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Sparks Fly
Author: Heatherkinz
Chapter: 9/?
Rating: NC-17
Verse: Musical and Book
Pairing: Gelphie
Notes: This is the ninth 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, obviosuly with a Gelphie slant on things.
Summary: Galinda goes out on her date with Avaric, finding her mind is elsewhere, back in her room with Elphaba. She tries to convince herself that either Boq or Avaric is responsible for her strong feelings of desire but doesn't quite manage it. Her thoughts then turn to other ideas and she becomes lost in a pleasurable sexual fantasy in the bathroom of the bar Avaric has taken her too. Galinda soon realises she needs to return home as quickly as possible.
A huge thankyou to blowers_daughtr for making this sound so much more fab than when I started. You're a star!!!
Unquenchable Desire.
“Don’t wait up,” Galinda called back to Elphaba as she skipped out of their room, excitedly anticipating the evening ahead. She found herself brimming with happiness as she made her way down the stairs and out into the square where she was meeting Avaric.
Galinda looked sensational, as she always did, but it had taken her longer than usual to perfect the look. She had been flustered all day long and couldn’t seem to shake the feeling, even as she beautified herself for Avaric. Galinda had run herself a deep, soothing, bubble bath to quell the awkward sensation between her legs that she had somehow managed to connect, (however silly it might seem,) to Boq.
As Galinda had lain in the bath and struggled to relax, finding that everything seemed to bother her excessively. She had created a list in her mind that ran through just about everything that had occurred that day: failing to meet her best friends for a shopping spree, Boq with his puppy dog eyes and sweet devotion to her, witnessing random explosions that she may or may not have created, and then there was Elphaba, just Elphaba.
Galinda had heaved a sigh of relief. After soaking for a while, the blasted feeling she’d suffered through nearly all afternoon had finally subsided. Though she couldn’t explain why, Galinda felt an odd need for something more, something that would satiate the odd sense of frustration that wouldn’t pass.
As time had moved on, she had begun to feel little more like her usual self. Still, preparing for her date had been more difficult than she had expected. Usually it was a joy to pick out frilly dresses, brush her golden locks, and work on her face, but today it had been so tricky, such hard work. She simply couldn’t rid herself of that flustered look, her cheeks glowing more than Galinda thought respectable. Still, if anyone could pull off flustered-yet-gorgeously-perfect-looking, Galinda knew it was she.
Galinda delicately arranged herself on a bench in the square, quickly allowing her eyes to drift upwards towards her room. She released a deep sigh of relief as she realised her roommate was nowhere in sight. That girl was so odd, so peculiar and yet so strangely enthralling. It was troublesome to Galinda that she felt this way, but she let that slip from her mind. There would be no more Elphaba tonight, thank goodness.
Galinda didn’t have to wait long before Avaric turned up, dressed in a dark blue suit, emphasised by a golden waistcoat. She noticed he looked even more dark and handsome than usual. As Galinda studied him she realised his clothes indicated style and wealth, two things she thought highly of in a potential suitor. He was confident and sure of himself as he stepped towards her and took one of her dainty hands. Yes, Avaric would do just fine.
Avaric pressed a sweeping kiss onto her hand and then smiled, winking at her in a most flirtatious manner. Galinda wanted to blush, she knew it was proper to do so but, alarmingly, nothing happened. There was no reaction in her cheeks, no reaction anywhere she considered. How strange.
“Miss Galinda, what a sight you are tonight. How wonderfully your dress accentuates your assets,” he directed his gaze down at her voluptuous, full breasts.
Galinda nodded, unsure of what else to do. She was quite used to people complementing her, but she suddenly felt a strong urge to cover herself up. How she wished Elphaba hadn’t picked one of her most low cut and revealing dresses. This wasn’t how she was supposed to feel. She searched for something to say.
“And you too, Master Avaric, have dressed very nicely for the occasion.”
She had wanted to say something more personal, more flirtatious even, but nothing made its way into her mind in time. Now that she was here with Avaric and away from Elphaba, Galinda found she had very little to say. She didn’t want to talk. In fact, she didn’t really want to do much of anything. This was most curious, the date hadn’t even begun and already she found herself willing the night away. How out of character could a girl get in one day? It was remarkable.
Galinda and Avaric looked at each other for an uncomfortably long time, Avaric taking in Galinda’s beauty and feeling his heart rate quicken and something stir inside him, and Galinda simply staring, searching for something, anything.
“Do you want to go and get a bottle of wine in one of the street bars in town?” Avaric enquired as his desire for Galinda increased tenfold as she ran her fingers through her golden locks.
“That would be nice,” she agreed. Avaric offered her an arm which she took, somewhat apprehensively as they began to make their way into Shiz town centre.
They walked in silence, which Galinda found odd. Usually her conversation flowed easily, and she knew Avaric was no stranger to dating girls and charming them back to his room, yet he said very little. Galinda worried that perhaps he didn’t find her attractive, but she knew that was impossible; she received a couple of wolf whistles from boys who stopped and stared, and a group of girls squealed in delight as she walked past them, allowing them a quick wave. No, she looked amazing, no two ways about it.
Avaric whistled as he walked, and Galinda tried not to be irritated by the sound while she looked down at her dress. Perhaps she had worn the wrong thing, what had she been thinking letting Elphaba pick her an outfit? Just as she began to wonder if Elphaba had been right about her date when she had pulled that horrid face, Avaric turned to her and spoke breathlessly.
“Miss Galinda, forgive me for not quite being myself tonight. It’s just I have never seen such beauty as Lurline has entrusted to you tonight. I find it a little distracting, that is all. Quite frankly, it is impossible to think of anything to say when you are walking there looking like…” Avaric paused, he didn’t want to offend her, but after all, she had agreed to their date, knowing his reputation. Surely, she knew what to expect.
