This will be my last update for this story. Thank you for the support.


"Shit" The blonde mumbles.

The Latina in bed with her gives her a weird look before going back to reading.

"Fuck" The blonde mumbles again, interrupting the Latina's reading.

"What are you doing on the phone" The Latina finally asks.

"Fappy bird" The blonde answers, tapping the screen.

"Do you mean Flappy bird" The Latina questions, as she has never heard of Fappy bird.

"Fappy, Flappy, whatever" The blonde says with a sigh because she died.

"Give it here, I want to play" Callie whispers, moving closer to her wife.

"My high score is ten" Arizona says, basically throwing the phone at Callie.

Callie gets completely lost in the game. After about five minutes the blonde speaks up.

"I want it back" She orders, putting out a hand.

"Okay" Callie says, handing it back to Arizona.

"One hundred? Are you fucking kidding" Arizona scoffs in disbelief.

"It's just a game babe" Callie says with a light chuckle, pulling the blonde closer.

"I'm done with Fappy bird" Arizona says, throwing her phone on the nightstand.

"It's Flappy bird baby, flappy" Callie giggles as she places a kiss on Arizona's nose.

"How about I play with your fappy bird" Arizona asks, rolling on top of Callie.

"Play with my flappy bird? Really" The Latina asks with a smirk.

"Do you want to be fucked or not" The blonde asks, her blue eyes piecing the brown ones.

"Okay then, I'll have to beat you more often" Callie smiles, lifting up her head and kissing the pink lips softly.

"How about you shut up" The blonde says, pulling the Latina's pants down.

"You know you want to hear me" Callie shoots back.

"Yeah, moaning about how good I am" Arizona rolls her eyes, pulling Callie's underwear off too.

"Give me something to moan about" Callie whispers, feeling Arizona's breath on her thigh.

"You are in no position to be telling me what to do" Arizona whispers, but still settling between Callie's tan legs.

"I love you" Callie whispers in an asking tone, looking down at the blonde her hips buck forward.

"You're lucky I love you" Arizona whispers with a smirk, wrapping her arms around well toned thighs and diving right in.


Imagine Person A of your OTP getting a higher score on Flappy Bird than Person B. How does Person B react?