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“Hell and Oz, Glinda,” Elphaba groans. Her head drops forward until her forehead is pressed against her Alpha’s own. The one leg supporting her is trembling; honestly, she’s mostly being held up by the leg she has wrapped around Galinda’s hip and the blonde’s body weight itself as she fucks her against the wall. She feels so full, can feel her pussy clenching around the Alpha’s cock as it pistons inside her. And they’d only truly started a few minutes ago. “I’m so close, my sweet.”
Galinda laughs, the sound coming out as a breath that ghosts over Elphaba’s lips. "Already? We've barely begun, darling."
Elphaba tries to glare, but she has a feeling it doesn't have its intended effect as she can barely keep from moaning out her pleasure. "Then you—fuck—maybe you shouldn't tease me for an entire class, you s-stupid Alpha." The memory makes her shiver—Galinda's fingers under the desk, drifting over her inner thighs before periodically pressing between them or digging into her skin.
Galinda smirks but doesn't slow her pace, quick thrusts rocking Elphaba back into the wall. "And here I thought," she says breathlessly, "that you'd want to—to come with me. What a—what a shame."
The derisiveness combined with a bit of that Alpha tone sends Elphaba's head reeling. She can feel her stubbornness melting away with every pulse of her cunt around Galinda's cock. "I can—I can try," she says pleadingly—though pleading for what exactly, she's not quite sure.
"Just try, hm?"
Fuck. "I—okay, o-okay, I can—Oz!" She nearly screams as Galinda's hand moves up to tug harshly at her hair, tilting her head back. She struggles to open her eyes to counteract the dizziness overcoming her.
"'You can' what, my love?"
Elphaba whimpers, submission winning out as her pleasure spikes. "I can—I can do it—Oz, I can w-wait. I can be—be good for you."
Galinda's lips part slightly as if in awe of the sight in front of her, but only for a second before they twist into another smug smirk. She uses the grip on Elphaba's hair to drag her into a messy kiss where she claims the Omega's mouth with her tongue. When she draws back, the wetness on their lips makes a smacking sound. "And you are so good for me, aren't you darling?" She says it more like a statement than a question, which has Elphaba nodding frantically. "Well, don't worry, my love; I don't want you to wait."
Then, those glorious lips are right by Elphaba's ear. "I want you to come for me."
Elphaba groans, grasping desperately at her Alpha's shoulders. She might've torn through the fabric of Galinda's top, who knows. The hand in her hair drops to rub over her clit and all breath leaves her.
"I want to feel you come on my cock, my sweet Omega."
Elphaba's nails definitely tear through Galinda's shirt as she gasps. Pleasure races up her spine and makes her arch, and she can feel herself spasming around her Alpha's cock as it continues to fuck her through the orgasm she's been waiting hours for.
As the aftershocks start to taper off, Elphaba waits for the moment when Galinda slows her thrusts so she can catch her breath—but it never arrives; her pace stays steady, pale fingers stay flicking over her clit. She whimpers and leans back as much as she can so that she can look at her Alpha with wide, questioning eyes. "B-baby, I—I—”
"Again, darling," Galinda orders, though her voice is low and gentle. "I know you can give me another, can't you?"
Elphaba's breath hitches, pussy clenching hard around the dick still pounding inside her. She feels as if her body is positively on fire, and yet she finds herself nodding regardless. She might lose her sanity in the process, but she knows that she can have another; it’s just never happened one right after the other like this. Her hands start roaming, that fire all over her skin urging her to move however she can, and they end up completely mussing up Galinda's hair. (She's sure to hear about that later, but it's no matter for right now.)
"Ah, you are so—so good for me, my Elphie." It's clearly affecting the Alpha, too, which makes Elphaba want to continue all the more. "You'll come with me this time, won't you?"