Galinda stared, wide-eyed; she had heard rumours about Avaric and his apparently unquenchable desire for sex, but she hadn’t expected to fall prey to it so soon in their date.
“Pure sex, Miss Galinda. That’s the only way I can think to describe you. Forgive me my manners, but I cannot help it when you fill me with such desire. May I ask you an impertinent question?”
This time Galinda managed a blush. This was the first time anyone had ever said anything of such a sexual nature to her, and she found the whole experience quite alarming. Red came to her cheeks not because she was flattered, but because she was stunned by Avaric’s openness. It was her own fault though, she considered, even her stubborn roommate had confessed she looked radiant that night, what else could she expect from someone of Avaric’s fame and reputation if someone like Elphaba was going to say things like that? Galinda remembered she was supposed to be enjoying Avaric’s interest in her, and decided it was time to take the plunge, forget her fears, and give in; after all, Pfannee had said it was a simply delightful experience when done properly.
She attempted not to appear as alarmed as she felt; she wanted to fall into this naturally.
“It depends if what you ask is entirely desirable to me,” she crooned in an overtly flirtatious voice she was sure would do the trick.
“I know it is very forward of me to ask such a thing at such an early stage in the evening, but we both know you are the most beautiful girl in Shiz and I desperately wish to kiss you.”
Galinda swooned. Avaric was so good looking, and his scent was quite appealing to her now that she moved closer to him. It would do her no harm whatsoever to be seen kissing him in such a public place, although kissing so soon wasn’t the usual practice for a first date. He was supposed to wait until the end of the date, but Avaric was a charmer; he had said very little but what he had said had been right.
“Well, Master Avaric that is rather a rude question to ask a girl at such a time as this, but I find, now that I see such a pleading look in your eyes, it would be most inconvenient of me to turn you down. Therefore, I agree.”
Before Galinda knew what had hit her, Avaric’s rough lips were upon her own. Instinctively she threw her arms around him and opened her mouth to let him in as he forced his tongue at hers with a burning need. Their tongues met fiercely and Galinda didn’t feel altogether displeased with the kiss.
It was a good kiss, made more so by the fact Avaric was clearly getting more aroused by the second. He pressed closer into Galinda and she felt his hardness against her. Yes, he was aroused and ready for whatever she wanted to give him, but where was her own arousal? She was working on autopilot, nothing more. Pfannee had explained this to her so many times but Galinda couldn’t seem to find that immeasurable pleasure, quelled only by a vast and sensuous release. That was what Pfannee had spoken of, but it wasn’t happening. Nothing was happening.
Galinda finally thought maybe she had found that feeling, not now, but earlier in the day with Elphaba when she had been hit by that arduous burning between her legs. She had been thinking about Boq and it had happened, or was it even Avaric she had spoken of when it occurred? Galinda couldn’t be sure, she didn’t even know if that was the feeling but she was sure it had been the closest she had ever come to knowing it. Yet now, here she was, engaging in a passionate kiss with a boy who was hugely attractive to her and who was obviously attracted to her, and there was nothing. Not even a sense of the feeling from earlier. Galinda didn’t feel the tingles of sensation, not in her fingertips, and certainly not between her legs. She found she was simply kissing Avaric for his own pleasure, not hers. That would never do.
Galinda slowly, subtly, managed to end the kiss, not wishing to think of the state she had left Avaric in.
She spoke calmly, pushing him gently away as he tried to kiss her again, “Shall we make our way to the bar? I’m rather thirsty.”
“Why, Miss Galinda, I had hoped…”
“I’m exceedingly thirsty Master Avaric,” Galinda interrupted before Avaric had the time to say what he had hoped would happen between them.
Galinda knew he was hoping to get lucky with her, but no, that wasn’t going to happen. She didn’t want that at all. Avaric wanting to was flattering enough, besides how was Galinda ever going to manage such an act when she felt nothing inside? Surely that would be impossible?
Ten minutes later Galinda found herself placed opposite Avaric at a table in the bar. She felt a safe enough distance away from him to no longer feel the object of his darkest desires. He had ordered a bottle of wine, but Galinda hadn’t touched hers at all, she didn’t feel like drinking and ordered herself a glass of water.
Galinda was surprised to find for someone as chatty and confident as Avaric he had very little to say. His topics of conversation bored her, and she found nothing he said was of the utmost interest to her. Perhaps she was being rude, but she couldn’t help the way she felt. Her mind began to wander, was it possible that Galinda wanted her date with the boy widely perceived to be the best looking and most popular at Shiz, to be over?
Galinda knew it was insane, but began to wonder if she wouldn’t have been better off going to the library with Elphaba, at least that would have been of some use to her. She felt sure Elphaba could never bore her in the way Avaric was so perfectly doing.
Okay, so she had received a kiss from Avaric, but it was a kiss that had done next to nothing for her. The thought crossed her mind that perhaps she was still a little sick, but she felt in perfect health.
Galinda failed to suppress a yawn as Avaric began telling a tale about some wedding his father had thrown for his brother. Thankfully, a figure she observed wandering past the bar made her heart leap. Here was her saviour. She knocked on the window and stopped Boq dead in his tracks. It wasn’t usually like Galinda to make it so obvious that a date was going hideously wrong, but for all his good looks, wealth and stylish dress, Avaric was dull as dishwater.
Boq stared disbelievingly at Galinda through the window, not believing his luck and began to retrace his steps and head into the bar.
“Miss Galinda, what a wonderful surprise to see you out here. A good evening to you too, Avaric.”
Avaric nodded politely and then excused himself from the table to use the bathroom, clearly giving up all hope of ever bedding Galinda.
