Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Grey's Anatomy. I just manipulate them to my will. Also, any line or phrase or setting that seems remotely familiar from any other show, movie or book, also not mine. I borrow…
AN: Shout out to Calzonastories on Tumblr! Enjoy!
Chapter 25
Its early morning in Boston when a slight buzzing of a cell phone dancing across the night table forces a blue eye to crack open. Her mind is a dense fog and the darkness outside only intensifies the blonde's confusion. She's warm, and comfortable. So comfortable. The sheets surrounding her are plush and smooth as silk, while the pillow her head is resting on molds to her body like they were one in the same. A rolling heat covers her back and it only takes a sleepy mumble to realize that her personal space heater is in fact Callie, with a strong arm wrapped protectively around Arizona's middle and her face buried into a mass of sweetly scented golden hair.
Once dismissing her students last night, Callie brought a very tired Arizona back to her place. Normally that would lead to a bottle of wine, or a shared bath, but last night was different. Only minutes after walking through the front door Arizona was pulling out a pair of pajamas from her drawer and slipping into bed next to her girlfriend. And normally sharing a bed would lead to messing around, which would lead to numerous orgasms. But last night was different. They shared a few lazy, sleepy kisses before drifting off to sleep, only for Arizona to wake up in her girlfriend's arms. …Which is not such a bad way to wake up as far as she's concerned.
A shaky and slightly numb arm snakes out from their intertwined bodies and Arizona manages to find her cell phone. The bright glare of her screen makes her cringe, and with only one cracked eye the blonde manages to open up her new email. It's only 6 am, early for anyone but especially early for a med student who has spent the past week cramming her brain with entire textbooks worth of information. And when she sees that the email is from one of her professors, she holds her breath as she reads the body of the message. A smile pulls up tired pink lips when her eyes dance across the sentence that reads 'class cancelled', Arizona having a mental 30 second dance party in celebration.
"Wa wa eeh…" A still sleeping Callie mumbles into Arizona's hair.
"Nothing." Arizona replies while switching off the alarm. "Go back to sleep." The Latina doesn't need to be told twice and quickly falls back into unconsciousness while the blonde closes her eyes and settles her mind.
The next thing she knows it's light out and that she has to pee, so a groggy Arizona stumbles out of bed and heads toward the bathroom. By the time she gets back Callie has resumed her usual sleeping position, which is spread eagle and taking up the entire mattress.
How one woman can fill up an entire queen bed, Arizona can never understand. But when her ears pick up the slight moans and grunts of her sleeping girlfriend, a mischievous smirk crosses her face. Whatever the Latina is dreaming about must be pretty good because there is only one occasion that ever brings out those kinds of sounds. And it happens to involve very little to no clothes.
Seeing as her morning class has been cancelled, and that Callie was nice enough to give last night without getting anything in return, Arizona figures that her wonderful girlfriend deserves a little… morning treat. The bed sheets are already pulled out at the bottom from the Latina's thrashing about, so Arizona is able to slip in from the bottom and crawl up the woman's body. It takes a few minutes to slowly pull Callie's shorts down without waking her, but the blonde is soon treated to unobstructed access the her girlfriend's glorious sex.
The sound of deep and steady breathing tells the covered woman that Callie is still fast asleep, so with two fingers Arizona gently parts those sweet lips, revealing her hooded clit just waiting to be tasted. A slick tongue peeks out from between pink lips and the blonde takes one slow, soft lick up the length of the Latina's slit. She stills, waiting for some kind of reaction from Callie but is only rewarded with a light hum before the woman lapses back into oblivion.
As each moment passes Arizona's lips and tongue become bolder and bolder, all the while Callie's body starts to react on its own accord. Juices start to flow and tanned hips steadily fall into the blonde's rhythm while Callie's dream slowly morphs from an innocent one to something not quite as clean. She was at a carnival with a certain blonde, the two of them trying to win a real baby giraffe named Michael, but then somehow the couple find themselves somewhere out of the way while Arizona does unimaginable things to her. Callie can't make out how, but all she knows is that the blonde is with her and something wonderful is happening in her pants.
Callie is sure it's all in the dream and fights to stay in it, but her mind thrusts her into consciousness with a gasp. Hands fly to the covered leg between her legs as a cry spills from her lips at the suddenness of her awakening.
"Sweet Jesus…" Callie groans, not understanding how she's already so close to her release merely a second out of falling from her dream. She manages to rip off the cover and reveal a mass of blonde hair at her center. The Latina is too far gone to ask questions, or even form words, and instead just lies there and tries to catch her breath as her girlfriend pushes her closer and closer to the edge.
"Oh fuck… Arizona…" She gasps which only serves to push Arizona to give her more. Ivory arms wrap around mocha legs and the blonde holds Callie firmly in place. She alters between swipes against a throbbing clit and thrusting her rigid tongue as deep as it will go into the woman's soaking center. Callie's scent invades Arizona's body and unleashes a hunger that she's never felt before… except with this woman. Only Callie can rev her up like this, give her a release that rattles Arizona's entire world.
