Part 1 of 2. Trying something new and filling a prompt. Face down is Arizona's favorite place to be and Callie's favorite sight to see. Really just PWP. Enjoy.
Callie was tired. 48 hours on, 40 of them on her feet in an OR and she just wanted to fall into bed for the next 12. Mark had Sofia for the weekend and knowing her wife, Arizona probably went to bed hours ago, and that left Callie with no looming interruptions in her plan. Not that Arizona was an interruption, but she was sure even using her mouth to hold a conversation with her wife was going to be a challenge.
Quietly dropping her stuff off at the couch, Callie crept toward her bedroom. The cracked opening was illuminated by the small light on her bedside table that Arizona always left on for her when she was coming home at such a late hour. Before opening the door further, Callie disrobed down to her panties with only one thing on her mind: faceplanting into bed.
Slowly opening the door so as not to make a sound, Callie was greeted with a sight that made her forget just how tired she truly was at the moment.
Arizona was face down in her pillow, small moans escaping the material gag. Blankets collected in a bunch at her feet, Callie watched the jerky rising of her hips, the curling of toes, straining calf muscles, and Arizona's fingers furiously rubbing through her wetness. Her ass muscles twitched under frustration as Callie's wife was trying desperately to bring herself pleasure. Holy fuck.
Callie was no longer tired. In 4 quick steps and a 2-second pause to discard her panties, she crawled up behind Arizona, reaching forward to hold her wife in place. She leaned in, one hand firmly placed on Arizona's back, the other massaging her tight ass.
The unexpected visitor startled Arizona and she attempted to move, dropping her hand to lift herself up.
"Don't move," Callie purred, pushing Arizona back into the pillow, back into position. She felt her wife shiver, spreading her legs farther apart, an open invitation and a welcome one at that.
Foregoing any foreplay, Callie's fingers traced down smooth skin, immediately greeted with wetness at the end of their descent.
Flicking Arizona's swollen, throbbing clit, she grinned at the muffled noises spilling out from the pillow. Arizona was already close. Her legs were slightly shaking in preparation, threatening to drop that glorious ass from its heightened position. "Somebody's been busy." She flicked harder, strangled cries coming from below.
"You're so wet." She leaned forward, licking a path down Arizona's spine. "I love you in this position." Taking one finger, Callie filled Arizona, adding another on pull out.
Arizona moaned loudly, her hips thrusting back into Callie's own heated center.
"Face down, ass up, that's the way I like to fuck," Callie chanted, pumping her fingers deeper with each word, flicking Arizona's clit harder each time.
Lifting her head, she couldn't help but laugh at the extreme dorkiness of her wife even in the most intimate positions.
Taking the opportunity, Callie reached forward with her free hand, tangling in Arizona's hair, pulling back just hard enough for response.
"Fuck," Arizona cried out as her wife pulled her hair just the way she liked, the hand between her legs speeding up, fucking her perfectly.
"Harder," Arizona begged, pushing back with her hips, straining against the hand filling her.
Callie grinned. Never one to leave her wife unsatisfied, she threw her back into it, wildly pumping as the firmness around her fingers became impossibly tight.
Screaming out in pleasure, Arizona begged for more, wetness spilling down her legs as she came so much harder than she had planned when starting the night. "Harder." She kept begging, spurring Callie to continue through her orgasm, building her toward another.
"I need more." She cried as Callie's fingers slammed over and over again. Reaching between her legs, she desperately rubbed at her own clit. "Make me come." Her fingers pinched and pulled before stopping to slap at her throbbing bundle of nerves gently but sharply. Arizona was always one for a little pain with her pleasure and Callie was never one to deny her wife.
Pulling hard at the blonde locks in her hand, Arizona screamed, her head jerking back, tears of frustrated pleasure painting her cheeks. She needed to come again and she needed it now.
"I've been a bad girl. I started without you," Arizona moaned, her hips thrusting backward, pushing Callie farther and farther in each time. "So bad." She moaned louder.
Callie got the hint. Never had Arizona ever asked her for this. She could never form the words as embarrassment for the need was just too much, but Callie figured it out early on. During one rather wild, drunk night, after Callie noticed bite marks all over her from a rather feisty encounter with Arizona in the bar bathroom, when they were finally alone in the bedroom, Callie jokingly told her what a bad girl she was and teasingly brought her hand down across Arizona's ass. Her girlfriend came immediately. She'd only been barely fingering her clit but the harsh connection of her hand to ass was enough for Arizona to fall over the edge. After that anytime Arizona wanted it a little rough, wanted more than just a quick fuck or hours of making love, she'd tell Callie what a bad little girl she'd been.
Releasing Arizona's hair, she pulled back, her fingers teasingly now dancing at her heated wetness, her other hand being firmly brought down against Arizona's tight ass. The moment her palm met muscular flesh, Callie plunged her fingers deep inside.
"God. Fuck." Arizona cried out, her ass shaking.
Callie couldn't help but grin as she sobbed into her pillow, the hand between her legs speeding up its frantic movements against her clit.
Sucking in a deep breath, Arizona's body tensed, knowing just how much better it felt when she was fighting it.
Callie brought her hand down again directly on the same spot, watching redness spread on the pale skin. "So bad," she whispered.
"Yes." Arizona cried out again. "Fuck." She screamed a third time as Callie followed up with one last spank, sending her careening over the edge.
Arizona was sobbing in pleasure as she came again, her knees collapsing under the weight of her weakened body.
"I can't move," Arizona mumbled into the pillow below her, her wife's body spread out on top of her.
"I've been awake for 55 hours and I came home and just fucked you senseless. If you don't repay the favor, I promise you next time you won't be able to sit for a week," Callie threatened, although she was pretty sure her words were empty. Pretty sure, just not 100% sure.
"Promise?" Arizona raised her head with a smirk on her face.
"Fuck me, Arizona. Fuck me now." Callie hissed, rolling off her wife, onto her back, and spreading her legs wide in anticipation.
Part 1 Complete. TBC
