I torment you now?” Galinda looked more than a little upset.
“No, it’s nothing to do with you…” Elphaba didn’t get a chance to finish.
“Well I am going to take that you feel I am not worthy enough to touch you, after all we have made physical contact in the past, and now you have this stupid revulsion. How charming.”
“It’s not that, I have always…”
“Save it Elphaba, it doesn’t matter. You’ve clearly got issues,” Galinda frowned and then rolled over to face away from her green skinned roommate.
“I’m sorry if I offended you.”
“You didn’t,” Galinda snapped, wishing that damn feeling would go away, realising all to late that she would never get anywhere with Elphaba.
“Fine,” Elphaba snapped back as the room descended into a deep silence.
Galinda remained on her side, forcing herself not to turn over to catch a glimpse of Elphaba. She was deeply hurt by Elphaba’s lack of trust in her, but in a strange way she understood her roommate’s reluctance. What Elphaba didn’t know yet was that Galinda was different than everyone else, she felt differently towards Elphaba. Galinda could be trusted, she just had to prove that to her roommate. After all, she had a lot of making up to do before Elphaba would trust her.
Elphaba allowed herself to lie back on her bed and stare at the ceiling, but she couldn’t hold the silence long, not when she knew Galinda was mad at her. Galinda’s behaviour in general troubled Elphaba, and she felt the need to comment on this.
“You know Galinda, you never fail to surprise me.” Elphaba waited for a response, but Galinda ignored her. “Are you listening to me?”
Elphaba sat up, debating whether to move over to Galinda to attract her attention. Instead she drew her knees up and rested her chin on them and sighed. Galinda was infuriating at times. Elphaba waited, expecting Galinda to give in but when it became apparent she had no intention of doing so, Elphaba spoke again.
“I mean, you’ve got to admit it’s a strange turn of events. When you first got here even the quickest of glimpses of me would set you off into a horrible state and now, having been on speaking terms with me for possibly less than twenty-four hours, you’re sulking because I won’t let you do my hair.”
“I’m not sulking,” Galinda stated, turning round to face Elphaba with a deep scowl on her face.
“You could’ve fooled me. You’re glowering for Oz over there.” Elphaba resisted a smirk, Galinda was surprisingly cute when she sulked, especially the way her lip curled up. “To be honest, I just don’t understand you.”
Galinda’s voice trembled as she tried not to cry.
“I only wanted to do your hair Elphie. I just don’t understand why when everyone else is so kind and lovely to me, you have to be so mean.”
Galinda sniffled a little as a lone tear fell down her cheek. Why did Elphaba always make her cry?
“Mean?” Elphaba questioned, considering she had been anything but mean.
“I only wanted to do your hair,” Galinda repeated. “It’s not a crime is it?”
“It is if you don’t like having it done, Galinda. If you don’t like being touched, it isn’t nice when someone’s got their hands all over you. To you, perhaps it is, but you seem to forget that I’m not like you. Surely you’ll understand if you try hard enough to see it from my point of view.
“I don’t understand anything about you, Elphaba, and I can’t imagine I’m ever going to.”
Galinda sighed, resigning herself to this fact; Elphaba was always going to be far beyond her.
“Look at me.” said Elphaba.
This wasn’t a request, this was a demand from Elphaba and Galinda sensed as much as she found herself falling into those bewitching dark eyes.
“I didn’t mean to upset you Galinda, I really didn’t. I didn’t mean it like you took it, my sweet. Only look at me, and then look at you. I’ve not had a moment’s peace in my whole life because of this affliction and that hasn’t been easy, but I’ve coped. Nobody has ever seen past this damn greenness, and I have come to accept that. People turn away, they flinch. You can’t begin to imagine what physical contact did to my Father. Nessa, my own sister struggled with it for years, but she came to rely on me, regardless of my skin tone. Every time I get close to someone they aren’t the only ones who feel uncomfortable; I do too. Can you understand now, why I might like to distance myself from physical closeness, Galinda? I’ve never had a friendly slap on the back, I’ve never received a welcoming handshake, for Oz’s sake I’ve never had loving arms around me! That’s the way it is, and if I can accept it I’m sure you can learn to live with it too. I’m difficult, Galinda and if you do truly want us to be friends you are going to have to remember that.”
Galinda felt another tear trickle down her cheek as she realised, for the first time, how awfully difficult it had to be being Elphaba. It hurt Elphaba more than she dared let on. Elphaba was reserved, guarded with her feelings, but her speech had given away so much, Elphaba probably didn’t realise.
Galinda found that Elphaba’s words had only heightened her desire to throw her arms around the green girl and tell her that no matter what Galinda would always care for her. To have never experienced a loving embrace was something Galinda couldn’t comprehend, it was a terrible thought. Galinda wanted to sweep Elphaba into a warm embrace and never let her go.
Oh, how things had changed. Was this really the same day Galinda had sat on the banks of the canal with her society girls? Galinda felt like a new woman, could it be she truly was growing up?
“Why are you crying?” Elphaba asked.
“I’m not crying, well at least not for me. Your story is so sad I couldn’t help it.” Galinda wiped away yet another tear. “Oh Elphie, you’re so lovely and nobody knows it.”
