100 words of hair pulling

by knave_of_swords

Summary:

Galinda discovers her inner freak.

Galinda's hair gets stuck in Elphaba's hand, and it should hurt when it accidentally gets yanked, but with Elphaba's other hand up her skirt, her palm grinding against her clit, it only feels good. Way too good.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you? I'm so sorry," Elphaba stammers as she untangles her hand from Galinda's hair.

"Do it again," Galinda manages to say breathlessly. She sounds desperate, out of control-- but it's just the two of them right now, and it doesn't matter that Galinda isn’t in perfect control of her image.

"What?" Elphaba asks.

"My hair. Grab it again, and pull." Galinda can feel Elphaba hesitantly grab her hair again, but she doesn't pull. "Do it," Galinda begs, and Elphaba hesitantly pulls on her hair. Galinda gasps as the pain shoots through her, transforming into something else entirely, and Elphaba instantly lets go.

"Harder," Galinda commands, before Elphaba can apologize again. "As hard as you can."

"Are you sure?" Elphaba asks.

"Yes, just do it!"

So Elphaba does, and Galinda bites her lip and moans as she grinds against Elphaba's hand.

"Oz, that feels so good," she groans. "Don't stop. Don't you dare stop."

Elphaba's other hand rubs against her clit, making Galinda buck her hips into Elphaba's hand. She's so wet, she can feel it, and she knows that Elphaba can too. With Elphaba also pulling on her hair like this, they're at a bad angle to kiss, but Elphaba's mouth presses open-mouthed kisses against her neck, and that's just as good.

"Inside me," Galinda says, and Elphaba obeys, slipping her fingers inside of Galinda. She's so close. She just needs something a little more. Elphaba's teeth brush against her neck, and instantly Galinda knows exactly what she needs.

"Bite me, Elphie," she commands, and Elphaba tentatively nips at her neck. It doesn't hurt at all, unfortunately. "Harder," she says. Elphaba hesitates, but does what she says. "Harder," Galinda repeats. "As hard as you can."

Elphaba's mouth moves from the side of her neck to her shoulder, and then she bites her, hard. Galinda's vision goes white as her orgasm rolls through her, harder and more satisfying than she's ever felt before. It takes a long moment before Galinda comes back to reality, breathing hard against Elphaba.

"Fuck, Elphie, that was so good," she groans, but Elphaba gasps in alarm. "What? What is it?" She pulls away to look at Elphaba better. Elphaba's fingers are on her shoulder where she had bit her, and when she shows them to Galinda, they're shining red with blood. Fuck, that's hot.

"I-- I drew blood," Elphaba says, sounding devastated.

"That was the best orgasm I've ever had," Galinda tells her, trying to get her to focus on the important thing here.

"I hurt you," Elphaba says in a small voice.

"I asked you to," Galinda counters.

"I enjoyed it," Elphaba confesses. Her face twists. "I hurt you, and I-- I liked it."

"I'm glad you did," Galinda says. She brings her hands to the sides of Elphaba's face. "Listen to me, Elphie. That was fucking amazing. I loved it. You did good. You did so good."

"I did well," Elphaba says, frowning, and it takes Galinda a moment to realize that Elphaba is correcting her grammar. She decides to ignore that part.

"Yes, you did," she says, and then pulls Elphaba into a kiss. She can taste her own blood, coppery and slightly salty, in Elphaba's mouth. It makes her think of Elphaba lapping up her blood, and Galinda shivers. She'll have to convince Elphaba to do that next time. Fuck, her and Elphaba's sex life just got a whole lot more fun. Galinda can hardly wait.