A/N: I didn't expect such an overwhelming response on the first chapter, thank you so much for all the love!
Also, I was debating with the fact that Arizona should be G!p but it kind of takes away focus from their relationship and their dynamic as a couple, with having to establish Arizona with a penis and thinking about what Callie's reaction will be to it and all the drama that would follow.
Plus, I have never written anything like that and I have been wanting to explore Callie as a stripper. So, I thought that I'd stick with one new thing at a time. Besides, I'm really loving this story called 'At Last' by calzonabubble give it a read if you haven't. Since I'm reading it, I didn't want to be accidently draw inspiration from it and have my work be a derivative of their work. So, maybe another time?
Also, what happened to Presidential Escort? The author went from updating I think every other day to like not having a chapter update for a long time. What happened? I miss that story!
Here's an author's note segment that I have decided on. Along with all the sexy times warnings wink wink, I will share the stories that I have been loving so far and you can share your thoughts with me.
Please let me know how you like these chapters, the pacing of it all or well, anything in general. It does help!
Chapter 2
Arizona could feel her touching in all the right places. She could smell her perfume on herself. Her fingers felt electrifying against her skin, lighting her on fire and yet she wanted more. She wanted to burn in her fire if she let her. The blonde wanted to be consumed by her.
She felt her breath against her ear. "Mami, you need slowdown." As the brunette chuckled in her ear. That was Arizona's new favorite sound. If she could whip out her phone and record her voice right now, she would set it as her ringtone. Well, actually, thinking about it, she didn't want that sound to be heard by everyone. It was only meant to be for her own ears. Maybe she could set it as her alarm clock? Imagine that! Being woken up by that lovely sound every morning. The only thing better than that would be waking up spooning again Miss Miami as she kissed her flawless skin.
Arizona felt feather light kisses being placed on her chest as the brunette descended down her body. If she could have a top five list of things that she loved about Miss Miami, her lips would be pretty high up on the list, in fact both the sets of her lips would be in the list. But then again, it would be really difficult to come up with just five things that she likes about the performer.
"You're so wet," the brunette purred in her ear as she felt a shiver running down her body. "I like it so much," she said as she gently bit her ear lobe.
God, that voice was intoxicating. Not only did she sound amazing singing on the stage, but right now in her bedroom, the voice took her places she hadn't been in a while. "More," Arizona begged. She was not happy that Miss Miami was not only going slow but she was teasing her to the point that she was getting frustrated. She was more than ready right now. Arizona wanted her fingers on her clit playing the fucking piano on her.
"Shh! Patience Mami, you don't want me to go slower now do you?"
Oh hell no! This pace that Miss Miami had set was excruciatingly slow. Arizona didn't know what she would do if she slowed down further. She nodded as she pulled the brunette up and reached up to capture her lips between hers.
Her lips…
So soft yet so plump. So, dominating yet so accommodating.
Arizona could feel her juices running down her thigh. She needed something, some friction but the dominatrix straddling her body was not playing fair. What bothered Arizona more was that if she rebelled, she wouldn't get what she wanted. This not only annoyed her but excited her.
The blonde had had a fair share of lovers, but no one knew their way around a woman's body like Miss Miami. Arizona felt like she was going to combust when the brunette had not touched her below her breasts yet. Was she going to come with just nipple stimulation? That had never happened in her entire life.
The sad truth about her love life was that there were times when she didn't come but had to fake it so that her lover did not feel bad about not being enough for her. There were times when she had to redirect her partner's hands or lips to her erogenous zones because it wasn't pleasing her.
Worst of all was when she made her way to the bathroom and fingered herself to come because she knew he couldn't sleep without finishing.
What hurt most of all was when she slept with people who were having a vacating in lesbian land. It wasn't like she grew attached to the people she slept with, but she didn't like to be an experiment.
Suddenly, Arizona felt a finger roughly entering her. "Ah!" Arizona moaned as she looked at the brunette, she had a huge smile on her face. She was clearly enjoying what she saw down as she rode the blonde's body.
"You happy Mami?"
Arizona couldn't find the right words to say in the moment so she just nodded. The brunette found her nipple as she took the hardened little rose bud in her mouth and gently bit it. "Oh god!" the blonde couldn't contain her moans. She was not the type of girl who was loud in bed, she was the dirty talker. But the brunette had not only stripped her out of her clothes but out of her words as well.
She felt Miss Miami violently flicking her nipple with her tongue before she took it entirely in her mouth and gave it a sloppy kiss before she released it with a pop. "You like that?" the brunette asked before she switched to her other breast while her mouth gave her right nipple the same love. "You like it when I make you moan so loud?" Arizona wanted to respond. She wanted to scream yes, she wanted to say that she made her feel like no other woman had ever made her feel, like she was the only girl in the world. But the brunette had inserted another finger into her as her palm found her clit.
