Title: LOVE WITH LIFE

Author: reign_anne

Genre: Romance/Humor

Rating: R

Pairing: Callie/Arizona

Summary: Sequel to The Other Way Around. Set a few months after.

Disclaimer: All characters referred to in this work, including the settings are the properties of ABC and Shonda Rhimes. This material was written for pure fun and pleasure and no profit is earned from it.

Sorry for the delay. Unbeta'ed, so I apologize for the mistakes.

Chapter 1 – Ooopss

===Callie===

What's taking her so long? I heard noises coming from the bathroom. I was about to stand up and abandon this all together when her voice stopped me.

"Are you ready?"

"Um… yes."

"Did you do everything I told you?"

"Yes, my lady. I followed your orders just like a good little girl," I answered with a roll of my eyes.

"Close your eyes," came the husky command.

"But…"

"Close it or I bolt."

Such a fucking tease… I swear I will make her pay for this… I forcefully shut my eyes off. I probably looked dignified grumbling to myself, I wanted to scream at her but my inner rant was interrupted when I heard a click and a slow song came on.

"Are your eyes closed?"

"Yes."

"And your hands?"

"Firmly planted behind me while I am uncomfortably sitting on this fucking chair." Great, I have turned into a foul mouthed woman.

"Oh come on, Calliope. Don't be like this." I heard her move around, "You asked for this, remember?"

"I asked for sexy time. Not torture time. And my ass is numb and this chair is hard and my nipples have probably shriveled while waiting for you!"

I heard a throaty laugh from my side. I whipped my head towards the sound. I know I was in for a very sexy and hot and exhausting night. But I want it now and she is making me wait. Damn her and her ooooh… she straddled me then soon after, I heard a metal click sound from my back. Oh god, she just cuffed me to the chair. I gulped. Great Torres, you gulped. Pull yourself together. You're a rock star, remember. I tried to open my eyes.

"Keep them closed."

"You just cuffed me!" I asked, half surprised, half turned on.

"Hmm…"

"You're driving me mad."

"That's the point."

"Arizona," I breathlessly begged. How sexy of me. No response, instead she stood up. I heard scraping sound on the floor.

"It's not fair," I squirmed on my seat, which was probably already soaked from my center. "I am naked, practically strapped to a chair and I cannot see you."

"Patience is a virtue."

"Fuck patience. I'm no virtuous woman!"

"But a woman nonetheless, which I really like."

I shivered when I felt her near my lips. She was near me. I lunged forward hoping to catch her lips. Foiled. I heard her laugh. I was about to scream in frustration when she commanded, "Open your eyes now."

I opened my eyes and I squinted. It took me a few seconds to adjust my eyes to the dimly illuminated room. There were only a few candles around, giving the room a hazy glow. When my eyes adjusted, I frowned, Where is she? A lamp across the room clicked and the light spilled over the chair in front of it. What I saw almost made me come. The light shadowed her upper body like a halo. She was sitting with her legs spread open. My mouth watered at the amount of skin I was presented with. The bare legs crossed and I frowned.

"Open them," I demanded with a growl. The owner of the said legs remained frozen. "Arizona," I begged again. Any other day, I wouldn't beg but with the feast spread in front me, the hell I care. So, I begged, once again, I hate her. "Arizona, please…"

I watched as the milky, bare, and well-toned legs uncross then slowly rise. I swallowed, utterly captivated by her sight. I tried to catch her eyes as another song came on but they were concealed by the black cap she was wearing. That's when her outfit clued me in. She was wearing a barely-buttoned white police blouse. I could see the smooth curve of her breasts threatening to escape from the top. I licked my lips, almost feeling those in my mouth.

"Oh, I forgot something," she finally spoke. She turned around and walked towards the lighted bathroom, swaying her hips purposely. "Don't go anywhere," she teased.

As if I could. I waited patiently, thinking that she would be back shortly. She didn't. That sneaky…. she was making me wait. I wanted to scream. Finally, after about 5 minutes she entered the room without the cap. She smiled at me and I pulled from my restraints and twitched because I wanted to tackle her for leaving me like that. She gave me a smug smile and said, "Sorry, I was looking for this." She showed me a key, probably for the hand cuffs but I could care less.

"You're a fucking tease!"

"Do you want me to untie you?"

Do I? Hmm decisions decisions. As much as I wanted to be freed, I liked the idea of being under her mercy, I shook my head 'no.' I was very excited and very… wet. She smirked at me and I knew she was proud of her smug little self for being able to control me like that. The hell I care, reputation be damned. I needed to be fucked by her.

"If you say so." She threw the key behind me then picked up the remote. She walked towards the stereo and rifled through the CD's, in an excruciatingly slow pace. She pulled out several CD's and casually inspected them. I cleared my throat, rather impatiently. She turned her head and smirked, there it is again, the smug smile. I wanted to wipe that off her face.

"Can I help you, Calliope?"

I sighed and grumbled, "I hate to cut your shopping short, but my hands are going numb," I jiggled my hands behind me to emphasize my point.

"What does it matter, you won't be needing them anyway."

