CHAPTER 15 - ARROW

Amelia was reviewing her last scans of the day when Arizona came in, looking as cheerful as ever.

"Hi there, beautiful. I just finished my shift, do you have for long yet?" she asked to the brunette joyfully.

Amelia couldn't stop the small blush that appeared on her cheeks at the small pet name. "I want to finish reviewing those scans first. Give me twenty minutes?"

"Sure," the blonde agreed with a warm smile. "I'm going to change, I'll be right back."

Barely five minutes later, she came back dressed in her civilian clothes, the faint smell of disinfectant that stuck to surgeons' skin like their shadows lingering into the air. Arizona took a sit onto the swivel chair next to the brunette and happily watched her examining the X-rays with great focus: the black pen in between Amelia's lips that she was biting on, the small crease in between her eyebrows that deepened whenever she tilted her head to the side in seriousness, the recognizable and ever still present glint of passion dancing in her dark blue eyes whenever the neurosurgeon was staring at a brain or a spine… God, did she adore this mesmerizing woman.

"Quit staring at me, it's creepy," the brunette said, not taking her eyes off the computer's screen.

"I'm not staring, I'm thinking."

"Thinking about what?" her eyebrows furrowed slightly and she squinted her eyes to have a better look at something on the screen.

"How much I want to eat your pussy."

That reply definitely got Amelia's full attention and her eyes finally looked over at Arizona next to her who was sporting a dopey smile.

"And they dare say romance is dead," Amelia chuckled.

Arizona profusely blushed and cringed at herself, "Did I say that out loud?"

"Yes, you did, Zona," Amelia laughed hard. The other woman's reddened dimples were too cute to be ignored so she leaned in closer and pecked one. "It's alright. I like it when you eat my pussy," she winked and went back to her scans, enjoying the small squeak that escaped Arizona's lips.

"How was school today, sweetheart?" Arizona asked as she glanced into the rearview mirror to get a look at her daughter sitting in the backseat.

Both surgeons had officially ended their shifts and had swung by daycare to grab Sofia before heading back home.

"I ate like ocho chicken nuggets at lunch! Laura didn't want hers so she gave them to me. I felt like my barriga was about to explode all manana long," the little exclaimed and rubbed her belly.

"So that's why the car is leaning way more than usual on the right. It was you all along," the neurosurgeon teased and Arizona swatted at her while Sofia giggled at her awful joke.

"Don't listen to Amelia baby, she's being silly. You're perfect the way you are."

"I know, mommy. You tell me all the time," Sofia said with a roll of eyes but a smile on her lips nonetheless.

"Well, mommy's right. You're the bestest daughter, she's allowed to brag. God knows I do it all the time."

"You brag about me?" Sofia frowned, a tad confused.

"To who?" Arizona asked then, surprised by the confession but her heart swelled up in her chest.

Somehow, bragging felt like the ultimate parent privilege at this very moment. Like bragging about Sofia was the ultimate sign that Amelia considered her daughter hers too. To know that the other woman loved her daughter so much only made her feeling towards the brunette grow expotienally.

"I don't know, everyone? Patients, nurses, doctors, Derek?" Amelia shrugged nonchalantly as she parked the car. "Let's go inside and have dinner, I'm starving!"

Sophia's bedtime couldn't come soon enough in Amelia's opinion. Not when Arizona was teasing her like this. On one hand, the neurosurgeon absolutely loathed it but on the other, she didn't want it to stop.

Arizona's arms wrapped around her midsection and her mouth found that perfect sensitive spot onto her neck as she was cutting down some carrots which made her loose her grip onto her knife for a few moments. She could hear Sofia softly playing into her room, no doubt with her dollies, so it really didn't feel much like a surprise when the pediatric surgeon's hands made their way under her shirt and gently hiked up until she found her breasts, gently squeezing them over her bra.

"Arizona," she tried to sound firm but her voice was far too breathy to be convincing and the way her body leaned into the touch killed all the credibility she was trying so hard to muster. "I'm going to end up cutting one of my fingers if you keep distracting me."

Arizona's mouth sucked harder onto that tender spot where her neck met her left shoulder and hands seized her boobs more firmly. Amelia found herself wanting to take her words back, she didn't want this to stop.

"You're right, it's getting dangerous. Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself. Plus, I might need those later," the blonde scrambled away with a knowing smirk. "I'm going to give Sofia her bath."

