It Was Just Casual

This was just casual Glinda reminded herself as she hungrily watched Elphie’s breast bounce up and down as the green girl rode her with a look of pure ecstasy on her face. She had come tearing inside their dorm room in a foul mood earlier, but refused to tell Glinda what had happened when she asked. Instead she advanced on the blonde and asked her to help her ‘forget.’

Helping Elphaba ‘forget’ apparently meant lying on her back in her pink bed with the green girl on top. Using her hips to drive both of them to madness. She kept her hands on green hips as they pushed down onto her, trying to help. Elphaba’s eyes squeezed shut as she pushed harder and harder. She had asked Glinda to let her set the pace. Let her take what she needed. Glinda was determined to respect that, but it was difficult. Oh so difficult with how delicious Elphaba was looking.

Ever since the first night on Glinda’s bed where they had removed their barriers, they had stripped naked whenever the need arose. In private of course. They no longer cared which bed they ended up in. Or if they ended up in a bed at all as one glorious memory of Glinda pounding into her friend on the floor had proven. Nothing was off limits in their room.

But this was one of her favorites. Glinda felt very lucky as she enjoyed the sight of Elphaba, naked as the day she was born, bouncing on her cock with all her might. Eyes squeezed shut, breast bouncing with every thrust down, hands linked with hers on green hips. Glinda was salivating. Elphie’s breath hitched as she opened her eyes and met Glinda’s. Probably seeing what Glinda is thinking on her face. There was still some shyness left as Elphaba looked away before leaning down and burying her face in the crook of Glinda’s neck. Moaning in her ear as she grinds down. A chorus of ‘so good’ and ‘my sweet’ whispered in Glinda’s ear, making her shiver as the roll of her hips made her head spin.

Refusing to be passive any longer, Glinda began moving her hips. Giving a small thrust up into Elphaba, matching her rhythm and making her moan even louder. She then raised herself up, placing her hands on Glinda’s chest and rolled her hips more roughly. “Fuck… baby…” At Glinda’s groan she did it again and again until both of them were panting and the bed was squeaking loudly. The grip on her shoulders was almost painful, but Glinda found she didn’t care one bit. They could bruise all they wanted as long as Elphaba kept riding her the way she was. Taking whatever it was that she needed.

The way Elphaba was growing tighter around her, the sudden stiffness in her movements told Glinda that she was close. All she needed was that little push. With that thought, Glinda tightened her hold on green hips and began ramming up into Elphaba with all she had. The change in pace seemed to shock the orgasm out of Elphaba as she came with a gasp with Glinda following closely behind. Elphaba now had her head against Glinda’s chest as she panted. “That was wonderful.” The Alpha puffed up proudly at that. Loving the praise from the Omega.

“Indeed it was.” She tucked a loose strand of black hair behind Elphaba’s ear. Smiling as the girl lifted her head to look at her. “Feel better, Elphie?” Adding a slight teasing tone to her voice.

She looked confused for a moment before blushing. “Yes. Much.” She then smiled back as Glinda sat up so they were face to face.

Reluctantly pulling out of her favorite place, Glinda pulled Elphaba closer to her. “That’s good.” Then, without thinking, another line was crossed with Glinda capturing the green girl’s lips. She felt her still for just a moment before shyly returning the kiss. Caressing her face as they kissed.

They spent the rest of the evening like that. Kissing. Naked. Kissing while naked. Soon it turned into foreplay and Glinda rolling Elphaba onto her back. Like so many times before she hadn’t shifted back, instead becoming hard all over again. Her body craving more. A teasing hand told her that Elphaba had noticed. She then proved that point by hooking her leg over Glinda’s waist and moving so close that Glinda felt the heat. What she wanted was clear as she traced Glinda’s lips with her tongue. Refusing to stop kissing, Glinda grabbed her member and pushed it back into her favorite place. “Want to make you feel good, baby.” She whispered. The pet name slipping out had been an accident, but it seemed to spur Elphaba on. Her kisses grew more feverish, and the rest of the evening was spent with gentle thrusts, kissing, caressing and heavy breathing.

