Chapter Text
After everything that had happened, things were as back to normal as it could be. Galinda, now the Ruling Witch of Oz. Fiyero, the thoughtful Scarecrow and Elphaba, who had been integrated back into society as simply, Elphaba The Witch. Not wicked nor evil, not after the truth of Morrible and the Wizard came out and their deaths. Now after a year of being part of society again, the couple wanted a child.
“You are sure of this?”
The couple nodded. They had both agreed and requested this. Seeing as Fiyero could not do it with his body, Galinda was to impregnate Elphaba. Although magic was powerful and Elphaba herself had powerful magic, it wasn’t powerful enough to bring life (case in point being the scarecrow before her) it was too complicated.
So to uncomplicate things, they went with the old route with a special person they knew that would be willing to help them, or rather willing to help Elphaba. That latter thought was more Fiyero’s than both of theirs.
“Just let things flow.” He winked, actually winked with that odd button-like eye as he left her by the door of their bedroom.
Their bedroom.
He had insisted.
Wanting his wife to be comfortable and that their child deserved to be conceived in a proper manner.
Nothing about this was proper.
Galinda breathed in deeply and exhaled slowly. She opened the door to see the green woman laying on the bed already, though she looked quite stiffed, in nothing but a white, night dress.
It may not be proper but this was to be methodical and so the Witch of Oz removed her pink vest, her pale blue tie then she unbuttoned and removed her pink slacks and all of it were properly folded on the chair.
When she approached the bed, Elphaba had her legs open, though her bottom was still covered by her dress, she could see a white, cotton panty. She was also decidedly not looking at her and she was fine with that, she may just crumble if she did. She finally got rid of her pink boxers leaving her in her polo, if her counterpart was going to be dressed she would not bother to undress the unnecessary parts. She grabbed the lube and started stroking herself, she could feel herself grow, she added more lube and chanced a peek at Elphaba. She groaned, she was looking at her, or rather at her dick.
Elphaba remained clothed, that was her rule. She remained laying on the bed as Galinda moved, kneeling between her legs. She had chosen a night dress where the skirt was quite wide and long, so it didn’t hinder whatever her.. best friend was going to do.
“Um.. may I?” Galinda gestured towards her dress and she received a nod in response. She flipped the extra length, opening her but it still covered the lower half from Elphaba’s view. “Do I - Do you-”
“Just move it to the side.”
Galinda swallowed and did as instructed, she looped one finger through the underwear then pulled it to the side. She was slightly wet but Galinda knew they’d need more than that but didn’t exactly have the time for tenderness.
This was methodical.
“I’m going to start now.” She poured lubed on her fingers then slathered it unto the small opening, “I’m gonna push some inside as well.” She received a tight sounding ‘okay’ and then pushed only one finger in, then two and started stretching her. She put lube on herself again, just to make sure. “I’m going to put it in now.”
It wasn’t the first time for Elphaba to be penetrated but this felt different; warmer and fuller. Definitely fuller than their last time. Her pussy clenched and Galinda clamped her mouth shut, though a groan still escaped her. Elphaba didn’t think she was going to fare any better as the blonde started thrusting.
Galinda didn’t dare touch her but her eyes were stuck to the green labia’s wrapped around her dick, and the contrasting white cotton panties off to the side. It was not proper, it felt.. debauched.
Fiyero was waiting all the way in the living room with the magical box playing a simple show. He had agreed to this because he did want to have a child, to show the public of their picture perfect family. What could be more perfect than the Ruling Queen herself impregnating his partner? Nothing. He had suggested this, thinking this would finally cure Elphaba. Make her move on. Make her his forever. After all, a hero deserved his princess, or in this case his own witch.
Back in the room, their breathing were heavier now. Elphaba fisted the sheets while Galinda’s hands were now on her waist, not tight nor gentle, just holding her there. Both of them trying to swallow the sounds of pleasure threatening to escape. Eventually a moan left Elphaba’s lips when she circled her clit, fast and then she was cumming and Galinda was filling her up pushing each spurt of cum inside her.
Finally everything was quiet except for them. Galinda was still half hard but this was to be clinical, methodical and she was not going to let her bottom head think for her. She pulled back, slowly as to not pull out whatever amount she’d put in. “Up,” the woman obeyed, raising her hips and Galinda put the pillows beneath her hips, so her bottom was raised. She still saw some leak out.
When she exited the room, her clothes were still so pristine you wouldn’t know what occurred.