“Oh Master Boq, I can’t tell you enough how pleased I am to see you!” Galinda gushed.
“You are?” Boq raised an eyebrow questioningly, not sure he had heard right.
“I know I really shouldn’t say anything but…” Galinda lowered her voice to a whisper as she indicated to Boq to take the seat next to her. “Master Avaric is frightfully dull and I’m afraid to say he has but one thing on his mind.”
“Miss Galinda, are you saying…”
“I’m saying he has a one track mind, not altogether suited to me.”
Boq gaped; there was something hugely attractive to him about Galinda speaking about such matters with him. He considered what Galinda had said and remembered this wasn’t something she appreciated; he had to rid his own mind of any inappropriate thoughts quickly. How unusual for a society girl to turn away from such things. Still, Boq recognised the opportunity to get one over on his classmate.
“They do say he frequents the Philosophy Club,” Boq pretended to be more offended than he was.
“The what?” Galinda had never heard of such a thing.
“Surely you must know?”
Galinda made a sign that stated she clearly did not know.
“Well, it’s where people, well anyone really goes for…” Boq paused, concentrating on his wording. “Well how to put this to you, Miss Galinda? Well…people go there for sordid sexual encounters, if you get my meaning?”
“No,” Galinda let out a loud gasp that drew more than a few looks from the other customers. She had never heard of such places, they sounded terrifying. She made a mental note to ask Pfannee about it the next time she saw her. Pfannee knew everything.
Boq was enjoying this; he was quickly gaining the upper hand on Galinda’s date, which was a wonderful feeling. But more importantly, he was sat next to Galinda, close to her, engaging in conversation and she hadn’t told him to get lost. After all, she had called him over. She had invited him. It was truly most pleasing.
“That’s what I have heard of the Philosophy Club at least. He’s asked me along on more than one occasion, but I don’t really go in for that sort of thing. Besides I am sure you are aware I already dedicated my heart to someone, I’ve no need for anyone else,” he added hopefully, willing Galinda to acknowledge him in some other way than as a friend.
Galinda felt she should be attempting to blush, after all, she was fully aware that Boq was speaking of her. She took a sip of her water and studied Boq carefully. If it wasn’t Avaric she was attracted to, it had to be Boq, she thought uncomfortably. Those worrying feelings had been so close before at the mention of his name. Now that she was in such close proximity with him and engaging in conversation of sexual nature, where had they gone? Why was nothing happening?
Perhaps it was because he hadn’t attempted to flirt with her. She liked flirting, it appealed greatly to her, and Boq hadn’t done it yet. That had to be it. An idea floated into her head that she knew was morally wrong but would provide her with the answer she longed for.
Was there a way she could escape Avaric and spend time with Boq alone? She could walk along the river with Boq and allow him to kiss her just the once, and her puzzle would be solved once and for all. She had to know the source of her previous arousal. It was eating away at the back of her mind, distracting her from focus.
Yet for all her thoughts, Galinda struggled to believe she could ever be attracted to Boq. He was so small and so Munchkin-like. She moved closer to him, hoping to kick-start that feeling but the close proximity only served to heighten his lack of appeal. She saw nothing desirable in him no matter how she searched. It was settled; Galinda was not attracted to Boq. It was blindingly obvious, with or without a kiss. This left only one other frightening prospect and Galinda began to feel queasy as, for the first time, she allowed the idea to race through her mind.
Avaric returned to the table and it was Galinda’s turn to excuse herself. The color drained from her cheeks and she dizzily made her way to the bathroom and leant upon the basin for support as she studied herself in the mirror.
She allowed her mind to fill with the most inappropriate thoughts she had ever been faced with. If it wasn’t Avaric and it wasn’t Boq then there was but one culprit left. It had to be her.
Galinda placed her hands over her mouth as she exhaled deeply. Elphaba. Galinda swooned, grasping the side of the basin, beads of sweat beginning to form on her forehead. She quickly soaked a towel and placed it upon her head.
Could it really be that Elphaba had created that burning surge inside her? As soon as Galinda thought it, she knew it was true; the feeling came creeping back towards her all too quickly for it to not be. The more she thought about it the stronger the feeling became. She struggled to hold herself upright against the pounding throbbing ache.
Galinda shut her eyes as she began to let the feeling take hold. Behind her eyelids Elphaba was waiting. Galinda longed to reach out for that silky raven hair and run her fingers through it desperately, tugging on the ends to heighten Elphaba’s imagined pleasure. Galinda pictured moving closer to her roommate, taking her hand and linking their fingers together, feeling the soft, cool, green skin sensually against her own. She pictured reaching out and cupping that startling green face, touching those kissable green lips, touching that long, crooked nose. Galinda envisaged Elphaba before her, and became curious as to what Elphaba kept hidden away underneath those hideous jumpers she wore, curious to look, to touch, perhaps even to kiss those discreet breasts.
Galinda felt the burning sensation hit her harder than ever, almost knocking her off her feet and prayed nobody would enter the bathroom while she was in such a state of arousal. Was that what this was? Galinda knew she didn’t have to answer that, she was sensationally stirred and didn’t want her thoughts to stop yet.
She returned her attention to the tantalizing emerald-skinned woman of her fantasies, staring deeply into Elphaba’s eyes, urging the moment their lips met to hurry along. She opened her mouth and drew Elphaba in, not a gentle kiss but one full of the passion she had struggled so desperately with. Their tongues met fervently, lips brushing lips in a moment of ecstasy.
No, this wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. She had two boys waiting for her outside, both willing to take her and fulfil all her sexual desires, and yet here she was fantasising in a public bathroom about her female roommate. Galinda had lost her mind, it was that simple. She was young and inexperienced and therefore completely delirious. She didn’t know how to go about these things, it was a simple mistake. She didn’t know what it was right or wrong to do with anyone sexually, she had just allowed herself to get carried away. She had wanted an excuse for those odd feelings and as usual, Elphaba had been there to take the blame. After all, wasn’t Elphaba to blame for everything? What difference would one more thing make?