Amelia whined as the other woman shifted away and pouted. "You're playing dirty, Robbins," she complained, her arousal calming down.

"You haven't seen the half of it," she said smugly and turned around, leaving the kitchen. "SOF'? BATH TIME HONEY!"

The fingers running up and down Amelia's thigh underneath the table at dinner were slowly but surely driving her insane. Arizona's touch was feather like yet it was enough to leave her wanting more and the small fire in the pit of her stomach grew with each passing second.

"Yes! Mamá says I can be a bone doctor like her if I want to because I'm so good already," Sofia replied to whatever question Arizona had asked her and that the brunette had been too distracted to register.

"Do you want to be bone doctor?"

The little girl looked at the blonde like she was crazy, her eyebrows shooting up. "Mommy, I'm six. I don't even know what my favorite animal is."

At that, both women laughed.

"Of course, baby. But just because Mamá says you're very good at learning the names of bones doesn't mean you're not good at other stuff, okay?"

"I know, mommy."

"Want to learn some awesome stuff about brains?" Amelia asked, thankful that the blonde's hand on her thigh had finally stopped its to and fro to simply rest on it tenderly.

"Porque? Brains are lame," she scrunched up her nose and took a bite. "Do you know that sometimes Mamá gets to use a screw gun and pins to fix people? That's like, so cool!"

"She owned you so bad babe," Arizona whispered into the other woman's ear as she tried her hardest to stiffen her laugh and affectionately kissed her temple, happy to see shivers appearing and the baby brunette hair behind her neck coming up.

"Shut up!" the brunette said playfully, trying to hide how badly Arizona's actions affected her. "Don't encourage her. Brains are anything but. In fact, without a brain, you wouldn't be able to learn the names of the bones, ha!"

Sofia pursed her lips before saying pointedly, "Bones are still better."

"How about bones and brains both suck and kids are the best?"

"Kids cry all the time," Sofia scrunched her face, obviously doubtful.

"And they throw up all the time too," Amelia added. "Even bones are better than kids."

"You're a kid, you should be on my side!" she said to her daughter with a pout. Amelia gently squeezed her hand and both brunettes let out a small chuckle. "You suck. Both of you. Let's just settle for they're all amazing and valid?"

"Whatever helps you sleep better at night, Zona," Amelia giggled.

Reading Sofia her bedtime story turned out to be the first moment of tranquility Amelia's sex drive was having tonight since they had come back home. The brunette honestly was glad when the little girl was sleeping after only five pages but also felt kind of bad for having wished that her daughter would fall asleep fast so she could have sex with her lover. What kind of parenting was that?

Barely was she out of her bedroom and the door was closed, she was under attack. Amelia found herself trapped in between Arizona's body and the hard cold wall of the corridor behind her, Arizona's soft curves melting against hers. The pediatric surgeon's mouth immediately strolled onto her collarbone, gently sucking the smooth skin she found there and only letting go before her harsh kisses could leave a trace.

"You're a fucking tease," the brunette accused breathily.

"You love every bit of it," the blonde whispered against her neck and her lips sealed onto her pulse point.

Hands traveled down Amelia's back and when she thought they were going to stop on her buttocks, she was surprised when they went further south and grabbed the back of her thighs, confidently grabbing them to help her up. The brunette's legs wrapped themselves around the other woman's torso on their own accords and her arms snaked around her neck for support. Amelia couldn't help the small moan that escaped her in surprise, a wave of arousal going straight to her lower belly. Arizona had never picked her up like this before, it had always been the other way around. Arizona's prosthetic and added weight didn't make for very good balance.

"I haven't picked up a woman like this in a while and the last time I did, we fell down. So if we end up on the floor, you know, not my fault."

"We'll just have to practice more often then," the neurosurgeon replied before crashing their lips together.

Amelia's ability to always say the right thing made butterflies flutter in the pit of Arizona's belly, her heart beating fast against her sternum. Confidence now up, she was more determined than ever to transport them securely to her bedroom and make love to this perfect woman. Eventually, they arrived safe and sound, only bumping into one thing on their way. Her knee hit the mattress and Arizona softly lied them down onto the bed.

"I haven't find time to shave my leg this week, so just pretend my hair isn't there and ignore the small hedgehog feeling."

The word week made them both suddenly realize that it had indeed been a week. Well, more like nine days but who was counting? Between their crazy schedules, their crazier hours and Sofia, the only moment they had found for themselves was that one quickie when Amelia had gotten back home at three AM a few days ago. No wonder Amelia's body was reacting so quickly to Arizona's caresses.

