"Oh yes... I am. With you here, I'm sure I am..." Glinda breathed out, leaning over to plant kisses on the closed, sleeping blossoms that shaped Elphaba's boobs. She kissed the portruding tip of the bud, as if that could induce non-existing petals to unfurl and blossom. Then, like a diligent bee, she moved on to the other, feasting from that bud as well.<br/><br/>Slowly, her hands pushed the cloth down Elphaba's arms, freeing the green velvet from the restrictions of the contrasting cloth, letting it slide to frail-looking elbows and rest there. Oh yes, she was beautiful, may she know it or not, especially now as the last sunlight sweeped over her. The twilight bounced off her fine green skin in multiple colors which lightly faded into one another, caressed the curves and drew artful shadows over her.