The green girl arched an eyebrow as Galinda continued.
“I won’t do it unless you’re okay with it, but I find I want to take you in my arms and give you the warm, loving embrace you deserve.”
Perhaps Galinda had said too much, giving her new found feelings away, but she no longer cared. She would do anything to make Elphaba feel better. It must be truly devastating to live the life Elphaba lived.
Elphaba stared, open mouthed, at the blonde girl. Could this really be the same girl who had passed out so dramatically on their first meeting?
“Wait,” Galinda interrupted Elphaba’s thoughts. “I understand why it’s so hard for you now, but I don’t want you to feel like that around me. I want it to be different with us.”
Galinda had known instinctively that Elphaba would not allow Galinda to hold her, so she had quickly changed her mind. Still, there was something she could do. Something she could do to show Elphaba, regardless of what everyone else felt, Galinda cared, Galinda would be there. She was going to make a simpler gesture, one that would hopefully have the same effect.
Galinda stood up and moved slowly to across to Elphaba’s bed, not wanting to make her roommate flinch. She sat down close to Elphaba, who fought the urge to move away, and gently she took one of Elphaba’s hands in her own. Galinda entwined their fingers together until they were sat together, holding hands in peaceful silence.
Galinda’s mind began to drift as she sat in such close proximity to the green girl who had set her world alight. She studied Elphaba’s face for a reaction but she none. She watched Elphaba’s lips as her breath came gently and slowly, and Galinda took in Elphaba’s intoxicating scent. She longed to nuzzle in closer, but she was working on Elphaba’s terms, not her own desires.
After a while Galinda began to run smooth circles on Elphaba’s hand with her thumb. Elphaba enjoyed the feeling more than she dared let on. For some reason this wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable, in fact it felt like the most natural thing in the whole world. She began to relax into Galinda’s touch and an odd, calming sensation began to creep into her body as Galinda worked her magic. Elphaba’s hands were so sensitive to Galinda’s warm and tender touch that Elphaba noticed feelings beginning to grow in other more unexpected places. Was it right that one such touch could generate a chain reaction all over thebody?
Without really being aware that she was doing it, Elphaba allowed her eyes to close. Somehow she felt safe with Galinda, she felt cared for, she felt more than that, could it be that for the first time in her life, Elphaba felt sensual?
As Galinda began to draw larger circles she noticed the electrifying feeling running through her whole body but chose to ignore it, thinking first of Elphaba’s need to feel loved. Nobody had ever cared for Elphaba, everyone had turned their back on the green girl, forgetting she had feelings too. Galinda was ashamed to admit she had done the same thing only weeks prior, but that was in the past now. Now she was going to give Elphaba the affection she so greatly needed to make her human once more. Galinda longed to open up Elphaba’s heart, convinced it could be so full of love if Elphaba would just open it up.
Galinda let her eyes drift up to Elphaba’s and was surprised to see Elphaba’s eyes were shut. Galinda felt her heart leap inside. Elphaba had given in, had allowed herself to relax and even felt comfortable enough to let her eyes shut.
“Elphie?” Galinda whispered.
There was no response, Galinda smiled fondly at the green girl. Gently she let go of Elphaba’s hand and carefully positioned her so that her head lay on her pillow. Galinda then moved her legs onto the bed and thanked goodness that Elphaba had already managed to get changed into her nightdress before she had arrived. That would have been a job Galinda would surely have died at, revealing what Elphaba kept so well hidden that Galinda desired to look upon more than anything else. She threw that thought from her mind, and after deciding it would be impossible to pull the covers out from underneath her sleeping roommate, she took her own pink, fluffy blanket and wrapped Elphaba up tightly in it.
Galinda looked at the sleeping girl, she wanted to stroke that soft hair but she respected what Elphaba had said earlier, and drew her hand away.
“Galinda,” Elphaba muttered, not opening her eyes.
“I’m here,” Galinda replied.
“Don’t stop,” Elphaba let a smile creep across her face as Galinda took her hand and began to trace circles again.
Galinda wasn’t even sure how long she had been next to Elphaba, but it felt like the time had elapsed with her in a heavenly trance. She didn’t ever want to let go of that soft hand, but she was beginning to become aware of the feeling that had been creeping up inside her, that problem that still needed seeing to.
Galinda glanced at Elphaba, who was sleeping more peacefully than Galinda had ever witnessed. She was very tempted to plant a single kiss on those green lips, but thought better of it. What in Oz she would say if Elphaba caught her delivering the kiss?
Instead she whispered, “Sweet dreams, my sweet.”
Galinda flicked off Elphaba’s lamp, which was now fully equipped, like her own, with a new light bulb. She made her way into the bathroom, it was time.
Galinda emerged a few minutes later in her silky pink nightdress. She had taken off her face and allowed her hair to fall freely from the pins that had been holding it in place. She hung her dress back in the wardrobe and slipped her shoes into their compartment. There she was now, just her, the darkness, and Elphaba.
Galinda’s stomach fluttered; she was finally about to get down to the act she had been fantasising about all night.
Holding Elphaba’s hand had somehow cleared her mind of her upset, she would alleviate Elphaba’s pain now by being her loyal friend. She would change things so that people didn’t look at her in that disgusted way. She had the most influence and power in Shiz and finally, she was about to use it for good.
