CHAPTER 20 - BREATHE

Family time when all of your parents were surgeons could be tricky. So whenever it happened, whenever their crazy timetables allowed for some down time together, it was precious and to be savored. It turned out that Arizona and Amelia both had Saturday night and Sunday off. Sophia was ecstatic to have both of them for herself for the whole entire night and the day after. They had decided to hold a movie night and had planned a play date with the Grey-Sheperds the next day.

The young brunette was already sitting onto the couch, waiting patiently for the women to come and sit down so they could start the movie. Her mother came in a few seconds later with a big bowl of popcorn in one hand and set the bowl down onto the coffee table. Feeling in a teasing mood, she decided to sit right in front of her daughter.

"Mommy, I can't see the screen no more," Sofia complained and moved towards the left.

"Oh I'm sorry, am I bothering you?" the blonde teased her daughter and also moved to the left so she was still blocking her.

"Mommy!" she squealed and moved back to the right this time.

"Oh sorry," the pediatric surgeon smirked and followed her to the right.

"Stop moving ahora!"

"You stop moving, choose a place to sit young lady!" she scolded playfully with a smirk, toing and froing in front of Sofia to annoy her and make her favorite little human laugh. "Shhh, I'm trying to listen to the movie."

"It's not even on yet!"

Eventually, the little girl was saved when Amelia came back from the bathroom. The brunette grabbed her under her armpits and scooped her onto her knees as she let herself fall onto the opposite end of the couch.

"Gotcha princess!" she said happily.

"Gracias 'Melia. Mommy was being silly again," she playfully stuck her tongue out to Arizona.

The blonde smiled and sank next to them, placing the popcorn onto her thighs.

"I love silly mommy. I think she's awesome," the neurosurgeon said more for Arizona than for Sofia and turned her head to kiss her girlfriend's cheek.

Domesticated life with Arizona and Sofia was great. Amelia never thought it could be so simple, yet it was. Coming back home from work, playing with Sofia during bathtime, helping her do her homework, cooking with her lover, eating as a family and sharing stories and laughing… Each evening in their presences felt like a blessing of softness and love.

"Yo too?" Sofia asked, her pointer finger pointing towards her chest and an eager look onto her face, her piercing black eyes hopefully looking up.

"Of course. We're all super duper awesome," Arizona said seriously.

"Including mama," Amelia added with a nod. "We're an awesome family."

"Good," the kid took a handful of popcorn and got herself comfortable onto the neurosurgeon's laps.

"What are we watching, munchkin?" Amelia asked.

"Tinkerbell," Sofia replied as she pressed play.

A few minutes in, Sophia's eyes were glued to the screen, totally immersed in the movie. Arizona gently laid her head onto Amelia's shoulder and fed her a few popcorns.

"Thank you, love."

"You're welcome," she then leaned upward and kissed her, tasting the caramel on the other woman's lips. "That is some good popcorn," she whispered after licking the brown sugar off her own lips.

"Yes, but it is nowhere as sweet as you," the neurosurgeon pulled her again into a kiss.

"You're such a dork."

"Just for you," Amelia sweet-talked with heart eyes.

"Shhh, I can't hear anymore," Sofia murmured, almost scolding them with a whine.

"I guess we know who wear the pants in this house," Arizona kidded and squeezed Amelia's left thigh tenderly.

Amelia gently bounced her little girl up on her knees so they could be more comfortable.

"Si, now shhh. I wanna listen," she promptly took a handful of popcorn.

"Mommy?" Sofia asked in a hushed voice.

"What's up?" the pediatric surgeon looked up from texting April to give her attention to her daughter.

"I need to go potty," she shyly whispered.

"Then go, baby. You know you don't have to ask."

"Si, pero 'Melia's asleep and she's hugging me. I don't want to wake her up but I really need to go. Pronto," she said the last part with a grimace.

The blonde looked up and sure enough, her girlfriend was asleep with her head leaning on the side, her arms protectively wrapped around their baby girl. Her neck was probably going kill her tomorrow if she didn't move from this position soon.

"Amelia's not a light sleeper like mommy. Get down delicately and we should be alright, honey."

With as much delicacy as a in-a-hurry six years old could muster, Sofia climbed down, her eyes trained onto the neurosurgeon's face to see if she was waking her up. Her two feet finally firmly on the ground, she ran to the restroom.

"Amelia, wake up," Arizona whispered and gently shook Amelia awake.

In her sleep, Amelia's brows furrowed.

"Amelia," she tried a little louder and kissed her forehead.