"Sweetheart? I know," Amelia chuckled. "We slept in the same bed yesterday. I honestly don't give a flying fuck if you forget to shave or simply wanna let it grow, it's just hair. You'll still be sexy as fuck in my eyes. Now, will you please eat me out? Unless you have anything else you want to share?"

Arizona hungrily kissed her in lieu of a verbal reply.

Arizona came home a little early since her last surgery had been cancelled and honestly, she knew she shouldn't be but she was kind of glad because she was feeling beyond exhausted. She had just pulled a long-ass shift with almost only back-to-back surgeries. Her left thigh was painful from standing up for so long, she had had next to no sleep last night and she had been running low on caffeine. To top it all off, Amelia had had today off, which meant there had been no sneaking around to kiss her and be comforted or to whine to. Instead, here she was, one big ball of grumpiness and tiredness.

As soon as she opened the front door, she could hear her daughter's and Amelia's happy voices and laughters coming from the corridor. Almost instantly, she felt her inner tension diffuse, the familiar and delighted sounds making her tensed muscles relaxed and work took the back sit in her mind. She took her shoes and coat off and went to investigate, impatient to discover what was earning Amelia so many giggles from their daughter.

It lead her straight to the blonde's bedroom where Amelia was basically doing the plane with Sofia flying up in the air. The brunette was laid onto her back, all limbs up. Her hands were firmly holding Sofia's, her legs were bend slightly and her feet were steadily settled onto the kid's hips. They were both into their pajamas and Amelia was acting out as the pilot apparently, moving her arms and legs around to shift the little girl up in the air.

"Pigeon on la izquierda captain!" Sofia cried out happily.

"Oh no! I'm making a hard right co-captain, hold on tight to your seatbelt!" she shifted her limbs to tilt Sofia lightly to the right, making a loud and ridiculous motor noise with her mouth.

No matter how down she felt, Amelia and Sofia never failed to make her smile. The neurosurgeon had no idea how good she was with her daughter. Always making her feel safe and loved and always trying to get more chuckles out of her. It made butterflies erupt in her stomach to see her partner give her daughter as much importance as she did. To see her being a mother to a daughter that overtime, was slowly becoming hers too. Her heart swelled up into her chest.

"So this is what nighttime is like when I'm not here, huh?" Arizona smirked from the doorway.

"Mommy!" Amelia descended the kid down and Sofia ran up to hug Arizona's legs. "Amelia said you were working esta noche."

The blonde pushed a few wild locks away from her daughter's eyes. "I was supposed to but I finished earlier. And I'm glad 'cause I almost missed your little party guys," Arizona sat on the bed next to a smiling neurosurgeon, Sofia instantly climbed onto her mother's knees as the blonde kissed Amelia's cheek. "Hello sweetheart."

"Hey," Amelia smiled, relaxed. "How are you?"

"Perfect now that I'm home," Arizona tenderly squeezed her lover's thigh.

"Have you eaten dinner yet?" the brunette asked.

She shook her head.

"There are some leftovers in the fridge waiting for you then. Come on missy," Amelia playfully poked the little girl's side, "kiss mommy good night. Time to go to sleep! It's way past your bedtime."

"But mommy just came home? Can she tuck me in instead?" Sofia asked, her head falling in the crook of Arizona's neck and she gripped her a little tighter, not wanting to be separated after having seen her for only a few minutes.

Amelia looked at Arizona questioningly.

"I've got this."

"Alrighty then! Whichever you want little dude. Nighty night," she dropped a kiss onto her forehead and another one onto the top of her cute little button nose, which made Sofia chuckle. She looked up at the blonde and got up. "I'm going to fix you a plate meanwhile."

Sofia waved sleepily at her. "Nighty noche 'Melia."

"Sweet dreams princess," the brunette waved back before walking out of the room for good, giving them some alone time.

When the blonde emerged from their daughter's room a few minutes later, Amelia was sitting at the table with a warm plate sat next to her and two wine glasses out, without a doubt ginger ale in Amelia's, and the end of the red wine bottle April and her had opened a few nights ago in hers. Arizona took place next to her and softly grabbed her chin to pull her towards her until she could kiss her properly, like she had longed for all day.

One of the neurosurgeon's hand fell onto her hip while the other strolled onto her neck and finished its course just under her jaw. Arizona let out a happy sigh into the kiss before pulling away.