If she thought she was stripped for words before, she was wrong. Miss Miami had taken her to the infinity and beyond. in fact, it felt like she had shown her the gate to heaven.
The brunette suddenly pulled her fingers out of her before Arizona felt a hard spank on her butt.
"Ah!" she cried out in pain, but the brunette was already rubbing her butt cheek trying to soothe the pain she had caused.
"When I ask you a question, you answer. Got it?"
"Yes, Miss Miami."
Arizona was not submissive in bed. She liked to be on top but the brunette was holding her down. The blonde however was more than comfortable with this arrangement. If she could feel like this all the time, she would willingly be the bottom every single time, but only with her.
"Good! Now, are you ready for your punishment?" Arizona's eyes widened at that question. Punishment? What was she going to do to her? Was she going to tie her up? Hit her? Gag her "You need to relax Mami, I would never do anything you aren't comfortable with."
How can a voice be so arousing and so calming at the same time? Miss Miami had the kindest eyes, which was really a weird sight to see when she was being dominated by the same kind eyes. She saw the care in those baby browns and a little bit of mischief in that smile.
"I don't want to be tied up," Arizona hated to be out of control which was why she preferred to be on top. But the way the brunette moved, it felt like she had control in her hands. "I don't like it."
Miss Miami chuckled. "Someone had been reading the wrong kind of books and watching the wrong movies," she said as she leaned forward for a small kiss on her lips before she tucked the hair that had fallen on her face. Arizona was sure the brunette saw the insecurity, the fear in her eyes. The blonde had heard horror stories from her friends when bondage had gone so wrong that they were bruises that lasted for months.
It wasn't that she didn't like to try new things in bed, hell she was very adventurous herself and liked suggesting new things, but you need to know what you were doing and you need to do it right.
"I-I don't-" Miss Miami sat up on bed and pulled the blonde up along with her.
Arizona was worried. Did Miss Miami suddenly not want her because she shot her down? Was she going to leave? Arizona did not want her to leave.
"Mami, you have the wrong idea of punishment. If you don't want to be gagged or tied up, that's fine, you're not ready, but I promise you when you are, I'll show you a great time," Arizona felt relief flooding through her. The brunette was not going to leave her. "I'm going to take you from behind. Your punishment is that you don't get to touch me but I get to roam my hands all over your gorgeous body," the brunet finished as she took both the blonde's nipples between her fingers and tugged on them gently.
Arizona was being tied up without being tied up. Miss Miami truly knew what she was doing.
"Now Mami, turn around," she whispered in her ear.
Goosebumps crawled over her body. The brunette had managed to turn a moment in which Arizona was feeling vulnerable to making her want more in a matter of seconds.
The blonde barely managed to turn around before she felt a hand on her waist pulling her in before she felt the brunette biting her on her butt cheek before she planted a wet kiss on it.
"Good job, now all your hands get touched are the sad bedsheets when you try to keep yourself up."
Miss Miami crawled up her body before she leaned over her. Arizona could feel her nipples on her back. "Hmm," the blonde moaned as she felt the performer parting her lips and rubbing her clit and Arizona was back to where they had left off.
Getting taken from behind was a bit frustrating though, not only could she not touch her, but she couldn't see her either which made her feel everything more intensely. She could feel the brunette kissing her every vertebrae as she started from her neck and descended down her body. Miss Miami used two fingers this time and started pumping into her right away. The blonde was more than ready for her as she felt the moisture coating her fingers.
"Are you close Mami?"
"I'm so close," Arizona's fists tightened on the bedsheets under her as she sought purchase in anything she could find. "Don't stop!"
Suddenly Arizona heard a blaring sound which jolted her.
What the fuck!
Where was this annoying sound coming from? The blonde looked at her bedside table as she found her alarm clock staring back at her, demanding attention.
Arizona looked around for the brunette as she found herself alone in bed, lying on her stomach as her hand furiously continued pumping inside of her. "Oh god!" Arizona shouted as she came.
Had it all been a dream?
Had the presence of the performer he had seen been so strong on her that she woke up masturbating as she imagined the brunette pleasing her? That had never happened to her. No one had ever been on her mind to such a level that she had a naughty dream about them and woke up screaming for them.
Damn it, Alex!
But, wasn't he the reason she went to the club in the first place? She wouldn't have been graced by the brunette's presence had it not been for his bachelor party. But then, he insisted on having more drinks which lead to Arizona helping him puke in the trash can outside of the club.
Miss Miami had asked her to wait, but this frat boy had turned into a man child as he clung onto her like one her babies in the NICU.
