"Amelia, we don't have to do anything. We're doctors so it makes sense you're interested."Callie says even though she isn't so eager to put her dick up. Despite her surprise, shes not opposed to the idea of a quick round with Amelia Shepard. She's tiny and intense and since shes just gotten out of surgery and won't have another until daybreak, a nightcap would be perfect before she passed out on one of the uncomfortable oncall room beds.
And Amelia Shepard is clean.. Right?
"well," the sound of amelia speaking breaks callie out of her inner musings, "what if.. I want to do something?" Callie is dimly aware of Amelias hand on her thigh. Not moving but heavy and insisting. Her eyes are caught by Amelia's. Caught by the open desire in them. Callie has some to match and Her attention is taken by Amelia, her thoughts even. She really wants to fuck her.
"Well," Callie says, wanting to draw this out at least a little bit, "what are you gonna do about that?" And raises an eyebrow in challenge. She is rewarded with a dimpled smile from the neurosurgeon and a devilish glint that brings more blood and desire to her member.
Not one to back down from a challenge, she moves into Callie's space until they are sharing the same air to test Callie's patience.
She places a light peck on her lips and a few more down Callie's jawline and then an open mouth kiss on her neck, sucking a little bit. One hand is starting to explore Callie's body, rubbing her stomach before moving down and Playing with the waistband of her scrubs until Callie lifts her hip to get them taken off. With her hips in the air, her package is thrust into the limelight again and Amelia is quick to lean down to place a kiss on the growing bulge before pulling the scrubs the rest of the way off. Callie's cock feels good and it hasn't even been inside of her yet. Amelia could tell that Callie was getting excited and that just made her even wetter. She was already dripping for her cock, she just hoped she wouldn't be begging for it. She wanted to keep the upper hand because Callie seemed so sure of her place as dominant, and Amelia wanted to flip that.
When Callie's pants are off, Amelia stands up and unties her scrubs. She places another quick peck on Callie's lips before turning around and making a show of beginning to slowly remove her pants.
She's just gotten them over her ass when she feels Callie's bulge on her ass. She's leaning Amelia over in front of her and dry rubbing her from the back with her semi.
As good as it feels, Amelia hasnt lost sight of her desire to be dominate and is mad Callie got off the bed without permission.
"Callie go sit back down." Amelia says as she attempts to right her position and turn around to face Callie.
Before she gets turned all the way around, one of the hands that was on her hips feels it's way up to her throat. There is no grip but the pressure of Callie's strong hands, one on her hip and one on her throat makes Amelia feel almost like puddy.
"Are you sure that's what you want" Callie asks before placing a kiss on Amelia's cheek and then moving her hand from Amelia's hip to wrap around her waist and pull her back flush against Callie's front and kissing across the back of her shoulders.
Amelia felt her knees getting weak as both of Callie's hands travelled to her breasts. Squeezing before beginning to pull her shirt up.
But Amelia was done with Callie not listening and stepped out of the embrace, slightly wobbly, and turned around to face Callie,
Who was looking at Amelia with an amused, yet questioning expression. Her smile brought one to Amelia's face but she still repeated herself, "go sit down, Callie."
Callie's smile just got wider as she backed back up to the bed, maintaining eye contact as she sat back down. Her dick, a bit stiffer now bounced a bit when she sat and grabbed Amelia's attention, only momentarily but Callie didn't miss it and loved it in fact. How into her Amelia clearly was, because she was into her too.
Callie still had a huge smile on her face but she seemed willing to listen, "what would you like me to do now?"
She was sat there with her hair still up in a ponytail from surgery, in her scrub top and semi hard on, clearly visible in her navy briefs and a goofy smile. Tall, dark and handsome. She almost looked innocent, Amelia thought, but she had a strong feeling that she wasn't.
What am I gonna do with you? She was thinking to herself but then the worst imaginable sound plagued the room and both of their attention was brought to the source of the offending sound. A little black pager, forgotten inside of their oncall room world was making itself known again.
"damn" "ughhhh!"
"you have to go.." "I have to go"
"damn"
"ughhh"