"I missed your pretty face today. No one to coax me in on-call rooms and cheer me up."

Amelia chuckled. "You're home now, I'll cheer you up tonight," the brunette winked. "And I missed you too. I hate having days off when you're working and Sofia's at school. Makes me feel like a '50 housewife. All I did were home chores all day and sit around impatiently waiting for my kid and my woman to come back."

"Did you-"

"Yes, I did wash up all of our sheets and put them back on. It may be quicker but it's also way less funnier when you're not helping me by the way," she pouted playfully.

"You're perfect," Arizona chuckled. "I want to wife you up so hard right now."

"Your gay is showing, sweetie," Amelia laughed and pecked her and put some distance in between them. "Now eat up before it gets cold."

"So is doing the plane something usual or should I get worried?" Arizona raised an eyebrow and took a bite.

"Well, you're awesome at books and voices and Callie's really good at lullabies so I gotta try to have my own thing."

"And what's that exactly? Make her hyper?"

"My technique is a little deeper than that. It's more of an over-stimulating-her-until-she falls-asleep-from-exhaustion-thingy."

"Does it actually work?" the pediatric surgeon giggled.

"It's still on on-going trial. I don't have enough data yet since I'm rarely alone to tuck her in. Does amazing onto the giggles front though."

"That I don't doubt. You're really good at making the Robbinses laugh."

"Good because I like hearing them laughing a lot."

"This is really good food by the way," Arizona said with a little mouthful.

"Almost entirely Sofia's doing, glad you like it."

"Taste a lot like…" she paused, trying to remember why it tasted so familiar.

"Callie's?" Amelia provided. "That's because she gave me her recipe. Secret's spices."

Arizona looked at her with a weird look as she took a sip of wine.

"What?" Amelia asked, frowning.

"Nothing. It's just… weird that you're friend with my ex-wife."

"Would you rather we tear each other apart every time our path cross?" she quirked an eyebrow up, her tone playful.

"No, of course not. It's a really good thing and I'm really glad that you two get along. I just… I never expected to find a significant other any time soon, you know? Never mind a woman who would treat my kid as their own and would get along with Calliope."

"Seems to me like you won the jackpot," Amelia said smugly with a smirk.

Arizona giggled and leaned to peck her cheek. "I really did," she told onto a more serious note.

Amelia squeezed her thigh and smiled tenderly. "Callie was and still is an important part of yours and Sofia's lives. She was the most important person in your life for a significant amount of years. You guys went through so much together. A car accident, a baby, loosing Mark, raising a kid, your amputation… She was right there by your side for all those milestones in your life. And even if it didn't work out between you two, she helped you become who you are today. I kind of owe her for making you you. The woman that makes my belly flutters with millions of butterflies when I see her smiling at me from across the hospital hall. And yeah, I sometimes get a little jealous knowing she used to have sex with you," she scrunched up her nose, "but most of the time I'm alright. She's a really great person and I can understand why you fell in love with her. I respect that. Just like you understand and respect my past with Ryan and Christopher."

Arizona felt like her heart was being squeezed tight into her chest. Behind her dorky and sometimes childish behavior, Amelia was hiding a very wise and caring side. The blonde knew her singular relationship with Callie could be source of many problems but to hear Amelia talk about it, it clearly wasn't and probably never would be. It felt like a relief to have the other woman accept the past she shared with the latina. Arizona really did hit the jackpot with Amelia Sheperd.

"I like you so, so goddamn much." Arizona replied, her voice vulnerable as she squeezed Amelia's hand resting onto her thigh. "I get these stupid butterflies too by the way."

"Yeah?" Amelia smiled at her goofily.

"Yeah."

"Good. Now please talk medicine and ORs with me? Today was so boring that I kept daydreaming about neurosurgery," she let out a pensive sigh.

"Of course you did," the blonde teased. "What do you want to hear first? Pyloric stenosis or biliary atresia?"

Amelia came back from the bathroom only to find the blonde fast asleep, spread all over her half of the bed, hugging a pillow close to her like it was a cuddle toy. The blonde had been feeling so exhausted, Amelia couldn't say she was really surprised. The brunette quickly snapped a picture, the pediatric surgeon looked way too adorable not to. She then climbed in next to her, as still as possible since the other woman was a light sleeper and she would hate to wake her up. She kissed a clad shoulder as her arm snaked around Arizona's midsection, and Arizona let out a sleepy yet pleased moan in her sleep and wiggled herself back until she was into the neurosurgeon's secure embrace, her mind already halfway to dreamland.

