A.N. FINALLY! A real chapter. Now sure, it's not my best chapter but it's long it has plot...kinda and of course, everyone's favourite thing- hot kisses! Thanks to everyone for their reviews, every single one made me get on the computer and at least stare at the Word document for a while and an extra thanks to the people who gave me ideas! If they weren't used here they will probably be used in the future when I'm beating my head to get ideas for the next chapter =)
Disclaimer: Now my friend and I tried but apparently there is no legal way for us to own Jackson Avery....damnit
Arizona POV
School dragged on today and with everyone constantly around us, Calliope and I didn't even get to sneak off to our bathroom at lunch. This and the fact that I just had double Biology left me in a grumpier than usual mood and I grumbled the whole to way to bathroom to try and wash bits of dissected brain off my shirt.
My mood instantly picked up when I saw who was in the bathroom though and I skipped over and surprised her by kissing the base of her neck gently, pushing away her long ponytail. She jumped and turned around, her own grumpy face turning into a peaceful look as she gave me a big hug, her head resting on my own, the both of us breathing in deeply.
"You smell," she said, pulling away from me too soon for my liking but, after giving myself a quick whiff, I realised she was right and the gross smell of dissections had clung to me and I was surprised that she had even hugged me for that long because I knew that if Calliope had smelt as bad as I did I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere near her.
"Ick!" I said, running the tap and cleaning the brain goop from my blue shirt, leaving big wet stains across my chest. Wow, that looked great.
Once I was cleaned up and skipped back to Calliope and gave her one last final kiss, my gross smell be damned and I put all of my pent up emotion from the past few days being unable to see her until I could feel her legs start to go slightly weak and her hands start to grab me desperately.
I pulled away then and sashayed towards the door, giving her one sexy look before sprinting off down the corridor.
"It's a good thing you're cute, Robbins!" echoing around the halls.
-phew nearly done-
I all but skipped out of the school as the bell rang, changing to a run when I saw Calliope and Mark already waiting at her car. I flash an impish smile at them, hoping that they weren't waiting for too long before beginning the terrifying ride back to Calliope's house, Mark and I clinging to anything we could the whole way there.
Mark was a weird situation. I knew that he knew that Calliope and I were something, and he knew that I knew that he knew Calliope and I were something but it was a strictly taboo subject until we, meaning Calliope and I, had talked it all over. But I was rather proud of myself; it had been three weeks to the day since The Kiss, yes it did deserve capitals, and I had only had a few minor freak-outs and I know that to most people three weeks is nothing but compared to my first and previous relationship, three weeks with no major stuff-ups, arguments or freak-outs was pretty good.
Touch wood.
We gratefully climbed out of the car, taking super deep breaths to try and combat the feeling that we had just gone on a roller coaster. Mark had already gone inside, probably scavenging for food so I pulled Calliope back gently, smiling at her making sure to execute the dimples perfectly.
She started it. It was the only excuse I had. Sure I may have....flashed the dimples and done the eye twinkling thing I knew she couldn't resist but still, she was the one who had initiated the kiss. Usually who started the kiss wasn't that big of a deal, we had done it that often that there was no counting tally's but today, at this certain time, who it was ended up being a HUGE deal.
I was getting lost in her taste, as usual. Her soft hands were sliding from my shoulders down my shirt covered arms before reaching my skirt and my ass. I couldn't help but growl into her mouth, pushing myself up against her so the feelings she was evoking at that moment could be felt by the both of us. Without meaning to, I lifted my legs up around her waist to I was off the ground and so I could feel her strong hands holding me up as our kissing got more and more intense and I had to constantly remind myself that we were in her front yard or else I would have ripped her school shirt right off her. Her lips left mine for a moment as she travelled hot kisses down my neck and Mark waiting for us inside was of little consequence, all I could think of was getting Calliope's room to continue this out of people possibly watching us.
Her mouth. That's what I can blame it on. Her wonderfully talented mouth that was hitting that sweet spot on my neck, making me moan and wriggle about. That was what had made me forget about going inside or stopping or any other rational thought.
Through the haze of desire Calliope's mouth was giving me I saw a lone figure walking. I knew it wasn't that big of a deal if someone walked past; I mean sure we may get some yelling or perverted stares but we didn't know them so nothing of real consequence could happen.
Except we did know them.
