The weight was pressing, harder and harder each day. When did life become this? When did surviving turn them into Neanderthals? When did basic human survival become a pressing issue? Those were the questions that were pondered. Those were the questions Callie and Arizona asked themselves everyday. Everyday before the day they established camp.
"Hey baby!" Arizona greeted enthusiastically, raising her eyebrows as Callie entered the elevator that now only occupied 2. Callie smiled but the next thing that registered was her back making contact with the wall and the taller girl's hands on her hips. Her hands shot up to grip the back of her wife's neck and in no time she was consumed in a passionate yet fun kiss. The kiss held a promise, a promise of what was to happen when Callie got home. And Arizona couldn't wait to take her up on it. When they had to part for air the blonde giggled and pecked her lips. "Glad I ran into you." She said, suggestion oozing in her tone.
"As am I dear..as am I." She went back in for another kiss, but the elevator ding stopped them. Callie grunted a little and stomped her foot, one of the many ways, she presumed, that Callie never grew up. And that was just the start of the list of reason why she loved her. Callie's eyes were frustrated by the situation, but as soon as they locked onto blue orbs Arizona immediately saw them soften as a stray hair from her braided pony tail that had exiled itself from the others was tucked away safely behind her ear. "I love you." Arizona's tongue stuck out through her smile, giggling like a school girl.
"I love you too." She pushed Callie back from her a little and smacked her on the butt to scooch her out of the elevator. Callie had to make her evening rounds then she'd be home. All Arizona's. All night. Maybe she'd order them a pizza. Scratch that, she'd definitely order them a pizza. Those were the best nights: eating pizza on the couch, the cuddles turning into a make out session on the couch, wine and pizza long forgotten. They always found their way to the bed, and always found their self up all night. …the best nights. "Hurry, Cal!" She sent her wife off with a wink and got a smile in return, the kind of smile that portrayed a love, and let Arizona know that even when she was home and Callie was at the hospital, they were always together. She smiled to herself as the elevator door shut and took her down to the main lobby. When she got to the car she pulled her phone out and searched through her contacts til she found the number of the pizza place on the corner.
"Aren't you hungry Callie?" Arizona said with suggestion laced in her tone. She had set the pizza on the coffee table and they had just sat down on the couch. The blonde barely even had a chance to flip on the t.v. before her wife was pulling her legs into her lap and spreading them so she could be in between them.
"Yes, but not for pizza." Callie replied as she removed the remote from Arizona's hands and tossed it towards the other end of the sofa. The shorter girls hands found the way to the back of her wife's neck as she chuckled a little, her dimples coming out in smirk filled smile.
"Well then what do you want to eat?" Arizona asked, raising one eyebrow, her smirk growing to full force.
"You." Callie replied bluntly and finally took her out of her seated position and had them both lying down, the latina still between the blonde's legs. There was no time for question as she kissed her hungrily.
Callie rocked into Arizona's clothed center, their jeans creating a friction that felt so damn good. Their breath was frantic, mixing together with every choppy outtake. The shorter girls hands were on either side of the darker girl's face and her wife's hands were digging into the soft grass and earth beneath them, giving her support.
"Fuck, Callie." The taller girl didn't even respond, just rocked into her wife harder. "Shit." Arizona said as she unbuttoned her worn jeans and stole one of Callie's hands to slip it inside. Her wife's hand was immediately met with wetness and she just grunted. "Fuck me, Cal."
Her wife didn't even hesitate, slipping three fingers into the blonde, using her hips to thrust even harder. In no time Arizona was clutching down on her fingers and sharply inhaling as she crashed over the edge. She came with a whispered 'Fuck.' And Callie seemed pleased. She giggled a little as she let her wife come down and kissed her softly on the nose, then ended with a peck on the lips. She smirked before saying: "You're welcome." The blonde opened her eyes and immediately they flashed with hunger. With a smile on her face she flipped them over and pinned the taller girl's hands above her head and straddled her.
"You're so fucking hot." She said, rocking once against her wife.
"Well I do try…" Her sentence lingered as Arizona started to unbutton her pants and drag them down until they were off. The underwear followed quickly after the jeans and Callie was left speechless. The blonde leaned back onto her heels and admired what was in front of her.