Holding Elphaba’s hand had created other effects too. Those moments had only served to heighten her sexual longing. Having skin on skin contact with Elphaba for so long had sent butterflies flying across her stomach and deep throbs surging between her legs. This had to be seen to now, now whilst Elphaba was sound asleep and complete unaware, now before Galinda’s unrelieved yearning caused her to burst.
Galinda slipped under the covers of her pink bed and quickly turned off her lamp. Not knowing what to expect made it all the more exciting for Galinda as she snuggled comfortably down into the bed and waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Eventually, she was able to make out Elphaba’s figure, her chest moving up and down in time with her breathing. This was who Galinda wanted, inexplicably but ardently so. Not Avaric, not Boq, only Elphaba.
Galinda preyed to Lurline once more that she wouldn’t be a squealer, and moved her hand below her nightdress, stealing up to the point she had resisted touching for longer than she could remember. She was surprised by the heat and moistness, but accepted that this was par for the course, and almost immediately wanting to feel more of the same, she slipped one finger gently inside herself.
Galinda shifted up and down slowly as she let out a pleasurable gasp, this was divine. Quickly getting into a routine, she began to run the same finger between her legs, forwards and backwards, hitting certain pressure points and quaking with pleasure. As she slipped a second finger inside, she allowed herself to thrust gently against it, conscious of her breath coming in throaty gasps.
Her eyes roamed over Elphaba’s sleeping form, and Galinda began to thrust harder so to heighten the sensations. She imaged how Elphaba would respond to the same motions. Did Elphaba ever do this in the dead of night? Did Elphaba have sexual feelings at all?
Only Lurline could know how desperately Galinda longed to kiss those green lips, how she wanted their tongues to crash together in an explosion of fireworks. She wanted to run her tongue over every part of that green body, paying special attention to those small, pert breasts. Galinda felt a bead of sweat trickle down her face as she pushed harder still. She imagined massaging them slowly and feeling Elphaba’s nipples harden beneath the touch, much the same as her own had done as she clenched her fingers inside.
Galinda allowed herself to fondle one breast with her free hand, picturing the fingers as Elphaba’s green ones, rather than her own. The other hand worked swiftly below as her moisture began to spill over her nightdress, bed sheets and down her legs. This really was the most wonderful feeling in the world, creating such pleasurable sensations whilst gazing at Elphaba the whole time.
As Galinda moved more quickly against her fingers and tweaked her nipples, her thoughts moved down Elphaba’s body to the hidden area between her legs. Galinda had a perfect v shape down there, dark and immaculate, which she kept up weekly, but Elphaba, what would hers be like? As silky smooth as her hair? Or wild, untamed, and overflowing? Galinda imagined the latter as she curled her fingers inside and let out a groan that was much louder than she had intended.
The release she had so desperately longed for was upon her now, she realised, as her throbbing hit fever pitch and she bit into her pillow to prevent herself from screaming. She moved her thumb and a third finger inside and allowed herself some heavy strokes that nearly sent her over the edge as she thrust with all he might, her eyes never leaving Elphaba.
Finally it was here, the moment of sheer ecstasy, all her desires quenched at the moment of release. Galinda’s head swam as she came more violently than she thought possible as her release covered her legs and the bed sheets.
Galinda hadn’t known what to expect but she hadn’t expected there to be so much. Pfannee had said it was only dirty girls who released like that but if being dirty felt like this, Galinda didn’t mind one bit.
As she pressed her fingers inside once more to complete the momentum, she let out a loud gasp and a wild groan, and then she did it. She couldn’t help it, the word had been on the tip of her tongue the whole way through her mounting crescendo.
“Elphie,” she cried, much louder than she had meant to as she came again, allowing her whole body to be swept away by her climax.
“Are you okay?” Elphaba’s sleepy voice came from across the room.
Galinda froze. There she lay there in the throes of a burning, powerful orgasm, with a feeling of horror growing in her stomach. Suddenly, Galinda had the feeling that Elphaba had been there, awake all along. Elphaba had seen it all.
Author: Heatherkinz
Chapter: 10/?
Rating: NC-17
Verse: Musical and Book
Pairing: Gelphie
Notes: This is the tenth installment. I am developing this into a full on Elphaba and Glinda story that takes their relationship right through what we already know and further, obviously with a Gelphie slant on things.
Summary: Galinda arrives back after her date to find Elphaba acting oddly once more. This situation is not helped when you conisder Galinda's state of sexual arousal, worryingly brought about by a new found desire for her roommate. Galinda questions Elphaba about The Philosophy Club, much to Elphaba's disgust and then they move on to more pressing matters. Galinda lets her desire take the form of a sudden outburst which distresses Elphaba considerably and they row. Eventually Galinda recognises what she has to do and she comforts Elphaba into a peaceful sleep. It is then that her own desire takes hold and Galinda finds herself "FLYING SOLO."
A huge thankyou to blowers_daughtr for making this sound so much more fab than when I started. You're a star!!!
A Time To Fulfil Unthinkable Desires.
