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A/N: Thanks to everyone reading this and your continued support. I hope you are enjoying this story and let me know if there's anything that you really liked or can be improved. Also do not worry, sexy times are a coming soon(ish). Also I have never been to Seattle or its harbour so I made some stuff up to accommodate if it's accurate then even better and I don't know Spanish so I had to rely on good old Google translate.
To say the boat ride had been difficult would be the year's biggest understatement to Arizona. Hellish was perhaps a better word for it but true to her own word, Calliope had held her hand the entire time. She hadn't even minded when the blonde squeezed so tightly that she left indentations with her nails when they went over a particularly choppy wave. She didn't laugh at the peds surgeon when she demanded a lifejacket even though it was usually just the children who adorned them. Nope Callie had been close to perfection and although the experience had mainly been an unpleasant one, Arizona had to say she was extremely proud of herself for committing and following through on this. Plus the views had been pretty awesome and it did feel good to have the wind in her hair for once. Being a surgeon was her life, her passion, but you couldn't learn or study for amazing moments like today and no matter how much you loved your job, everybody needed a break away from it once in a while.
They were just pulling into the dock whilst Callie helped Arizona out of her lifejacket and smiled at her new windswept hairstyle. "You look cute, a little ridiculous, but cute."
"Heeeey! I conquered a fear of mine and all you can do is insult my hair?" The blonde put on a fake affront to the taller woman's words.
"I said cute first!" The Latina hopped onto dry land and held her hand out for Arizona to hold on to.
"And they say chivalry is dead, nicely recovered Torres," the blonde purred into her girlfriend's ear as soon as her feet touched the comforting concrete. Callie just raised an eyebrow seductively and chastely kissed her partner, the pride pouring through her lips at the accomplishment.
"Don't take this the wrong way, I'm not tryin' to be condescending, but I'm really proud of you for that. I know it wasn't easy." Try as she might, Arizona couldn't help the tears water her eyes as she stared into the most genuine coffee coloured set.
"Thank you," she replied softly, blinking repeatedly to eradicate the extra moisture.
"You're welcome. Just thought you should know." Callie smiled and once again joined their hands together, eager to share the physical contact that was often missed at the hospital. Sure they had their on-call room moments but it wasn't really the same when you had to show professional restrain in the corridors or OR and neither woman was usually a particular fan of PDA, especially in front of gossiping nurses and doctors.
"So Dr Torres, you still have an hour or so, where you taking me now?" Callie checked her watch; it was only coming for eleven, too early for lunch. Another idea popped into her head and Callie half cringed and half congratulated herself at the thought. God if Yang laughed at the boat idea she'd have a cackling fit over this. Callie Torres did not do corny, well not usually.
"Um…come with me," she mysteriously stated whilst nervously playing with her long skirt. Arizona could practically see the cloud like thought bubbles above her girlfriend's head. Clearly whatever she was thinking about she was in two minds in over. Arizona slightly swung their arms in a childlike manner as she took in the sights around the waterfront. She was embarrassed to admit she'd actually never really come here before, instead passing it by in her car on a quick tour to familiarise herself with the city when she first moved to Seattle. She chastised her apathetic attitude and vowed to appreciate the simpler things just a little more.
They arrived at the newly developed waterfront park, the greens contrastingly aesthetically with the blue shades from the glimmering water in the short distance. There were beautiful plants of every colour on display, small water features creating a soothing trickling noise whilst intricately carved bird baths gave replenishment to the local wildlife. Callie was surprised that the area wasn't more populated on such a sunny day. She led Arizona over to a near deserted spot underneath a little tree, the blonde's shoulders were already becoming tinged pink with the sun and she figured the shade would do them some good.
"Wow. How did I not know about this place?" Arizona looked around in amazement. It was like a mini jungle in the city!
"It only just opened, I don't think you're the only one," Callie suggested as she lowered herself onto the rich grass, situated her back against the structure and patted the ground in front of her, indicating for the blonde to sit with her back to the Latina's front.
"You're quite the secret romantic aren't you Calliope?" the peds surgeon mused as she pulled herself close to her partner.
"Hmm don't get too used to it," Callie responded as her arms linked around the paler woman's midsection. She closed her eyes and rested her head against the trunk. Her libido had calmed for now but she could still feel the residual dampness from their earlier escapades. Arizona on the other hand was slightly struggling with the brunette's ample chest pushed tightly against her back; she tried to calm the erotic thoughts that poured into her mind like luxurious honey. Now was not the time to be thinking of cupping those amazing breasts and feeling them heave against her tongue. Damn Callie and her torturous teasing. They lay together in silence just happy to soak up the sunshine and peace; the no pagers thing was pretty soothing for the soul.
Callie lightly dozed, the sun reminding her of a childhood spent in Miami and holidays to remaining family in Cuba. She had loved the warm rays on her skin as they had played in the glorious waters often having barbeques on the golden sands whilst throngs of grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles surrounded her happily laughing and singing Spanish songs passed on from generation to generation. After coming out to her father, she had thought those past days as memories only, never to be recreated again and certainly not with her strict catholic parents but they had bent for her. Her Mami and Aria had contacted her once again, apologising for their recent behaviour with promises to support her as much as possible and an invitation to take Arizona to their mini Miami mansion. She could tell Lucia was still struggling with the concept but she was truly trying and right now Callie would take that.
