Dejah hadn't felt that kind of filling sensation since John Carter. Feeling Elphaba's tongue probe her and slide in and out of her, Dejah did indeed squirm and writhe beneath Elphaba's efforts. She was overwhelmed; her mind was completely blank and misty from her arousal. "You...you've done this before...?" Dejah whimpered as her fingers gripped and tugged slightly at Elphaba's hair.