Elphaba nods again and can’t seem to stop, her body tensing as she simply takes everything her Alpha wants to give her. “Yes,” she whines, eyes squeezing shut. “Oz, yes, I—I will, I’ll be good, I’ll be good, please—”
Galinda hisses out a curse before kissing her roughly once more, her thrusts becoming more frantic as she nears the edge herself. Their moans intertwine as their tongues do, and Elphaba is grateful once more for the wall behind her as she feels her knee buckle beneath her.
She finally screams.
Then she is coming, hard, her whole body tensing as she falls apart on her Alpha’s cock. Galinda follows quickly, hips stuttering as she releases her pleasure. The Omega moans as she feels the warmth spilling inside her. Her pussy clenches, rhythmically drawing out every drop until they are both trembling in each others arms.
Their kiss subsides as Galinda’s cock softens. Elphaba’s raised leg drops ungracefully to the floor, and she lets out a whimper against Galinda’s lips as she slips out of her.
Galinda moves her kisses along Elphaba’s jaw, then to her neck, and they are slow and wet and hot and Elphaba still feels as if her entire being is on fire. The Alpha hums against her skin, and Elphaba shivers.
“I don’t think I’m done with you quite yet,” she says against her neck.
Elphaba’s sure she’s forgotten how to breathe, at this point.
“Wha—you want t-to keep going?” she says shakily, incredulously. They’ve never gone past two of Elphaba’s orgasms, not in a row like that, and Galinda has never been able to come more than once without a break while not in rut.
Galinda doesn’t truly answer, merely hums and asks, “Can you walk?”
Her knees are still trembling, hands grasping the Alpha’s shoulders for support. “I—I’m honestly not sure, but maybe?” She kind of wants to laugh at the state of herself.
Another hum. “I wonder if I could carry you—I’m not as strong as you, you know, but I could possibly—”
Elphaba does breathe out a light laugh, at that. “I think you’re the only Alpha in existence who would admit that, my sweet. I do love you so.”
Galinda rolls her eyes and scoffs, but a smile grows on her face. “Yes, yes, I’m tiny—anyway. Here, bring your leg back up.” She reaches down and hooks Elphaba’s shaking knee up over her hip once more. “Now, hang on and hop up, dearest.”
If it weren’t for the wall behind her, Elphaba probably wouldn’t have trusted Galinda to try this, but she listens, and it works—her legs wrap around her Alpha’s waist so that her ankles cross behind her, and Galinda’s hands hold her up by the backs of her green thighs.
“Mm, good girl,” Galinda praises, sending another shiver down Elphaba’s spine. She leans forward and presses kisses along her Omega’s throat. “We should try it like this, next time.”
Oh, Oz.
“For now, though,” Galinda continues, “I want to make you come again, and unfortunately I’m on a bit of a cool-down.” She grips Elphaba’s thighs firmly and steps back from the wall, only wobbling for a split second before steadily walking to their bed. “So, you’ll have to make do with my mouth for now.” Elphaba is nearly dropped onto the mattress, but she doesn’t unhook her legs and so Galinda lands on top of her. “That alright with you, darling?”
Elphaba is still so sensitive, she can feel it even just with the press of her Alpha’s hips against her own, but her own words from earlier ring in her head: I can be good for you. She finds herself nodding, and then Galinda is smirking and kissing her way down Elphaba’s body. She reluctantly, weakly releases her Alpha from the hold of her legs and moans unabashedly as her breasts are pampered with groping hands and wet kisses.
She does love Galinda’s mouth, anyway.
When her girlfriend is finally kneeling on the floor between her spread legs, one of Elphaba’s hands dives into the blonde tresses atop her head. The other interlaces with the pale hand on her thigh. The first touch of Galinda’s tongue to her swollen, sensitive cunt makes her cry out.
It’s good, it’s so good, but it’s also bordering on too much, and Elphaba’s not entirely sure she can handle it. Galinda’s tongue slides through her wetness, languidly circling her tender clit before dipping down to press inside her. She repeats this a few times, each cycle increasing the tension Elphaba feels rapidly building within her as it is simultaneously too much and not enough.