"Somebody's ready for me." The latina began to respond but it was muted by the blonde's lips on her own. "Shh..let me take care of you." With that Arizona wasted no time and traveled right down to her center and delved right in, immediately finding her wife's clit. Callie began to moan before she felt a finger on her lips, silencing her. "Show, don't tell." The shorter girl reprimanded and dove right back in. In no time, she too was on the edge of what her wife had just experienced.
Arizona felt hands tangle into her hair as her wife began to gain extra pleasure by riding her face. In a few seconds Callie was tumbling over the edge and shortly after her rise, she fell to the ground again with a soft 'thump.'
The blonde pulled back and grinned at the woman beneath her. She slowly opened her eyes and met her back with her own grin. "That was amazing." She complimented and brought her wife's face down to kiss her. "I love you." Arizona giggled.
"I love you too." She pecked Callie on the lips and hopped up. "We do have to go back to camp though, so you should probably get dressed." She shot the other girl a wink and began shredding off her white tank top to dip it in the water that pooled beneath the water fall. She patted her face with it before ringing it out and slipping it back on, although it was still damp. She walked a few feet over to fetch her black vest that had been tossed to the side somewhere in her and Callie's heated moment. She put her arms through it and began to button it up to just below her chest. Her wife was still leaning back on her elbows and admiring her. She noticed and smiled. "Get you dressed you little perv." She said, shooting her a wink and popping her butt out to the left as she turned back around. The initial point of this trip was for them to wash up, the group at camp all took turns and the couples were given the same allotted time.
They loaded up the cart they had brought with them with some freshly filled water bottles- even though the camp had more than enough they figured they could use it as an excuse for the extra time that was spent out here. As they made their way back towards camp they stole glances at each other, smiling each time one of them was caught. They might have been grown women but everyone would swear they could've been teenagers half of the time- with the way their full blown love had a tendency to have characteristics of puppy love.
As they got back to camp they were still all smiles when they rolled up to the kitchen area. Bailey turned around hearing them approach as Derek looked up at them as well. Her narrowed his eyes and Miranda looked them over. She looked like she might say something but Shepherd beat her to it.
"Did you two have showering?" He added suggestion to that word cause he knew exactly what their bathing time had consisted of. He winked at them to let them knew he was casual about it and turned around to continue chopping up something for their dinner meal. Bailey just huffed a little and laughed.
"Horndogs. Always up to sex somewhere. Ain't a single place around this camp you haven't had your way with." She said, waving them off, but also not pressing it further to let them know she too understood and wouldn't press further. She turned on their make shift faucet so it could pull water from their tank and fill up the washing tin. She grabbed a clothe and swung it over her shoulder, preparing to wash everyone's bowls and cups before supper tonight. Arizona just grinned widely and Callie shifted her amused filled eyes to the ground.
They parked the cart full of water bottles and grabbed out two for themselves. They could just fill them up out of the tank, but filling them up at the water hole gave the tank a little more life to which they all thought was a convenience they could live with.
"She speaks the truth you know?" Meredith came up behind them with Yang in tow, both coming into the kitchen. Grey grabbed an apple and bit into it smirking, bumping her hip into Derek's and waggling her eyebrows. Yang just made a disgusted face and leaned against the counter beside her friend. Lexie came behind them with an armful of carrots, walking past them and placing them in front of Derek.
"You know you guys used to cut things for a living, you could help." The younger Grey pointed out as she picked up one of the knives they mustered up.
"Yeah but you do such a good job little Grey. Plus maybe if we're lucky you'll miss again except this time instead of hitting your finger you'd hit your eyeball." Yang still packed her own brand of punch, but she did smile a little, letting her know it was humor. That's been the shift in her ever since Mason was born, she was still the same old Christina. Her jabs just shifted from vengeful to humor filled. A welcomed change.
Everybody shared a laugh in reference to the holiday years ago and Arizona shot Lexie wink.
When everything got settled in the kitchen they started to walk to their hideaway tent, located not too far from their cabin that was roofed in a transparent material so they could sneak away and view the stars whilst still being in a bed. Even though it wasn't night time they still found it to be an enjoyable spot. Plus, they had it all to themselves. The cabins they had built were each assigned four people, five if the cabin had a child. That way they only had to build four for the time being. Three for those who were already there, and an extra for anyone who might pass through. If anymore were needed they could see to it in the future.