On hearing the doorknob turn, Elphaba quickly buried herself in the nearest book on her desk. She had been doing a bit of research for Galinda’s essay so to be more helpful to the blonde. Out of the corner of her eye Elphaba had caught a glimpse of Galinda standing beneath the lamppost outside. The green girl had been drawn to the window, but when she saw Galinda head for the door Elphaba became determined not to let Galinda know she’d been staring.
Elphaba focused on the words written on the page of her book as Galinda floated in, in something resembling a daydream. Elphaba didn’t dare look up; she was more than aware of how beautiful Galinda looked, hadn’t she already told the blonde that earlier that very night? No, Elphaba didn’t need to be reminded of her sudden bout of weakness. It was better she try not to think about Galinda.
Elphaba’s mind drifted to Galinda beneath the streetlight. What Elphaba had felt while watching the beautiful girl couldn’t have been jealousy. Elphaba didn’t want a date with Avaric, and she certainly didn’t want to be like Galinda, throwing herself at every boy who came along. And yet, there was a tinge of jealousy within the green girl that she couldn’t explain. It was no more than a silly feeling, but it was there all the same. In the end, Elphaba put it down to the fact that Galinda should have been with her, studying in the library, not cavorting around with Avaric and kissing him so ridiculously in public. That was all there was to it. At least that’s what Elphaba told herself as she realized any other feelings towards her roommate would be totally unacceptable and highly inappropriate.
Galinda quickly shut the door of the dormitory, determined to keep the rest of the world at bay for the first time in years. She gazed upon Elphaba, as if for the first time, her soft skin, her raven hair, and those disturbing eyes Galinda felt herself melting into. Her thoughts flickered back to those sinful moments in the bathroom, where she had been tempted to scream Elphaba’s name. The throbbing set in between her legs once more as if it would overwhelm her forever any second. There was no doubt about it; Elphaba was the cause of the strange things she felt. There was no other explanation.
Galinda resisted the urge to move her fingers down to the burning sensation, instead she moved over to her own bed and bounced down on it loudly, hoping Elphaba would notice. Elphaba, turning around and gazing lovingly at Galinda. Elphaba, leaving her desk to come closer to Galinda’s bed. Elphaba, her slender fingers stroking the insides of Galinda’s thighs-a stifled gasp fell from her full, red lips as she shook herself out of her reverie.
Why did Elphaba still have to be awake? Galinda wondered. She hadn’t really hoped for that .
Galinda hadn’t really wanted to speak to Elphaba again that night, but now she was going to have to, like it or not. Then there was the fact Elphaba was such a light sleeper. She felt all the odds were stacked against her; still she couldn’t go on in this state for much longer. There were so many problems and longings too breathtaking to simply ignore.
Galinda considered moving into the bathroom and locking herself away there until she had managed to relieve herself, but that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted, needed, Elphaba to be there, preferably sleeping. She would have to be patient for now, she would strike up a conversation with the strange girl. After all, she was curious to know what Elphaba had been doing, staring out of the window earlier that night. There had to be an explanation for it. It was most unlike Elphaba to spend her time staring out of windows
Galinda allowed herself to shuffle about and sigh, waving her hands around, desperately trying to attract Elphaba’s attention, but Elphaba remained unresponsive.
Elphaba still couldn’t bring herself to look at her stunning roommate, let alone speak to her. Elphaba’s stomach grew uneasy as she remembered how beautiful the blonde had looked when her lips met Avaric’s. After all, she had touched Galinda’s lips, only with her fingers but the sensation created had been crushing. She wondered what Avaric had felt at such a moment.
Now Galinda had returned, and wanted to discuss her evening with that boy in an annoyingly girly manner. Elphaba wasn’t cut out for this; she wasn’t made for Galinda. She kept her eyes in the book until Galinda could wait no longer.
“Well… aren’t you going to ask me about my date?”
The question practically jumped from Galinda’s throat. She was desperate for interaction of any kind with Elphaba. Elphaba had been watching, observing, and yet now it appeared she couldn’t care less.
“From what I happened to catch outside, whilst admiring the weather, it went very well,” Elphaba remarked, wondering what the blonde would make of her observation.
“What makes you say that?” Galinda pushed, secretly hoping Elphaba would confess she was spying on her for a reason.
Elphaba slammed her book shut and turned round to face her roommate, immediately meeting sparkling blue eyes. She swallowed, feeling the uneasiness creep into the pit of her stomach once more.
“From the way your lips were glued to his, perhaps.” Elphaba tried not to grimace. “Then there was his hand so prominently placed on your…”
Elphaba couldn’t continue. She had already given too much away. She knew every little detail of that kiss as if it had been her on the receiving end, but she didn’t want Galinda to know that.
Galinda allowed herself to blush as she imagined Elphaba’s hands resting on her bottom. For some reason Elphaba had watched her kiss; why on earth had Elphaba watched?
Galinda shifted her legs, feeling the dampness between them shifting as well. This really would never do, it was killing her.
“Well Elphie, lets just say appearances can be deceiving.”
“You’re telling me that?” Elphaba grinned.
“I guess I am, yes,” Galinda giggled, noticing how perfect Elphaba looked when she smiled. Her frown lines lifted and she had a near perfect smile, if it hadn’t been for those odd fangs, stuck strangely at the back of her mouth. Galinda had always wondered about them but hadn’t wanted to ask; somehow asking didn’t seem quite right. It didn’t matter to Galinda anyway, Elphaba had dimples Galinda would have given anything for, but it was rare that they came out as clearly as they were doing now.
