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Galinda points her training wand at the coin on the table in front of her, trying to ignore Elphaba’s entrance into the room as she focuses all of her mental energy on lifting it. She furrows her brow, squints her eyes, and grips her wand tightly. Taking a deep breath, she calmly commands, “Float.”
Nothing happens.
Galinda feels her frustration rising. She’s been at this for nearly an hour, already. She tries to loosen her grip on the wand and relax her body, like Madame Morrible has been constantly reminding her. She clears her throat, pictures the coin slowly rising into the air, and says, “ Float .”
…Nothing happens.
“Oz damn it,” she swears, smacking the wand into her other palm repeatedly. “I didn’t think magic would be this hard. ” She hates how whiny she sounds, but she can’t help it. This is completely impossible.
“Maybe,” comes Elphaba’s hesitant voice from across the room, drawing Galinda’s attention, “it’s harder for you to make magic because things have been kind of easy for you… so you don’t need it.” She just thinks of me as a rich, spoiled, brat, Galinda thinks sadly, though Elphaba isn’t being cruel. It’s Galinda’s own fault she thinks of her that way.
Elphie doesn’t look at her as she says any of this, though, which is off-putting; Elphie is always direct with her, like no one else is. Even if she was doing something as she talked to her, she would always at least give her a glance or a smile. Galinda gets neither, this time.
Her stomach churns uncomfortably with a feeling she’s been trying to ignore for the past few days, ever since Elphaba sent poppies into the air in the middle of that horrendible sham of a class. She felt it as soon as she woke up, when she realized Elphie had left without her; it doubled when she realized that Fiyero was gone, as well.
At first, Galinda thought that she was upset because her boyfriend had run off with another girl. That’s what she normally would have felt in any of her past relationships, anyway. But after a day or two of analyzing these unfortunate feelings in the dark of the night, she realized that she was actually upset that Elphaba had run off with Fiyero instead of her .
Which is… strange. Is her bond with Elphie really that much stronger than her bond with Fiyero? (Her instant, instinctual answer when she’d first had that thought was a resounding, obvious yes . She still hasn’t quite gotten over that particular revelation.)
The thing is, Elphie has been weird since that day, as well. Galinda has been chalking it up to her being upset about Dr. Dillamond and the new Animal laws, but Elphaba hasn’t been talking about it at all, so she can’t truly be sure.
Galinda’s heart pangs in her chest as she watches Elphie sit down with her notebook. She really is so beautiful, even with her brow furrowed as it has been for days; Galinda can’t understand how she’d ever been able to tell her now-friend anything to the contrary.
If I don’t want Elphie to think of me as a selfish, spoiled brat, Galinda thinks, then I have to show her otherwise.
She pauses, swallowing hard, before speaking. “Elphie?” she says softly. Green eyes don’t look up from where Elphaba is writing in her notebook. “The other day, when everyone fell asleep? When I woke up…” That’s when Elphie’s hand freezes and her gaze lifts from the book, though she still doesn’t look at Galinda.
“...and the lion cub was gone,” Galinda continues, “so were you and Fiyero.”
Elphie finally looks up at Galinda, but it’s to brush her off. “He just helped me rescue the cub,” she gives as an explanation before going back to her notebook.
Oh. She just thinks that I’m jealous and possessive and want him all to myself. Galinda’s stomach turns again. But that’s not it. “Right,” she says uneasily. She needs Elphie to listen to her, to look at her. She can’t stand having this invisible wall between them, especially knowing that it’s because Elphie doesn’t trust her. She gets up and walks over to sit on the opposite side of the double-sided chair her green friend is seated on, kneeling on the cushion and resting her arms on the barrier between them. She stares at the back of Elphie’s head as she continues talking. “But… I would’ve helped you. If you needed someone… you could’ve picked me.”
Because that’s the root of the issue: she needs Elphie to know that she can depend on her, that Galinda will be there, by her side, helping her face whatever adversity comes her way. Forever, if she’d let her.
A moment passes, so long that Galinda is briefly worried that Elphie still won’t look at her. But the notebook is placed to the side, and Elphie stands for a second to turn and mirror Galinda’s position on the chair. Galinda feels vulnerable, sitting there, waiting for Elphaba to speak her mind. She expects Elphie will tell her exactly why she didn’t pick her to rescue the cub, and Galinda’s not sure she can handle that.
“I’m sorry,” Elphaba says, instead. Galinda’s breath catches in her throat. “It was a mistake.”