"What?" the neurosurgeon grumpily let out and Arizona couldn't help but chuckle at the sleepy mumbles.

She carefully pulled Amelia more into her, her arm snaking around her shoulders so she could hug her better. "Lie your head on my shoulder. You'll be more comfy."

The brunette did as she was told, too tired to realize what was going on. Moreover, she wasn't going to complain about cuddles, the pediatric surgeon was really soft. As she sunk further into her side though, she realized something was missing. She frowned, her eyes still closed and patted around.

"Sofia?" she asked when she didn't feel her around.

"Restroom break."

"'Kay," she blindly dropped a kiss on Arizona's neck and went back to sleep.

When the neurosurgeon was once again woken up from her nap, it was by a different person this time.

"'Melia, wakie wakie," Sofia whispered to her not so softly.

She opened her eyes and they immediately fell onto her daughter's face since it was barely an inch away from hers. They may need to start teaching her about personal space. Groggy, Amelia looked around the room: the TV was off, Arizona was nowhere to be found and the living room was dimly lit. Sofia must have noticed her confused state.

"Tinkerbell's over so Mommy said to wake you up while she's finishing up the dishes."

Amelia let out a yawn, she was surprised that she had slept for this long when she hadn't felt particularly this tired to begin with.

"Time to tuck this big baby in then, uh?"

Sofia giggled and teased the adult, "You're the big bebe. You slept during almost all of Tinkerbell."

"Does that mean you're going to tuck me in?" Amelia kidded as she got up with the little Latina sat onto left hip, her arms securely wrapped around her.

"Si," Sofia nodded in agreement with a lopsided grin.

"Do I get a bedtime story?"

"Si, but only una. It's tarde," she said seriously, holding one little finger up.

That girl was without a doubt her mommies' daughter. Crutches could be heard and Arizona came into view. She grabbed her daughter's finger and pretended to eat it. The child squealed and quickly hid her fingers into clenched fists.

"Mommy!" she giggled.

Since her goal to make her daughter laugh was a success, the blonde dropped the silly act and kissed her forehead.

"All ready for the night?"

Soft low breaths filled the bedroom as both women tiptoed their way out.

"Come on, let's go to bed. I think it's bedtime for you too," Arizona gently teased.

Amelia didn't argue, instead proving her partner's point further by yawning once more. She quickly brushed her teeth and headed to their bedroom. Her apparent fatigue seemed to magically disappear though when she witnessed Arizona unclasping her bra to get into her pajamas, revealing two fleshy breasts.

"You know what? I'm suddenly not tired anymore," she announced as she walked up to her lover to stand in between her legs. She grabbed her pajamas top and threw it away. "You won't be needing that."

Arizona raised an eyebrow and asked innocently, "Won't I get cold?" her hands settled onto Amelia's hips.

"I'll keep you warm," the neurosurgeon reassured with a smirk.

A hand cupped the back of Arizona's head and she pulled her into a fiery kiss. Amelia gently lay the other woman down and climbed on top of her, her strong thighs settling on each side of Arizona's hips. She could feel her partner's hands gripping her more tightly as her mouth left Arizona's to travel towards her neck.

The blonde tilted her head backwards, happy to give Amelia more space to work with. With every gentle nibbles or soothing tongue swipe, she could feel the small pool of desire growing into the deep pit of her belly.

Hands fumbled inefficiently with the buttons of her shirt for a few moments and Amelia took the hint. She sat up, the harsh separation of her lips from Arizona's skin causing the blonde to grumpily grunt which in turn, elected a giggle from Amelia. Amelia quickly discarded her shirt along her bra, knowing full well Arizona wasn't planning for it to stay on for much longer anyway.

And sure enough, barely were her boobs out of their restrictive cups, two warm hands landed on them with delicacy. Involuntarily, Amelia leaned into the touch as a barely audible moan made its way out of her throat. Arizona sat up, not satisfied to be so far away from all the fun. Her lips strolled along Amelia's collarbone and she could feel her partner's nipples stiffening against her palms. Almost like a reflex, her fingers softly caressed them in response. Her mouth wandered down her sternum and then to one of her breast only to finish its course around an erect rosy bud.

Amelia's hands clenched tighter onto her shoulders, her short nails digging into the silky skin. Arizona was pretty sure it was going to leave marks for the next few days. The neurosurgeon's breath grew heavier and breathier under Arizona's ministrations, her whole chest yearning for her lover's lips. Her left hand tangled itself in honey blonde hair and not so gently tugged her head upward, no longer able to resist the urge to just crash her lips against the very ones responsible for the want now flooding through her veins. Her tongue roughly invaded Arizona's mouth and she pulled her into harsh kiss.

