This flavor, this heat, this feeling... this is what Elphaba wanted, not from just any John or face in the crowd but from this single warm, soft, beautiful body now so closely pinned to herself. Her mind could hardly registered the reality of this situation, leading her to acquire a dream-like feel to this moment (of course that could be attributed to her lack of oxygen, racing pulse and adrenaline)... could this really be happening?  There was time to think of regrets or to worry about fears or repercussions, this moment was too beautiful, too long in coming to be ruined by that nagging conscious...<br/><br/>Elphaba inhaled sharply at those small nails clawing up her back as they did which sent goosebumps and shivers throughout her narrow frame.  She slipped and slithered her oral muscle, twining with Glinda's and slowly gaining ground into her warm mouth. Itching fingers gently clawing at those delicious hips grinding ever so slightly, fanning her own desire.