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“We have to keep quiet.” Glinda whispered, tugging at the coat Elphaba wore, as to hide under her companion’s taller frame. They’d stumbled into a more secluded corner between classes, lips meeting in a heated kiss in the rare moment of near privacy. Until Glinda heard the familiar chatter of excitable boys.Avaric.A grunt as Elphaba braced on the wall by either side of Glinda’s head with another sharp tug. The men passed, laughing, talking, loud and confident enough not to take notice of the pair nearby. Elphaba waited, of course, and Glinda didn’t dare look up until the noise faded. When she did, Elphaba fixed her with a frown, shoulders tense.“I...” Another grunt, and larger, emerald-hued hands found her wrists, easing her grip off of Elphaba’s coat. “I understand.” The taller one muttered and left, leaving Glinda alone, stunned.
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2. and 15.
Elphaba looked on, sitting on her bed, as Glinda stepped into the room, heels clicking against the wooden floors. The Munchkinlander always held a much-too-stern look in times like these, and Glinda had to hold back from smiling, from giggling with all the giddiness bubbling within her. She was here for a scolding, after all.“Close the door, Glinda.” Elphaba said, and surprisingly, the blonde obeyed, closing the door behind her with a faint click before walking over. It was moments later that Glinda found herself on Elphaba’s lap, a firm slap to her ass.“Was that supposed to hurt?”“Bold words from someone in your position, my sweet.” Elphaba murmured, running a broad hand over Glinda’s rear, the blonde’s skirt flipped up over her hips and out of the way as she rested with her stomach over Elphaba’s knees. “I can feel your skin burning from it.”Glinda twisted awkwardly to try and catch a glimpse over her shoulder, golden curls bouncing with the movement, doing little to shroud deep red cheeks. “If you’re weak, Elphie, I can simply find someone more-” A yelp, as a resounding slap to her ass filled the room. She shivered, biting back the whine that followed.“Someone more…?” Her companion prompted, allowing the slap to sting, no reassuring rub to meet petulance. She ignored the stain of wetness between Glinda’s thighs, darker in the fabric of her white underwear. “Go on.”But Glinda had gone silent, shivering. Elphaba waited for a moment longer, until the girl on her lap shifted, pushing her ass against the taller one’s waiting hand. She released a loud breath, keeping from hiccuping as she did, and waited. She owed Elphaba quite a few more, after all.
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38. “You’ve thought about this, haven’t you?”
“You’ve thought about this, haven’t you?”It was a hot whisper against her skin. Elphaba hadn’t been soft, not in the year they’d spent as roommates, even pleasant conversation bearing the Munchkinlander’s natural edge, one that matched the sharp teeth that now grazed against the shell of ear. Glinda could barely remember how they’d even got to this point, lying in her bed, the heated grinding of Elphaba’s hips behind her, something hard and just as warm easily felt against her ass, the strong fingers dipped between her legs, clumsy but effective.Surely it’d been the ale, Avaric’s needling and prodding had managed to convince them on a night out. It’d been a blur from then on, and an emboldened Elphaba had them kissing even out in the halls, as they stumbled in their way to their room. It was much easier, Glinda thought, to be shameless in the dark, and behind a closed door.“Never. I’d never.” The blonde lied, a breathless, whiny thing as she squirmed against her friend, soft curves pressed tightly and trapped against Elphaba’s own sharp form.
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24: "You're trembling."
“You’re trembling.”Glinda resisted the urge to pout, her back to Elphaba as the two squeezed together on the small and entirely too thin mattress. “Obviously.” She mumbled petulantly. Far from home as they were, in an inn room Glinda would call “cozy” at best, they lacked fire and heat, the window’s broken latch leaving the pair at the mercy of the elements and whistling winds. She felt shifting behind her, her lanky companion, larger than her by most measures, turning, Elphaba’s warm breath against the top of her head. She curled instinctively, knees drawing up to her chest, and before long, Elphaba drew the wispy blanket over them proper, and let her heavy arm rest over the blonde’s frame.“Obviously. Rest, Glinda, or I’ll suffer your whining in the morning.” Biting her lip to avoid commenting, Glinda simply settled. Her cheeks felt warm, and the feeling was catching up with the rest of her.
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50 Dialogue Prompts
“It’s really not that complicated.”
“Close the door.”
“It’s three in the morning.”
“I should have told you a long time ago.”
“Why are you helping me?”
“You have to leave right now.”
“Just trust me.”
“I’ve been waiting a long time.”
“You’re in love with her.”
“Come here.”
“We could get arrested for this.”
“What are you thinking about?”
“I thought you were dead.”
“You’re never going to let that go, are you?”
“Was that supposed to hurt?”
“I can explain.”
“Love is overrated.”
“Watch me.”
“I’ve missed this.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Sometimes, being a complete nerd comes in handy.”
“I don’t owe you an explanation.”
“We have to be quiet.”
“You’re trembling.”
“I want an answer, goddammit!”
“It was you the whole time.”
“Tell me again.”
“This is why we can’t have nice things.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“You don’t see me.”
“I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you.”
“You could have died.”
“Prove it.”
“I might never get another chance to say this.”
“Do you regret it?”
“Tell me I’m wrong.”
“Lie to me then.”
“You’ve thought about this, haven’t you?”
“We need to talk about what happened last night.”
“I never stood a chance, did I?”
“I feel like I can’t breathe.”
“I’m only here to establish an alibi.”
“Are you drunk?”
“I still remember the way you taste.”
“How much of that did you hear?”
“What happens if I do this?”
“Why are you whispering?”
“You make me want things I can’t have.”
“I don’t want to screw this up.”
“People are staring.”
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