Despite the conflicting feelings of fear, confusion, and desire, it was clear what Galinda had to do to relieve herself.
Galinda thought back to that ridiculous conversation she had participated in with Pfannee in their first week of term and wished she had paid more attention. What was it Pfannee had said? The first time it had happened to her a Gillikinese boy had used his tongue to allow her release? Yes, that was it, usually if there was build up, there had to be a release. That was the bit that felt good, sensational, Pfannee had squealed.
Galinda laughed at her own silliness. She couldn’t just walk into her room and say something as ridiculous as ‘Elphaba, I find you strangely magnetic and alluring, can you just do me a favour?’ What was the word Pfannee has used for such a moment? Why hadn’t Galinda listened? She was so naïve and yet so sure of what she now wanted, she wanted the release Pfannee had shrieked over. Galinda felt the fire in her face increase, asking Elphaba simply wasn’t an option, but she had fingers, her own fingers, surely they would work the magic? They would simply have to because Galinda didn’t have any other option at this point.
Galinda desperately wanted to experience the feeling for the first time, but she wanted to be thinking of Elphaba, or maybe even looking at Elphaba, if that were possible. Perhaps the sight of Elphaba and her gawkiness would suppress Galinda’s desire immediately, and her dilemma would be settled.
Galinda made her way back to their table unsteadily, having managed to convince herself that now was neither the time nor the place to allow such arduous longings take over her entire body.
She noticed Boq and Avaric were chatting awkwardly and also realised she had been gone for a long time. She decided it was time to pull a ‘Galinda moment’ and see which boy would emerge as her knight in shining armour.
Galinda stood at their table, colour rushing to her cheeks, making her lie more believable.
“You know, I’m not sure that I am quite well yet.”
“Why Miss Galinda, take a seat. Have you been sick again?” Boq was naturally the first to respond, being deeply concerned and besotted with the blonde.
“No, nothing like that. I just feel a desperate urge…” for Elphaba, Galinda’s mind raced, “for some fresh air,” she finished.
“I shall take you home. You’re not looking at all yourself now you come to mention it. I hope you’re not having a relapse,” Boq made to leave.
It was true, Galinda was not feeling herself, but she knew her illness had nothing to do with it. Something else had a hold of her now, something she had never experienced before.
Avaric stood up too and leaned towards Boq. “My date, my good night kiss.”
Avaric made his way over to Galinda, who pretended to be grateful for his attention.
“I think I can manage to escort Miss Galinda back to her room Boq. I am quite sure we don’t require your assistance,” Avaric’s tone was clear, Galinda’s was his date tonight and it would be his job to take her home.
Galinda sighed, she would have picked Boq had it been her choice, but she felt so weak she didn’t care which one of them did it as long as they hurried her home, hurried her to Elphaba.
Avaric walked Galinda home in silence, unkindly leaving Boq to pick up the bill. He attempted to support her, but Galinda knew his heart wasn’t in it and felt grateful for that. He had given her up as a lost cause.
When they finally arrived back in the square, she turned to face him.
“I think I can take it from her.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m fine. Thank you for…” Galinda paused, she could hardly say, ‘thank you for making me realise my unearthly desires for the odd green girl.’ “a lovely evening,” she lied.
“No worries.”
Galinda didn’t know why she chose that moment to look up towards her bedroom window, but her eyes drifted off that way and her heart leapt as she saw Elphaba, staring back at her, half hidden in the curtain. Clearly Elphaba did not want Galinda to know she was watching, but being green had to make it rather difficult to remain concealed. Galinda had to laugh.
Galinda couldn’t explain what made her do it, but she took it upon herself to manouvere Avaric into a position beneath the light of a nearby lamppost, with his back to their window. She quickly leaned forward and delivered him a full on kiss, allowing her tongue to roam freely with his, allowing herself to wonder how Elphaba would taste in comparison as she let her eyes drift upwards.
Galinda let this go on a lot longer than she would have chosen, but for some reason she wanted Elphaba to see, she wanted her to know she was kissing someone else. Would that kiss stir Elphaba into action, would she react at all? Of course not, Galinda mused, but allowed Avaric’s hand to slip down onto her bottom anyway. She looked back up towards Elphaba but the green girl had turned away, it was time to give up the pretence.
Galinda quickly withdrew from Avaric’s embrace, sharply removing his hand from her bottom.
“Well, like I said, thank you,” Galinda smiled.
Avaric looked at Galinda in astonishment. Surely she wasn’t going to leave him like this again? But without another word Galinda turned on her heel and headed back towards her room, well, more accurately towards Elphaba, Elphaba who she was so desperate to see that it hurt. The build up had been immense, and now she craved the release seeing Elphaba would give her.
There was no doubt in Galinda’s mind; she had to know if it was Elphaba who had created such powerful aches and endless throbbing between Galinda’s legs. A grin swept across her face as she thought about something else Pfannee had told her. She hoped she wouldn’t be a squealer. Pfannee had told her there were two options: you either squealed for Oz or you were a heavy breather. Galinda already had a feeling that squealing would be her forte. Besides she had an excuse this time. It was her first time experiencing such an act and she always squealed at anything new. Still, she had to remain in control. She couldn’t let Elphaba know about her secret act of desire. Had it really been Elphaba that she longed to kiss when her lips found Avaric’s? This was madness but it was the only way she could ever be sure. She knew it was so ungalindafied but that didn’t seem to matter anymore. She was going to do it, just the once, and hopefully she would be cured of this outrageous, burning passion. Elphaba would never have to know.
