Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy, I just borrowed the name of the characters for entertaining, no intention to violate any copyrights.
A/N : I really thought that this one would be the last chapter but it's really getting too long, so I have decided to cut this in half and have the last two scenes as a semi epilogue in the next chapter. I'm gonna need a couple more days for that though. Writing a story is hard, trying to end it in a right place isn't any easier. Hope you don't mind, and hope you like this chapter.
All mistakes are mine.
Arizona's POV
I jerk awake by a rumbling thunder. For a second I feel disoriented because I was having a very nice dream. I was sleeping in my bed, snuggling up against Callie and she had her arms wrap around me.
Wait, no. It wasn't a dream. Callie is really here. She came with me to my room, and she lied next to me and I fell asleep hearing her breathing... Letting out a sigh of content, I reach out an arm wanting to pull her closer, but my hand comes up empty.
My eyes snap open, panic running through my veins. I am alone in my bed.
But... but... but... I know it wasn't a dream. Callie was here. The sheet on the other side of the bed is still warm, and I can see the pit on the now unoccupied pillow... Callie was here. Taking the pillow clenching it tight against my chest, I take a deep breath and breathe in the lingering scent... Callie was here.
I stare at the alarm clock on the nightstand until the vision is blurred by my tears. It's 3am. Is it really that unbearable for Callie to stay with me, so much so that she has to flee my bed in the middle of the night?
The bed is still warm, maybe... maybe... maybe she hasn't gone so far away. Maybe she has just left and I would...
I jump toward the windows, pushing one of them wide open and then hunch over tightly peering out of it, hoping to catch a glimpse of Callie's car which should be parked in front of my house. But it is so dark out there, with the rain pouring over my head and the tears filling my eyes, I couldn't see anything clear.
Abruptly, an arm wraps around my torso and the other under my armpit pulling me away from the window.
"Arizona, what are you doing?" It is Callie. She sits me down on the edge of my bed and kneels in front of me. Her hands brush the drench hair out of my face, wiping off the tears on my cheeks and then run along my arms doing a quick exam. "Are you hurt? Are you in pain? What's wrong?"
"I... I... thought you've le... le... left me..." My voice breaks into a sob as I answer her.
"Hey hey, I'm here. I'm here." She says quickly, seemingly at a lost of my hysterical outbreak. "I haven't left. I'm here."
"You weren't... You weren't here when... when I woke up. You were... you were gone." I'm shaken from crying, and the fact that half of my body is soaked by the rain has me shivered uncontrollably. "Like... like the other nights... you left..."
"I was thirsty so I went downstairs to get some water." She sits down on the bed next to me, pulling me into her. One of her arm around my back rubbing up and down trying to soothe me, and the other on my cheek, pressing my face against her neck and she coaxes softly. "Shhh... It's okay. It's okay."
"Don't ever leave..." I mutter out, not sure that she could hear me. However, she abruptly makes a bolt for the bedroom...
Watching her walk away from me, I burst into another convulsive sobs with my face burying into my hands. I have royally messed it up. I have ruined our friendship. Why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut? I have come this far for keeping my feelings to myself, why do I have to breakdown like this in front of her, scaring her away?
I was prepared for her to get her stuff, telling me that she doesn't feel the same way for me and couldn't be with me right now. To my surprise, she emerges from the bedroom with a big towel in her hand. Quickly, she wraps it around my shoulders, resuming to her previous position.
"Dear lord, you're soaked wet." She tenderly dries my hair with the towel, cleaning up my face at the same time. Her face is now so close to mine, and I can see the rim of her eyes redden, obviously on the verge of tears. "What were you thinking?"
I find myself unable to tear my eyes off of her.
"Don't ever leave." Seconds after I questioned my action, yet my stupid mouth just betrays me once again.
"I'm not going anywhere tonight, Arizona. I've promised..." Callie shakes her head while wiping off the tears off my cheek. I halt her hand by grasping it tight with mine.
"No, Calliope. Don't ever leave." I check my sobs with an immense effort before saying more firmly. "Don't ever leave me."
"I won't. Arizona, I won't leave you. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere." There's a quiver in her lips as she tries to choke back her tears. Still, a lone tear rolls down her cheek slowly. I couldn't look away. I'm so captivated by her I feel like I'm in a trance.
"I love you, Calliope." I hear myself saying...
"Me too." A faint smile flickers in the corner of her lips. "You're my best friend in the whole world. I love you too."
Fresh tears well in my eyes and I swallow hard. I feel a clench in my heart and I can hardly breathe. I know she loves me. I know she loves me as her friend but this is not what I want. This is not what I want to hear from her.
"That's not what I mean... Calliope..." I curl up my lips, collecting the courage within. Now or never. I can't keep this to myself any longer. Nick was right. Maybe Callie shares the same feeling as mine, or she doesn't. At least then I'd know. Taking her hand from my face, I hold it tight with both of mine and press them against my chest. "Calliope Torres, I'm in love with you. Totally, head over heels in love with you."
