SORRY for the confusion... that happens when I try to get ahead of work... SORRY!
Four weeks later, the Robbins' and Menken's were sitting around the dining table of the Robbins' household on a Saturday, enjoying one of Barbara's great meals. The women were chatting on and on about work or kids and even discussions concerning Colleges arose. Timmy was talking his father's and Liam's ears off, telling them about all the things he wanted to have for his birthday next week and that he of course knew about the three wishes rule, but that he wanted so much that he simply couldn't pick just three of them.
The only two not talking – or listening, for that matter – were the girls. Arizona picked her fork into her dinner, not really eating anything and Callie did almost the same. Her hand was placed on the blonde's thigh, as usual, but both minds were somewhere else.
"Dimples?", Barbara asked when she noticed the girls were not eating. She knew her children and her goddaughter, and not touching their favorite food never meant something good. Lightly touching her daughter's forearm and making the girl flinch, she added, "Is everything okay with you?"
"Uhm..."
"You're both awfully quiet, did something happen?", Susan asked now, watching the Latina's head shooting up and meeting her gaze almost at the same time as Arizona's. And when the teenagers shared a look, seeming to have a silent conversation with their eyes only, she knew for sure something was wrong. "You know you can tell us."
"Should we leave you for a bit?", Daniel suggested.
"Yeah, we could just-", Liam started, but was cut off by his daughter's voice.
"No. It's...", she trailed off to look at Arizona again. "We should tell them."
Daniel narrowed his eyes. He had no clue what could possibly be wrong, and neither did any other parent in the room. None of their girls could be pregnant – which he was happy about because that's what every teenager's parent feared – and none of them was seriously sick. For what he knew, school was no issue, swimming was great and even Callie was completely back on the court, her shoulder finally stopped giving her a hard time. "Dimples."
"Should I tell him?", Callie asked, wanting to make it as easy as possible for her girlfriend, but golden tresses flew lightly around Arizona's head as she shook it. "Okay."
"Mom, dad...you don't think this is wrong, do you?", the blonde asked, taking the Latina's hand and interlacing their fingers openly between the plates.
"What makes you think that?", Barbara asked in shock, the same expression evident on Susan's face.
"There is this new guy in school, he's a member of our swimming class as well and he says we're sinners and that we're going to hell for loving each other."
"He hit on Arizona the first day and when she turned him down the second time, he started acting out", Callie added.
"Is it just words?", Daniel wanted to know, already sensing there was more to this story.
"No", his daughter said, shaking her hand once again. "First it was only him and he stuck sheets to our lockers with 'sinner' or 'bitch' written on it. Then he found friends and now they're-"
"They're complete idiots!", Callie burst out. "One of them cut Arizona's school bag with a knife. And our lockers have now 'sick lesbians' sprayed all over them." She still remembered the blue eyes she could get lost in so easily filled with tears when they saw it the first time. "Though they're cleaned now..."
"Oh, so that's the reason you asked for money for a new one last week, and not because your old one was bright pink."
Blushing, the blond nodded. The color would've never been an issue. She still loved pink. Plus, a couple of years ago, Callie had drawn a big butterfly on the inside of the lid; so every time she'd opened it, she'd seen the black lines of the permanent marker. "Yes, mom. I am sorry. I, we didn't want to bother you. We thought if we'd just ignore it, he would stop. But now it's a group of six or seven guys."
"Arizona, you should never think you're bothering us. Both of you. We're your parents and if something is wrong, we want to know so we can help."
"I agree", Liam replied. "Did you talk to your teachers or the principal about it?"
Both girls shaking their heads this time. "We wanted to just wait and see if they would back off again. We never had any troubles in school before he showed up."
"They're not stopping, dad. And Lucas, that's the boy who asked me out, he keeps hitting on me."
"What?!", the brunette asked. How did she not know this.
"He's being one of the biggest assho – mean guys", she corrected herself, remembering that Timmy was still with them, "at school. But at practice, he keeps hitting on me and asking me out, telling me that he could make me normal again."
"Arizona, why didn't you tell me?" Putting her arm around the blonde's waist and pulling her close to kiss her temple.