Author: Heatherkinz
Chapter: 9/?
Rating: NC-17
Verse: Musical and Book
Pairing: Gelphie
Notes: This is the ninth 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, obviosuly with a Gelphie slant on things.
Summary: Galinda goes out on her date with Avaric, finding her mind is elsewhere, back in her room with Elphaba. She tries to convince herself that either Boq or Avaric is responsible for her strong feelings of desire but doesn't quite manage it. Her thoughts then turn to other ideas and she becomes lost in a pleasurable sexual fantasy in the bathroom of the bar Avaric has taken her too. Galinda soon realises she needs to return home as quickly as possible.
A huge thankyou to blowers_daughtr for making this sound so much more fab than when I started. You're a star!!!
Unquenchable Desire.
“Don’t wait up,” Galinda called back to Elphaba as she skipped out of their room, excitedly anticipating the evening ahead. She found herself brimming with happiness as she made her way down the stairs and out into the square where she was meeting Avaric.
Galinda looked sensational, as she always did, but it had taken her longer than usual to perfect the look. She had been flustered all day long and couldn’t seem to shake the feeling, even as she beautified herself for Avaric. Galinda had run herself a deep, soothing, bubble bath to quell the awkward sensation between her legs that she had somehow managed to connect, (however silly it might seem,) to Boq.
As Galinda had lain in the bath and struggled to relax, finding that everything seemed to bother her excessively. She had created a list in her mind that ran through just about everything that had occurred that day: failing to meet her best friends for a shopping spree, Boq with his puppy dog eyes and sweet devotion to her, witnessing random explosions that she may or may not have created, and then there was Elphaba, just Elphaba.
Galinda had heaved a sigh of relief. After soaking for a while, the blasted feeling she’d suffered through nearly all afternoon had finally subsided. Though she couldn’t explain why, Galinda felt an odd need for something more, something that would satiate the odd sense of frustration that wouldn’t pass.
As time had moved on, she had begun to feel little more like her usual self. Still, preparing for her date had been more difficult than she had expected. Usually it was a joy to pick out frilly dresses, brush her golden locks, and work on her face, but today it had been so tricky, such hard work. She simply couldn’t rid herself of that flustered look, her cheeks glowing more than Galinda thought respectable. Still, if anyone could pull off flustered-yet-gorgeously-perfect-looking, Galinda knew it was she.
Galinda delicately arranged herself on a bench in the square, quickly allowing her eyes to drift upwards towards her room. She released a deep sigh of relief as she realised her roommate was nowhere in sight. That girl was so odd, so peculiar and yet so strangely enthralling. It was troublesome to Galinda that she felt this way, but she let that slip from her mind. There would be no more Elphaba tonight, thank goodness.
Galinda didn’t have to wait long before Avaric turned up, dressed in a dark blue suit, emphasised by a golden waistcoat. She noticed he looked even more dark and handsome than usual. As Galinda studied him she realised his clothes indicated style and wealth, two things she thought highly of in a potential suitor. He was confident and sure of himself as he stepped towards her and took one of her dainty hands. Yes, Avaric would do just fine.
Avaric pressed a sweeping kiss onto her hand and then smiled, winking at her in a most flirtatious manner. Galinda wanted to blush, she knew it was proper to do so but, alarmingly, nothing happened. There was no reaction in her cheeks, no reaction anywhere she considered. How strange.
“Miss Galinda, what a sight you are tonight. How wonderfully your dress accentuates your assets,” he directed his gaze down at her voluptuous, full breasts.
Galinda nodded, unsure of what else to do. She was quite used to people complementing her, but she suddenly felt a strong urge to cover herself up. How she wished Elphaba hadn’t picked one of her most low cut and revealing dresses. This wasn’t how she was supposed to feel. She searched for something to say.
“And you too, Master Avaric, have dressed very nicely for the occasion.”
She had wanted to say something more personal, more flirtatious even, but nothing made its way into her mind in time. Now that she was here with Avaric and away from Elphaba, Galinda found she had very little to say. She didn’t want to talk. In fact, she didn’t really want to do much of anything. This was most curious, the date hadn’t even begun and already she found herself willing the night away. How out of character could a girl get in one day? It was remarkable.
Galinda and Avaric looked at each other for an uncomfortably long time, Avaric taking in Galinda’s beauty and feeling his heart rate quicken and something stir inside him, and Galinda simply staring, searching for something, anything.
“Do you want to go and get a bottle of wine in one of the street bars in town?” Avaric enquired as his desire for Galinda increased tenfold as she ran her fingers through her golden locks.
“That would be nice,” she agreed. Avaric offered her an arm which she took, somewhat apprehensively as they began to make their way into Shiz town centre.
They walked in silence, which Galinda found odd. Usually her conversation flowed easily, and she knew Avaric was no stranger to dating girls and charming them back to his room, yet he said very little. Galinda worried that perhaps he didn’t find her attractive, but she knew that was impossible; she received a couple of wolf whistles from boys who stopped and stared, and a group of girls squealed in delight as she walked past them, allowing them a quick wave. No, she looked amazing, no two ways about it.
Avaric whistled as he walked, and Galinda tried not to be irritated by the sound while she looked down at her dress. Perhaps she had worn the wrong thing, what had she been thinking letting Elphaba pick her an outfit? Just as she began to wonder if Elphaba had been right about her date when she had pulled that horrid face, Avaric turned to her and spoke breathlessly.
“Miss Galinda, forgive me for not quite being myself tonight. It’s just I have never seen such beauty as Lurline has entrusted to you tonight. I find it a little distracting, that is all. Quite frankly, it is impossible to think of anything to say when you are walking there looking like…” Avaric paused, he didn’t want to offend her, but after all, she had agreed to their date, knowing his reputation. Surely, she knew what to expect.
