10x15.
"Tonight was fun," Arizona smiled from where she was sitting in bed. She looked so happy and carefree, like she had earlier in their relationship. After a night of skating on the sidewalk, she was all dimples. She'd never been happier. "Thank you, Callie."
Callie grinned back. "It was, wasn't it? I missed this. Us laughing together, you know?"
Arizona nodded. "'Me, too."
Callie pulled down the covers on her side of the bed, sitting beside Arizona. "We need to have more fun together."
Arizona turned her head to meet Callie's eyes. Trying to keep the mood light, she offered, "We should get you and Sof some wheelie sneaks, too. That'd be fun."
Callie laughed. "Please! I wouldn't be able to keep up with you two!"
Arizona laughed, too, appreciating Callie's casual but meaningful compliment. Then, she yawned unwillingly, making Callie yawn, too.
"It's been a long day," Callie agreed, thinking back to the day's stressful events. She turned to shut off the lamp and situated herself in bed, turning over to mirror Arizona's position as they faced each other.
"I've missed you," Arizona said candidly; saying this made her vulnerable, because she still wasn't sure if she had the right to say it; after all, she had been the one who cheated.
Callie didn't pick a fight though. She just took a deep breath and nodded, "Me too."
A second later, their lips were on each other, with neither woman knowing who had initiated the kiss. All they knew was that they were hungry for each other: for all of each other.
Tonight, they had remembered the spark that drew them to one another emotionally, but now, they needed to feel that connection physically, too.
Tonight's physical intimacy was already better than the last few times had been. Since Arizona had moved back in, they'd had sex, sure, but it had been different than in the past. Callie had told Arizona that she had forgiven her, but then, the sex was so hard. Callie seemed detached, hurt, and angry, biting too hard and going too fast; it was unlike her, since Arizona was typically more dominant. It was almost as if Callie had been trying to punish Arizona through their sex. And Arizona had let her. What could she do? Callie was still angry. Arizona had cheated.
But, finally, tonight, they had actually communicated again. They had been honest with one another, and they had forgiven one another.
There were no traces of guilt or anger left on their lips, just a perfect mixture of love and desire.
Eventually, their kissing deepened, as Arizona reached under Callie's shirt to knead her soft breasts, rolling her nipples between her cool fingers.
Callie's breath caught as she relished the feeling of her wife's skilled fingers against her skin. She pulled Arizona into her and began working at lifting her camisole above her head; Arizona quickly followed suit, and soon, their upper bodies were naked, and they were lying skin to skin: white chocolate and caramel.
Callie brought her hands up to Arizona's breasts, paralleling her wife's actions. "Mmmm," Arizona moaned approvingly. Callie unconsciously bit her lip; nothing turned her on more than hearing the little sounds her wife made during sex.
Arizona wrapped her arms around Callie's body and flipped them over, taking charge. She straddled Callie's hips and lowered herself onto the bigger woman, breast to breast. She put all her weight on her wife and gripped Callie's body to help her keep balanced on top.
Callie lifted her head to kiss her. Arizona happily lowered her head to meet her halfway.
"Hey," Arizona whispered playfully into the kiss.
"What's up?" Callie joked back, as she moved her hands down to grab the blonde's ass.
Arizona began leaving wet kisses along Callie's jaw as she continued teasing her breasts with her hands. Slowly and methodically, she moved her tongue lower, as she wrapped her mouth around one of Callie's nipples. She felt it harden at her touch and smiled confidently, loving the way Callie's body always responded to her. She continued lolling her tongue over Callie's cushiony breast for several minutes before moving on to give the other one equal attention.
As Arizona kissed her way down her wife's body, Callie felt the fuzziness in her abdomen build, almost bordering on pain. God, Arizona was the only person who could make her feel this way without even having even gotten near the lower half of her body.
Arizona looked up at Callie as she moved her tongue down her stomach, toward where Callie wanted her most, and Callie bucked her hips, hoping to encourage her to hurry.
Arizona slowly pulled Callie's pajamas and old underwear down her legs, leaving her completely exposed. She took a second to look the Latina up and down, just appreciating the piece of art that was Callie Torres.
Callie looked at Arizona looking at her, completely ensconced by the blonde's lustful expression and dark blue eyes. Waiting for what she'd do next.
Arizona lowered her head, but instead of putting her tongue where Callie needed it most, she kissed Callie's inner thigh from her knee to her center, where she only left the lightest kiss right on her bundle of nerves.
