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“Galinda,” Elphaba breathes out, almost too quiet for the two of them to hear. Galinda is right behind her, after making her wait for so long, finally starting to push in.
“Hm?” Galinda hums as she pauses for a moment, checking in. She moves her head down, pressing a kiss high Elphaba’s neck and back. “Changed your mind?”
She hears Elphaba’s breath catch slightly, as if she’s considering it. Her hands fist the sheets before she shakes her head gently.
“No,” Elphaba relaxes against Galinda a bit, letting the sensation settle within her before breathily saying, “Keep going.” She feels her release the shaky breath she was holding.
Galinda smiles against her neck— she loves when Elphaba gets like this. Whiny, breathy, right on the edge before they’ve even started. Especially with this new game they’ve picked up recently. She pulls a few of her braids back over her shoulder and kisses her shoulder softly again before she pushes in further.
“Good girl,” she finds her voice going shaky as she presses all the way in to a hilt. She feels Elphaba clench around her, responding to the sudden intrusion and lets out a deep, wobbly moan that she doesn’t entirely realize as her own. “You’re taking me so good, Elphie.”
Elphaba huffs out something between a laugh and a noise of approval at the praise, and maybe the grammatical error. It’s slightly muffled as she’s turned her head into the pillow. Galinda’s palm runs up and down her side gently before it settles.
“First to move, loses,” Galinda says lowly, and snakes her hand around to lie over Elphaba’s hip. “And does whatever the other says.”
“Those are the terms we agreed upon, yes,” She hears the edge of Elphaba’s voice waver, still her usual edge of sarcasm, but as if she’s trying so hard not to let it show that she was already feeling close.
“My Elphie, still so professional even in such a scandalocious position.” Galinda bites her lip, her words coming out unsteady as she feels Elphaba twitch around her. She almost shifts her leg forward just enough, “That has to be cheating.”
“Galinda— I can’t help that,” Elphaba goes to turn her head, to shoot a look back at Galinda.
“Why not?” She says teasingly, and Elphaba can’t help but wonder how Galinda manages to hold herself together so well in moments like this. Her tone gone sultry and low in Elphaba’s ear all of a sudden, “I’m not moving.”
“Well— no , because,” Elphaba starts, but she stops, letting out a whine instead of finishing her words. Galinda feels her flutter around her again, and she swallows hard. She feels herself almost twitch.
Elphaba moans softly, and as she does, “You’re so deep, Galinda.”
“But you can take it,” Galinda kisses her neck softly, then took her time swirling her tongue over the soft skin, the only movement she could truly do to ease the feeling building up between them. “You’re not forfeiting on me now, are you?”
No answer, besides Elphaba’s head tilting up to give Galinda more access.
It wasn’t long, not at all, before Galinda was the one gripping at the sheets, turning her face into the pillow next to her to muffle her huffing breaths. She could feel every small movement Elphaba made around her, and with no escape, she realized she may have walked into this a little too confidently.
“Elphie,” Breathlessly, she brings her thumb to rub circles lovingly into Elphaba’s shoulder. Maybe it’s to ground herself, maybe it’s to try and convince Elphaba to shift her hips back just the slightest bit. “You’re— I’m going to—“
“Hold it, sweetness,” Elphaba reaches a hand up to set it on top of Glinda’s, and pulls it over her shoulder to rest on her breast. She guides her to squeeze gently and lets out a sigh, “Please, just a little bit longer—“
The nickname, the breathless of Elphaba’s voice and what she said, the softness of her breast under Galinda’s palm, it was all too much. Even if she had wanted to keep going, to try and win, she wouldn’t have had a choice.
“Galind—“
She twitched. And then, before she could process it, she’s spilling deep into Elphaba. Her hips stuttering and grinding against her desperately with a loud, guttural moan. The sudden movement made Elphaba cry out as well, clenching Galinda’s hand over her chest as she dug her hips back into her. The stretch already felt impossible, but being so full of Galinda, it was almost too much for her to bear.
Galinda moves back and forth slowly through the waves of her orgasm, rocking them gently. Elphaba can’t make out anything she’s saying, Galinda still pants against her neck and her praises are muffled. Another clench around her. “Oh my god, please ,”
It takes her a moment to catch her breath and muster up the ability to speak loud enough, but Elphaba says softly, cheekily through her tiredness, “Cheating?”
“Hardly,” Galinda replies breathlessly, and if she was able she’d have probably flipped her hair. Her rocking comes to a halt and she pulls Elphie closer, if possible. She breathes in the smell that is so uniquely Elphaba, lingering with her own sweat. Just them. She palms Elphaba’s breast while thinking for a moment. “I want a redo.”
“Now?” Elphaba almost laughs, the surprise in her voice thinly veiled.
“I want to stay like this for right now,” she murmurs and shifts closer to Elphaba. She gasps slightly at the pressure, tenses a bit, but sinks back into Galinda’s embrace after a moment. “I won’t move now.”
“Okay,” Elphaba settles. “We can’t stay like this forever, you know.”
No response. Just Galinda stroking her side, lovingly, and burying her face deeper into the crook of her neck.