Galinda finds herself nodding along while green hands grasp hers. It had been an accident? Elphaba hadn’t meant to leave her like that? Her heart feels ten times lighter, just with that. She suddenly finds it hard to look at her friend, something embarrassing pushing its way up to make her duck her head.
Elphaba tilts hers down, though, so she can catch Galinda’s gaze with her own. “I won’t leave you behind again,” she promises earnestly with her signature crooked smile. Her low voice sends a shiver down Galinda’s spine, and now she can’t look away from Elphie’s gorgeous green eyes. That’s all she wants, to go everywhere with Elphaba, see everything with her, just simply… be with her. Always.
Even now, just holding hands with Elphie doesn’t feel like enough to show her how important she is to Galinda. She wants to be closer, so she reaches out a hand that, without thinking, lands on the side of Elphie’s neck. Her thumb absentmindedly strokes the green skin just underneath her jaw. Galinda’s eyes are drawn to where she can see Elphaba’s pulse fluttering under her skin, and she presses her thumb there to feel it for herself.
She feels Elphie gasp when she does this, which draws her gaze back up to meet dark green eyes. Are they darker than usual? Her attention is brought down to full, green lips as they part slightly. Galinda’s heart leaps when she sees Elphaba’s tongue dart out to wet them. She’s mesmerized by them, and before she can stop herself, she’s leaning forward until her own lips are pressed against them.
Galinda thinks this must be what wielding magic feels like, for she feels like she’s flying while kissing Elphie. The pulse under her thumb is racing , but so is her own. This is what she’s been wanting, what’s been missing. This is why she cares so much about what Elphaba thinks, popularity be damned. Kissing Fiyero, just being with Fiyero feels absolutely nothing like this–because she’s completely in love with Elphaba Thropp.
Just as she’s about to pull back, hint of embarrassment creeping up from her chest as the epiphany settles over her, she feels one of Elphaba’s hands shakily come up to rest on top of the one she has on the side of her neck as she finally pushes forward into their kiss. Galinda can’t hold back a whimper at the feeling. Is this truly happening?
Their lips become more exploratory, pushing and pulling against each other as the kiss slowly deepens. Galinda swipes her tongue over Elphie’s bottom lip, which drops as she gasps in response. Galinda finds herself rising up on her knees and using the hand on Elphaba’s neck to support her as she tilts her head back and continues to kiss her, breathing her in. She feels an urge to devour Elphie, as if she just can’t get close enough, so she gently pauses the kiss and climbs over the barrier to straddle Elphaba’s lap. Elphie, following her, moves so she’s sitting with her feet on the ground and instinctually places her hands on Galinda’s hips to stabilize her.
Galinda puts her hands on either side of Elphie’s neck. She furrows her brow as she feels Elphaba’s muscles trembling beneath her palms. “Elphie,” she says worriedly, “are you cold?”
Elphaba breathes out a shaky laugh. “Actually, I’m rather overheated right now.”
Well, the shaking is concernifying if it’s not because she’s cold. “Do you… not want to?” she tries her best not to sound sad or disappointed at the possibility. She’s not sure she succeeds, so she tacks on, “It’s totally okay if you want to stop, really. This is… a lot.” And it’s true; her chest feels like it might explode with how harshly her heart beats against her sternum. She absentmindedly plays with the loose black braids behind Elphie’s neck. Oz, she’d wanted to prove to Elphie how reliable she is, and here she is trying to jump down her pants.
Green hands tighten momentarily on Galinda’s hips, making her tense as she tries not to end up grinding against Elphie before she has permission to continue. But that low voice comes again, saying, “I don’t want to stop. I want…” Elphaba stares at Galinda, trailing her eyes down and over what she can see of her body. “I want you, Galinda, truly. I’m just… nervous. And what about F-Fiyero?” She lifts her eyes to anxiously meet Galinda’s once more.
The heiress nods, suppressing a shiver under Elphie’s focused gaze. “I get it. I’m nervous, too.” She brings one of Elphaba’s shaking hands up to rest on her pale chest, right over her racing heart. Elphie’s eyes widen at the feeling. “I did think I wanted to be with Fiyero, but… I’m going to leave him. He’s perfect–or at least, he should be. But he doesn’t feel perfect… not like you.” The corners of Galinda’s lips rise slightly as she feels Elphie’s fingers twitch against her skin. “It took me this long to realize just how much I want you, Miss Elphaba; I’m terrified that I’ll mess it up. But I do want you.” She reaches up to stroke gently against a green cheek. “In all the ways. Forever, if you’ll have me.”
