I'm sorry guys, if you thought I was desserting you! I seriously rewrote this at least five times. I'm still not completely happy with it, but I think it holds the essence of what I wanted. Tell me if you can still feel the characters...I think I somehow might have lost them in this chapter, but hopefully they'll come back in a later chapter. Anywho...sorry about taking forever..and look! I'm higher up now, Zenwriter! (ps, I'm a girl not a them :))
Chapter 15
The next morning Elphaba returned to the spot where she had seen her wife emerge from the club she was staying at. How funny it seemed to refer to her as her wife after so much time, but just seeing her, she could still feel that chemistry. She knew they still had something, and just to see Glinda still clinging to that ring she had given her, made her believe that they could still share something.
Elphaba crouched down in the alley way, trying not to attract too much attention to herself. She waited there by a little brick store which seemed to hold a distinct smell. It must have been some foreign restaurant, for when the door opened a rather interesting smell was emitted. Elphaba could care less what she was squatting by, or in for that matter, just as long as she saw Glinda. That was her goal.
Hours seemed to pass, but just when Elphaba was about to give up hope, the blonde emerged from the club. She had the most expensive looking dress on, a matching purse which dangled from her arm, and some green tinted sunglasses that she had obviously purchased the day before. She looked stunning, Elphaba concluded. Elphie only wished that she could approach her, talk to her, but the task which she had been assigned the night before loomed above her.
Elphaba watched, frozen to the spot, her heart racing a mile a minute, while Glinda surveyed her surroundings. Glinda then turned to the left and once again headed towards the centre of the city, obviously headed there for another fun day of shopping. Elphaba watched her until she could no longer see the blonde in the large crowd, and then sank down to the ground in the alley way.
Oh, it must have been nice to have no worries, no cares. Elphaba sighed, what she'd give for a free life. And she could have had that life, but she had been too absorbed in the Animal's campaign to care that her life was put in danger.
After catching her breath, which she hadn't known had been stolen from her by just seeing Glinda, she stood up, brushing the grime of the city off of her black frock, and then made her way towards her mark.
It was all done in seconds; she was a decoy, for she never killed. She merely had to get the attention of one of the Wizard's officials, ask for advice and then move on. Another person, who stood atop a building, shot the official down just as Elphie moved to safety.
Elphaba walked, unfazed, back to her little storehouse room and fell on her bed, taking the stone that hung around her neck firmly in her hand. "Glinda." She whispered in to the afternoon air.
She had no want to be with Fiyero, but he came later that night. She went in to a rage, and then felt bad, and thus made up for it with sex.
She felt dirty knowing the person who held her heart was only blocks away.
The next day she returned to the same spot, and the day after that and the day after that. It went on for a week. Elphaba was beginning to wonder if one of these days Glinda would not step out of the club. She knew that not many people stayed more than a week in the Emerald City. It hurt her to no avail that she had not approached Glinda.
Every time she saw her heart melted a little bit. It softened, making it difficult to continue playing the decoy. She needed a break from her job, but she couldn't. The Animal's needed her.
On the eighth day of returning to the same spot, Elphaba became doubtful that she would see Glinda. But as if by some stroke of fate, Glinda emerged. However, this morning Glinda was dressed down. She had her green traveling shawl wrapped around her small shoulders, and a white two piece outfight on underneath. Her hair was in a ponytail, something Elphaba did not recall ever seeing her with. Despite this dressed down look, she still looked stunning.
Glinda glanced down the road towards the city centre and then did something strange. She turned and began walking towards the right, seeming to look for something, or someone.
Elphaba watched as Glinda glanced down the dark alley ways. It dawned on her that Glinda was trying to find her. She wasn't sure she wanted to be found…well that was a lie. She did want to be found. She wanted to embrace, to kiss the beautiful blonde woman, but she was slightly afraid of what the years had done to both of them.
Having been deep in thoughts for a moment, Elphaba lost sight of Glinda. She frantically glanced around, realizing Glinda had crossed the street and was headed towards her. Elphaba's breath caught and she froze, wanting desperately to talk with Glinda, yet fearing what might happen if they saw one another again. Especially with Elphaba working against the Wizard.
Regardless of Elphaba's hesitations, she noticed two beautiful green eyes staring at her.
Glinda had found her. Glinda appeared to be frozen to the spot, seemingly debating her next move.
Elphaba could barely stand the silence, the awkwardness of the situation. Finding her legs, she began moving closer to Glinda; close enough to see every feature of the blonde's gorgeous face.
Glinda abruptly raised her hand and smacked it across Elphaba's face, a look of anger, with a bit of love, apparent on her face.
Elphaba stumbled back, surprised by the force Glinda packed behind that slap. She rubbed at her stinging cheek and tried to keep the rising smirk off her face. "I guess I deserved that." She sighed.