The Latina was roused from her musings by a warm palm resting on her clothed thigh. She had thought the blonde had drifted off like her but apparently not. She was trying to decipher if the touch was innocent when she felt Arizona grind back a little and lay her head on the tanned shoulder to the right, her palm slipping slowly up the toned limb. 'Hmm sneaky tactics,' thought the taller woman. Actions such as those were usually Arizona's form of subtly suggesting she was horny. Callie thought she'd just sit back and enjoy this and so shut her eyes once more to see how this new situation would play out.
Arizona was sure that Callie was awake by now. Had the thigh action not worked she was certain that her head falling back would have done the trick. Glancing around and seeing the coast was clear, she dauntingly began to raise the dark material clinging to the sensual body around hers. Callie's eyes shot open and her body tensed as Arizona let the patterned item roll past her knees and sit mid-thigh. A pale hand came into sight on the right leg as the blonde once again checked to see if they would attract any unwelcomed attention. Nope. They were in luck today. Callie sucked in a breath as she watched her girlfriend's hand disappear under the material, re-discovering the flesh the woman had grown to worship most nights in bed.
"Arizona," the Latina hissed quietly. "What are you doing?"
Arizona just tilted her head to the left and placed a kiss against the underside of brunette's chin, letting her tongue poke out playfully and lick the smooth skin. This was bold even for them.
"I'm feeling what's mine," the peds surgeon responded grinning evilly. Yep, Callie was absolutely awake now! The orthopod just gulped as she felt the hand explore a little further north, teasing the muscle and silken surface that was discovered gradually.
"Well you're becoming a little McHandsy with it," Callie stated, her eyes darting around to see if anyone was watching her practically being molested in the most innocent of locations.
"Oh you haven't seen anything yet Calliope."
"Yeah I'm more worried about what everyone else can see right now!" The blonde chuckled against the tan neck and gave a playful nip, panicked Callie was always entertaining, and she could just picture her comical wide eyed crazy expression now.
"You shouldn't have worn such a sexy flattering skirt then…" Callie's eyes narrowed as she made a move to remove the intruding hand off her body. "Move your hands any further and I'll touch you a hell of a lot higher than this," the blonde warned.
Callie couldn't believe her ears! Where was this sass coming from? Sure Arizona had always been direct and never shy of speaking her mind but this was definitely new. She wasn't sure whether she should be a highly nervous or extremely turned on. She decided to go with the latter for now.
"Arizona…" It came out 40% pleading, 60% a warning.
"Callie…" Arizona was having a lot of fun with this. She smirked and moved her hand higher still, dexterous fingers stroking the soft skin below; she was about four inches away from the crease between thigh and groin. Payback really was a bitch and Callie was finding out the hard way.
The Latina opened her legs wider in an attempt to move to the side and stand up but before she could even begin the gesture and bend her knees she felt a death grip on her ankles and Arizona apply harsh pressure with her own feet.
"I didn't go on their boats but I sure as hell paid attention to the combat moves my father taught me Calliope," the shorter woman whispered into the lobed shell. "You're not the only one with a few surprising secrets."
'Fuck wasn't that the truth,' thought Callie as she exhaled sharply. She was well and truly pinned for however long Arizona decided.
Arizona's fingers were once again on the move. She brought them north tantalisingly slowly, taking her time to enjoy the thick tension they were creating in the woman behind her plus the feeling was developing an exhilarating pulse in her own core. She could feel her clit practically hum against the silk material of her underwear. She caressed the sleek skin of Callie's inner thigh, enjoying the way the muscles contracted against her touch. She was so close to her target, she could feel the unsteady puffs of air being exhaled against her own ivory neck.
With one swift jerk of her wrist, Arizona cupped Callie's soaked centre and gave a soft squeeze to the lacy scrap of material covering the Latina's modesty. A small groan escaped plump lips embedded in golden hair. They had still been fortunate not to have been discovered by the fluctuating crowd now exploring the gardens, or worse, a park warden.
"This Calliope," she flexed her hand again and heard a gasp in her ear, "is for this morning. I think you'll now think twice about working me up in our apartment and again in the café when you can't follow through. Revenge really is sweet wouldn't you say?" Arizona asked with a sexy grin plastered to her delicate features.
Callie's mouth had run dry the moment she felt those magic fingers touch her. She knew their capabilities in and outside of the OR and was suffering in near silence as her hormones overtook all logic. Christ she was so turned on she was almost certain she'd just let her partner take her right here right now if the blonde chose to. She was worringly ok with it as long as she calmed the withering storm under her skirt.
"Ok, you win, just…fuck Arizona, please let me go, please." She wasn't above begging at this point and she could see an elderly couple start to turn their way only a hundred metres or so away. The blonde followed her partner's gaze and placed a lingering kiss on to the delicious neck presented.
"I do win, don't you forget it, "she husked before subtly slipping her hand back out and pulling the skirt back down to a modest level.
"Joder. Dios Mio," Callie breathed out as she felt her ankles released and the blood start to flow elsewhere along her body, no longer constrained to her crotch. Arizona stood up in front and stretched her back and arms as if nothing had just occurred. The brunette couldn't help but stare in amazement at her.
"Cat got your tongue Torres?" Arizona teased. Callie remained stoic and dumbfounded. "Come on, it's my turn and I think we need to go get a drink and cool you down." Callie took the proffered hand and allowed her partner to pull her upright. "Cocktails at Citrus?" Arizona asked smoothly. The ortho surgeon just nodded and the two strolled along the spiral patterned path, smiling politely at the old man and woman as the exited the park to their new destination.
A/N: So there you have it, a steamy chapter 4 completed. In the words of Beyoncé (kinda), if you liked it then you shoulda put a review on it.