Elphaba was grateful. Oh, so grateful that she wasn't being pushed away right now.. that she was receiving such affection from someone so wonderful, so beautiful, so pure... and someone from her past.  That brief beautiful time, where she had been met with real friendship and had had at one point real hope for her future...<br/><br/>A soft, hoarse chuckle bubbled in her throat.<br/><br/>"It doesn't hurt much...."<br/>She lied but, in fact.. she would much rather be...<br/><br/>Seeing as she hadn't been turned away the first time, Elphaba angled her head down and caught Glinda's salty lips with her own once again, quietly devouring the soft bits of flesh finding she did not want to stop... not for anything. Not now, not ever.