Elphaba stares at her in wonder and takes a slow, shaky breath. When Galinda gives her a small smile, she’s taken aback as a still-trembling hand moves up to her back and pulls her forward into a kiss. Galinda moans against her lips and slides a hand into Elphaba’s long, dark hair to keep her close.
She can feel Elphie’s whole body shaking beneath her. She tries to kiss her slowly, gently, until her nerves ease, but that moment doesn’t come. Worried, Galinda calmly pulls back from their kiss and strokes Elphie’s hair. “Darling, are you absolutely positive this is what you want?” With her body reacting like this, Galinda really isn’t sure.
Elphaba, however, smiles softly up at her, showing off that gap between her two front teeth that Galinda thinks is simply adorable. “I promise you, Galinda, I am irrevocably in love with you. I want to do this.”
Galinda gasps. “Oh,” she says on a breath. “Oh, Elphie, I love you so much.”
She leans down and kisses her Elphaba firmly, sucking a green bottom lip between her own. She can feel as much as hear Elphie moan into their kiss. As hands clutch at her back, Galinda notices something that makes her pull back.
“Elphie…” she grabs one of her hands and brings it between them to study it. “Did you… trim your nails?”
Elphaba blushes, her cheeks turning a dark bluish-green. “I–yes. I do on occasion. It’s–it’s coincidental that I happened to choose today to do it.”
Galinda hums and studies the girl beneath her. She gives a suggestive smirk that makes Elphie’s lips part in a soft gasp. “What a lucky coincidence, indeed,” she murmurs before leaning down to kiss her once more.
This time, she sets to work on unbuttoning Elphaba’s vest. Her own hands are shaking a bit, now, though still not as much as Elphie’s. The third button gives her trouble until she yanks her hands back and drops them into her lap roughly with a curse. Elphie smiles up at her gently and undoes the button, herself, the shakiness momentarily ceasing.
Galinda returns the soft smile and moves to start undoing the buttons on her own shirt. She can only get the top few undone before she has to move to the buttons on the side of her dress, instead.
Soon, they are both topless, with Elphaba still in her skirt and tights and Galinda in only her underwear, dress and shirt undone and dropped to the floor. Galinda takes a moment to stare at her love’s gorgeous green skin, drinking in the sight of freckles dusting her chest all the way down to her forest-green nipples. “We should probably lock the door,” she whispers, throat dry. She reaches out to lightly trail a finger from Elphie’s collarbone down her sternum to her navel.
Elphaba gasps, fingers twitching. A resounding click comes from the door, drawing both of the girls’ gazes. Galinda’s jaw drops in astonishment as she realizes what’s just happened and turns back to her love. “ Elphie , you’re amazing!”
Elphaba blushes deeper, ears burning even though a small, proud smile spreads on her face. When Galinda kisses her again, she moves her slightly-trembling hands to grasp at the pale skin of her back and arches up against her. Hungry, wet kisses move from Elphaba’s lips to her jaw, then to her neck, where Galinda finds her pulse with her tongue. She pauses there for a bit, licking and sucking and nipping at the green skin there until it’s nearly purple.
Galinda gets a thrillifying feeling shooting from her heart to between her legs at the idea that she’s claimed Elphie, that everyone will be able to see the evidence that Galinda was here, doing this with Elphaba Thropp. She moans against her lover’s neck and slides her hands to cup Elphie’s perky, perfect breasts that fit in her palms so well. She squeezes firmly, and Elphie groans above her.
Her breathing is still a bit shaky, and Galinda can still feel the nerves coursing through Elphaba’s body. She focuses all her attention on keeping things slow so she can ease Elphie into this.
Galinda’s had sex before, with boys, but not with someone she cared for this deeply–not with Elphaba . So, this is nerve-wracking for her, as well. It’s like she can feel her pulse all throughout her body, like Elphaba’s touch and kiss has made her hypersensitive to everything.
It’s astoundifying.
Galinda starts moving her kisses lower until she has to get off of Elphaba’s lap to continue. She kneels down in front of her and places her hands atop Elphie’s tights-covered knees. She meets her lover’s heated gaze and raises an eyebrow in a silent question. She can see Elphie’s throat bob as she swallows before nodding.