Galinda stared, wide-eyed; she had heard rumours about Avaric and his apparently unquenchable desire for sex, but she hadn’t expected to fall prey to it so soon in their date.
“Pure sex, Miss Galinda. That’s the only way I can think to describe you. Forgive me my manners, but I cannot help it when you fill me with such desire. May I ask you an impertinent question?”
This time Galinda managed a blush. This was the first time anyone had ever said anything of such a sexual nature to her, and she found the whole experience quite alarming. Red came to her cheeks not because she was flattered, but because she was stunned by Avaric’s openness. It was her own fault though, she considered, even her stubborn roommate had confessed she looked radiant that night, what else could she expect from someone of Avaric’s fame and reputation if someone like Elphaba was going to say things like that? Galinda remembered she was supposed to be enjoying Avaric’s interest in her, and decided it was time to take the plunge, forget her fears, and give in; after all, Pfannee had said it was a simply delightful experience when done properly.
She attempted not to appear as alarmed as she felt; she wanted to fall into this naturally.
“It depends if what you ask is entirely desirable to me,” she crooned in an overtly flirtatious voice she was sure would do the trick.
“I know it is very forward of me to ask such a thing at such an early stage in the evening, but we both know you are the most beautiful girl in Shiz and I desperately wish to kiss you.”
Galinda swooned. Avaric was so good looking, and his scent was quite appealing to her now that she moved closer to him. It would do her no harm whatsoever to be seen kissing him in such a public place, although kissing so soon wasn’t the usual practice for a first date. He was supposed to wait until the end of the date, but Avaric was a charmer; he had said very little but what he had said had been right.
“Well, Master Avaric that is rather a rude question to ask a girl at such a time as this, but I find, now that I see such a pleading look in your eyes, it would be most inconvenient of me to turn you down. Therefore, I agree.”
Before Galinda knew what had hit her, Avaric’s rough lips were upon her own. Instinctively she threw her arms around him and opened her mouth to let him in as he forced his tongue at hers with a burning need. Their tongues met fiercely and Galinda didn’t feel altogether displeased with the kiss.
It was a good kiss, made more so by the fact Avaric was clearly getting more aroused by the second. He pressed closer into Galinda and she felt his hardness against her. Yes, he was aroused and ready for whatever she wanted to give him, but where was her own arousal? She was working on autopilot, nothing more. Pfannee had explained this to her so many times but Galinda couldn’t seem to find that immeasurable pleasure, quelled only by a vast and sensuous release. That was what Pfannee had spoken of, but it wasn’t happening. Nothing was happening.
Galinda finally thought maybe she had found that feeling, not now, but earlier in the day with Elphaba when she had been hit by that arduous burning between her legs. She had been thinking about Boq and it had happened, or was it even Avaric she had spoken of when it occurred? Galinda couldn’t be sure, she didn’t even know if that was the feeling but she was sure it had been the closest she had ever come to knowing it. Yet now, here she was, engaging in a passionate kiss with a boy who was hugely attractive to her and who was obviously attracted to her, and there was nothing. Not even a sense of the feeling from earlier. Galinda didn’t feel the tingles of sensation, not in her fingertips, and certainly not between her legs. She found she was simply kissing Avaric for his own pleasure, not hers. That would never do.
Galinda slowly, subtly, managed to end the kiss, not wishing to think of the state she had left Avaric in.
She spoke calmly, pushing him gently away as he tried to kiss her again, “Shall we make our way to the bar? I’m rather thirsty.”
“Why, Miss Galinda, I had hoped…”
“I’m exceedingly thirsty Master Avaric,” Galinda interrupted before Avaric had the time to say what he had hoped would happen between them.
Galinda knew he was hoping to get lucky with her, but no, that wasn’t going to happen. She didn’t want that at all. Avaric wanting to was flattering enough, besides how was Galinda ever going to manage such an act when she felt nothing inside? Surely that would be impossible?
Ten minutes later Galinda found herself placed opposite Avaric at a table in the bar. She felt a safe enough distance away from him to no longer feel the object of his darkest desires. He had ordered a bottle of wine, but Galinda hadn’t touched hers at all, she didn’t feel like drinking and ordered herself a glass of water.
Galinda was surprised to find for someone as chatty and confident as Avaric he had very little to say. His topics of conversation bored her, and she found nothing he said was of the utmost interest to her. Perhaps she was being rude, but she couldn’t help the way she felt. Her mind began to wander, was it possible that Galinda wanted her date with the boy widely perceived to be the best looking and most popular at Shiz, to be over?
Galinda knew it was insane, but began to wonder if she wouldn’t have been better off going to the library with Elphaba, at least that would have been of some use to her. She felt sure Elphaba could never bore her in the way Avaric was so perfectly doing.
Okay, so she had received a kiss from Avaric, but it was a kiss that had done next to nothing for her. The thought crossed her mind that perhaps she was still a little sick, but she felt in perfect health.
Galinda failed to suppress a yawn as Avaric began telling a tale about some wedding his father had thrown for his brother. Thankfully, a figure she observed wandering past the bar made her heart leap. Here was her saviour. She knocked on the window and stopped Boq dead in his tracks. It wasn’t usually like Galinda to make it so obvious that a date was going hideously wrong, but for all his good looks, wealth and stylish dress, Avaric was dull as dishwater.
Boq stared disbelievingly at Galinda through the window, not believing his luck and began to retrace his steps and head into the bar.
“Miss Galinda, what a wonderful surprise to see you out here. A good evening to you too, Avaric.”
Avaric nodded politely and then excused himself from the table to use the bathroom, clearly giving up all hope of ever bedding Galinda.
“Oh Master Boq, I can’t tell you enough how pleased I am to see you!” Galinda gushed.