Callie was going to explode.
Again, Arizona traced her tongue down Callie's other inner thigh, painfully slow.
Callie could feel herself dripping she was so turned on. She whimpered, "Ari—"
Before she could finish, Arizona reached her destination, circling Callie's clit with her tongue. "Yessss," Callie bucked her hips, and Arizona finally gave in and inserted two fingers into her. Callie moaned unintentionally, already panting.
She grabbed the blonde's hair to hold her in place as Arizona worked up a steady rhythm, keeping her tongue on Callie's clit and her two fingers working magic inside her; they were bent just enough to hit that spot that made Callie crazy.
The explosions in Callie's body were building and building, growing and growing, getting her closer and closer to a release. As her muscles began clenching and tightening, Arizona moaned into her, and the vibration just about drove Callie to come. "Arizona," Callie breathed...
And then, suddenly, Arizona extracted her fingers and pulled her tongue away. Surprised, Callie began objecting, but the blonde quickly shushed her.
"Uh uh. Watch." she instructed. From her horizontal position, Arizona moved her hands from her breasts, down her stomach, to the waistband of her shorts and underwear as she lifted her hips pulled them off her legs painfully slow.
Callie's eyes widened. She hadn't seen Arizona be so confident and brazen about her body since before the plane crash. But, man, Callie was thankful she was now. She was hot. She was perfect.
Again, Arizona lowered herself onto Callie's body as she straddled her wife's hips. She kissed Callie passionately, and Callie's hands wandered over her back, pulling her impossibly closer.
Slowly, Arizona lowered her thigh in between each of Callie's. "Sorry I stopped before," Arizona whispered teasingly.
Callie couldn't focus. It took all the strength she had not to rub herself against Arizona's muscular thigh and just come right then and there. "It's...okay..." Callie managed to croak.
"I was having a lot of fun down there," Arizona smirked. "But I want to be able to see you when you climax. I want you to see me." She looked at Callie pointedly and ran her tongue along her lips.
Callie released a guttural moan at her words, pulling Arizona's face toward her again, kissing her wife deeply then biting her lower lip.
Arizona couldn't wait any longer. She couldn't go slow. She needed Callie. She needed a release. She rolled her hips, pushing herself into Callie's leg and pressing her leg into Callie's center. She felt herself easily slip up and down Callie's thigh, and she relished the feeling of Callie's hot wetness on her as she did the same. Slowly, the two women worked up a rhythm, rubbing their bodies against each other slowly with rolling motions at first, but soon, bodies wet and sticky, they jerkily slipped against each other, faster and harder as they approached climax. They continued kissing breathlessly, nipping at lips and moaning into each other's mouths, keeping eye contact the entire time.
Callie traced circles around Arizona's aroused nipples, and Arizona dug her nails into Callie's back. "Mmm," she moaned, "Calliope."
In between kisses, Callie panted, "You...are so...sexy right now, and...you are so—" she was unable to finish her thought, as she arched her back and pushed herself harder into Arizona, letting out a high-pitched moan. "Ariz— I'm—"
Callie's head fell back and her eyes shut tight as her body tensed and trembled with pure, uncensored pleasure; Arizona let out a tumble of loud moans, climaxing as she saw Callie completely let go. She continued pushing herself into Callie, riding out her multiple orgasms as her body convulsed and released a new flood of fluid that spread down Callie's thigh. Callie grabbed her ass and helped her keep up her rhythm, riding out the waves of pleasure.
Finally, both women collapsed, exhausted, and Arizona fell lazily beside Callie, completely breathless. Neither woman said anything as they waited for their heartbeats and breathing to slow.
Callie leisurely looked toward Arizona, reaching an arm out and smoothing her hair away from her face. Arizona smiled a grateful and tired "thanks," and Callie pulled Arizona into her. Their bodies still fit together perfectly, with Arizona's head tucked into Callie's chest, Callie's head resting on Arizona's, and their legs weaving together in a loose knot of limbs.
They lay contently together for a while, not wanting or needing to fill the silence with words.
After a while: "Calliope?" Arizona began.
"Mmm?" Callie still couldn't even see straight. God, even to this day, she couldn't keep up with this woman.
"This counted as 'having fun together,' right?"
Callie laughed. "Definitely."
"Then I think you're right," Arizona bit the skin between Callie's breast and shoulder. "We do need to have more fun. Every chance we get."