"Oh, Elphie!" Glinda cried, tears beginning to fall down her face. She tossed her arms around Elphaba and proceeded to connect their lips. She backed Elphaba all the way in to the wall, kissing her with all her fervor, for she had missed Elphaba's lips. She could never get enough of them.
Elphaba could hardly resist the kisses, those missed kisses, but she had to pull away. It was too dangerous to conduct such a love affair out on the streets. Who knew who was watching her. "I can't…it's not safe here." Elphaba glanced around, taking the blonde's hand in her own.
But Glinda backed away. She frowned at Elphaba, surprised that she was rejecting her. "What have you gotten yourself into now?" She whined.
"I can't tell you, not right here anyway." Elphaba wiped away Glinda's tears, ignoring the burn the water created on her fingers.
"Well then come with me up to my suite."
"What about your husband?" Elphaba questioned.
"Oh, he's busy doing some sort of business or something." Glinda shrugged, digging through her purse for her room key. "How did you know I was married?" Glinda glanced up, catching Elphaba.
"Well-um…" Elphaba couldn't tell Glinda that Fiyero had told her because then it would be like a betrayal in a way. She was with Fiyero, but not Glinda. "Who can miss that giant rock you have on your finger." Elphaba saved herself, having noticed the large diamond that gleamed on Glinda's left hand ring finger.
"Oh, this." She looked thoughtfully at it. "It means nothing to me." She moved her hand away, almost as if in disgust.
Elphaba felt horrible. She had allowed herself to go in to her little affair with Fiyero, believing that Glinda actually loved her husband. Elphaba outwardly smiled and stole a kiss from her beautiful wife. She would break it off with Fiyero. She had to. "What room number are you in? I'll follow you, just to be safe."
Glinda frowned, but then told her. "You'd better be there in a few minutes, or I swear, Elphie I'll never speak to you again."
"I'm not going to leave you again." Elphaba squeezed Glinda's hand and with this promise, she watched as the blonde bound across the street. In a moment she, too, was inside the club, waiting for the fancy elevator to return to the first floor. She took it up to the top floor, receiving strange looks from the other guests in the elevator.
She stepped off and went to the suite door, where Glinda had told her to go. She knocked and literally half a second later the door was flung open and Elphaba was pulled in. Another half a second later and Glinda's lips were attached to Elphie's and she was being pushed up against the wall by the blonde woman. "Sweet Oz, I've missed you!" Glinda cried.
Elphaba responded by pulling the traveling shawl off of Glinda and tossing it to the ground. She pulled Glinda's hair out of her ponytail and let the straight strands fall down Glinda's back. At the same time Glinda began pulling at Elphie's black frock, wanting her to be free of her binding clothes.
In some strange twisted dance, the two lovers found themselves on the bed. Both had matured over the years, both physically and sexually. There was new, unfamiliar territory for Elphaba to study on Glinda's womanly figure. Her breasts had rounded out more, her hips had become curvier. Glinda studied Elphaba's skin, for it had grown a bit darker, but was still as beautiful as it had been years ago.
Glinda remembered every one of Elphaba's pleasure points and used them to get her worked up. Elphaba could not believe they were at it once again. She had never dreamed this day would come. She never wanted it to end. It surprised Elphaba, the amount of sexuality Glinda had acquired over the years they had been separated. She seemed more in touch with her body and her motions proved this. She was more attentive to Elphaba's needs. Perhaps this was because Glinda spent countless nights dreaming about Elphaba Now that she was there in the flesh, Glinda could take out her countless number of erotic fantasies on the green woman.
Glinda couldn't help but feel that old familiar tingle that her youthful sexuality had brought her. Touching Elphie's smooth skin, which contrasted her husband's rough, hairy chest, made her want the woman more. She kissed Elphaba, taking her own satisfaction while giving satisfaction to Elphie.
Elphaba broke away from Glinda's sweet kisses, having wanted to talk, to explain herself. It wasn't that she didn't want to pleasure and be pleasured, it was just that she had thought they would communicate. Glinda continued her hip motions, moving her lips to Elphie's neck, chest, running her hand over Elphaba's very taut nipple. "I thought we were going to talk." Elphaba breathed through Glinda's intoxicating sexual acts.
"We still can." Glinda replied through kisses.
Elphaba, wanting to take over, pushed Glinda to the side and rolled over on top, their hips somehow managing to keep connected. "I want to explain." Elphaba began, kissing Glinda's lips, her chin, her neck, while her hands ran further and further down. "I'm in danger, sort of." Elphaba began thrusting her fingers inside Glinda, while pleasuring her with her thumb. "I took up with a cult after I left you. They're against the Wizard and ultimately that want to kill him. I'm just a kind of middleman, I don't do very much. I mostly distract, or point out. But my life is still in danger because I'm linked with them." At this point Glinda's eyes were fighting to stay open and her body was quivering at the immense amount of bliss it was receiving.
"Why…why do you…do you do it, Elphie?" Glinda's voice had raised an octave, if that was possible.
"To save the Animals." Elphaba simply replied.