Their cabin was the second to last on the left, and they shared it with Derek and Meredith. The one furthest to the left was the one that remained empty, as the one in the middle was occupied by Bailey, Ben, Teddy, and Henry. With the one furthest to the right being occupied by Owen, Christina, Mark, and Lexie.
Two of the cabins had five people, one of them being theirs due to Zola and another one being Mark's, due to Owen and Christina's child, Mason. While Christina was reluctant to have the child at first, she eventually grew on the idea. Zola was only a year older than Mason and just turned 13 last week.
In front of the four cabins to the right was a sheltered area with the picnic tables they eventually built, where they ate and spent a lot of their free time. In the center of it all was a free space with a large tree toward the left, providing a little shade over the area, and under it sat a cow bell that would be rung for things like dinner or meetings. Off more towards the left was a dirt pit used for games, a net currently up for their makeshift game of volleyball. Across from the free shaded space was the kitchen and water tank, a very popular place for the afternoon munchies and the designated weekly chef.
They were about to round the corner of their cabin when they heard a voice.
"I know you were probably a little disappointed I didn't muster anything up for your birthday…" Arizona peeked around the corner to examine the situation. The dark haired boy who was an odd mix between Yang and Hunt was sitting on a tree stump rubbing the back of his neck as Zola sat on a tree stump adjacent to him. The blonde whipped back around the side of the cabin and when Callie almost inquired she put a hand over her mouth before any noise could be emitted. She mouthed something close to a 'Shh' and Callie's eyebrows shot up before peering around the edge with her wife to see for herself. "But, umm," the boy seemed nervous, "I did have something in mind."
Zola smiled at him, leaning her head down a little to gain his eye contact. "What was it Mase?" You could almost see the boy swallow.
"I..um.." He stuttered over himself. She smiled a little again and put her hands on the boys knees, getting down on her own. Their eyes found each others and she put one hand underneath his chin. If they thought the boy looked nervous before, then there were no words for what he looked like now. She lifted his chin up and leaned forward, softly connecting their lips. He looked stunned, she pulled back, chuckling a tad.
"Did I guess right? She asked, waiting for him to make eye contact again. He had a huge grin on his face.
"Um..yeah. Yeah you, uh, you definitely did." Arizona and Callie both leant back on the cabin wall, their mouths matching the other's in a large 'O' shape. Once they realized they shared the same initial shock they both had to try and stifle their giggles and laughter.
The blonde looked toward her wife and mouthed: 'Oh my GOD!' Callie nodded her head in agreement, then knowing they were on the same wave length she pushed the shorter girl forward a little and cleared her throat as they were made visible.
"Hey you two!" The latina said, chipper and perky. "What are you up to?" They both looked a little taken aback, Mason more so than Zola. Zola just greeted them and replied with a 'Not much!' The boy looked like he was about to shit himself, but Zola just excused both of them and they both walked off, probably to the kitchen or game area. As soon as they were out of hearing range Callie and Arizona turned to each other and with one look both burst into loud laughter.
They let themselves come down from it as they continued the walk to their tent. They passed the small fire pit that rested in front of it, sitting beside it the lantern they needed to take back to their cabin. Arizona held the flap open for Callie then followed her wife in. With the blow up mattress residing with them there wasn't too much room, maybe only enough for another mattress- if they squeezed them together tightly enough. The blonde flopped down onto the mattress, carefully enough not to pop it. She waited for her spouse to follow but the only thing she found was brown eyes on her.
She looked at her inquisitively but Callie just smirked. She almost inquired before the taller girl spoke first.
"I'm just giving you a moment to let it sink in that I'm so not finished with you." Realization hit Arizona and her mouth dropped open a little.
"Calliope Torres…you little devil." She looked her wife up and down before she was pounced. Their little hide away was filled with giggles that turned into moans. Such a devil, but thank fucking Mary she's mine. She thought.
A/N: Hey howdy hey you guys. I have big ideas for this story, but I'm also open to your alls ideas. You guys have just as much influence in this as I do, so give me your ideas, tell me what you want out of this! I love Calzona, but I wanted to write an AU to offer something a little different than the normal hospital feel. I hope the first chapter was enjoyed! Tis only the beginning.