Galinda pushes her knees apart and slowly slides her hands up Elphaba’s thighs. She has her fingers spread wide, touching as much of her as she can until she reaches her hips. She glances up again for further permission, and Elphaba lifts her hips in response. Pink lips lift in a smirk as Galinda pulls Elphie’s tights and underwear down to her ankles.
And oh , what a beautiful sight. Galinda pushes the front of Elphie’s skirt up, leaving it on so as not to risk ruining the furniture. What she sees is a nest of black hair covering a flushed, wet cunt that Galinda finds herself leaning in to taste without even thinking. When her tongue first touches soaked curls, both she and Elphaba moan loudly.
Elphie suddenly has one hand tucked into the hair at the back of Galinda’s head, pulling her in close. Galinda wraps her arms under green thighs and places her hands on Elphie’s hips, holding her in place, as well. Elphaba’s other hand joins one of hers, fingers folding together as Galinda licks at her lover’s core.
She can feel Elphie’s thighs trembling on either side of her head and decides to keep her eyes open to watch her as she does this. When she runs her tongue over Elphaba’s entrance, she sees her eyebrows shoot upwards. Galinda kisses at Elphie’s clit before lightly sucking it between her lips, and Elphie throws her head back with a moan. All these little things, Galinda finds, are marvelously fun to discover.
But, Elphie is still trembling. Galinda pulls back minutely, just enough to be able to say, “Elphie, look at me.” She waits until dazed green eyes meet hers before continuing, “Keep your eyes on me, okay? I’ve got you.” Elphie nods, so Galinda leans back in.
This time, when she does all those things with her tongue and mouth that she’s found Elphie loves, it feels about ten times more intense with their eyes locked together. Galinda starts to feel her own pussy throb when Elphie moans or whimpers or pulls at her hair. She clenches her thighs together to try and achieve at least some kind of friction.
Galinda goes back up to Elphie’s clit, and her lover holds her there tightly as she moans from above her. Galinda takes the hand that Elphie isn’t holding off of her hip to under her chin, where she reaches two fingers out to slide through Elphie’s lower lips.
She hovers around Elphaba’s entrance, pausing and raising an eyebrow at her love. Elphaba nods quickly, and their eye contact is briefly lost as her eyes squeeze shut at the feeling of one of Galinda’s fingers entering her. Galinda moans as she sucks at Elphie’s clit, feeling wet walls clench tightly around her finger.
Experimentally, she pushes another finger inside and curls them both up gently. Elphie gasps and squeezes Galinda’s hand tightly. “Oz, Galinda, don’t stop!” she moans.
So, Galinda continues licking and sucking at Elphaba’s clit while her fingers push and curl faster inside her, eventually adding a third finger.
“Yes, Galinda, please –”
Galinda moans into Elphaba’s clit as she thrusts her fingers deep and curls them upward, hitting a spongy spot that makes Elphie toss her head back as her body seizes. The pages of Elphie’s forgotten notebook flip rapidly as a surge of energy flows around the room.
It’s only now that Galinda realizes that Elphie wasn't shaking while they were looking at each other.
Elphie relaxes back into the chair, breathing heavily and looking down at her with heavy-lidded eyes. Galinda removes her fingers from inside her lover and sits back, quickly popping them into her mouth to clean them. When she stands, she finds Elphaba looking up at her in amazement and has to smirk. She shimmies her underwear down her legs before placing her hands on Elphie’s shoulders to stabilize herself as she climbs back into the green girl’s lap.
“Would you like to touch me, now, Elphie?” she asks sweetly, hands playing in the black braids she’s found.
Elphaba chokes back a whimper. She starts trembling a bit, again, though not nearly as intense as before. “Y-yes, but… I don’t know how, exactly.”
Galinda brings a hand up to tuck her index finger beneath Elphie’s chin, running her thumb lightly across her bottom lip. “Have you ever touched yourself, darling?” At Elphaba’s blush and quick shake of her head, she continues. “Well, lucky for you, I can teach you. If you’d like.” When Elphie hurriedly nods, she continues. “Good. For our first lesson, I’ll make it easy on you and do most of the work; you’re going to let me ride your fingers.”
Elphaba’s breath catches. “Oz…”
Galinda smirks and picks up one of Elphie’s hands. Rising up on her knees, she positions Elphie’s hand with the back of her palm resting against her thigh and moves to hover above it. “With me, you can start with two.” She folds her other fingers down for her. “I’ll tell you when to add another, okay baby?”