Her Alpha, attuned to her as she is, changes course and latches onto her clit with her lips. She flicks her tongue rapidly over the sensitive nub, and Elphaba feels tears fall from her eyes as she gasps. The hand in Galinda’s hair clenches tighter, and her girlfriend moans against her pussy. The sensation makes Elphaba’s back arch.
“Glinda, I—I’m so—”
She’s cut off with another scream as Galinda pushes two fingers inside her, followed immediately by a third. As she thrusts and curls her fingers, that tension inside Elphaba builds and builds until Galinda sucks on her clit and the tension snaps like a rubber band. She has no breath left to scream again, and so this time, she comes silently. Elphaba’s hips thrust up against her Alpha’s mouth as her wet walls pulse around pale fingers. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, making her back arch and relax, arch and relax.
And now it is too much, it’s too much, and yet.
And yet.
“Don’t stop!” Elphaba chokes out, not relaxing her hold on Galinda’s hair lest she try to move away. She looks down to see the Alpha’s eyes widen in surprise and can feel the slight hesitation in her fingers, so she repeats herself. “Don’t stop—Glin, my Alpha, please don’t, I—ah!” Her head falls back as Galinda resumes her pace with abandon, moaning wantonly against her cunt as she licks and fucks her through the orgasm that she is definitely still having.
And it is so much, it is too much, and her body is on fire, her pussy clenching tightly as each wave of pleasure seems to get stronger and stronger—and then a fourth orgasm joins the third, sending Elphaba’s vision into darkness. H er mouth falls open with a silent scream. She is vaguely aware of her loosening grip on Galinda’s hand and hair, of the wetness she feels gushing out from her cunt against her Alpha’s face and fingers, and yet she can do nothing but lay there as the waves finally grow weaker. Galinda slows her fingers and her tongue, gently withdrawing after a few moments.
Elphaba feels as if she can’t move; every ounce of energy in her body has been sapped, making her limbs and head feel as heavy as bricks. Galinda kisses her way back up her body, smearing the wetness on her lips and chin over Elphaba’s skin, and murmurs praises the entire way. A different kind of pleasure—love, she thinks—washes over her and warms her to the core.
“You’re so amazing, my love,” Galinda nearly whispers as she kisses her tears away—that’s right, she’d started crying at some point, and quite a lot if the way her Alpha wipes the evidence away is anything to go by. “Oz, you’re so amazing. You’re beautiful. You’re so good. I love you so much, my Elphie, my perfect Omega…”
When her kisses reach Elphaba’s lips, she is almost too weak to kiss her back, but she manages. The taste of herself on her Alpha’s mouth is another kind of overstimulating. Her breath comes in shaky gasps, and tears are still falling as she is so, so overwhelmed, but then Galinda is laying her entire weight across her body to ground her. They bury into each other’s necks, nuzzling and kissing at the mating marks there. Eventually, Elphaba finds the strength to wrap her arms around her Alpha, and Galinda rolls them over so that she can curl against her chest.
She finally finds her voice again. “Fuck, Glin.” Her girlfriend barks out a laugh. “I didn’t even know I could do that.”
“Hm, I wonder if we could break this record in the future.” Galinda’s tone is teasing, but Elphaba knows she really is curious.
“No more than that, unless at least one of us is in rut,” Elphaba rebuts as firmly as she can. “Oz, I thought I was going to lose my mind.”
“I’d never push you that far, my love. If you’d really wanted me to stop, I would’ve.” Galinda kisses the top of her head.
Elphaba presses a kiss to her collarbone, in return. “Of course, I know that, my sweet. I surprised myself, honestly.”
“I think you’re truly unlimited, if you put your mind to it, darling.”
“I most definitely am limited in regards to orgasms, you cheeky Alpha.”
“I bet I could prove otherwise.”
“Glinda!”