After dropping Alex back home, she took a cab and went to the club again. She was not the one to break promises, but by the time she got to the shoe, the doors were closed, she was late and had broken her promise.
Damn it, Alex!
Arizona looked at the alarm clock, she had enough time to squeeze in a quick shower, get changed and head to the hospital.
The wedding had gone according to plan… said no one ever. Izzie had failed to show up to her own wedding leaving Alex at the altar. He told her that she wasn't happy with him and had a feeling that their marriage would be a very unhappy one and she did it via text.
Needless to say, Arizona had spent every free moment with Alex getting drunk and eating cereal in his apartment.
The blonde quickly made way to the hospital. She was about ten minutes late. Had she not finished what she had started doing her sleep, she probably wouldn't have been late. But she wasn't going to leave without finishing, she didn't want to leave without finishing. Luckily for her, she had a relatively laid back day today. A day she had been wanting for quite some time.
The blonde wanted nothing more than to go back to her club, but her babies didn't let her. Yes, by babies she meant Alex and the kids in her ward. Being a pediatric surgeon, she was used to spending every moment in the hospital elbows deep in paperwork.
It had been a tough week for her. Not only had she had to deal with a moping Alex but she had lost not one but two kids that week. At the same time, she had a tough case on a preemie for which a doctor had been brought from Los Angeles.
Dr. Montgomery's reputation preceded herself. She was a wizard with a scalpel and was well respected in her field. What Arizona didn't expect was a person who was so accomplished in her field to be so down to earth and humble.
The surgeon had already changed and was almost done with her rounds by lunch time. She only had two surgeries in the morning which were pretty easy, so she used the rest of her time to finish her paperwork and go through her department's budget review. She hated going through these reports, but that was one of the things that came with being a department head in one of the most coveted departments in one of the biggest hospitals of the country.
The blonde heard a knock on her door. "Come in," she said but she already knew who it was. It was her most ugly baby Dr. Alex Karev. Everyday at around this time he would come to office to bitch about everything and everyone in the hospital. The blonde knew that he wanted to feel anything but the pain in his heart so he had upped his grumpy game.
Alex entered the office and placed his lunch tray on the coffee table before he sat down on the couch.
"No no no Alex! You are done hiding in here!"
"I'm not hiding out."
"You have been having lunch in my office for a week now! Today, we are going to have lunch outside in the actual cafeteria."
"But I just got my lunch," Alex whined.
Arizona shook her head before she closed the file in front of her. "Either you can hide in here and have lunch alone or come with me to the cafeteria."
"I-"
"I'll see you after lunch!" Arizona called out as she put her hand on the door knob.
Alex looked at her as she pulled the door open. "Fine, I'm coming with you."
Arizona smiled as she walked out behind him. The blonde always got her way, but only when she wasn't being accompanied by a drunk soon to be groom. Was he technically a groom if his fiancé never came to the wedding? Either way, she cared for him and was more than ready to take him under her wing. Now only if he was ready to start hitting the strip clubs again, that would be great.
The blonde quickly paid for her food as both the pediatric surgeons made their way towards the seating area.
"Hey, Dr. RobbinsW Dr. Karev! Why don't the two of you join us?" Addison called to both of them.
Alex leaned into the blonde and whispered into her ear "Do we have to?" Arizona lightly kicked his foot before they made their way to their table.
"Hi," Arizona placed her tray on the table before she shook hands with Mark and Adison. She knew Dr. Sloan, she had already worked with him on a couple of cases, but her attention was on his friend, the beautiful brunette who was sitting beside him.
She had her long black hair cascading down her shoulders but for some reason, she refused to meet Arizona's eye. It wasn't like she was shy, it looked more like she was pissed.
What was she so mad about? Knowing Mark, it could have easily been something he said that she found distasteful. Nevertheless, she still extended her hand to the brunette. "I don't think we have met before."
Arizona couldn't take her eyes off of her, she was gorgeous and then some.
"No, I don't work here."
Of course, Arizona knew that, she wasn't wearing scrubs and she didn't have her white coat on. But damn, that leather jacket looked fabulous against her tan skin and accentuated her curves delicious.
"But you could have," Mark said as he nudged her by her shoulders.
Unfortunately, that was the only string of words she had exchanged with the brunette. Since Arizona was sitting beside Mark, she couldn't really see her. But for some reason, the brunette barely spoke.
To Arizona, it didn't seem like a person who was soft spoken, quite the contrary. In fact, she wanted to get some time alone with her to get to know her. After all, she was breathtaking and she had barely exchanged two sentences with her.
"Hey Alex, I heard you took Arizona to a strip club?" Mark asked.