“You are?” Boq raised an eyebrow questioningly, not sure he had heard right.
“I know I really shouldn’t say anything but…” Galinda lowered her voice to a whisper as she indicated to Boq to take the seat next to her. “Master Avaric is frightfully dull and I’m afraid to say he has but one thing on his mind.”
“Miss Galinda, are you saying…”
“I’m saying he has a one track mind, not altogether suited to me.”
Boq gaped; there was something hugely attractive to him about Galinda speaking about such matters with him. He considered what Galinda had said and remembered this wasn’t something she appreciated; he had to rid his own mind of any inappropriate thoughts quickly. How unusual for a society girl to turn away from such things. Still, Boq recognised the opportunity to get one over on his classmate.
“They do say he frequents the Philosophy Club,” Boq pretended to be more offended than he was.
“The what?” Galinda had never heard of such a thing.
“Surely you must know?”
Galinda made a sign that stated she clearly did not know.
“Well, it’s where people, well anyone really goes for…” Boq paused, concentrating on his wording. “Well how to put this to you, Miss Galinda? Well…people go there for sordid sexual encounters, if you get my meaning?”
“No,” Galinda let out a loud gasp that drew more than a few looks from the other customers. She had never heard of such places, they sounded terrifying. She made a mental note to ask Pfannee about it the next time she saw her. Pfannee knew everything.
Boq was enjoying this; he was quickly gaining the upper hand on Galinda’s date, which was a wonderful feeling. But more importantly, he was sat next to Galinda, close to her, engaging in conversation and she hadn’t told him to get lost. After all, she had called him over. She had invited him. It was truly most pleasing.
“That’s what I have heard of the Philosophy Club at least. He’s asked me along on more than one occasion, but I don’t really go in for that sort of thing. Besides I am sure you are aware I already dedicated my heart to someone, I’ve no need for anyone else,” he added hopefully, willing Galinda to acknowledge him in some other way than as a friend.
Galinda felt she should be attempting to blush, after all, she was fully aware that Boq was speaking of her. She took a sip of her water and studied Boq carefully. If it wasn’t Avaric she was attracted to, it had to be Boq, she thought uncomfortably. Those worrying feelings had been so close before at the mention of his name. Now that she was in such close proximity with him and engaging in conversation of sexual nature, where had they gone? Why was nothing happening?
Perhaps it was because he hadn’t attempted to flirt with her. She liked flirting, it appealed greatly to her, and Boq hadn’t done it yet. That had to be it. An idea floated into her head that she knew was morally wrong but would provide her with the answer she longed for.
Was there a way she could escape Avaric and spend time with Boq alone? She could walk along the river with Boq and allow him to kiss her just the once, and her puzzle would be solved once and for all. She had to know the source of her previous arousal. It was eating away at the back of her mind, distracting her from focus.
Yet for all her thoughts, Galinda struggled to believe she could ever be attracted to Boq. He was so small and so Munchkin-like. She moved closer to him, hoping to kick-start that feeling but the close proximity only served to heighten his lack of appeal. She saw nothing desirable in him no matter how she searched. It was settled; Galinda was not attracted to Boq. It was blindingly obvious, with or without a kiss. This left only one other frightening prospect and Galinda began to feel queasy as, for the first time, she allowed the idea to race through her mind.
Avaric returned to the table and it was Galinda’s turn to excuse herself. The color drained from her cheeks and she dizzily made her way to the bathroom and leant upon the basin for support as she studied herself in the mirror.
She allowed her mind to fill with the most inappropriate thoughts she had ever been faced with. If it wasn’t Avaric and it wasn’t Boq then there was but one culprit left. It had to be her.
Galinda placed her hands over her mouth as she exhaled deeply. Elphaba. Galinda swooned, grasping the side of the basin, beads of sweat beginning to form on her forehead. She quickly soaked a towel and placed it upon her head.
Could it really be that Elphaba had created that burning surge inside her? As soon as Galinda thought it, she knew it was true; the feeling came creeping back towards her all too quickly for it to not be. The more she thought about it the stronger the feeling became. She struggled to hold herself upright against the pounding throbbing ache.
Galinda shut her eyes as she began to let the feeling take hold. Behind her eyelids Elphaba was waiting. Galinda longed to reach out for that silky raven hair and run her fingers through it desperately, tugging on the ends to heighten Elphaba’s imagined pleasure. Galinda pictured moving closer to her roommate, taking her hand and linking their fingers together, feeling the soft, cool, green skin sensually against her own. She pictured reaching out and cupping that startling green face, touching those kissable green lips, touching that long, crooked nose. Galinda envisaged Elphaba before her, and became curious as to what Elphaba kept hidden away underneath those hideous jumpers she wore, curious to look, to touch, perhaps even to kiss those discreet breasts.
Galinda felt the burning sensation hit her harder than ever, almost knocking her off her feet and prayed nobody would enter the bathroom while she was in such a state of arousal. Was that what this was? Galinda knew she didn’t have to answer that, she was sensationally stirred and didn’t want her thoughts to stop yet.
She returned her attention to the tantalizing emerald-skinned woman of her fantasies, staring deeply into Elphaba’s eyes, urging the moment their lips met to hurry along. She opened her mouth and drew Elphaba in, not a gentle kiss but one full of the passion she had struggled so desperately with. Their tongues met fervently, lips brushing lips in a moment of ecstasy.
No, this wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. She had two boys waiting for her outside, both willing to take her and fulfil all her sexual desires, and yet here she was fantasising in a public bathroom about her female roommate. Galinda had lost her mind, it was that simple. She was young and inexperienced and therefore completely delirious. She didn’t know how to go about these things, it was a simple mistake. She didn’t know what it was right or wrong to do with anyone sexually, she had just allowed herself to get carried away. She had wanted an excuse for those odd feelings and as usual, Elphaba had been there to take the blame. After all, wasn’t Elphaba to blame for everything? What difference would one more thing make?