We knew them very well and at the sight of a familiar brunette head rounding the corner of the driveway I tried to tell Calliope what was happening but well, my mind was not working at the moment and it seemed that simple speech was beyond me.
It was her scream that broke us apart. The loud yell of "Oh my god!" that sent us flying apart, Calliope almost dropping me on my ass as we jumped away from each other.
Lexie Grey.
Little Lexie Grey was what had sent us flying apart in a terror and what had rooted to the spot as we sent wide eyes looks of panic at each other because Lexie Grey could be the thing that splits us apart, could be the catalyst that makes people walk around us, making sure they don't touch us, don't look at us in case that being a lesbian is contagious.
I had dealt with it all before, the glares of utter hatred as I entered the girls change rooms. They didn't get that just because I was a lesbian that I might want to get changed as well, didn't get that I wasn't about to jump them.
I had gone through all of that, I didn't want Calliope to have to. I didn't want her to lose any of her friends but the thought of losing her, even though sometimes during a freak-out I would think of just leaving, was painful to think of. The thought that I might be without my daily Calliope drug was torture. That was the point where I feared for our relationship but it was also the point I realised just how I attached I was to the stunning Latina and just how much that scared the hell out of me.
The silence was deafening which was kind of curious because really, how could silence deafen you? This one was though. I was staring at Calliope who was staring at Lexie who was staring at me and it felt like someone had put the world on mute until a truck roared past and gave the world back it's sound, snapping me out of my headspace and back into the rather serious situation in front of me.
"Please don't tell anyone."
Callie POV
They had been loaded words, I knew. We were asking for Little Grey to lie for us, pretend that she had never seen the rather intense and hot as hell scene she had just interrupted. It was a pretty big ask of someone I had barely spoken a sober sentence to.
Her eyes were flickering quickly between Arizona's wide blue ones to mine and mu breathing finally started to calm down as I saw the shock fade from her face; her wide doe eyes returning to normal proportions.
"I won't tell anyone." I let out a huge sigh of relief and heard the blonde next to me do the same, the relief in her eyes most likely reflected in my own.
"But I think you guys should."
Ooh yep, I just choked on my own spit.
"Why?" I half coughed, half spluttered; Arizona strangely calm next to me. Lexie looked up at me, her big brown eyes twinkling and a hint of, dare I say it, guilt on her face.
"Because there is a lot of money riding on you guys."
At that Arizona's calm face fell off and she started blabbering to Little Grey, and even me, who was fluent in word vomit couldn't interpret what she was spluttering but I was guessing it was some form of outrage at everyone taking bets on us. She obviously hadn't been here long enough.
There was an awkward silence after that. Neither parties could think of anything to say so we just stared at the ground awkwardly. Really awkwardly as I remembered what Arizona and I had been doing before Lexie Grey showed up and my gaze darkened as we both looked up at the same time. I could still taste Arizona on my lips and I wanted to finish what we had started.
"What the hell are you and Blondie doing?" Mark yelled, striding out of the front door, his words making Little Grey flush at the memory of what she had interrupted. He fell silent as he saw all of us standing around looking at our shoes.
"Theyknowaboutthebet," Lexie rambled, determinedly not looking at either Arizona or I.
"Shit!" I couldn't help but giggle despite the pissed off look on Arizona's face.
"You betting that we are together I presume?" I asked him, his shifty eyes and wicked smile confirming that more than any yes's could. After all these years Mark Sloan was way to easy to read.
"If we come out to everyone," I said, stepping coyly closer to him, my hand reaching out to join with Arizona's small calloused one as we invaded his personal space.
"Then we get fifty percent."
-only one more chapter!-
Arizona POV
I knew shouldn't be bugged by it, I mean Calliope wasn't and she had known them for a lot longer but still, the bet bugged me.
"What's up?" Calliope said, ruffling my hair as she walked past, throwing a packet of cookies onto my lap before climbing onto the couch next to me. The girl knew me too well. I crinkled my nose and leant my head against her, her heartbeat loud and repetitive in my ear.
"Nothing," I shrugged off, leaning up to Calliope, my lips already hungry for hers. The perfect evasion technique.
"Liar liar thou pants are ablaze." My lips stilled against her warm neck, right by her pulse point and I exhaled sharply, annoyed that Calliope saw right through my nonchalance attempt and even more annoyed at my myself that I wanted to talk to her about it more than I wanted to kiss her senseless...okay, well maybe not more but it was fairly close. And I could always be entranced by her talented lips after.