“So, Master Avaric?” Elphaba arched an eyebrow.
Galinda didn’t say anything, simply pulled the same ugly face Elphaba had made earlier about him, and began to giggle again. She was thrilled to see Elphaba throw her head back and laugh too.
“Looks like I was right all along then?” Elphaba smiled, “You should have gone to the library.”
“Oh Elphie, is that all you think about?” Galinda moaned playfully. “Can’t you be more interesting for once?”
Elphaba frowned good-humouredly and moved away from her desk onto her own bed. This was the bit she didn’t do so well, friendly chatter and banter. Still, for Galinda she would give chatter a go as best she could.
“What would you like to talk about then? But I’m warning you, I’m not about to participate in a debate on the advantages and disadvantages of wearing high heels in public.”
It was Galinda’s turn to frown good-naturedly as she replied, “Well really you’d be the last person to ask with your hideous boots and frightful stride.”
They both laughed as Galinda considered how Elphaba was such an odd creature at times, but was quite appealing all the same.
“Actually, I wanted to ask you about something I heard tonight.” Galinda announced.
Ever since Boq had mentioned the Philosophy Club, it had been on Galinda’s mind. How had she not known about such a thing? She thought she knew everything of importance about university life, and yet there was a place people went to for sordid sexual experiences, (wasn’t that what Boq had said?) and she didn’t know anything about it. She couldn’t be sure such a place really existed, but if anyone was to know it would be Elphaba, she knew everything.
Elphaba crossed her legs on her bed, and Galinda noticed a tiny amount of exposed green flesh before Elphaba pulled her drab nightdress over to cover her legs, much to Galinda’s dismay. Elphaba tried to look interested, more for Galinda’s sake than her own. After all, the two of them had very little in common but if they were to be friends, as Elphaba now assumed they were, there was going to have to be some common ground between them.
“Go ahead,” Elphaba replied, encouraging Galinda to ask her question.
“Have you heard of the Philosophy Club? It’s just that Boq mentioned it tonight…”
“What on earth was Boq talking to you about that awful place for? Sweet Oz, he didn’t ask you to go with him, did he?” Elphaba couldn’t contain the shock in her voice.
“Nothing like that, Elphie, no. But you have heard of it?”
Elphaba raised an eyebrow in astonishment, of all the things she had expected Galinda to come out with, this hadn’t been on the cards. It was something Elphaba knew about because it was included in the history of Shiz book she had read before going to the university. Still, she wouldn’t have dreamed of bringing it up in conversation. It was not something that appealed to her in any way, shape or form.
“Why Galinda, what a sordid thing to enquire about!”
“So you know about it then?” Galinda probed.
Galinda’s soft eyes searched Elphaba’s for an answer to a question she hadn’t asked.
“Well… I suppose everyone has heard of it, but that doesn’t mean that…”
“I didn’t know about it.” Galinda interrupted.
“Yes, and there’s a perfectly good reason for that. Places like that aren’t designed for girls like you.”
“What about you?”
“They’re certainly not intended for people like me either, not that there’s anyone else out there like me, but still, no. No, the Philosophy Club is not for us.”
“I think it sounds quite exciting.”
Elphaba looked concernedly at Galinda, suddenly understanding Galinda’s naivety and innocence. The pretty little blonde really didn’t have a clue.
“Promise me something Galinda?” Elphaba looked deeply into her eyes.
“Depends what it is,” Galinda replied.
“Promise me no matter who asks you, whether it be Boq, Avaric or one of the hundreds of other boys you will date while you’re here at Shiz, you won’t go to that place.”
“Is it really that bad Elphie? I thought…well Boq said Avaric went and I thought that would make it okay. I mean if you’re with the right person maybe…”
“Promise me Galinda?” Elphaba maintained her firm manner until she heard what she wanted to.
“Why Elphie, I never knew you cared.”
Elphaba rolled her eyes at Galinda and gave her a warning look.
“I promise.” Galinda said finally.
“Good. Now I really wish you would get all thoughts of that place out of your pretty head. I much prefer you when you talk nonsense. Talk to me about shoes, dresses, boys even, I don’t care.”
Galinda smiled, it was nice to know that Elphaba really was quite protective of her in a strange way. Elphaba wanted to shield her against the darker parts of Shiz life, and Galinda appreciated that.
“I didn’t realise you were so prudish,” Galinda mocked playfully.
“I’m not. I just don’t think two girls should be discussing the Philosophy Club in such intricate detail, especially when you have promised me you will never go, remember?”
Elphaba sent her a glance that said: no matter what you think, only over my dead body are you going to that place.
“Well, I have promised, and I can’t say I ever wanted to go anyway, really. I was just curious, that’s all. Besides, I’d much rather be here with you.”
Elphaba looked away and began to take out her heavily braided hair for bed. Galinda’s eyes followed those long fingers as Elphaba lost them in the depths of her silky, raven hair. Galinda was aware that she was staring in a most undignified fashion, but she found that she couldn’t help it. She wanted to touch, she wanted to lose her own fingers in Elphaba’s hair, and before she could stop herself, she had spoken.
