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[For Elphaba] The Wicked Witch of Barsoom

Barsoom was not a war-torn planet, but it was by no means peaceful. The inhabitants of Helium still had tension with the primitive Tharks. There were raids on trade routes daily that the Jeddak had to deal with. For the most part, Dejah was not involved with the affairs of her father. She was too busy working with her theories and scientific research.

The presence of John Carter had brought more knowledge of the Ninth Ray to Helium. Dejah was determined to harness the power of the Ninth Ray to use it herself.

But for the moment, she was content to relax, sitting in the red sand gardens maintained in the royal courtyard. Dejah was clad in her usual loose silks, which had plenty of cutouts and openings to reveal her skin and the patterns tattooed along her long legs and slender arms. Jewels and metals adorned her neck and waist and wrists. Dejah Thoris, the princess of Helium, was renowned as one of - if not the - most beautiful women on Barsoom. Her dark hair fell in waves down her back, part of it secured at the crown of her head with an ornate metal jeweled pin. Her eyes, the richest blue, were pouring over a text of mythology.

She tried to keep her mind off of the husband that had gone missing. She tried not to think of John Carter of Earth.

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Elphaba listened to both the words and the body language. She slid the hand on Dejah's cheek to the back of her head. Elphaba then closed the gap slowly to kiss the beautiful woman deeply. Dejah had not said no after all. Elphaba didn't hold back during her deep kiss. She wanted to ignite Dejah's bottled up desire. The hand not on the back of Dejah's head was drifting over that toned form slowly and sensually.

Dejah remembered how John Carter kissed. Rough, conquering. She had been too willing to surrender.

Elphaba's kiss was far different. Her lips were far softer and her body too. Soft, but toned. Dejah found herself leaning into her green-skinned companion. Her desire was indeed ignited as her lips parted to deepen the kiss. Her own hands slid around and up along Elphaba's spine.

Elphaba hummed softly into the kiss as she shifted her arms to wrap around Dejah. Her hands moved down to squeeze and massage over her shapely, perfect ass. Elphaba parted her lips to trace her tongue over Dejah's lips in request of access into that mouth. Elphaba would not be pulling away anytime soon.

Dejah moaned softly as Elphaba's hands moved over her body. Feeling her fingers squeeze over her soft ass, Dejah gave a sharp little sigh. Feeling that hot, soft tongue move over her lips, Dejah parted them slowly, letting Elphaba's tongue in, her own tongue sliding out alongside hers to take in the taste and heat of her mouth. Dejah sighed softly as her fingers moved along Elphaba's own curves, up along her full, soft breasts.

Elphaba moaned into the kiss as her hands grew more aggressive with the squeezing. Elphaba knew that Dejah was a warrior. She wanted to engage that warrior instinct and see if Dejah would battle for dominance or simply lie back and give the control over willingly. Her tongue moved out to tangle with Dejah's. she extended it slightly so that Dejah could perhaps fantasize on other places Wlphaba could use her long tongue.

Dejah was not about to just sit back and let Elphaba have her way. Her warrior instinct was indeed engaged, and Dejah let her fingers explore further around Elphaba's body, sliding down her breasts and finding the small of her back before moving further south and squeezing her round, firm ass. All the while, Dejah let her tongue explore and tangle with Elphaba's, moaning at the idea of feeling that tongue between her thighs.

Elphaba moaned as she felt Dejah growing bolder with each passing second. She pressed into those touches as her tongue continued to tangle with Dejah's tongue. She pulled back slowly and looked over Dejah's beautiful face. "Come with me Dejah." She said as she walked backwards towards her bedroom while still holding Dejah's ass. There was a seductive smirk on her face. "Unless you are scared..." she teased lightly. She knew she had awakened the desire deep within Dejah for pleasure. She hoped the light tease would goad her into continuing.

Dejah sighed softly as Elphaba pulled away. She watched that slender figure move, pulling her towards the bedroom. Her blue eyes looked up into Elphaba's, a warrior's fire in them.

"Not scared, no." She replied. "But this is not exactly proper behavior for a married woman." But all the same, Dejah made no attempt to move away.

Elphaba smirked as she swayed her hips to entice Dejah closer. "If your husband were around to ensure you were properly pleasures Inwould agree with you. However, he has not been around and a beautiful woman like you should not be denied pleasure." She said.

Elphaba moved to begin lifting her dress slowly. She had to pull it off over her head. She revealed a simple black bra with matching underwear. Her green skin did continue above her entire body. She smiled as she pulled Dejah closer. "Now we are wearing the same amount of clothing." She said.

Dejah swallowed hard as Elphaba gave that roll to her hips. She bit her lower lip as she considered Elphaba's words. When her companion began lifting her dress, Dejah watched with absolute fascination. The way her curves rolled along her body, and the look of that deep emerald flesh...Dejah was entranced.

Her clothing was a bit more ornate, but for the most part, Elphaba was right. She was clad in her loose clothing with decorative metal. It would be nothing to undo a few clasps and let the metal fall, and the cloth would soon follow. But for now, Dejah was focused on Elphaba, and her fingers ran along Elphaba's slender curves.

Elphaba noted how Dejah was reacting to her motions. She continued to sway her hips as Dejah began to touch over her body. Elphaba bit her lower lip as she looked over Dejah. "Should I take more off? Or would you like the honor Dejah?" She asked as her hands moved to tease over the exposed skin of Dejah's body. She was not going to be bold enough to start undressing Dejah just yet.

Dejah blushed at the offer. Again her dark blue eyes took in Elphaba's figure. "No...no, I want to..." But it was wrong, this was all wrong. But oh, how good it felt to have Elphaba's fibers explore her skin. Dejah reached to slip her fingers beneath Elphaba's bra, feeling the underside of her full, soft breasts.

