Dejah blushed as she felt the heat of Elphaba's body. She wondered how soft she would feel, how her skin might taste. "He would...but...my body should be reserved for my husband only. That is the binding fidelity of marriage. Otherwise, there's no point to love and marriage, and finding one's mate." She was on the fence, ready to tip over, but she didn't want to betray her husband, or her wedding vows.