“Can I do that?” Galinda blurted out.
Elphaba stared dubiously, Galinda, the girl who only weeks ago had fainted at her very presence, was now wanting to touch her hair. Elphaba suddenly found herself imagining Galinda, sat beside her, running her gentle fingers through Elphaba’s long, messy hair. It would be unbearable, and yet peculiarly alluring. She knew she would have to say something to stop the blonde; she couldn’t have Galinda doing such things.
“I’d really rather you didn’t.” said Elphaba.
Galinda tried not to frown sulkily, but she couldn’t help it, she was used to getting her way. If she wanted something, she got it-that was until it came to Elphaba. With Elphaba everything was out of place, off course, and nothing went right. The other girls in Shiz would fight over the chance to have Galinda do their hair, yet Elphaba had declined the offer, how odd.
“It’s not you Galinda. Please, don’t think that. It’s anyone really. I hate being touched, that’s all. I always have. It’s difficult for me, torments me even, but it’s nothing to do with you. It’s me,” Elphaba looked down at her feet.
“So I torment you now?” Galinda looked more than a little upset.
“No, it’s nothing to do with you…” Elphaba didn’t get a chance to finish.
“Well I am going to take that you feel I am not worthy enough to touch you, after all we have made physical contact in the past, and now you have this stupid revulsion. How charming.”
“It’s not that, I have always…”
“Save it Elphaba, it doesn’t matter. You’ve clearly got issues,” Galinda frowned and then rolled over to face away from her green skinned roommate.
“I’m sorry if I offended you.”
“You didn’t,” Galinda snapped, wishing that damn feeling would go away, realising all to late that she would never get anywhere with Elphaba.
“Fine,” Elphaba snapped back as the room descended into a deep silence.
Galinda remained on her side, forcing herself not to turn over to catch a glimpse of Elphaba. She was deeply hurt by Elphaba’s lack of trust in her, but in a strange way she understood her roommate’s reluctance. What Elphaba didn’t know yet was that Galinda was different than everyone else, she felt differently towards Elphaba. Galinda could be trusted, she just had to prove that to her roommate. After all, she had a lot of making up to do before Elphaba would trust her.
Elphaba allowed herself to lie back on her bed and stare at the ceiling, but she couldn’t hold the silence long, not when she knew Galinda was mad at her. Galinda’s behaviour in general troubled Elphaba, and she felt the need to comment on this.
“You know Galinda, you never fail to surprise me.” Elphaba waited for a response, but Galinda ignored her. “Are you listening to me?”
Elphaba sat up, debating whether to move over to Galinda to attract her attention. Instead she drew her knees up and rested her chin on them and sighed. Galinda was infuriating at times. Elphaba waited, expecting Galinda to give in but when it became apparent she had no intention of doing so, Elphaba spoke again.
“I mean, you’ve got to admit it’s a strange turn of events. When you first got here even the quickest of glimpses of me would set you off into a horrible state and now, having been on speaking terms with me for possibly less than twenty-four hours, you’re sulking because I won’t let you do my hair.”
“I’m not sulking,” Galinda stated, turning round to face Elphaba with a deep scowl on her face.
“You could’ve fooled me. You’re glowering for Oz over there.” Elphaba resisted a smirk, Galinda was surprisingly cute when she sulked, especially the way her lip curled up. “To be honest, I just don’t understand you.”
Galinda’s voice trembled as she tried not to cry.
“I only wanted to do your hair Elphie. I just don’t understand why when everyone else is so kind and lovely to me, you have to be so mean.”
Galinda sniffled a little as a lone tear fell down her cheek. Why did Elphaba always make her cry?
“Mean?” Elphaba questioned, considering she had been anything but mean.
“I only wanted to do your hair,” Galinda repeated. “It’s not a crime is it?”
“It is if you don’t like having it done, Galinda. If you don’t like being touched, it isn’t nice when someone’s got their hands all over you. To you, perhaps it is, but you seem to forget that I’m not like you. Surely you’ll understand if you try hard enough to see it from my point of view.
“I don’t understand anything about you, Elphaba, and I can’t imagine I’m ever going to.”
Galinda sighed, resigning herself to this fact; Elphaba was always going to be far beyond her.
“Look at me.” said Elphaba.
This wasn’t a request, this was a demand from Elphaba and Galinda sensed as much as she found herself falling into those bewitching dark eyes.
“I didn’t mean to upset you Galinda, I really didn’t. I didn’t mean it like you took it, my sweet. Only look at me, and then look at you. I’ve not had a moment’s peace in my whole life because of this affliction and that hasn’t been easy, but I’ve coped. Nobody has ever seen past this damn greenness, and I have come to accept that. People turn away, they flinch. You can’t begin to imagine what physical contact did to my Father. Nessa, my own sister struggled with it for years, but she came to rely on me, regardless of my skin tone. Every time I get close to someone they aren’t the only ones who feel uncomfortable; I do too. Can you understand now, why I might like to distance myself from physical closeness, Galinda? I’ve never had a friendly slap on the back, I’ve never received a welcoming handshake, for Oz’s sake I’ve never had loving arms around me! That’s the way it is, and if I can accept it I’m sure you can learn to live with it too. I’m difficult, Galinda and if you do truly want us to be friends you are going to have to remember that.”