"We are normal, aren't we?", the girl asked. Though she was usually really strong, confident in who she was and not one to get confused easily, this whole thing got to her more than she wanted and more than she liked even more than she could handle.
"Of course we are, honey", the Latina reassured her, pressing a kiss on her cheek. "We are as normal as our parents and everybody else in the world...okay, maybe there are some exceptions. But who you love does not define whether you're normal or not. But why did you hide that from me?"
"Calliope is right, Dimples. Do you know why he keeps saying you are not normal?"
"He says that I am sick for loving Calliope. Because it is not what God wants."
Raising from his chair, Daniel's hands met the table with a loud bang, making six pairs of eyes looking up at him. "That's enough!"
"Daniel, calm down, please", Barbara tried, knowing all too well how impulsive her husband could be, especially when it came to protecting his children – something Arizona had already caught on as well. But there was no need to get 'marine-father-protector' right now.
"My daughter and her girlfriend are not sick, nor are they sinners. I raised my children to believe in our country and taught them to show other people the respect every human being deserves. I raised my children to be strong and honorable. And this bigoted boy walks around, telling my daughter she's sick and not normal for being who she is, that is something I won't accept."
"I'm with him", Liam said, standing up as well. "We'll talk to your teacher first thing Monday morning and if that's not enough we'll go to the principal."
"Will you excuse me for a minute?", the blonde asked, already getting up and turning around, trying to hide her face when the tears were daring to spill from her eyes.
"Of course, Dimples", her father assured her, his eyes finding Callie's the moment he said the words and his daughter had left the room.
"I'll go after her. We'll be back in a bit." Rushing after the blonde, who she knew was in either her room or locked up in the bathroom, she sprinted upstairs and tried the blonde's bedroom first. Luck was on her side, because she found Arizona sitting on her bed with her face in her hands and sobs reached her ears. "Arizona-" Pulling the smaller body into an embrace, she shifted so her girlfriend's head was against her chest, her ear right above her heart.
"Calliope", she sniffed. "I am sorry for not telling you." Her fingers clenched in the fabric of the Latina's shirt. "It was nothing, at first. I still think it is yukky, but I can take yukky and just walk away. But then he started saying all that stuff about turning me straight and that our love is not real. It's real, Calliope. I know it's real. I love you. I love you more than anything in the whole world."
"Shsh", Callie soothed, rubbing her hand in circles over her girlfriend's back. "We know it is real. We know that we love each other and none of the rest of it matters. 'Cause we have our families and friends who stick up for us." It was true. Everybody accepted them for who they were. "You know he's just a really sad person for bullying us because of one book that was written by men and not by God himself and the things a priest or his parents put into his brain", she tried to lighten the mood. "Love is love and nobody gets to tell me who I am allowed to love."
"Why are you so strong?", the blonde asked, lifting her head up from the spot on Callie's chest to look into those amazing deep pools of chocolate.
"Because that's part of being in a relationship, taking turns in being strong and being there for each other. You were there when I was down because of my shoulder and now I am here for you, telling you that he can keep calling us names and telling us we're sick and everything as much as he wants, it will never change the way I feel for you. And his words won't magically become the truth just because he won't shut up."
"He's an asshole", Arizona stated.
"A big one", the Latina laughed.
"I am really sorry for not telling you."
"It's okay. I get why you didn't. I only would have gotten jealous about it."
"But jealous you is so hot", the blonde grinned.
"There is that smile I love so damn much."
"You always make me smile, Calliope."
"You make me smile t-" But her words were cut off by the blonde's lips, capturing hers in a soft kiss that only stopped when breathing became a necessity. "We should go downstairs again."
"One more minute, please."
"As if I would say no to that." Smiling, she pulled her girlfriend in for another hug, inhaling her scent as her nose came in contact with soft blonde hair. She closed her eyes, knowing that there were most likely more people like Lucas out there. But no matter how many people would try and tell her differently, her love for Arizona was not wrong. Not at all!
