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Summary: Callie and Arizona met, they did kiss in the bathroom at Joe's but that's where it stopped. Arizona never changed her mind on Callie being a newborn.
A/N: Thank you all for the reviews. I really appreciate it.
A/N: I wasn't really sure on the whole stitch procedure. I got them once but I was a little out of it so I just kinda half skimmed the topic.
"Arizona you may seriously need a stitch or two here." Callie told her as she sat on the floor trying to focus on her wounds rather than her deliciously naked form. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to do this." Callie whispered against the back of Arizona's thigh as she kissed her skin.
"Calliope, it's fine. Just bandage it, if it's still bleeding then I'll get Mark to put a stitch or two in it. After I put some clothes back on. Now I'm pretty sure you owe me a showing of your bedside manner so hurry up back there." Arizona encouraged her by lightly shaking her ass in front of the kneeling brunette.
Callie quickly put the bandage on the back of her thigh, running her fingers up the sensitive skin inside her legs. "Callie." Arizona whispered as she felt her fingertips meet her wet folds.
"Put your hands on the sink Arizona." Callie ordered as she shifted her body around and slid in between the blondes thighs.
"What are you do..oh god." Arizona's sentence was cut short when she felt the flat of Callie's tongue press against her clit. She latched her hands to the edge of the sink counter. Being certain she had diminished whatever hesitation Arizona had, she moved her tongue away from the sensitive bundle of nerves. Exploring her entrance with her tongue, she felt the blonde tip her hips forward against her tongue. Bringing both hands up to grip her hips, she ran her nails along the flesh, digging in enough to hear Arizona gasp in pleasure. "Calliope, please." Barely registering the plea, she shoved her tongue inside Arizona, gripping her ass in her hands holding her against her face. She could feel her pulsate around her tongue. Pulling her tongue out, she heard the blonde groan. Before she could say anything, she pushed two fingers inside her as she wrapped her lips around the aching bundle of nerves.
"Oh my god! Right there, oh right there." Arizona felt her orgasm swelling. Pulling one hand away from the sink and wrapping the brunette locks around her fingers. Callie pushed her fingers in as deep as she could, biting down on her clit, wrapping her free hand around Arizona's backside to give her support. She felt Arizona explode down her fingers, her legs gave out and she sunk down into Callie's lap. They sat there in the floor, Callie's arm wrapped behind her back, breathing heavily.
Suddenly Callie felt Arizona chuckling against her chest. She heard Arizona say something between her laughter. "What'd you say?"
"I'm glad I was wrong." Arizona grinned as she kissed her cheek.
"Wrong?" Callie knew the answer but she need Arizona to say it.
"Wrong about you." Arizona whispered, dropping her head down onto Callie's shoulder. "Cause that was completely awesome."
"Awesome?" Callie asked trying to hide her smile.
Arizona's head quickly snapped up off her shoulder. "Did you not think it was awesome?" She couldn't keep a straight face and began to laugh. Arizona smacked her shoulder. "First you injure me and now you're being mean to me. That's bad form Calliope. I give your bedside manner a D minus."
Callie scoffed, prepared to defend her 'bad form' until she caught the blood on her hand. "Arizona lift up." Arizona sat up onto her knees. Callie carefully peered around her side, seeing the blood on the floor and her thighs. "Oh shit, Arizona get some clothes on. I've gotta call Mark. We made it worse."
Arizona groaned as she stood, seeing the blood all over her legs and Callie. "At least we'll never forget this." Arizona chuckled as she examined herself in the reflection of the mirror on the bathroom door. "You got me good back there."
"You're not mad?" Callie asked as she picked herself up off the floor. Getting a wash cloth out of the cabinet and wetting it to clean up herself and Arizona before calling Mark.
"Calliope, why would I be mad?" Arizona looked down at her as Callie was wiping the blood off her leg, applying a new guaze pad to the wound. "Hey, look at me. We had sex, really really awesome sex. This is just a souvenir." Bending down she captured Callie's lips as she rose from the floor. "Now let's get some clothes on, call Mark, and get back to the awesome sex." Offering a dimpled grin as she walked out the door.
"I knew you ladies would come to me for a good time." Mark winked as he entered the apartment with his suture kit.
Callie lifted the pillow on the end of the couch and chucked it towards Mark. "Can you just fix her leg Mark? No dirty jokes or anything. Please."
"Come on Torres. You can't really expect me not to comment here. You've managed to dig your heels in deep enough on Blondie here to require stitches. I've got a mental image that's going to last me a lifetime." Mark smirked at her as he sat down on the loveseat.
"Wait how'd you?" Before she could finish her statement she saw the discarded at the foot of the couch."Nevermind. As my friend will you please just do this and not tell anybody." Callie stood up from her place beside Arizona and helped her get comfortable on the couch.
"Oh, I'm so telling Teddy about this." Mark moved over to where Arizona was laying on the couch. "Besides Torres do you really think Blondie here is going to be able to hide this? We change at the hospital and I may be good but shes going to have stitches in the back of her thighs. Someone's gonna notice that she's walking funny and that she's not on her stupid roller shoes."
"Hey! Don't talk about my shoes. Why can't I wear them?" Arizona looked down at him over her shoulder as he began stitching her leg.
"Do you really think I'm going to do magic back here and then have you tear the stitches open using those shoes? I think not." Mark shook his head as he continued her stitches.
"Whatever. I'm wearing them. Suck it Mark." Hearing Arizona use her standard comeback to Mark, Callie leaned forward and kissed her forehead.
"Ok, good as new. You know the drill with stitches so I doubt I need to tell you what to do." Mark said as he was putting his stuff back into his suture kit.
"Thank you Mark. I appreciate you doing this for her." Callie patted him on the shoulder, gently pushing him towards the door.
"Geez Torres, keep it in your pants. I'm going. Don't you dare pull out her stitches." Mark warned as he opened up the door. "By the way, good job Cal, she's got one nice ass." Winking as he pulled the door behind him.
"On that note, I should probably take this nice ass home and sleep a little while. Early morning tomorrow." Arizona rocked nervously on her heels.
"Arizona it's 3 in the morning. Stay here and we'll go to the hospital tomorrow. I've got an early day myself."
"Are you sure you want me to stay with you?" Arizona grinned slightly as she saw Callie cross the room towards her.
Instead of answering, Callie quickly wrapped her arms around the blonde's slim waist and crashed her against her chest. Capturing her lips, Arizona's gasp allowed her tongue easy entrance. Their tongues pushing against the other as Callie leaned backwards, falling down onto the couch, pulling the blonde into her lap. She pushed her hands under the thin material of Arizona's shirt, raking her fingernails up her spine. "I dare you." Callie whispered against her lips, feeling Arizona's smile as she began to pull off her shirt.