Galinda felt another tear trickle down her cheek as she realised, for the first time, how awfully difficult it had to be being Elphaba. It hurt Elphaba more than she dared let on. Elphaba was reserved, guarded with her feelings, but her speech had given away so much, Elphaba probably didn’t realise.
Galinda found that Elphaba’s words had only heightened her desire to throw her arms around the green girl and tell her that no matter what Galinda would always care for her. To have never experienced a loving embrace was something Galinda couldn’t comprehend, it was a terrible thought. Galinda wanted to sweep Elphaba into a warm embrace and never let her go.
Oh, how things had changed. Was this really the same day Galinda had sat on the banks of the canal with her society girls? Galinda felt like a new woman, could it be she truly was growing up?
“Why are you crying?” Elphaba asked.
“I’m not crying, well at least not for me. Your story is so sad I couldn’t help it.” Galinda wiped away yet another tear. “Oh Elphie, you’re so lovely and nobody knows it.”
The green girl arched an eyebrow as Galinda continued.
“I won’t do it unless you’re okay with it, but I find I want to take you in my arms and give you the warm, loving embrace you deserve.”
Perhaps Galinda had said too much, giving her new found feelings away, but she no longer cared. She would do anything to make Elphaba feel better. It must be truly devastating to live the life Elphaba lived.
Elphaba stared, open mouthed, at the blonde girl. Could this really be the same girl who had passed out so dramatically on their first meeting?
“Wait,” Galinda interrupted Elphaba’s thoughts. “I understand why it’s so hard for you now, but I don’t want you to feel like that around me. I want it to be different with us.”
Galinda had known instinctively that Elphaba would not allow Galinda to hold her, so she had quickly changed her mind. Still, there was something she could do. Something she could do to show Elphaba, regardless of what everyone else felt, Galinda cared, Galinda would be there. She was going to make a simpler gesture, one that would hopefully have the same effect.
Galinda stood up and moved slowly to across to Elphaba’s bed, not wanting to make her roommate flinch. She sat down close to Elphaba, who fought the urge to move away, and gently she took one of Elphaba’s hands in her own. Galinda entwined their fingers together until they were sat together, holding hands in peaceful silence.
Galinda’s mind began to drift as she sat in such close proximity to the green girl who had set her world alight. She studied Elphaba’s face for a reaction but she none. She watched Elphaba’s lips as her breath came gently and slowly, and Galinda took in Elphaba’s intoxicating scent. She longed to nuzzle in closer, but she was working on Elphaba’s terms, not her own desires.
After a while Galinda began to run smooth circles on Elphaba’s hand with her thumb. Elphaba enjoyed the feeling more than she dared let on. For some reason this wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable, in fact it felt like the most natural thing in the whole world. She began to relax into Galinda’s touch and an odd, calming sensation began to creep into her body as Galinda worked her magic. Elphaba’s hands were so sensitive to Galinda’s warm and tender touch that Elphaba noticed feelings beginning to grow in other more unexpected places. Was it right that one such touch could generate a chain reaction all over thebody?
Without really being aware that she was doing it, Elphaba allowed her eyes to close. Somehow she felt safe with Galinda, she felt cared for, she felt more than that, could it be that for the first time in her life, Elphaba felt sensual?
As Galinda began to draw larger circles she noticed the electrifying feeling running through her whole body but chose to ignore it, thinking first of Elphaba’s need to feel loved. Nobody had ever cared for Elphaba, everyone had turned their back on the green girl, forgetting she had feelings too. Galinda was ashamed to admit she had done the same thing only weeks prior, but that was in the past now. Now she was going to give Elphaba the affection she so greatly needed to make her human once more. Galinda longed to open up Elphaba’s heart, convinced it could be so full of love if Elphaba would just open it up.
Galinda let her eyes drift up to Elphaba’s and was surprised to see Elphaba’s eyes were shut. Galinda felt her heart leap inside. Elphaba had given in, had allowed herself to relax and even felt comfortable enough to let her eyes shut.
“Elphie?” Galinda whispered.
There was no response, Galinda smiled fondly at the green girl. Gently she let go of Elphaba’s hand and carefully positioned her so that her head lay on her pillow. Galinda then moved her legs onto the bed and thanked goodness that Elphaba had already managed to get changed into her nightdress before she had arrived. That would have been a job Galinda would surely have died at, revealing what Elphaba kept so well hidden that Galinda desired to look upon more than anything else. She threw that thought from her mind, and after deciding it would be impossible to pull the covers out from underneath her sleeping roommate, she took her own pink, fluffy blanket and wrapped Elphaba up tightly in it.
Galinda looked at the sleeping girl, she wanted to stroke that soft hair but she respected what Elphaba had said earlier, and drew her hand away.
“Galinda,” Elphaba muttered, not opening her eyes.
“I’m here,” Galinda replied.
“Don’t stop,” Elphaba let a smile creep across her face as Galinda took her hand and began to trace circles again.