Lines were blurring, but Glinda refused to acknowledge them. This was just casual.

***

It was just casual. Until it wasn’t. Clothed sex to seek release was one thing. Fully naked sex with kissing and gentle touches was something else entirely. It went beyond a simple arrangement. But neither of them seemed to want to stop. There were moments where their eyes would meet when Glinda could almost convince herself that she saw something reflected in Elphie’s eyes. Only for a moment before the need to kiss her became overwhelming. Kissing Elphie had become her new favorite activity. A thought that almost made her laugh. They spent most days driving each other wild, testing all kinds of boundaries, but it was the kissing Glinda adored. Kissing and the soft way Elphaba would look at her sometimes. The gentle ways she would touch her. The way she would sigh her name. At some point her pleasure had become the most important thing to Glinda and she would do everything she could to hear those soft sighs. Her name on green lips. Said almost reverently.

They had also begun using more and more foreplay. Lots of kissing, caressing and the occasional sucking on various parts of the body. She couldn’t truly mark her friend. It was another unspoken agreement. No biting. So, she did the next best thing. Glinda had lost track of the amount of hickeys she had left on the other girl. But she refused to stop. If she couldn’t do the real thing, then she had to mark her in some other way. She loved seeing Elphaba wear those long-necked dresses that covered every inch of her. Hiding the proof of her arrangement with Glinda. The proof that Glinda had left behind.

She would often try to get back at Glinda to the blonde’s delight. Though she found the most annoying way of doing it. Leaving hickeys of her own in the most annoying of places. Like the back of her hand leading to her friends wondering if she had burned herself. Glinda was seriously thinking of forcing her friend to replace the makeup she was wasting to cover herself. She didn’t truly want to hide it though. She wanted to show off. She may not have a mating bite, but she had this. Let them see the hickeys. The proof that there was someone who wanted to mark her like that. That she had someone that she wanted to mark. Even if it wasn’t a mating bite.

That was the problem though. She wanted to bite the other girl. She wanted to claim her. Make it known to all of Oz that Elphaba was hers. Only hers. As time went on she had to acknowledge to herself that her feelings went beyond their arrangement. Beyond friends with extra benefits. In moments of quiet contemplation she wondered if they always had. Maybe that’s why she so readily agreed to let Elphaba help that first night. The night the green girl ruined her for anyone else. She hadn’t so much as looked at another person once it had all started. She still sometimes wondered if Elphaba had enchanted her nether regions. As stupid as that thought was, it was the only thing that made sense to Glinda. It wasn’t normal to be so enthralled with something like that. But her favorite place in all of Oz was between the green girl’s legs. And she savored each time she was allowed to be there. Elphaba had spoiled her.

But it wasn’t just the pleasure she wanted. She wanted Elphaba in every way. This also meant that she struggled with reigning in her Alpha more and more. She had almost growled at Fiyero once as he came over to speak with Elphaba while they were having lunch. Only tempered by Elphie discreetly caressing her hand under the table they were sitting at. She had gotten really good at reading Glinda’s moods.

They would often share a bed now, usually Glinda’s due to the expanse of pillows. Cuddling, kissing, sleeping and of course fucking each other silly whenever the mood struck. Which it often did. She was sure all her pink stuff she had spread around the room was thoroughly scandalized by this point. All in all, she was happy. She believed that the Omega was as well. She certainly seemed to be. Her eyes told Glinda as much. She was sure that there were some suspicions around the school. People who picked up on their pheromones. The secretive way they would look at each other. Glinda would often take longer showers to try to hide the traces of their unions. She didn’t want to, but she had to. If only to avoid a speech about safe sex from Morrible. That she could happily do without.