XXX
Later that evening, when two sets of parents had left for a night at the theater and Timmy was already asleep because he had simply been too exhausted after his five hours soccer tournament, the girls were lying on Arizona's bed, facing each other and Callie had her arms protectively wrapped around her girlfriend. There was no DVD running, no music playing in the background. It was rare, but both of them were too lost in their thoughts anyways to pay attention to anything else. A few kisses were shared, light pecks on lips, cheeks or foreheads, but no word was spoken for little more than an hour.
"Where are you going?", Arizona asked immediately, the grip of her arm tightening were it was draped over the Latina's side when she felt her girlfriend's movements.
"Just getting something to drink for us", the brunette answered, her voice raspy because of her dry throat.
"Oh, okay."
"Hey", Callie started shifting so that she was able to look into the ocean blue eyes of the blonde. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. It's just really comfy right now and when you get out of bed, the sheets turn cold and you'll be colder and-"
Kissing the girl to shut her up, the Latina grinned at the success and pulled away to ask, "You sure that's it?"
Humming and nodding, the blonde's eyes found Callie's lips again only seconds before she crashed their lips together. Something that felt so good just couldn't be wrong. Because if this was wrong, then everything else had to be wrong too.
"Do you-" Cut off by yet another kiss Arizona pressed fiercely on her lips, Callie felt herself being pushed onto her back and just a few seconds later, the blonde was on top of her. "Hey!"
Raising an eyebrow, blue eyes stared down at her girlfriend, "You complaining about me being on top of you?"
"No, but – ugh!", she groaned as a thigh wiggled its way between her legs, slightly pushing upwards to put some pressure against her center.
"You were saying?"
Grinning mischievously, tan hands flung around a pale neck, pulling Arizona down and whispering "Nothing", before closing the gap between them and connecting their mouths in a soft kiss. Fingernails scratched lightly over the skin of her stomach, making her moan into Arizona's mouth in appreciation.
"This is not wrong", the blonde murmured against the Latina's lips.
"What?", Callie asked, her brain having a few troubles concentrating with her girlfriend's fingers close to her waistband.
"Nothing", Arizona insisted, claiming the brunette's lips once again and pushing the material of her shirt up to expose more of her soft skin. "Up", she demanded and helped Callie to sit up only to get rid of the shirt and pushed her back on the mattress, placing hot open mouth kisses on the body beneath her starting, on her chest. Trying to caress as much of the brunette as possible; going over her left costal arch, moving to the middle. All the time altering between kisses, light nips and licking some flesh with her tongue. Lust had completely taken over her body and mind. She needed to make love to her girlfriend and forget all about that stupid jerk named Lucas and his damn followers. "Calliope?"
The Latina propped herself up on her elbows to look down at Arizona, seeing golden curls sprawled out over her belly to create a wonderful contrast with her tan skin. "What is it?", she gasped, her breath already going faster and one hand clutching the bed sheets below her, because of the blonde's kisses burning like a good feeling fire on her skin.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yeah", she replied with a smile, "of course I do."
Looking up so blue eyes met brown, she timidly asked, "Can I try something?"
"What do you have in mind?"
Instead of giving the brunette and answer, she crawled back up her body so they were eye to eye. Straddling Callie's thigh, her left hand holding her up while her right roamed Callie's torso, cupping a perfect breast through the black bra as it had the chance to do so. Kneading it softly a few times, she kissed the full lips before her for a brief second, then going over to nip and peck along the Latina's jaw line up to her ear. Distracting the girl beneath to gather all the courage she would need, she pulled down the material of the bra and played with an erect bud. Enjoying the moan her ministrations coaxed out of her girlfriend, she smiled against the shell of her ear and husked, "I want to...uhm...taste you."
Her breath got caught in her throat and her heart most likely stopped beating for a moment. "You mean-?", she nodded down between their bodies instead of finishing her question.
"Yessss", Arizona hissed, the nervousness in her voice very audible and therefore a little too prominent for her liking, but she couldn't help it. "Unless, you don't want me to?", she asked anxiously, needing a little more words from Callie than just the first half a question.
"I am- I want- I mean, do you really want to?"
