The creamy, delicate thighs that straddled her lap made Elphaba suddenly very glad she wasn't really born a male as she was expected to be for if that had been so, she would have been sporting a mighty large hard-on right now. Though, instead, her groin pulsed and ached, blood filling and swelling her with ravenous hunger.<br/><br/>Elphaba chortled against Glinda's neck at her impatience (and eagerness?), retracting her assault on Glinda's camisole to show Glinda's all too eager fingers the buttons on her top, helping the delicate fingers remove each button, teeth nipping along her exposed throat.