Elphaba moaned when Dejah moved to touch her breasts under the bra. She took a half step closer to Dejah as her hands slid up to move across her collarbone. Her hands then moved over her shoulders. She was secretly trying to figure out how to undo her outfit. "Mmmm, there is a small clasp around the back. They are more impressive when they aren't confined behind this fabric." She said to coax Dejah into removing her bra. She thought she had found the clasp, and intended to undo them after her bra was removed...on accident of course.

Dejah had never encountered such a garment before. There were no bras on Barsoom, only the trappings the women chose to wear due to the hot temperature of the planet. But it was easy to find the clasp she spoke of. But rather than undo it immediately, her fingers ran along the ridge of Elphaba's back. Dejah dragged her fingers along every ridge and every vertebra. Just taking in the feeling of her body. If Elphaba explored her body further, she would find that Dejah had a clasp at the back of her neck and at the small of her back that would completely bare her from the waist up.

Elphaba moaned softly when she felt Dejah's hands moving over her bra clasp. "That's the spot. "Mmmm...pull the fabric closer together to unhook the clasps. It will fall away so you can have better access to what you want to touch." She purred lowly into Dejah's ear before her tongue moved to trace over the shell of it slowly. She then began to kiss and nibble over the soft flesh. She had found the two clasps, but was waiting for her bra to be removed.

Dejah sighed softly, savoring the sensation of having Elphaba's breasts in her hands. Her fingers traced circles along Elphaba's spine. After a moment, Dejah squeezed the clasp as instructed, and let the garment fall away. Her eyes were mesmerized by the sight of Elphaba's bare breasts. They were so full and perfect, especially in their particular emerald shade. Her fingers again ran over the fullness of her breasts, squeezing them softly in her palms.

Elphaba bit her lower lip as the piece of clothing was lifted away. Her perky, full breasts bounced free before a sultry moan was pulled out of her when she felt Dejah's hands on her. Her hands undid the clips she had found before her hands began to go over every inch of Dejah's breasts with reverence as she began to tenderly massage them as she worked towards the nipples. She added a few squeezes to see how Dejah would react.

Dejah moaned aloud as she felt Elphaba dragging her fingers over her breasts. Her own fingers dragged over Elphaba's breasts and punched playfully at her nipples. The contrast of Elphaba's green skin to Dejah's copper-colored skin was all the more arousing to look at with their breasts now exposed. Dejah wrapped her arms around Elphaba's waist, playfully dragging her fingers along her spine as Dejah leaned in for another sensual kiss.

Elphaba's back arched slightly to press her breasts into Dejah's hands even more. The light pinch to her nipples pulled a low moan from Elphaba, her breasts were quite sensitive. She pressed herself up against Dejah and eagerly returned that sensual kiss. Elphaba hummed into the kiss as she slid Dejah's hands down to her ass. She was hoping Dejah would push her underwear down.

Elphaba shifted her body slightly so that both of their full breasts could rub up against each other directly.

Dejah found herself smirking at how sensitive Dejah's nipples were. When Elphaba moved her hands down, Dejah found herself entranced with how round that ass was. She slipped her fingers beneath the fabric and squeezed playfully. With their breasts pressed so flush against each other, Dejah moaned softly. She pushed down Elphabah's panties, slowly, dragging her fingers over Elphaba's skin and squeezing her ass.

Elphaba moaned as she rocked her body to sensually stimulate both of them as their bodies began to grow intensely aroused. Elphaba arched her. Pay to press more into Dejah's hands as she explored. Elphaba felt her underwear disappear and smirked as she found the final clasps to bare Dejah as well.

Elphaba continued the kiss, but leaned back so that she ended up on her back with Dejah atop her. Elphaba would slowly shift so that they were in the middle before making a move to roll them over so that she was now atop Dejah. Elphaba pulled back from the sensual kiss slowly. "Let me show you what pleasures you have been missing." She purred as she began to kiss her way down to Dejah's supple and firm breasts.

As the final clasps of Dejah's outfit were undone and the cloth and metal fell away, the princess moaned softly as both their soft, nude bodies pressed together. She remembered how hard John Carter's body had been. Elphaba's body was so much better. Lean, but soft in all the right places.

When Elphaba pulled her down, Dejah rather enjoyed settling atop her and kissing her deep. It felt good, having her beneath her. But then Elphaba suddenly flipped them, Dejah gasped softly. She had to admit though, that felt good too, having her on top and dominating the fair princess of Barsoom. Dejah started to reply, but the way Elphaba's lips brushed over her breasts made her moan. Dejah arched her body, pressing her breasts more against Elphaba's lips. She found herself wanting Elphaba to suckle her nipples, abs as she fantasized, Dejah moved her hands down along Elphaba's back.

Elphaba felt her opportunity to remain in control and had no intention of giving it up anytime soon. She did indeed go low enough to work over those pert nipples of Dejah's. she worked over those nipples by flicking her tongue over them as her hands worked to massage and knead over the soft mounds.

Dejah gasped softly as Elphaba licked and pressed over her sensitive nipples. "Goddess...yes..." Dejah moaned as her back arched. Her hands slid further down Elphaba's back, finding her soft ass and squeezing possessively. Pleasure rushed through Dejah's body as Elphaba teased her sensitive breasts.

Elphaba smirked when she heard that. She doubled her efforts to work over those delicious, tan breasts. She suspected Dejah was pent up enough to go over just from stimulation here. Her tongue moved to flick over each nipple in turn to pull more moans of pleasure from the beautiful princess writhing beneath her.

She shifted her hips back into those hands squeezing over her ass. She moaned around the nipple in her mouth to encourage her to continue what she was doing.

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