Despite the conflicting feelings of fear, confusion, and desire, it was clear what Galinda had to do to relieve herself.
Galinda thought back to that ridiculous conversation she had participated in with Pfannee in their first week of term and wished she had paid more attention. What was it Pfannee had said? The first time it had happened to her a Gillikinese boy had used his tongue to allow her release? Yes, that was it, usually if there was build up, there had to be a release. That was the bit that felt good, sensational, Pfannee had squealed.
Galinda laughed at her own silliness. She couldn’t just walk into her room and say something as ridiculous as ‘Elphaba, I find you strangely magnetic and alluring, can you just do me a favour?’ What was the word Pfannee has used for such a moment? Why hadn’t Galinda listened? She was so naïve and yet so sure of what she now wanted, she wanted the release Pfannee had shrieked over. Galinda felt the fire in her face increase, asking Elphaba simply wasn’t an option, but she had fingers, her own fingers, surely they would work the magic? They would simply have to because Galinda didn’t have any other option at this point.
Galinda desperately wanted to experience the feeling for the first time, but she wanted to be thinking of Elphaba, or maybe even looking at Elphaba, if that were possible. Perhaps the sight of Elphaba and her gawkiness would suppress Galinda’s desire immediately, and her dilemma would be settled.
Galinda made her way back to their table unsteadily, having managed to convince herself that now was neither the time nor the place to allow such arduous longings take over her entire body.
She noticed Boq and Avaric were chatting awkwardly and also realised she had been gone for a long time. She decided it was time to pull a ‘Galinda moment’ and see which boy would emerge as her knight in shining armour.
Galinda stood at their table, colour rushing to her cheeks, making her lie more believable.
“You know, I’m not sure that I am quite well yet.”
“Why Miss Galinda, take a seat. Have you been sick again?” Boq was naturally the first to respond, being deeply concerned and besotted with the blonde.
“No, nothing like that. I just feel a desperate urge…” for Elphaba, Galinda’s mind raced, “for some fresh air,” she finished.
“I shall take you home. You’re not looking at all yourself now you come to mention it. I hope you’re not having a relapse,” Boq made to leave.
It was true, Galinda was not feeling herself, but she knew her illness had nothing to do with it. Something else had a hold of her now, something she had never experienced before.
Avaric stood up too and leaned towards Boq. “My date, my good night kiss.”
Avaric made his way over to Galinda, who pretended to be grateful for his attention.
“I think I can manage to escort Miss Galinda back to her room Boq. I am quite sure we don’t require your assistance,” Avaric’s tone was clear, Galinda’s was his date tonight and it would be his job to take her home.
Galinda sighed, she would have picked Boq had it been her choice, but she felt so weak she didn’t care which one of them did it as long as they hurried her home, hurried her to Elphaba.
Avaric walked Galinda home in silence, unkindly leaving Boq to pick up the bill. He attempted to support her, but Galinda knew his heart wasn’t in it and felt grateful for that. He had given her up as a lost cause.
When they finally arrived back in the square, she turned to face him.
“I think I can take it from her.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m fine. Thank you for…” Galinda paused, she could hardly say, ‘thank you for making me realise my unearthly desires for the odd green girl.’ “a lovely evening,” she lied.
“No worries.”
Galinda didn’t know why she chose that moment to look up towards her bedroom window, but her eyes drifted off that way and her heart leapt as she saw Elphaba, staring back at her, half hidden in the curtain. Clearly Elphaba did not want Galinda to know she was watching, but being green had to make it rather difficult to remain concealed. Galinda had to laugh.
Galinda couldn’t explain what made her do it, but she took it upon herself to manouvere Avaric into a position beneath the light of a nearby lamppost, with his back to their window. She quickly leaned forward and delivered him a full on kiss, allowing her tongue to roam freely with his, allowing herself to wonder how Elphaba would taste in comparison as she let her eyes drift upwards.
Galinda let this go on a lot longer than she would have chosen, but for some reason she wanted Elphaba to see, she wanted her to know she was kissing someone else. Would that kiss stir Elphaba into action, would she react at all? Of course not, Galinda mused, but allowed Avaric’s hand to slip down onto her bottom anyway. She looked back up towards Elphaba but the green girl had turned away, it was time to give up the pretence.
Galinda quickly withdrew from Avaric’s embrace, sharply removing his hand from her bottom.
“Well, like I said, thank you,” Galinda smiled.
Avaric looked at Galinda in astonishment. Surely she wasn’t going to leave him like this again? But without another word Galinda turned on her heel and headed back towards her room, well, more accurately towards Elphaba, Elphaba who she was so desperate to see that it hurt. The build up had been immense, and now she craved the release seeing Elphaba would give her.
There was no doubt in Galinda’s mind; she had to know if it was Elphaba who had created such powerful aches and endless throbbing between Galinda’s legs. A grin swept across her face as she thought about something else Pfannee had told her. She hoped she wouldn’t be a squealer. Pfannee had told her there were two options: you either squealed for Oz or you were a heavy breather. Galinda already had a feeling that squealing would be her forte. Besides she had an excuse this time. It was her first time experiencing such an act and she always squealed at anything new. Still, she had to remain in control. She couldn’t let Elphaba know about her secret act of desire. Had it really been Elphaba that she longed to kiss when her lips found Avaric’s? This was madness but it was the only way she could ever be sure. She knew it was so ungalindafied but that didn’t seem to matter anymore. She was going to do it, just the once, and hopefully she would be cured of this outrageous, burning passion. Elphaba would never have to know.