Glinda threw her head back at the sudden, much needed friction, releasing her otherwise so angelic voice in a sound of pure lust and need. Oh yes, she was wet - she could feel the damp texture against her liquid-sheened arousal and she was certain that Elphaba was very aware of how much she was wanted. Likewise Glinda had no reason to doubt that Elphaba wanted her in ways they'd never have dreamed of before.<br/><br/>As the friction increased, Glinda's head fell forward, hungrily against Elphaba's neck, to put that hot energy into kisses, nibbles, licks and suction against the skin of a green sex fairy, who took somuch control over her. Again, her nimble hands eagerly wandered to the hem of Elphaba's skirt. She wanted it off ... she wanted to feel<em>Elphaba's</em>moisture down there, see those lovely hips scantily clad in underwear, watch them move, dig her nails into the skin...