"Oh shit… oh fuck… shit shit shit shit shit…" Callie cries as the tip of her orgasm approaches. Fingers grip blonde hair tighter as the Latina's hips buck once last time, a firm suck at her clit sending her into a fit of convulsions. The strangled cry that rips from her chest breaks with each muscle spasm and then completely silences when two warm lips wrap themselves around her pulsing nub and Arizona slowly laps her tongue against the hypersensitive tip of the Latina's bundle of nerves.
"Oh fu- God da- shit…" Callie pleads when she can't take it anymore, "I can't. Stop, baby… Please…" The blonde's mouth leaves the woman's soaking center for the first time in a half hour and Arizona slowly stalks up the still trembling woman.
Caramel hands are still wound in golden tresses when Arizona leans in for a soft and languid kiss, Callie moaning when she tastes herself coating her girlfriend's tongue. Blue eyes pull away with a shade of darkness that rocks Callie to her core and an ivory hand snakes down between the two before slipping underneath Arizona's shorts.
The sight of the woman slowly and skillfully rubbing herself underneath her shorts makes Callie's eyes widen, and she breathlessly asks, "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Arizona whispers. "I'm touching myself as I think of you, Calliope. Imagining you quivering and trembling, like you just did. Fuck, it makes me so wet…" The blonde purrs, her hips slowly grinding into her hand as she pleasures herself. "I can still taste you on my lips… Like sweet honey… Fucking hell, baby, what do you do to me…"
"I want to taste you, sweetness." Callie moans, tugging the blonde further up. Their eyes lock and they exchange a quick look, the Latina nodding desperately, and Arizona slips out of her shorts. With a creamy leg on either side of her head, Callie is soon staring up at a very aroused and very delicious looking slit.
She doesn't waste time in tasting the blonde and Arizona's hands find a death grip on the headboard in front of her. The blonde was well on her way to reaching her peak by her own hand, and the feeling of a warm tongue against her only compounds the pleasure racing through Arizona as she rides her girlfriend's mouth. The sight of black hair sticking out from between her legs, brown eyes staring straight up into blue… it's too much. And only a moment after getting set, Arizona is pushed over the edge.
Her release is sharp and intense, over just as quickly as it hit, and Arizona limply rolls off the Latina with a shaky sigh. "Fuck…" She sighs, placing a hand over her racing heart.
"That was… different." Callie mumbles, still trying to recover from her own orgasm. "Never did that before, huh?" A weak chuckle spills from pink lips and a weak Arizona leans in for a soft peck on the lips.
"Good morning…" Arizona purrs before scooting further down the bed and laying flush with her girlfriend.
"Great morning." Callie amends. For the first time since waking, dark eyes survey her room and find it lighter than usual, at least for the time that they normally get up. "Wait… what time is it?"
Arizona quickly checks the time on her phone and answers, "Five to nine."
The woman just hums in acknowledgement, her fuzzy brain just a half second behind everything else, but then bolts into a sitting position. "It's nine?!" She yelps, "What happened to the alarm? You have class at eight. What are you still doing here?!"
Callie is halfway out of bed when Arizona grabs her by the crook of the elbow and pulls her back down onto the bed. "Relax, tiger." She purrs. "My morning class was cancelled. I don't need to be on campus until two. We got plenty of time."
A smile slowly spreads across plump lips and Callie relaxes back into the sheets, tugging her blonde in closer for another kiss. "Well, why didn't you say that to begin with… I just happen to know a few ways to kill some time…"
They don't get out of bed for another hour, but soon a grumbling tummy forces the couple to seek nourishment. Despite Arizona's best efforts to cook for a change, Callie insists that the blonde have something other than pancakes. Those, plus donuts and pizza, makes the soon to be doctor a little uneasy about Arizona's health, which is why a large bowl of fruit and some heart healthy yogurt is placed in front of her girlfriend just a few minutes later.
"I swear I don't know how you stay so thin with all that junk you eat." Callie mumbles playfully. "I just look at a piece of chocolate and I feel an inch creeping on to my waist."
"Hey, I like a little something I can hang on to." Arizona replies, reaching behind the Latina and finding a fistful of deliciously toned ass to cup. "But seriously, I think you're perfect." She adds before kissing her girlfriend softly. "And not just because you have a smoking hot bod."
The couple enjoys their morning off by taking their sweet time in getting ready for the rest of the day. Normally Callie would head into campus despite not having any scheduled office hours, but she is more than happy to play hooky if it means spending time with a certain blonde. Even when not engaged in more adult activities, the Latina finds herself excited just being around Arizona. Like breathing the same air as the woman has an intoxicating effect. Maybe she's just love sick, or maybe Arizona really is some form of drug, but all Callie cares about is how long this high is going to last. And when that high passes, when she'll get her next hit.
While Callie is taking a shower Arizona pulls out her laptop and powers it up, immediately jumping onto her favorite site while she has a little alone time. The blonde is so engrossed with post after post that she doesn't hear her girlfriend walking up behind her, brown eyes staring over Arizona's shoulder and reading a few words in passing.