"Well that's…that's not…a very good rea-reason to pu-put your…life…into danger, Elphie!" Glinda called out her name and sat up, reaching for Elphaba and pulling her close to her as she came down.
"Well the Animal's are fading fast and the Wizard's doing nothing. So it's either get a new regent or they'll all be gone." Elphaba explained as Glinda rolled back on top of her.
"Shh…" Glinda placed her finger to Elphaba's lips, kissing her gently. "I don't want to know. Not right now. I have enough political talk at home." She rolled her eyes as she slowly worked her sex drive back up. "Elphaba, I can't believe I found you." Glinda stared down in to Elphaba's dark eyes, immediately seeing behind the darkness, as she always had.
"I'm surprised you didn't find me earlier." Elphaba laughed, reaching up to touch the blonde's silky skin.
"What do you mean?" Glinda leaned forward for a kiss.
"I was on my way to receive a note from someone and I happened to notice you the other day. So I returned every morning to watch you walk off to the city centre."
"Elphaba! Why didn't you come up and say something to me!" Glinda stilled herself momentarily on Elphaba.
"I couldn't. It was too dangerous." Elphaba kissed the blonde. Glinda frowned, but continued on, needing Elphaba too much to care. She had missed her so much. "I'm glad you found me." Elphaba whispered.
"I'm glad I did too." Glinda fell to Elphie's side and the two lay contently beside one another.
They lay, huddled close together, both content, neither wanting to leave this comforting familiarity. Glinda turned so that her back was against Elphie's stomach. As Elphaba kissed Glinda's neck, she realized that they had just slept with one another after losing track of each other for five years. "I've missed you." Elphaba whispered against Glinda's flowery scented skin. When she didn't get a reply, she pulled away and looked down at the blonde, noticing that Glinda was crying. "What's wrong, my sweet?"
Glinda whimpered and buried her face in her pillow. "I'm leaving tomorrow." Her muffled voice could be clearly heard through the dampening of the pillow.
Elphaba wasn't sure how to react to this. It was like it was all happening again, except this time Glinda was leaving her. She supposed it was only fair that she should have to suffer what she had made Glinda suffer. Then an idea sprang into her head. "No!" She sat up.
"Yes, Elphie, I have to leave. There's meetings to hold, balls to attend, people to entertain. I can't just up and leave, and what would my husband say!" Glinda cried harder.
"No…no…Glinda…" Elphie was bit surprised by the amount of responsibility Glinda had taken on, but this did not waylay her from her idea. "I'll come to you."
"What?" Glinda sat up, but not quite as frightfully fast as Elphie had. The blanket slipped off her trim figure momentarily and Elphie's eyes wondered to the beautiful skin that was exposed. Glinda did not pull the blanket back up, for though she had grown wiser, more responsible, she still enjoyed dabbling on her perfect figure and she liked the attention it brought her. Especially when it was Elphaba's attention it attracted. "You'll come to me?"
Elphaba nodded, taking the blonde's hands in to her own.
"Can you do that?" Glinda questioned.
"I'm sure I can get away for a few weeks, I'm not always assigned things." Elphaba assured her.
"I don't like your line of work." Glinda leaned in for a kiss, placing her hand gently on Elphie's cheek. "Promise me you won't die."
"Glinda, I'm not going to die. Well, I can't really say that…but I'm too crafty to get killed and not involved enough for them to be looking specifically for me. So don't worry." Elphaba kissed Glinda again.
Glinda nodded, deepening the kiss. "I live in the Uplands with Chuffrey, my husband. We don't share a bedroom." Glinda explained as their lips collided. Their kisses never got old, if anything they just got better.
"Great." Elphaba smiled against Glinda's lips. "Tell me about your house."
"It's a mansion, one of the biggest ones in the Upland's. It's terrifically beautiful, yet dreadfully lonely without you." Glinda replied, their lips meeting after each word.
"I promise I'll come to you." Elphaba whispered, fully planning on doing just so.
"You'd better." Glinda pressed her lips harder in to Elphie's never wanting their lips to separate.
That night in bed with Chuffrey, she wouldn't let him kiss her. She feared she would lose that numb, soft feeling Elphaba's lips left on her own. She avoided his passes at stealing a kiss, having sex, and fell asleep completely satisfied, yet slightly worried about her Elphie. After Elphaba had left the hotel room, as Chuffrey would be returning soon and neither wanted to spoil their reputations and personas, Glinda had feared she might never see the green woman again. She'd watched Elphaba dart through the crowds below and in to the dark alley way in which Glinda had found her. She watched until she could no longer see her and then she had collapsed on her bed in tears.
The next morning, as the train pulled out of the station, Glinda could have sworn she saw Elphaba watching the train from a distant clump of people. It could have been Glinda's imagination, but she liked to believe their eyes had met, for as the train pulled away, Elphaba followed Glinda's eyes and right before they could no longer see one another she mouthed the words, "I promise".
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