Elphaba licked her drying lips, her hands seemingly so much larger against the tiny frame of Glinda's, her hands almost encompassing those tender mounds nestled between her hands.... she could even feel those cherry-tipped nipples poking through the lace. Elphaba curled her fingers till the tips dipped into the fabric and began to tug down Glinda's bra, fingers sliding along the edge to her shoulders, sliding the bra and straps down enough to allow the constraining lace to loosen.<br/><br/>Elphaba hissed at the nails which dug into her skin, briefly kissing at those lips that clung to her own lower lip before she leaned in to seek her lustful revenge by nipping at the side of one of Glinda's soft, perfect breasts... hands sliding in to support the twin orbs as the lace fell, revealing her snowy breasts with their cherried tips so hard and inviting.<br/><br/>"Nh... Glinda.."<br/>Elphaba breathed, her lips sliding down the succulent curve towards a nipple, green petals caressing against the hard tip while her hands held, caressed, touched and worshiped the soft shapes.