“Okay,” Elphaba breathes, eyes wide as they travel from Galinda’s face down to where her hand is resting just below Galinda’s pussy.
Galinda lifts her head up by the chin again and kisses her firmly as she sinks down onto Elphaba’s fingers. Both girls moan into the kiss, heads tilting as their tongues push together.
Galinda lifts herself up and down slowly until she builds a steady rhythm. When Elphie curls her fingers as she thrusts her hips down, she cries out at the wonderful feeling. “More,” she instructs eventually, whimpering as Elphie adds another finger inside her. She finds herself clinging to Elphaba desperately as she moves her hips up and down, quickly becoming overwhelmed. “I love you,” she nearly sobs into their kiss.
Elphie brings her free hand up to Galinda’s hip, helping to steady her as she grinds against her thigh. “I love you, my sweet,” she murmurs, breathless. “You’re so beautiful.”
Galinda’s knee slides forward accidentally and presses against the wetness still present under Elphie’s skirt. Her lover’s breath hitches as she thrusts her hand harder into Galinda in response. Galinda stills her hips, pulls back from the kiss, and tells Elphaba again, “Look at me, Elphie.” When green eyes meet her own, Galinda slides her hand down until she has a finger sliding through Elphie’s wet curls, pressing against her clit.
Elphie whimpers, and Galinda starts moving her hips in time with her own hand. They soon find a rhythm that has them both gasping against each other’s open mouths, lips grazing and breath mingling as they stare into each other's eyes. Galinda can feel an energy she recognizes as Elphie’s magic growing stronger between them like a magnet, pulling them close and amplifying every sensation.
Galinda can predict the moment Elphaba is about to come right when her eyes widen just a tiny bit and her eyebrows furrow together and upwards. “That’s it, Elphie,” she moans, chasing her own orgasm on her lover’s fingers. “Come with me, my love. Let me see you fall apart.”
“Galinda–ah!” Elphaba sobs, head tossing back like it did before as her hips jerk up against her. Several books fly across the room behind them, and the lights flicker off and on for a moment before stabilizing. As Galinda spasms around Elphie’s fingers, she leans forward and bites the tempting expanse of bare, green skin of her neck, muffling her moans.
They stay like that for a long moment, breathing against each other as their bodies calm down. Galinda continually presses soft, open-mouthed kisses all over Elphie’s shoulder, neck, and jaw until she’s made her way back to her lips. She gives her a slow, gentle kiss before pulling back to rub their noses together. “I can’t believe it took me this long to realize how enamored with you I am,” she says dreamily. “This feels so incredibly right , doesn’t it?”
Elphie hums with a smile. “I agree. Although, I have to admit,” she looks a bit sheepish, “I’ve thought about something like this happening… quite a bit.”
Galinda’s jaw drops. “You’ve liked me this whole time? ”
“Well, I didn’t know until the Ozdust…”
Galinda scoffs and shakes her head. “Elphaba Thropp, you are the bravest person I’ve ever met–why did you not say anything?”
Elphaba raises an eyebrow. “You literally kissed Fiyero that night.”
The blonde visibly deflates at the reminder. “Ah. Yes. That. Well, I suppose I can’t blame you for being respectful.”
Green lips tilt in a smirk. “I just… wanted you to be happy.” She shrugs. “If I couldn’t be the one to do it, I wasn’t going to stand in your way.”
Galinda cups both sides of Elphaba’s face and strokes her cheeks with her thumbs. “You make me the happiest I’ve ever been, Elphie. I didn’t even know it was possible to feel this happy.”
Elphie’s cheeks flush. “I had hoped,” she admits, “but this is beyond any dream, I think.” She reaches up and tucks a lock of golden hair behind Galinda’s ear before cupping the back of her neck. “I think you are truly the most beautiful, strong, intelligent person I’ve ever met. I can’t believe you want me back.”
Galinda’s breath catches on a gasp. She thinks all that about me? Not that Galinda is a spoiled brat or unreliable? Tears well up in her eyes, and she dives into a hug so she can hide her face in Elphie’s neck. She feels strong arms wrap around her back, a hand at the back of her head.
“I’ve got you, my sweet,” Elphie whispers. “I love you so much.”
Galinda’s never believed that statement as much as she believes it from her Elphie. For once, someone isn’t saying it simply because of her social status or beauty.
Galinda finally feels truly seen.