I threw her a dirty and menacing look, becoming less amused and a lot hornier with her antics. Before I could say more, she finally chose a song and hit play. She started swaying, while her back was still turned from me.

Oh god, she is going to kill me. That was the only thought in my mind when I heard the song. There is something dirty and filthy about listening to this song.

Arizona slowly turned and flipped her shoes off, which I just noticed now. Her hips swayed deliciously in rhythm with the music. I watched her dance lasciviously and provocatively in front of me. I felt all the blood in my body pool in my southern region. She winked as she sang along.

Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on

Livin' like a lover with a radar phone

Lookin' like tramp, like a video vamp

Demolition woman, can I be your man?

(be your man)

"Well I cannot be your man, but I can be your woman," she winked at me again.

Fucking hell. She even knows the words to the song. Is it possible for someone to be so adorable and dirty at the same time? I mentally asked myself. She straddled me and instantly I felt the dampness between her legs. Arizona, you dirty little girl. She continued singing while giving me a lap dance. I almost screamed Hallelujah! I lost track of the song when she said….

"Take my blouse off."

"Um… I'm kinda tied up," was my breathy response.

"Use your mouth."

I almost came with her words. I grinned as I lowered my mouth. She continued grinding and singing on my lap.

Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
I can't get enough
I'm hot, sticky, sweet
From my head to my feet, yeah

I looked at her blouse and smiled. This won't take long, only two buttons were holding the blouse. I grasped the first with my teeth and yanked it open. I felt warm wetness on my lap and I couldn't help but smile at her obvious arousal. I spit the button to the side and wasted no time in pulling sharply at the last one. At last, the top opened and she shrugged it off, making her breast jiggle in front of me. I lunged forward and took one with my mouth.

"Oh god, Calliope." Her voice was hoarse, she abandoned singing in favor of moaning. Can't say I'm disappointed. I love her breathy and husky moans. She tangled her hands on my hair and urged me on. I felt her leaned down a little and started rubbing against my thigh, I moaned at the wetness. She pulled back and her breast popped out from my mouth. I blinked rapidly at the loss. But then she replaced it with the other, then said "Suck."

Well what else could I do but suck. I smiled against her and teased her a little but she shoved it quite forcefully into my mouth. "Suck harder."

She was now grinding harder on me and the chair started to wobble. I could feel the bruises against my wrist from the cuffs but that was the least of my concern.

"Hmm… I love your mouth… and your tongue."

I arched up, urging her to grind down harder. She looked hot and sexy while grinding on my lap. Her moves became frantic as I felt her wetness pool in my thigh. She was close, I was sure. She moved faster but before she could slip over, I felt something crack and the next thing I know we were on the floor and I screamed…. "Aaaaahhh." It wasn't a good scream.

We managed to break the chair and we ended up on the floor. My left arm sandwich between the floor and the chair. I struggled against the handcuffs as Arizona scrambled to get off me.

"Oh my god, are you okay… oh my god… oh my god."

Normally, I would be proud at hearing her chant "oh my god" but at this very moment, I wasn't smiling. I groaned at my misfortune.

"Arizona… my arm…"

She looked down then started to panic. She slipped on her robe and ran out of the room, I heard a faint "I'm gonna call for help."

Aw fuck!

======xxxxxxx======

Fifteen minutes later, I was sitting in the ER of Seattle Grace Mercy West hospital. With Bailey examining my arm. Well trying to, since I refused to uncross them from my chest. Yes, I'm sulking, and pouting, so what? My libido's been crushed along with what's left of my dignity. Arizona sat across me in another gurney, apologetic look on her face. Mark and Addison were standing on the side, looking at me with smiles on their faces.

When my girlfriend told me she was calling for help, I expected her to call Cristina from the other room. Instead, she came back a minute later with Mark in tow, the next minutes were spent on Mark laughing and howling at seeing my state, Arizona smacking him then helping me dress up. And now we're here, with my self-respect in shambles and my friends maniacally laughing at me.

"You two, get out of here," Bailey pointed at Mark and Addison.

"Um no, we're her friends." Mark reasoned.

"And friends support their friends during bad times," Addison added with a smirk.

Bailey just shook her head and looked at me. She forcefully uncrossed my arms and examined it. "So, tell me what happened?"

The question sent the two stooges into a fit of giggles. Mark stopped when Arizona kicked him. Unfortunately, Addison was out of her reach.

"Um… there was an incident with the chair," Arizona answered.

"Huh? Chair?" She looked at me for confirmation. I nodded. "You slipped from a chair?"

"You can say that."

Once again, the miserable two dissolved into laughters. I looked at Arizona, silently begging her to get rid of them. She nodded then roughly pushed them aside then pulled the curtain to shield us. I heard them laughing from behind the curtain as they walked away. Not a moment later, the curtain opened and I was about to scream at the intruder but the person that appeared was neither Mark or Addison.

"Hey, I got your page. Is everything okay?" Teddy asked.

I groaned. "You paged her? Why the hell would you purposely embarrass me further?" I asked my girl.

"Well, she is my friend, and if you can have your friends here then I can as well."