Galinda wasn’t even sure how long she had been next to Elphaba, but it felt like the time had elapsed with her in a heavenly trance. She didn’t ever want to let go of that soft hand, but she was beginning to become aware of the feeling that had been creeping up inside her, that problem that still needed seeing to.
Galinda glanced at Elphaba, who was sleeping more peacefully than Galinda had ever witnessed. She was very tempted to plant a single kiss on those green lips, but thought better of it. What in Oz she would say if Elphaba caught her delivering the kiss?
Instead she whispered, “Sweet dreams, my sweet.”
Galinda flicked off Elphaba’s lamp, which was now fully equipped, like her own, with a new light bulb. She made her way into the bathroom, it was time.
Galinda emerged a few minutes later in her silky pink nightdress. She had taken off her face and allowed her hair to fall freely from the pins that had been holding it in place. She hung her dress back in the wardrobe and slipped her shoes into their compartment. There she was now, just her, the darkness, and Elphaba.
Galinda’s stomach fluttered; she was finally about to get down to the act she had been fantasising about all night.
Holding Elphaba’s hand had somehow cleared her mind of her upset, she would alleviate Elphaba’s pain now by being her loyal friend. She would change things so that people didn’t look at her in that disgusted way. She had the most influence and power in Shiz and finally, she was about to use it for good.
Holding Elphaba’s hand had created other effects too. Those moments had only served to heighten her sexual longing. Having skin on skin contact with Elphaba for so long had sent butterflies flying across her stomach and deep throbs surging between her legs. This had to be seen to now, now whilst Elphaba was sound asleep and complete unaware, now before Galinda’s unrelieved yearning caused her to burst.
Galinda slipped under the covers of her pink bed and quickly turned off her lamp. Not knowing what to expect made it all the more exciting for Galinda as she snuggled comfortably down into the bed and waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Eventually, she was able to make out Elphaba’s figure, her chest moving up and down in time with her breathing. This was who Galinda wanted, inexplicably but ardently so. Not Avaric, not Boq, only Elphaba.
Galinda preyed to Lurline once more that she wouldn’t be a squealer, and moved her hand below her nightdress, stealing up to the point she had resisted touching for longer than she could remember. She was surprised by the heat and moistness, but accepted that this was par for the course, and almost immediately wanting to feel more of the same, she slipped one finger gently inside herself.
Galinda shifted up and down slowly as she let out a pleasurable gasp, this was divine. Quickly getting into a routine, she began to run the same finger between her legs, forwards and backwards, hitting certain pressure points and quaking with pleasure. As she slipped a second finger inside, she allowed herself to thrust gently against it, conscious of her breath coming in throaty gasps.
Her eyes roamed over Elphaba’s sleeping form, and Galinda began to thrust harder so to heighten the sensations. She imaged how Elphaba would respond to the same motions. Did Elphaba ever do this in the dead of night? Did Elphaba have sexual feelings at all?
Only Lurline could know how desperately Galinda longed to kiss those green lips, how she wanted their tongues to crash together in an explosion of fireworks. She wanted to run her tongue over every part of that green body, paying special attention to those small, pert breasts. Galinda felt a bead of sweat trickle down her face as she pushed harder still. She imagined massaging them slowly and feeling Elphaba’s nipples harden beneath the touch, much the same as her own had done as she clenched her fingers inside.
Galinda allowed herself to fondle one breast with her free hand, picturing the fingers as Elphaba’s green ones, rather than her own. The other hand worked swiftly below as her moisture began to spill over her nightdress, bed sheets and down her legs. This really was the most wonderful feeling in the world, creating such pleasurable sensations whilst gazing at Elphaba the whole time.
As Galinda moved more quickly against her fingers and tweaked her nipples, her thoughts moved down Elphaba’s body to the hidden area between her legs. Galinda had a perfect v shape down there, dark and immaculate, which she kept up weekly, but Elphaba, what would hers be like? As silky smooth as her hair? Or wild, untamed, and overflowing? Galinda imagined the latter as she curled her fingers inside and let out a groan that was much louder than she had intended.
The release she had so desperately longed for was upon her now, she realised, as her throbbing hit fever pitch and she bit into her pillow to prevent herself from screaming. She moved her thumb and a third finger inside and allowed herself some heavy strokes that nearly sent her over the edge as she thrust with all he might, her eyes never leaving Elphaba.
Finally it was here, the moment of sheer ecstasy, all her desires quenched at the moment of release. Galinda’s head swam as she came more violently than she thought possible as her release covered her legs and the bed sheets.
Galinda hadn’t known what to expect but she hadn’t expected there to be so much. Pfannee had said it was only dirty girls who released like that but if being dirty felt like this, Galinda didn’t mind one bit.
As she pressed her fingers inside once more to complete the momentum, she let out a loud gasp and a wild groan, and then she did it. She couldn’t help it, the word had been on the tip of her tongue the whole way through her mounting crescendo.
“Elphie,” she cried, much louder than she had meant to as she came again, allowing her whole body to be swept away by her climax.
“Are you okay?” Elphaba’s sleepy voice came from across the room.
Galinda froze. There she lay there in the throes of a burning, powerful orgasm, with a feeling of horror growing in her stomach. Suddenly, Galinda had the feeling that Elphaba had been there, awake all along. Elphaba had seen it all.