Fortunately, most of the schools were Betas. The pheromones that drove Alphas/Omegas crazy were not as big of a problem to them. Sure, they could smell it, but it wasn’t as prominent. At least that’s what Elphaba had told her one night. “I doubt anyone could pick up the scent. Even if they did, it would just smell faintly of sex. But not who was having it. It wouldn’t be the first time a scent like that has floated through the school.” Her tone was annoyed. As if someone had been disturbing her by their urges. Ruining her study time. An ironic statement from someone who just minutes prior had moaned wantonly in Glinda’s ear.

“So, pheromones are not a problem.” Though she imagined that smelling sex without knowing where it came from would be annoying all on its own. “Hmmm…. I wonder if noise is?” Grinning at the green girl, Glinda began kissing down her body. “Wanna test it?” Elphaba had accepted the challenge with a scowl. But it only took a few swipes of Glinda’s tongue for her to grab her pillow to muffle the sounds. “You don’t think that’s cheating?” Glinda had said around a hard suck on that little nub, loving the way Elphaba stiffened. She could scream for all the blonde cared. She loved the sounds and longed for a chance to do this without caring about who might hear. Take her time to coax all kinds of delicious sounds out of Elphaba.

Perhaps one day.

For now, she would have to be content to know that their secret was still secret. Pfannee and Shenshen had no idea. Most people didn’t. They still treated Elphaba like a leper, though to a lesser extent. They tended to avoid doing it whenever Glinda was around. Or Fiyero even. He had also grown protective of the green girl. She suspected that he did know about what they were doing. Or suspected at the very least.  Something in the way he would look between her and Elphaba. He seemed to be supportive. At least she thought that’s what it was. He did occasionally give Elphaba long glances, a little too long for Glinda’s liking, with a hint of something within. But he never did anything. Never said anything. Which was just as well. Glinda did not share. She often made it a point to take extra good care of Elphaba when she noticed Fiyero’s stares lingering a little too long. Making it so that the green girl would not even think of seeking pleasure elsewhere. It was immature. Possessive. But Glinda had never had to share, and she wasn’t about to start now. 

If Elphaba noticed, she never said anything beyond an appreciation for the attention. She kept giving Glinda those soft gentle looks when she thought no one was looking. Her friends may have been oblivious to that pheromones, but they did notice the glances. Glinda ignored them. Until she couldn’t. They kept pestering her until she reminded them that she was the Alpha in that dorm room. Nothing would happen without her saying so. Playing up her arrogance, she reminded her friends that Omegas are supposed to fawn over an Alpha. It was only good that her roommate was following protocol. Knew her place. It wasn’t the entire truth, but enough to shut them up. Neither of them wished to challenge her.

It made Glinda feel gross though. So much so that she had told Elphie about it later that day when they cuddled on Elphaba’s bed. Elphie had teased her about ‘following protocol’ before using her mouth to drain Glinda of all she had. Taking advantage of the fact that she hadn’t shifted. A new sensation that Glinda hoped she would feel more times. If only she could figure out her shifts.

Elphaba’s tongue made the blonde forget all about Pfannee, Shenshen and their petty barbs. Nothing could compare to this. Nothing could make her feel any shame about this. She loved it. Elphaba would never be the stereotypical submissive Omega. But it was damn exciting that she would play with the idea. Or play with Glinda who definitely preferred the latter as she caressed the head that was making her dizzy with want. She needed to kiss her. Clothes were removed, kisses were exchanged as they enjoyed each other until late evening. Glinda hoping to convey her feelings through her actions. Let Elphaba know just what she was feeling. She didn’t dare speak the truth yet.

She loved her.

She probably shouldn’t. She still did. And she wondered about those looks that Elphie gave her. They made her believe. They made her hope. But only for the briefest of moments before reality slapped her awake. She had an image to uphold after all. A status to achieve. A fact that had been drilled into her since a young age. She could not let her heart distract her.

It was casual. Except it clearly wasn’t. Hadn’t been for a long time.

It was simple. Until it wasn’t. And it never would be again.

“Morrible told me that the Wizard wishes to meet me.”