Broomstick ride | By : widebrimhatter Category: S through Z > Wicked Views: 1709 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Broomstick ride
Elphie x Fiyero
Moments of time flashed before his eyes. Memories of happier times normally made their way up from wherever he buried them before his missions. This one was a special time when he was talking as she went on missions. Before Morrible's death they had spent a night of hard sex he hoping that the wicked witch riding him would tire out in the morning. After their last round she held to his side tracing the diamond fused in to his skin. Soft and graceful with eyes so fiery that he felt burned beyond any repair hundreds of times over. Odd, he thought, that after being the scarecrow and finding her again he realized how much danger he was in during the time on the yellow brick road.
Back in the present he turned the door handle in to the gale force barracks. Since that time nothing really changed in the world save for the fact that he was now happy he never joined them. Quietly he ran from room to room sliding bags under beds with a quick heave or on top of the small stores of gun powder with a toss. Soon he had made it to the captain's quarters and between Galinda's celebration as well as the search for him and Elphie no one was home to rest. Arranging the bomb between the pillows he soon made his way to the exit point hoping she would be on time. Lungs beginning to burn from fatigue he took one leap on the window sill before launching himself in to the air. Flying from the building his hair snapped lightly against his forehead closing his eyes his hands suddenly materialized around a broom handle.
“ Your lucky I'm here”, a sinful smirk on her lips that begged for contact as he found his seat behind her.
“Lucky or not it was a beautiful view”
Her laugh floated on the night's winds like silver bells as she flew. Day light was just beginning to bleed in to the sky burning away all the seriousness off their hunters efforts. A ghost of a smile crept on his lips as he whispered a small rhyme to her. Nothing overly sappy or sweet but enough emotion to make her cheeks begin to brown lightly as she blushed. The hand that was making its way down her side helped with that as well. Home was coming in to view and he knew it as well . Brushing her long black locks back he revealed the silky green skin for the suns first and moon's last rays before attacking the junction of shoulder and neck with his teeth. She knew his attack well, willing the window open before she felt the nip begin to warm her insides. Swooning back lightly the broom stick kept its course through the window landing on to the soft goose down mattress. Falling on top she was lost in the pleasurable ministrations he was providing. Wanting the heat in him to meet her own Fiyero soon became the prey as she soon wrapped herself in the blanket before pouncing on him.
Sparks begun to pop behind his eyes as flesh met flesh. Feeling his own warmth pooled in the pit of his stomach, the sparks strengthened. Ever since he had been the scarecrow of long ago she would find this heat he radiated and fondled it between her fingers.
Looking at his mouth slightly parted she straddled, a grin of what he would call wicked satisfaction rested on her lips. Pressing just groin to groin she began to taste his flesh sucking small circles of his chest in neck hard enough to leave marks. Delicious marks that brought out the best in him as she was only capturing the tip of him within herself. Sliding from the top of the crevice to the bottom he could only see stars placed easily behind his eyes as the warmth turned in to a small fire slowly licking his sanity in to nothing but ash as her own tongue and lips pressed his to find release.
“ ..fae” , he murmured.
She looked at his desperation the feeling washing over him nearly drowning her lover in the hope of release. Pushing all of her weight on him as well as setting her legs forward she impaled herself hands tightly clasped as both enjoyed the feeling of being whole green flesh holding blue. Bending over him maintaining the rhythm she returned his bite between shoulder and neck sending him awash in more heat.
Bucking in to the witch they begun the last climb against each other. A moan from him against stifled breaths. Moving in her was something he never understood, as most of the girls he had sex with were always tight she would grip him tighter as he was almost lost from her. Elphaba was a different animal and for everything both wanted in their new life together she would never consider letting go.
Until they burned in an orgasm that left both in a pile. Draining the warmth from his own body in to hers she felt content as his softened manhood exited in the brisk morning air dampened by her own juices. Wisps of steam lifted from the both of them as the twilight breezes rolled through the open window. Noting such irony in his life, Fiyero smiles before pulling the comforter over them both as she rest on one side. Elphaba finally noticed for being a dead witch she was still very wicked and loved him all the more.
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