"Do your friends always take bets?" Her deep chuckle made me regret choosing the talking option, especially considering how close I was to her soft, warm neck and tanned ears, a place I knew that if I bit down oh so gently would send her into a lust frenzy. I tugged my mind back out of the gutter as I heard her start to explain her...or I guess by now, our friends.
"They can be very very rude and abrasive and loud and totally inappropriate as you just found out but they love me, and you and they just want us to be happy...and to make a profit but I'm sure that wasn't all that was on their mind. Besides, when Derek and Meredith- Dark and Twisty and the guy with The Hair," she added at my quizzical look. "Well apparently half the school was on that betting mill and there's one going on about whether or not Christina and Owen...Grumpy and Ranga...are going to get caught by the teachers in the act."
My incredulous look must have been more obvious than I thought and I was slightly sidetracked as Calliope chuckled and leant over for a quick kiss but soon my face split into a smile.
"You know, I really feel like I'm part of the group now."
She laughed at that and pressed me hard into the back of the couch, the cool leather feeling wonderful against my flushed back and we giggled like the teenagers we were as I rolled us over so we were precariously balanced on the edge of the sofa but I was on top. Mmm, just the way I loved it.
With Mark safely at Little Grey's our make-out session extended longer and hotter than ever, Calliope's lips sending burning trails across my whole body as her soft hands rubbed my hips through my thin tank top which was previously under my school shirt before that had been carelessly abandoned.
I was on my back before I knew it, her lips back on mine giving me my dose of Calliope drug that I had been craving for so long. Her hands were going higher and higher up my shirt, her strong fingers sending chills through my stomach but not only chills of pleasure but of nerves too. I had been further than this before; I had given girls and guys everything but never had anyone taken anything from me. I was always the one in control but right then under Calliope with my breath coming out as short, sharp gasps I felt no control, only a whirlwind of emotions that were whisking me away.
Her hands stayed oh so gentle as she lifted my top over my head, her eyes darkening considerably as she took in my black, satin covered and heaving chest. I knew I had taken her this far on only our second kiss but here, lying in her lounge room with her eyes hot against my skin and her lips even hotter it seemed too fast. Too fast to do this, for her to see me like this and I grabbed a hold of her head, bringing it back to my own and just resting my forehead on hers, breathing deeply.
"I can't" I whispered, my body saying the very opposite thing as it continued moving in time with hers creating a wonderful friction right where I needed it but I knew I had to stop, I knew we had to stop. She didn't say anything but her boy stilled until she finally opened her eyes, her gaze almost black with lust and staring right in my own desire-filled eyes.
"I understand," she said throatily and I almost went right back to where we were before after hearing her speak like that but I didn't, just slowly pressed my lips to hers so we were sharing the same breathe, trying to control the sheer amount of lust that was coursing through me.
She laid down next to me and pulled me close as I shook from the amount of emotions that I was feeling right then. I couldn't remember the last time I had cried in front of anyone, even my family let alone a girl I had only known for a couple of weeks but everything I was feeling was swirling around until I was sobbing, no tears actually running but my throat was tight restricting my breathing and I hoped that Calliope would understand that it was nothing that she had done that had made me lose control like this.
I slowly calmed my breathing and my emotions and I felt Calliope's hand which had been running through my hair the whole time still.
"I'm sorry," I said, trying not to look her in the eye; breaking down like that was the worst thing for me, showing how weak I was like that. Tonight I would probably pay for that lapse in control.
"I don't understand what just happened," Calliope said, starting her magic through my hair again. "And I don't want you to think you have to explain it and I definitely don't want you apologising. You are you, screwed up pieces too but when you feel ready to talk to me I'll be there, okay?"
I smiled despite myself. It went against everything I had built for myself this dependency and attachment for her but I couldn't help but think what I had done to deserve someone so understanding. If it had been me in her position I don't think I could have left it at that but Calliope did. She pulled out the long forgotten homework, giving me one last hard kiss before setting off to work, her hand holding mine tightly the whole time.
Maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing to come out to everyone. It would mean less sneaking around and I think I could put up with the comments if I had Calliope with me and a 25% cut of all the winnings.
-yayyyyyyy-
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