"Stop trying to distract me," Amelia stated firmly before attaching her lips to the other woman's collarbone.

"Not my fault. You know I love your boobs," Arizona replied breathily.

Amelia approached her mouth from Arizona's ear, her lips brushing against the shell and whispered, "Not nearly as much as what I'm about to do to you."

Arizona whined, from anticipation or frustration, she wasn't sure. Her hands ran down along Amelia's spine until they met her skinny jeans. She skillfully popped the button open and with both hands, tugged it down. Unhappy but having no choice, Amelia un-straddled her and stood up before flapping her legs around to get her pants off. When it turned out to be fruitless, she whined and pouted at the blonde.

Arizona giggled. "Lie down," she motioned the bed with her head.

Amelia hopped on and lay on her back, her legs moving frantically in hope to get the offending piece of clothing off effortlessly. Damned skinny jeans.

"You do right, I do left," Arizona said as she grabbed the left pant leg while Amelia pulled onto the right.

After some more efforts, they were eventually able to take them off successfully and Arizona threw them across the room, as far as possible from them.

"Finally free from the devil!" Amelia exclaimed joyfully.

"I didn't know tonight love making came with a free work out session," Arizona teased as she rolled on top of Amelia and pecked her.

"I hope you got a good look at this outfit because I'm not putting it back on anytime soon."

"I like you much better like this anyway," Arizona replied huskily.

"Good," the neurosurgeon whispered against her skin, watching how her warm breath made the little hairs all around stand up in anticipation and she rolled them around to be on top.

Her lips found their way to one of Arizona's breast while her hand strolled to the other one. Her eyes trained up until they found her partner's face. Her normally blue eyes were now two pools of blackness, showing her want. Still watching her, her tongue darted out of her mouth and wrapped itself around the already stiff nipple. She watched as Arizona's eyes fluttered closed, her mouth became agape and a soft moan escaped, her fists curling tighter around the sheets. God, Arizona looked absolutely mesmerizing like this. Amelia would never grow tired of this. Her mouth latched out onto her other nipple, her teeth teasingly nibbling the bud.

Hips grew more desperate against her, bucking against thin air in hope of encountering a harder surface. Or any surface really.

"Amelia," the pediatric surgeon groaned out.

The brunette stopped what she was doing and looked up at her partner. "You summoned?"

"I want you," she rolled her hips to emphasize her point.

Amelia smirked. "I want you too."

"Then take me already."

"Uh-uh, I don't think so," Amelia shook her head with a devilish smirk. "It's my turn to have some fun now."

Her lips latched on that particular spot behind Arizona's right ear while her fingers expertly squeezed her breasts. Hips rolled higher than before, back arching off the bed and her leg wrapped around the brunette's waist in hope that it would change something. It did not. Amelia lifted herself off in perfect rhythm with her, as if she had read her mind, and she was left aching for a touch.

Finally, after some more minutes of delicious torture, the neurosurgeon pecked her way down to where the blonde needed her the most. She nudged her thighs apart and wrapped her mouth around the tender skin of her left inner thigh instantly, as if acting onto auto-pilot once the marvelous view of smooth fair skin came in front of her eyes. She nibbled at the skin only to soothe it with her velvet tongue next. She ignored Arizona's slit and went straight to her other thigh, kissing from her knee to the apex of her thigh, making sure to imprint every inch of ivory skin she came across with love.

Amelia could see Arizona's arousal growing right under her eyes with each touch. Her opening glistened under the dim light and her smell became more and more intoxicating. The brunette couldn't wait to dive in, feeling her own hunger increasing as she knew she was the one putting her partner in such a state.

Arizona felt Amelia suck on her skin what she was pretty was a third hickey. She could be wrong though, she wasn't really focused on math right now. She couldn't take it anymore, she was going mad.

"'Melia," Arizona half-complained with a high roll of her hips.

Amelia played innocent, pretending she didn't know why her girlfriend might be complaining. "What is it, baby?"

"Eat me out please?"

The Cheshire smile that appeared on Amelia's face told Arizona she was in deep. She wasn't sure what the neurosurgeon was up too yet, but it was no good for her. She watched as Amelia got herself comfortable: the brunette lay onto her stomach, wrapping her arms securely and strongly around her legs, making sure to keep them apart much to Arizona's dismay. Her tongue darted out to hungrily lick her lips in anticipation, like Arizona might be the most alluring meal she had ever seen. Oh boy, she was in for a ride.