However, the blonde was woken up into the wee hours of the morning. She had been disturbed, not really knowing why at first. Then, she heard the other woman's whimpers and she turned the bedside lamp on and turned around confused, silently hoping that Amelia wasn't having a nightmare.

"Amelia?" she asked groggily.

She was met with the brunette's back, but Amelia was moving and she kept on groaning. Arizona sat up, obviously worried, and gently shook the other woman awake.

"Amelia? Are you alright?" she asked, still half asleep.

The neurosurgeon turned around, looking wide awake and a look of surprise on her face.

"Shit, sorry. Did I wake you?"

"Light sleeper," she rubbed her eyes as she tried to understand what was going on.

"I'm sorry," Amelia said with an apologetic face. "I know you're feeling dead tired," she pushed a blonde lock behind Arizona's ear and kissed her on the lips sweetly.

"Were you having a nightmare?" her hand come to settle on Amelia's bareback, moving her thumb back and forth in a comforting way.

Her eyebrows furrowed on her sleepy face, care shining in her eyes and Amelia felt even guiltier that she had woken her up.

"Not exactly, sweetheart," Amelia chuckled and she shook her head. "Had a pretty intense wet dream and couldn't go back to sleep. I decided to just, you know, rub this one out," she shrugged.

"Oh," the pediatric surgeon immediately relaxed at the good news, a wave of relief running through her. "I guess that would explain the moaning too."

"Sorry, I tried to be quiet," her face didn't seem even remotely close to sorry though, instead looking more horny than anything.

"S'alright. I'm just glad it wasn't a nightmare," the blonde squeezed her back and smiled at her but was unfortunately interrupted by a yawn. "Do you need help or…?"

"Babe, I know you just pulled off a long ass shift, go back to sleep. I can take care of myself," she squeezed the other woman's hand.

"Wow, you really know how to make a girl feel secure about her sexual abilities," Arizona said rather coldly and turned around, her back facing Amelia, obviously upset.

"Oh come on. You know that's not what I meant," she gently grabbed Arizona's arm and turned her around until the blonde was laying on her back and her bright blue eyes were looking up at hers.

Arizona tried to turn onto her side again but the brunette stopped her by moving on top of her.

"I'm tired Amelia, let me go back to sleep," she sighed tiredly and angrily at the same time.

"Huh-huh," Amelia shook her head and one of hand came to stroke the pediatric surgeon's temple. "Not like this. Not when we're in the middle of fighting."

"Fine," Arizona rolled her eyes in annoyance and she could feel her inner anger growing. "You like masturbating more than having sex with me. Argument's over. Can I go back to sleep now?"

"Look at me," Amelia waited until her lover looked at her in the eyes. She could see the small fire burning in them, she knew it was irritation rather than the usual desire. "When was the last time you did it? Masturbate, I mean."

"I don't know. Two weeks ago or so?" she yawned again and shrugged.

"And are you planning on doing it again?"

Arizona gave her a pointed look, "Go to the point Amelia, I'm tired."

"My point is, we both obviously have a healthy sex life. Great amazing transcendent sex with a little side of solo fun," she said with a smirk. "Now, when I'm feeling hot and bothered in the middle of the night and you're all yawning and sleepy because you just pulled off a long shift, it feels cruel to force you to stay awake just because I'm selfish and I need an orgasm right now. I don't like playing with myself more than I like having sex with you, I love both. Jacking off is actually a decent option from time to time."

Her anger slipped away at the brunette's words, instead being replaced with love and appreciation. Amelia probably had no idea how cute she was.

The blonde pouted, her bottom lip sticking out. "Sometimes your consideration is astonishing," her hands wandered onto the brunette's bare back, her fingers stroking Amelia's lower back tenderly.

"Thanks," she smiled and kissed the blonde languidly. "Wait, that's a good thing right?" Amelia asked, frowning.

"Yes," she chuckled and kissed the brunette softly once more. She softly bit onto Amelia's lip, her tongue invading the brunette's mouth as her left hand came up to caress her cheek.

"Go back to sleep baby," the brunette whispered and slipped back to her side of the bed, laying on her back. "I know you're dead tired."