Looking deep into her brown eyes, I wait for her response. Her mouth opens but no sound comes. However, her eyes, her bright, expressive brown eyes telling me that a sea of emotions is running through her mind. I just couldn't read it...
It feels like eternity that we stare into each other's eyes. Finally, she withdraws her hand from my hold. I let out a silence whimper... And then a breath chokes in my throat when that hand rests below my ear, her thumb caressing my cheek softly as she closes the distance between our faces.
My eyes close instinctively when her lips brushes mine. I'm scared to move. I'm scared to breathe. I'm scared that this is just a goodbye kiss and then she'd leave me forever.
My world stops turning the second she starts nibbling at my bottom lips. A moan escapes from my throat and Callie takes that as in invitation, slipping her tongue between my now parted lips.
For weeks, no, for months I've been telling myself to keep my distance and not to jeopardize our friendship. I'd poured my heart in the kisses that I gave her and she pulled away each time. The message was loud and clear and I should live with it. I'm a grown woman. I should be able to control myself. But in this moment, with her initiating this kiss, with her hand caressing my face, her lips on mine and her tongue dancing and curling in my mouth, I'm completely lost in her. Stupid idea or not, I am not going to fight it anymore. Screw the consequences.
My hand finds its way into Callie's raven hair, and I bring my other hand to her back, pulling her even closer as I deepen the kiss. She takes the hint, gently pressing me onto the bed and climbing on top of me.
As soon as my back hit the mattress, my body shivers from the wet and cold t-shirt sticking to my skin.
"What...?" She breaks the kiss instantly. Her face hovers over mine freezing with uncertainty.
"Don't stop..." I put my hand behind her neck, pulling her lips back and kissing her hard a couple more times before my hands go to the hem of my own shirt.
I have Callie on top of me, kissing me... I'm not going to let the stupid, uncomfortable drenched shirt ruined this for me. In the trill of passion, I arch my back and pull the offended garment up and over my body.
Looping my arms around Callie's neck, I try to pull her down continuing our make out session but she doesn't budge. Her eyes are staring down my body and then I realize... shit, I forgot that I don't have anything unearth my t-shirt.
Feeling self-conscious, I reach for the towel on my back wanting to cover myself up. She stops me by slowly running the back of her hand from my cheek, sliding it down brushing the side of my breast, and resting on my hip. Her warm hand traces a few lazy circles on my hip as her eyes find mine once again.
"Do you have any idea how stunning you are?" Her brown eyes bore into my soul, and the rest of the world fades away.
I cup her face with my hands, gently pulling her toward me. With a small smile on her face, she captures my lips to a slow, languid kiss. Our legs intertwine. It isn't long before we are grinding into each other as our lips, tongues and teeth battling for possession of the other.
Things heat up quickly as her hand on my hip kneading its way up and down my side, higher and higher it goes... her thumb brushing the underside of my breast makes me gasping for air.
My hands on Callie's back clawing and tugging at the shirt that she's wearing. I want it off. I need to feel her skin. She breaks the connection between our lips briefly letting me pull the shirt over her head. As she leans down again, her plump lips kissing down my chin to my neck while her hand making full contact with my breast for the first time. I arch my back, giving her a long, low moan of appreciation feeling her hand on me, her leg between my thighs and her naked chest rubbing against mine.
"I've wanted to do this forever." Callie mumbles against my skin before nibbling more forcefully. I moan unwittingly into her ear before throwing my head back giving her more access to my neck. I know there's gonna be marks showing all over my neck tomorrow but I can't bring myself to care right now. It just feels too darn good when her thumb rubbing my nipple in circles.
I let my hands wander down her back, into her pajama bottom. She groans between kisses as my hands squeeze her ass, encouraging her to grind down harder on my bare thigh. I believe that we are both annoyed by the thin layer of fabric between us. I grasp the waist band of her pants, she quickly writhes her hips helping me to push it down her thigh. We giggle together as she drops her head onto my shoulder, clumsily kicking the unnecessary piece of clothes off her long legs.
My giggles turn into moans when she presses her lips on my collarbone, sucking and licking down to my chest. Callie kisses every inch of skin, nibbles and sucks on my nipples... My toes curl into the mattress and my fingers tangle in her hair.
"Feels so good, Calliope..." I whisper and I feel her hot breath on my chest when she moans softly.
She kisses down my body until her head is level with my hips. Her fingers find the waist band of my boy short and slowly pull it down, all the while her lips never leave my skin, gently kissing and biting and sucking down to my thigh. I lift my body up by my hands moving backward, lying fully on the bed before Callie tosses aside the boy short that she just took off of me. She climbs back on top of me, kissing me hard on my lips and then bypasses my midsection, settling herself between my thighs.
I'm breathing hard now. My chest moving up and down with each inhale and exhale, staring down at my best friend between the valley of my breasts while she slowly kissing my inner thigh closer and closer up to where I need her the most.