Her somber blue eyes transfixed on the blonde's face, Amelia dove in. She took a long swipe from her opening to the very top of her clit, relishing in the little whimpers of relief she was collecting on her way. Arizona tasted even better than she looked. Confidently, she added more pressure and her tongue focused onto her partner's bundle of nerves. Arizona's hips fought against her grip, desperately trying to rock for more but to no avail.

Amelia's name filled the silence of the room, like some sort of prayer which only spurred Amelia to keep going. Her lips closed themselves around her partner's clit and she softly sucked onto the bundle of nerves. Hips fought hard to arch into the touch and a particularly loud moan was heard. Her tongue went back to draw lazy patterns onto her clit and Amelia's eyes trained upwards.

The pediatric surgeon's eyes were closed, obviously to focus on what her partner was doing to her. One hand was playing with her breast while the other was furiously clenching the sheets. Amelia wanted so bad to just reach out and lace their fingers together but chose to abstain for now. Instead, she sped up her movements and watched Arizona's face contorting with undeniable growing pleasure.

Arizona felt her belly muscles slightly contract and shivers ran along her legs, she could feel herself coming closer and closer to release. God, she was pretty sure if Amelia would let her grind just a little, she would just tip right over the edge. But Amelia's grip didn't relax and she intensified her efforts, focusing all her attention onto giving Arizona what she needed.

Arizona's back arched painfully high from the bed, her quivering thighs held apart by Amelia's hands as pure euphoria spread through her veins like wildfire in the forest. Her mouth hung open, feeling way too high to articulate anything other than loud gibberish. The brunette helped her through her orgasm, slowing down her movements.

Barely had she come down from her high though, that she could feel Amelia's tongue starting up her insane rhythm around her sensitive clit again. A hand let go of her hip only to interlock her fingers with hers, squeezing it in comfort. Her hips moved wildly and freely. The pediatric surgeon didn't really know if her body was trying to get away from her lover's mouth or leaning into the touch.

This time Amelia didn't even tease. She did the exact opposite of that. She gave Arizona exactly what she wanted. All the passion, the love and care she had in her and then some more. She quickly and skillfully hit all the right spots and if Arizona's grinding and harsh grip onto her hand were any indication, she was already close. The blonde would almost be embarrassed of coming so fast if her girlfriend wasn't just so damn good.

"Oh god, don't stop! Please."

So Amelia didn't stop. Not even when her second orgasm hit Arizona. Every single one of her muscles tightened with bliss and she cried out in delight but Amelia just kept on.

Wanting to get as much of her girlfriend's essence as she could, Amelia's tongue wandered down to her opening. She licked as far as she could, her nose bumping inadvertently against her clit. The hand holding hers let go only to grip the sheet firmly instead. The blonde was afraid she was going to break Amelia's hand if she held it.

"Fuck, Amelia. More," she asked, her tone showing how delirious she was feeling.

Each obscenity muttered, each "Amelia" groaned out, each throaty moan, felt like a little milestone on the high road toward release. The neurosurgeon kept on, completely transfixed by how beautiful Arizona was at this very moment. More fluid came out of the blonde and she hastened to catch it, her tongue exploring further into her opening.

A loud groan could be heard and the hips rolled faster against her face. She kept on taking as much as the pediatric surgeon as she could, trying to catch up with the blonde's frantic rhythm. Thighs and belly muscles tensed one last time and Arizona was send straight to cloud nine. This time, Amelia slowed down her actions, her touch became lighter and lighter until finally she wasn't onto her partner anymore. Satisfied with herself, Amelia happily licked her lips and kissed her way up.

Since Arizona's breathing was still a little erratic, she laid down next to her. She watched as her partner slowly came back to herself, her features the very definition of chill and sated.

"You alright?" a hand came onto her sternum and gently stroked the skin back and forth.

"More than alright," Arizona turned her head to look at her with adoration. She couldn't help but giggle when she saw her though.

The neurosurgeon frowned at her girlfriend. "What's so funny?"

"You're a mess," Arizona said and motioned to the other woman's mouth area. She was still sporting the sticky mess they had just made.

Amelia laughed with her and wiped it off with her forearm. "You look so magnificent when you come, I just couldn't help myself."

Arizona gently took the hand resting onto her sternum and kissed her palm sweetly. She then gently pulled onto it to draw Amelia on top of her.

"I'm definitely not complaining," she mumbled against her lips before pulling her into a searing kiss.

Her tongue immediately encountered Amelia's with urgency. Her hands strolled onto her lower back, lazily rubbing the tender skin while they kissed. Out of breath, Amelia pulled back.