"Just in case you've forgotten I didn't call the two stooges, you did. And by the way, Teddy is my friend too but I didn't call her since this is embarrassing enough."

"You didn't call her because your arm is hurting."

"So what? You took the liberty of calling all our friends? Where's little Grey? Seems to me she is missing out on all of these."

"She's off duty," Arizona answered in a deadpan tone. "Besides, I didn't call her. What would I say, hey Lexie guess what your other lesbian mommy got hurt because I straddled her so hard she slipped off the chair."

I heard Teddy snort beside me then I felt my arm being dropped, rather unceremoniously. "This is a sex-related injury?" Bailey asked with disgust. I just nodded my head then inwardly groaned. Kill me now.

"Do you want me to take over Dr. Bailey?" Teddy asked politely.

"By all means, do. I have better things to do than attend to stupid surgeons injured in a middle of a sex orgy." Bailey muttered and walked away.

"It wasn't an orgy," the blonde retorted then looked at Teddy, "It wasn't."

The cardio attending just put her palms up, "I don't really need to know."

"It's her fault anyway. Tell her Calliope."

"My fault? Excuse me, but I'm the one with a possible broken arm!" I whispered vehemently, minding the fact that we were in the ER and I didn't want the rest of the people hearing us. It would be a matter of time before the gossip mill get a hold of this then…. Bye bye rock star reputation.

"Yeah, because you couldn't sit still when I told you to!" she responded with the same tone.

"How could I sit still when you were grinding on my lap! Besides, you're the one who tied me up!"

"She does have a point," Teddy pointed out.

"You're taking her side? You we're friends with me first," I smiled when she glared at Teddy. If I wasn't hurt, I would totally be topping her right now. She looks so hot when she is angry. I felt Teddy smack my arm.

"Ow… ouch… what the hell! What was that for? I'm stacking up on injuries here."

"You know why, you have the look, the one that says you are turned on." Arizona looked at me and smiled indulgingly, "But this isn't the time. And you," she pointed at Arizona, "sit back down and shut up. Stop ranting and control your anger, you are turning her on and I don't wanna be a witness to your love fest. If I knew I would be a part of this craziness, I would have never agreed to be your new BFF."

======xxxxxxx======

A few hours later…..

"Stop fidgeting. I'm the injured one, remember?" Arizona had been squirming ever since we went home from the ER. Luckily, I only needed a sling and not a cast. I was released but recommended to rest my arms for a few days.

"I can't sleep."

"I'm fine. Don't worry."

"I'm not worried."

I frowned, my girlfriend is not worried about me? "You're not?" I asked incredulously. I am hurt for crying out loud and she is not even worried.

"No, I'm horny!" she huffed with a pout. If I wasn't highly medicated with pain killers, I would totally be sucking that pout. But unfortunately, my arm is numb and frankly I'm tired.

"How selfless of you," I sarcastically retorted. She must have realized how she sounded since she looked at me with apology written all over her face.

"Oh, I didn't mean it that way. I'm sorry baby, I am worried about you but…."

I cut her off, "you're horny."

"As hell! I was so close earlier and now I feel hot all over."

"Take a shower then," I suggested, knowing exactly where this is headed.

"Don't want to," she continued huffing and pouting.

"Well, what do you me to do then?"

"Well….." she slinked her sexy way towards me, taking time to rub her breasts against my uninjured arm. Sneaky sneaky. "You could help me becomes less… um… bothered," she gave me a knowing smile.

I knew that if she licked her lip one more time, I'll give in. But then the sling on my other arm reminded me that I am suffering and in pain… and I fully intend to use this to my advantage and well… my amusement. "No."

She blinked, as if she could not believe I refused her. I never did before.

"No? but… but… I'm horny!"

"Go play with the toys," I spat back. She opened her mouth then looked appalled that I even suggested it. She was about to respond when I backtracked. There is no way she is getting herself off without me. "On second thought, do not play with the toys. Or with yourself. If I have to be in a sling for the next few days then you cannot have happy or sexy time."

"But your right hand is perfectly fine. We can still play a little," she continued begging, with a full on pout. Better pull that lip in Arizona.

"No."

"What if I play with myself while you watch."

I shivered at the image but I stood strong, well sat strong is more like it. "No." She grumbled and slipped off the bed. "Where are you going."

"To the shower!"

"Come back here."

"No."

"If you don't I will never have sex with you again." Okay, that was a lie but desperate times calls for desperate empty threats. She screeched to a halt when she heard my threat.

"Calliope."

"No. You are not taking a shower. I won't allow it."

"Excuse me?" she asked with her hands on her hips.

"I know for a fact that you are gonna get yourself off in the shower, so no. Like I said, we suffer together. Nothing until I regain the full use of this arm."

"Nothing at all?" she sounded worried.

"Yes. Nothing. And I will know Arizona. If I found out that you did it, then I will not put out for a very long time." I continued prattling my threats. Wow, there goes my maturity.

She just stood there for a few seconds. Probably contemplating if I was kidding or not. Then she grumbled her way back to bed.

"Just so you know I don't like you very much right now."

"Well, I love you too." I smiled when I heard a barely audible "I love you too" from under the blankets.