And suddenly, all eyes were on the blonde. It wasn't like people didn't know that she was gay but the fact that she willingly went to the strip club from her own volition.
"First of all, I took him to that strip club and it wasn't exactly a strip club, it was this upscale burlesque show where some of the girls stripped."
It seemed that Arizona had the attention of the entire table, even the brunette looked at her with… What was that? Interest? Finally, she was throwing some cues that the blonde could play off of.
"Oh, I didn't know you had such a unique taste Dr. Robbins. I thought you were Miss goody two shoes."
"It was okay," Alex grumbled. "The women were fine, none of them had a wow factor to them and none of them got completely naked."
"Hey! It's impossible to get into that club unless you get the tickets in advance!" Arizona said as she smacked his arm.
"All I'm saying is that I wanted more boobs! And I wanted them bare!"
Arizona almost saw a smirk on the brunette's face. Why was she so hard to read? What did she want? Was she always this reserved? Did she know that she was interested? What was her game?
Meanwhile Addison and Mark were busy laughing at Alex's antics. Even though they didn't know him, she was sure that she could tell that he gave them frat boy vibes. In fact, Alex gave everyone one frat boy vibes when they met him, but once they got to know him and they saw his heart and who he truly was.
"And what did you think of the show?"
Arizona looked around to see who asked her that question. It was definitely not Addison's voice and it was too high pitched to be Mark's. Did the brunette actually make an attempt to talk to her?
The blonde saw her looking at her nervously. What was she so nervous about?
But most importantly what was she going to say? She couldn't tell three strangers that she liked a strip show, could she? She was a pediatric surgeon. No, she was head of pediatric surgery for crying out loud! Saying that she enjoyed a strip show would be wrong. Besides did they actually know what kind of show it actually was?
The girls she saw that night were talented and truly gifted. It wasn't a show, it was a performance. What was the difference? The latter had soul and passion.
Plus, she had to work with Dr. Montgomery. She did not want to share with her that one of the show girls asked her out and that she would have gone out with her had Alex not emptied his gut.
"It was a strip club, you know how those sleazy those places are," Arizona started. "Honestly, I would have left early had Alex not begged me to pay for all those lap dances."
She expected the table to laugh with her, but it was only Alex who laughed. That was strange.
The blonde looked over at the brunette who had her head turned away from her and was more interested in the window.
What had happened? The brunette didn't even acknowledge her answer. That was weird.
Alex managed to steer the conversation towards calling Izzie a bitch and how she could have just told him how she was feeling instead of bailing on him.
The blonde kept on looking at Mark's friend but she seemed so distant.
It wasn't like Arizona didn't try to get her to talk, but every time she asked her something, Mark or Addison interrupted and answered for her. If only she could get a moment alone to talk to her.
Soon enough, she saw the brunette get up. "That's about as much of Mark I can handle for today," she said with a smile "I need to go practice."
"Do you want me to drop you off? My next surgery is like an hour away," Mark offered.
"No, it's okay, I need to go to the store and grab some stuff," the brunette slung her bag on her arm as she briefly leaned in and hugged Addison.
"We are getting drinks later though, right?"
"Of course, I'll text you when I'm done and I'll come get you?"
"Yeah, I'll try to get off early today," Callie replied as she lightly kissed the red haired surgeon on her cheek.
Arizona couldn't help but wonder if they were dating. They seemed close, but she didn't really get any gay vibes from Addison.
What a shame, all the good ones are taken aren't they?
The brunette quickly hugged Mark before she stood in front of Arizona and held out her hand. "It was umm… nice meeting you," she said as the blonde shook her hand.
"I don't think I caught your name?"
The brunette solely retracted her hand "That's because I didn't give it away," she said before she waved at Alex as she walked away.
The blonde watched her, well more like she watched her butt as she saw her moving away from her. Did she always walk like that? Or was Arizona seeing things?
There was an extra pep in her step as her hips swayed with every step she took before she turned the corner.
"Um Dr. Robbins?" Mark slightly nudged her shoulder.
"I'm sorry what?"
"If you are done ogling my best friend, Addie was asking you a question."
Arizona blushed, had the entire table watched her eyeing the brunette? "I wasn't ogling her."
"Oh really? Do you usually respond after being called thrice?"
Arizona decided to ignore him "Dr. Montgomery, you were saying?"
The blonde paid attention to the doctor as she spoke about the surgery they had planned to do even though the blonde wanted nothing more than to ask her about her friend who just left. But she was professional, she knew how to put her cravings away.
Maybe the brunette will come visit her friends soon?
A/N: I feel like you guys are going to come for me because of how I started the chapter. But oh well!
Hope you liked me staying up all night finishing this chapter?