Nodding as her hand run down the Latina's body to the waistband of her jeans, she had the pants unbuttoned and unzipped within a few seconds. Her fingertips slipping inside the panties and going lower and lower until they were met with a nice amount of moisture. "Yes, I really want to", she breathed against her girlfriend's mouth.
Feeling like the temperature in the room had suddenly increased a lot, Callie swallowed down the lump that was forming in her throat and closed her eyes before she even tried to say something. She knew Arizona would never ask if she wasn't ready, but suddenly, she became a nervous wreck and it felt like their first time all over again. What if the blonde didn't like it? What if Arizona thought it was gross? What if she didn't like it? And what if her girlfriend wanted her to repay the favor? Would she know what to do?
"Calliope, stop freaking out."
When she looked up again, she found her lover studying her face with a dimpled and warm smile on her face and eyes full of love, adoration and lust. The last making them a darker shade of blue.
"Just tell me what you want?", the blonde suggested, her fingers still softly moving between Callie's thighs. "Would you be okay with it?"
Not trusting her voice, Callie nodded.
"You can tell me if you don't feel comfortable with it at any point and I will stop, okay?", Arizona offered, slowly pulling her hand out of the brunette's pants and tracing soft patterns over her stomach up to her breast. "Can we get this off?", she asked with a smirk, tugging at the bra straps.
"Please", the Latina panted, arching her back immediately to make some room for the blonde's hands to unclasp the bra. She felt the straps being pushed over her shoulders, followed by delicate lips on her skin.
"I love your skin so much. It's so soft everywhere. But especially right here", Arizona whispered, her lips ghosting over the brunette's collar bone. "I love that you moan when I kiss or nip here", she husked, her kisses moving over a tan neck, lightly grazing the skin with her teeth before catching Callie's lips. Tongues mingling together in a sloppy kiss, the Latina already having a hard time focusing. Pulling out of the kiss, Arizona brought her lips to her girlfriend's ear once again to whisper, "I'm going slow, okay?" But she didn't move until she received a nod in response.
She nipped and sucked on every millimeter of skin she could find on her way down the girl's body, using it to calm her nerves and also soothing the anticipation that was boiling inside her. Her hands found two perfect breasts, cupping and squeezing them softly whilst she kissed further down, only stopping to roll pebbled nipples between her fingers. Moaning when she felt hips buck against her torso, she sat back up on her heels, pulling at the Latina's pants.
Raising her hips to help her girlfriend, she groaned when she noticed that Arizona dragged her panties down at the same time, leaving her utterly naked. "I think", she breathed, but stopped when she felt hands roam first her calves and then her thighs.
"What do you think?", the blonde asked, kissing the inside of a muscled thigh.
"You", she swallowed, "you should...get naked...too."
"Fair enough", Arizona grinned, getting rid of everything except for her panties in record time. "That okay?"
Looking down, seeing that Arizona's panties were her favorite white with the lace hem, she gulped. "Uh huh." God, she loved seeing her girlfriend in those panties. She got them for her last birthday, because well, she liked lace.
"You're so beautiful, Calliope", she spoke under her breath, so quietly, she wasn't even sure Callie would hear it. Kissing up the inside of the Latina's thigh, she remembered everything her girlfriend's kisses ignited inside her a few weeks ago. When she neared her center, she smelled something new and she thought she would come right then and there. She couldn't wait to taste her, but before she did the next step, she looked up, finding Callie's eyes closed. Her lower lip was trapped between her teeth, tan fingers digging into the blanket below her and her breast was rising and falling rapidly with every pant. "You okay?"
"Mhmm", she hummed.
"Good. Just tell me if you want me to stop, okay?"
"Mhmm."
Taking in a deep breath, she let her tongue sweep over the apex of her girlfriend's thigh, moaning at the smell that filled her nostrils. "Oh God."
"What?", Callie asked, her mind not getting the words Arizona had said.
"Nothing, just..." she trailed off as she made eye contact with the brunette's clit. She'd never been this close before, not even when she helped her in the shower, and all she could do now was swallowing hard. Licking her lips, she lowered her mouth and kissed the spot over Callie's mound.