"What's a… calzona? And why do they have stories?" Callie asks, making Arizona jump.
She quickly switches screens while a bright blush rips through her cheeks. "Huh? What?" She plays innocently.
Now Callie's interest is definitely peaked and she questions, "What was that? What were you looking at?"
"Uh… nothing." Arizona mumbles and tries to act natural while pretending to read the email she has selected. But brown eyes stare at her with such intensity that the blonde can feel it starting to burn her skin. With a sigh, she says, "I kinda… have a blog. On Tumblr."
"Uh huh…" The Latina hums. "I've heard of that before. That's that site where people either post pictures of their food, or go crazy over TV shows, right?"
A smile turns up pink lips and Arizona replies, "I never really thought about it like that but, yeah that's pretty much what it is."
"And Calzona?" Callie asks.
"It's a ship." The blonde answers, but gets only a blank expression in return so she continues. "A relationship… In fandoms, or groups of fans from different shows or books or whatever, they'll often combine the two peoples name to create a cute little nickname. And… calzonastories is my blog. I named it after my favorite ship."
"Which is?" The Latina prompts.
"Us." Arizona answers with a smile. "Callie and Arizona… Calzona." When all she gets from her girlfriend is an unreadable look, the blonde blushes again and says, "It's dumb, I know. See, this is what happens when you mix too much coffee, not enough sleep, and hours and hours of night time sitting alone at my computer as I try to write stupid term papers."
Callie sets her coffee cup down and rounds the island, cupping an ivory cheek, and whispers, "It's cute." With a soft kiss, she sits down and pulls out the morning paper while Arizona goes back to doing what she was doing.
Ten minutes later a loud jingling sound comes blaring from the blonde's laptop, making both jump and curse in surprise. But then blue eyes widen and Arizona yelps, "It's Tim!" She accepts the video call and is soon greeting with a smiling, yet slightly grainy, picture of her brother. "Tim!"
"Hey baby sis!" The man exclaims. "I'm not catching you at a bad time, am I?"
"No, not at all." The blonde replies, sending her girlfriend a smile over the top of her laptop. "What are you doing? I mean, that you're able to call. It's like… what, 5, 6 at night there, isn't it?"
"We were given a down day." Her brother says, blue eyes taking in the foreign backdrop. "Where are you? That's not your apartment, is it?"
"No, no it's not." Arizona answers, casting her gaze back to the smiling Latina next to her. This isn't how she wanted her brother to meet Callie, but he's here. And she's here. So, she decides why not. "Um, I'm at my girlfriend's."
Now Tim is interested, and he muses, "Girlfriend?"
"Yeah, she's right here." Arizona reaches out and grabs Callie's hand, tugging her into frame. "Tim, this is my girlfriend, Callie. Callie, this is my brother, Tim."
"Hi." Callie waves to the camera, feeling just slightly awkward about meeting the blonde's older, Marine brother wearing just her pajamas and looking a mess.
But Tim doesn't seem to mind because he lets out a high pitched whistle and says, "Nice catch, Arizona."
"Hey, eyes off perv." His sister snaps back. "And keep those hands where I can see them." When two very large middle fingers make up the entire screen all three have a good laugh before Arizona asks, "So… not that I don't enjoy having your ugly mug on my laptop, but is there a reason why you called?"
"Yeah, there is." Tim answers. "I just got some awesome news today." Callie smiles when she hears that word, probably the only two people she's met in a long time who keep it as part of their vocabulary. Tim draws out the tension by pausing for dramatic affect, then says, "My unit was given 2 weeks R&R."
"No!" Arizona yelps in disbelief.
"Yeah, baby! I'm coming home for Christmas!" They share a few more words of excitement before Tim's time comes to an end, and with a quick goodbye their call disconnects, leaving a wide-eyed and smiling Arizona.
"Oh my god, I can't believe it." She whispers.
"How long has it been since he's been home?" Callie asks.
"Umm, eight months, I think. But this will be the first Christmas in like… four years." The blonde replies, her blue eyes finding brown. "I want you to meet my family, Calliope." She says, pulling the woman in closer to her by the front of Callie's shirt.
"Really?" The Latina asks in a breathless whisper.
"Of course." Arizona states. "I love my parents. I love Tim. And I love you. And I want them to love you too. So… I want you to meet my family. All of them." Their gazes meet and a warm smile appears on the blonde's face as she imagines bringing her girlfriend home. Callie wouldn't be the first to meet her parents, but for some reason Arizona feels as though Callie might be the last one to meet her parents.
"I mean, if you want to." Arizona adds when Callie hasn't responded after a few seconds. "No pressure."
"Well…" Callie sighs, a tanned finger tracing the curve of the blonde's jaw before twirling around a deep dimple. "Seeing as I had pants on when I met you brother, I'm thinking that the rest shouldn't be too hard." She gets a playful shove from her girlfriend before strong arms wrap about Arizona and hold her close. "Yes, sweetness. I'd love to meet your family."