Hot, desperate, lucid desire sluiced through her veins making every nerve, every hair tingle with it. Kiss-bruised lips parted she panted, body afire, brown eyes darkened and half-lidded with lust, and she nodded, walking Glinda backwards towards her meager, hard bed while she resumed her heated assault. Scalding lips claimed the pale column of Glinda's neck, marking it with kisses, scraping the warm skin with her teeth until their movements reached her bed.<br/><br/>Elphaba gently but hastily sat herself onto the worn bed and pulled Glinda onto her lap, lips and teeth never left her neck in the whole process. Hands pawed at the thin camisole, wanting to feel more of Glinda's pale flesh under her hands.