"Yeah, like I can go back sleep with you touching yourself right next to me. That's never going to work out," Arizona turned onto her side and before Amelia could say anything, plump lips wrapped around her neck.

Having not expected it, the neurosurgeon's hand flew into honey blonde hair, her fingers tangling into it as her short nails delicately scratched the other woman's scalp, loving the small hint of teeth she was feeling against her skin. She tilted her head backwards, giving her more space to work with.

"Arizona," the brunette whimpered.

She had been so close to release when Arizona had interrupted her that any more waiting felt like pure torture. The blonde pulled away and the brunette could feel her smirk against her skin.

"Shhh, it's all alright. You just keep focusing on making yourself feel good, I'm only here to help," the blonde whispered and her mouth attached itself back to Amelia's collarbone.

There was something about hearing Arizona telling her to fuck herself and watching her do so that felt utterly arousing. Well, that and the fact that her husk voice did absolutely nothing to help her situation down there. Her hand gripped Arizona's hair more firmly and forced her to detach herself from the crook of her neck to harshly crash her lips against hers instead.

Not needing to be told twice, her other hand returned right back where it had been a few minutes earlier. She noticed she had grew significantly wetter and more sensitive and couldn't help the small whimper that escaped the back of her throat as her fingertips made contact with her clit.

"Does it feel good, sweetie?" Arizona asked tenderly to her lover.

Not trusting herself to utter something other than gibberish, Amelia simply nodded, her eyes searching for the blonde's. When she found them, she could see that the usual blue irises she cherished so much had transformed into two black pools of desire. Fingertips trailed up her belly and her ribcage and Amelia's back arched up into the touch, craving more. Arizona's hand eventually settled onto her breast, fingers teasing not-so-softly her already hardened nipple.

"That's great, 'Melia. God, you look so beautiful like this. I could stare at you all day long and it still wouldn't be enough," the pediatric surgeon's murmured against her skin and then proceeded to pepper her way down her neck onto her chest to land onto her target, Amelia's other nipple.

Arizona carefully wrapped her lips around the sensitive bud, watching Amelia's eyes rolling back into their sockets, the thousands of shivers running onto her smooth skin and the not so subtle rocking of her hips intensifying. The grip tightened into her hair and it only spurred Arizona more.

"Keep going baby. You're doing so great, I'm so proud of you."

The blonde kept on loving her lover's skin, being nowhere and everywhere at the same time which drove the brunette crazy. Every time she tried to lean into her touch, it would vanish into thin air only to reappear onto another sensitive spot a few seconds later. Amelia's fingers wandered lower, leaving her engorged clit to enter her opening. A moan made its way out as she started to pump back and forth into herself, her palm pressing deliciously against her clit with each stroke.

Arizona felt a change in her lover and could tell she was growing closer and closer of her climax. She sucked harder onto the tender skin beneath her lips, knowing she was going to leave a nasty hickey but not caring in the least. When she was satisfied with her work, she let go and softened her bite with her tongue. The blonde saw Amelia's hips rolling quicker and hastier, her moves losing their focus as her mind grew foggier with want without a doubt.

"It's okay, baby. You deserve it, there's no need to fight it," Arizona whispered lovingly into her ear and dropped a kiss onto her temple. "Don't hold back, you can let go."

The encouraging words were all Amelia needed to tip over the edge and her release finally overtook her. The neurosurgeon's whole body tensed up, her eyes fluttered shut tight, her back arched painfully high and her mouth fell opened, not a sound coming out. Her thighs closed up around her wrist, trapping it in place as she slowed down her rhythm.

Arizona placed a hand onto her lower belly, feeling the muscles tensing up right underneath it and she softly rubbed the skin with her thumb as Amelia rode out her orgasm. After a few moments, the neurosurgeon came back to her senses and took her hand out of herself and let her body go limp onto the mattress. Before she could even think of wiping her fingers onto the sheets, Arizona caught her hand and brought them up to her mouth, licking the digits clean and letting go.

"You feeling better?" she asked sweetly with a beaming smile as she tenderly brushed the brunette's hair.

"Definitely sated, that's for sure," Amelia said, still into her post-coital bliss and cuddled into Arizona. "We should do that more often."

"Having wet dreams?" the blonde joked.

Amelia nudged at her ribcage playfully. "I meant masturbate together, dumbass," she yawned.

"Ready to go back to sleep now, baby?"

"Yep."

The blonde turned off the light and barely a few minutes later, both of them were back into Morpheus' arms.