"But I look nowhere as magnificent as you though," Arizona whispered to her, as if she was confiding her a secret before her lips lost themselves onto the other woman's jaw.

"Arizona," Amelia whimpered breathily, already worked up after having seen the pediatric surgeon combust with desire.

"What do you need, sweetie?" was murmured against her neck and then a nibble teased her collarbone.

Her hand tangled into blonde hair and Arizona forced her to stop her teasing to look at Amelia instead. She pecked her lips.

"Hard and fast, please."

Arizona pecked her right back and replaced a fallen brunette lock behind her right ear. "Whatever you want, baby."

Amelia felt the blonde's fingers brush downward her torso until they met wetness. The neurosurgeon arched into the touch and nodded, her almost completely black eyes lost into Arizona's vibrant blue ones. Arizona quickly coated her fingers with her partner's dampness and carefully introduced two into her opening slowly.

Amelia's eyes became half-lidded with pleasure and the smallest of sound escaped her throat. Feeling the neurosurgeon's inner muscles relax, the blonde began a slow back and forth. Her thumb found her engorged clit and gently rubbed the nub, pleased to see Amelia's mouth opening in pleasure.

Wanting to feel as much as Arizona as she could, the brunette sat up, straddling her and thus forcing her fingers deeper inside her. Her hips bucked, one hand on each side of Arizona's head for support and help her move her pelvis better. Her eyes were still lost into the other woman's, drinking all of her in. How amazing Amelia looked like this into their dimly light bedroom, her breasts slightly shaking to the intoxicating rhythm of her hips seeking release. The most beautiful part was her face though: half-lidded darkened eyes that Arizona could swear almost looked grey with this lighting, her eyebrows scowling faintly with delight and her mouth hanging open with silent moans and erratic breathes.

Sensing the other woman's undoing coming closer, Arizona quickened her pace and Amelia followed right behind, meeting her thrust for thrust.

"It's okay baby, I've got you. You can let go," Arizona encouraged.

A few seconds later, Amelia was silently clenching hard around her fingers, preventing them from moving. Her body leaned forward as endorphins rushed through her every cell, her head hid into the crook of Arizona's neck and her eyes shut tightly. The touch onto her clit became lighter and eventually stopped. Once her orgasm rode out, she let herself go lump on top of the blonde, not quite ready to move away yet.

Since Amelia looked so comfortable on her and since she was too lazy to go the bathroom anyway, Arizona carefully extracted her fingers and brought them to her mouth to lick them clean. Her hand drew lazy incoherent patterns onto the brunette's bare back, holding her close while she came back to her normal self.

After a few minutes, both women started to shiver so they decided to cuddle under the sheets instead of on top of it.

"I hate your eyes," Arizona said pensively as she got lost into her girlfriend's eyes once again.

"Okay, that was a little uncalled for," Amelia replied sarcastically, her eyebrows furrowing.

"I hate that I can't settle on what color they are. Are they grey? Are they muted blue? Are they grey with a hint of muted blue? Or are they muted blue with a hint a grey? Who knows," Arizona shrugged.

"Someone seems to have passed a lot of time over thinking it," the neurosurgeon playfully teased.

"They're distracting," Arizona said, faking to be annoyed. "You know that under the hospital lighting, they sometimes have a greenish reflect. As if it wasn't complicated enough, just throw another color in there."

"Are you sure you didn't miss a career path in ophthalmology? You sound overly obsessed with eyes."

"Shut up," Arizona pouted. "I'm trying to compliment you."

"You could have just said you found my eyes irresistible, you weirdo," Amelia smiled and pecked her.

"Your eyes are irresistible. Distracting, but irresistible."

"Thanks. Your eyes are pretty fascinating too. Sunny sky blue. If there was a name for that color, it would be trouble."

Arizona couldn't help but laugh. "You're such a romantic yet such a dork. How is that even possible?" the blonde asked, puzzled.

The brunette shrugged nonchalantly. "Natural talent I guess," she said, ever-so-modestly. "I'm serious though, your eyes are mesmerizing. And I'm not even talking about the color, just the way you look. They're piercing and warm and the way they light up when you're happy is just… wow. Sofia may have Callie's eyes color but she has your eyes. The warmth, the tenderness, the glint, it's all in there."

She could feel her heart constrict in her chest at Amelia's words. "You say the prettiest things to me," Arizona confessed as her right hand wandered softly onto her girlfriend's cheek, her thumb caressing it back and forth.

Amelia turned her head to kiss her palm and looked right at her, her eyes containing nothing but raw honesty. "And I believe every bit."