"Ooooh", the Latina gasped.
"Good oh?", Arizona asked insecure.
"Uh huuh."
Encouraged by the bucking hips beneath her, she lowered her face again, her lips making first contact with a throbbing bundle of nerves.
"Jesus!", Callie groaned, her hips jerking up.
Smiling at her girlfriend's reaction, Arizona kissed the soft skin in front of her once again before letting her tongue peek out and slowly dragging it along the slit. Her taste buds ignited with the scent that was pure Calliope and she moaned loud in appreciation. Because this taste was too good to be true. Salty and sweet at the same time. And although she said she would go slow, she couldn't after tasting her for the first time. She knew already, she would never get tired of that.
Letting her tongue slide through the brunette's folds once again, she caught even more of her wetness, making her groan this time. Placing her hands on each of Callie's thighs to keep them apart as tan legs started to shake next to her head, she breathed in the intoxicating scent. Hoping it would be as heavenly for her girlfriend as it was for her, she glanced up. Full lips were parted, Callie's neck stretched, her face hidden in the pillow to muffle every noise that could come out of her mouth. And boy, did she wanted to make her scream. So she dove back in, nerves and slow forgotten. Her tongue found a hard clit, circling it, because she knew Callie liked it when she did that with her fingers. Her tongue though seemed to be even better, because after a few seconds, the Latina yelped in surprise and her back rose of the mattress.
"Don't stop", she panted.
'Never', Arizona thought, stiffening the muscle in her mouth to give her girlfriend more.
"Oh God, Ari-"
"Mhmm", she hummed,completely lost between the brunette's legs.
"Ah, shit!"
Blue eyes fluttered close. Callie's cursing meant she enjoyed it just as much as she did and that gave her ego a good boost.
"Ari-" Apparently, she'd even lost her ability to speak, because no actual word left her mouth. "Plea-"
Complying, she circled the brunette's clit over and over again, trying to hold her hips down when they bucked against her face even more. The moans became louder and the pillow did nothing to muffle them. And then suddenly, Callie's thighs closed around her head, her body shook with tremors and went completely rigid for a long moment as she crashed over the edge, then she fell back down on the mattress.
Wanting more and knowing that Callie was even wetter now, she let her tongue glide down. Finding the very moist entrance and lapping up what the Latina was offering, making the body beneath twitch yet again, she smiled. Because that was better than everything they'd done so far.
Climbing up the bed and studying her girlfriend's face, she waited for brown eyes to flutter open as she licked her lips. Fingers combed through thick dark tresses, brushing the strands out of the beautiful face. "You okay?"
She couldn't answer. Arizona had knocked the wind out of her and she still tried to fill her lungs with air and get her heart to start beating again. She was sure it had stopped and she had died and gone to heaven.
"Hey, what's wrong?", the blonde asked when Callie didn't react.
Still breathing really hard, she tried to open her eyes. Blinking a few times, brown orbs found blue, the anxiety very evident in them. Willing her hand to move she cupped her girlfriend's cheek, her lips turning into a smile. But she still couldn't say a word.
"Did I do wrong?"
"Wrong?", she panted. "Jesus. I- you- that was-", she stammered. "Holy shit!"
"That good?"
"Amazing."
"Really?" Blue eyes beamed at her, her smile lighting up the whole room and her heart.
Her heart still pounding fast in her chest, she said, "Yeah. Give me a minute. I wanna do that too."
"You don't have to", Arizona stated. Not that she not wanted it, but she didn't want Callie to feel forced to give her the same pleasure.
"I know. I want to."
"Really?
"Really", Callie smiled up at the blonde.
The emotions getting the better of her, she crashed her lips against the Latina's and pushed her tongue into her mouth.
Callie moaned once again because she could still taste the remnants of her juices on her girlfriend's lips and tongue. At least, that's what she thought, because Arizona tasted differently. But, if the blonde tasted only a little bit like that, she would happily go down on her every day from now on, because there was no way she would get enough of that. "If this is wrong, I don't want to be right ever again", Callie whispered before flipping them over and topping her girlfriend.