Our eyes lock the entire time. Her brown eyes have turned a shade darker and I'm pretty sure mine are sharing the same desire. I throw my head back breaking the eye contact when her lips gently kissing my center. I moan out aloud for having Callie's lips on me. I've been dreaming about this for so long.
"You're so wet..." She mumbles against my hot fresh, sending shivers all over my body.
"You've done this to me..." I manage to give her a seductive smile before grabbing a pillow to put under my head holding me up. If this turns out to be the first and last time I get Callie going down on me, I intend to have this vision burning in my memory forever.
Her eyes blaze fiercely as she starts to devour me. Her face presses fully into my wetness and her tongue finds my clit, my being, my soul. I feel like I'm flowing into her mouth.
Callie relishes me, alternating between licking and sucking my inner lips and my clit. Truth to be told, I'm surprised of how good it feels considering that I know she doesn't have much experience in this department, but dear god, how wrong I was. When she swirls her tongue inside of me and laps at my sex like a cat with cream, I have to shove my fist into my mouth trying to lower down the consistent string of moans coming out from my mouth. The least I need at this moment is to have my mom woken up and interrupt us once again - I love my mother, but I'd probably kill her for knocking at my door right now.
But my effort of being quiet is of no avail. My voice is getting higher and louder the time two of her fingers slip into me, curling and thrusting in a steady rhythm. The bed begins creaking with us, and I become extremely aroused. It is a struggle for me keeping my eyes open but I fight the burn of my eyes. I couldn't look away from Callie's piercing brown eyes. And I could tell that she absolutely loving this – maybe even more than I am enjoying it.
"Harder, Calliope... please... fuck... don't stop... I've waited so long..." I tangle both hands into her hair and shove her face deeper onto me, while my hips quicken their spastic dance. "I'm so... so close..."
Her lips wrap around my clit sucking lightly a couple times has done the job. Waves of pleasure run through me and I could feel myself flooding out to Callie, my love, my soul. I cry out as my back arches and my hips thrust even higher. The fingers inside me press, and another blissful fit of spasms tear through me.
I fall back on the bed after the waves have subsided, out of breath and a little dazed. Dimly, I feel Callie kissing up my body. Her lips reach mine, nipping my lower lip and sighing in utter contentment. She presses her forehead against mine, her hand cupping my face gently as I open my eyes slowly, finding hers staring deep into my own. My heart begins to pound like crazy. It fills me with warmth that I have never seen previous to Callie.
"I'm in love with you too, Arizona." Her hand caresses my cheek as she declares her love to me.
My lips spread to a grin but tears are running down my eyes. No, those are happy tears, grateful tears, relieved tears. Callie's in love with me.
Pulling her down with both hands behind her neck, I kiss her with everything I have. I roll her onto her back, lying on top of her with my body pressing firmly atop of her. I break the lip lock, studying her face closer.
"Are you sure?" I look deep into her eyes, searching for the affirmation. "Are you really in love with me? Not just because... you know... we just had sex?"
"I love you, Arizona Robbins. I'm in love with you." Her hands rest on my back, running up and down lazily. "The sex was unexpected. When you took off your shirt... how can I resist when you tempted me with your beauty?"
"I should have taken off my shirt sooner then..." I smile, and my lips go back to hers.
I've told Callie that I love her. Now I'm going to show her how much I love her. My lips are busy kissing her everywhere, her mouth, her chin, her neck... down to her collarbone, and my hands are as busy. Bringing my hand to her sweetly curved mound, I'm delight of finally having my access to her magnificent swell. Gently squeeze them, massage them, I could hear Callie's breathing quickens and the faint moans mix with each exhaling breath.
"I love how you moan into my ear." I tug her earlobe with my teeth gently, and she gives me a soft groan in response.
If I may, I probably would keep my hands on her chest all night long, but there are more territories on this voluptuous body that I couldn't wait to explore. My hand slides down, making my way to the inside of her thighs, and she quickly and eagerly parts her legs at my touch. I run my fingertips up and down the soft skin of her upper thigh for a moment first, then I work my way back up her thigh, cupping her drenched center directly.
"God... Arizona... I want you so badly." She purrs into my ear, jerking her hips forward silently urging my hand to work. Who am I to deny her?
I drag my lips down to her chest, tasting her flesh with open mouth kisses, grazing her plump swell with my teeth, flicking her erect nipple with my tongue, drawing circles around it matching with the movement of my fingers against her swollen clit. Her moans go wild and her body writhes under mine having me smile against her flesh.
She is so wet that I could feel it seeping out of her. I know it wouldn't take long for her to come. Slowly, I move down her body with kisses. Before I reach my goal, she weaves her fingers into my hair grabbing a handful and pulling me up.
"I want you up here." Callie pants onto my face. "I want to see you when you make me come."
I don't need a mirror to know that there is a big goofy smile on my face. Leaning down, I kiss her hard on her lips, and my tongue thrusts into her mouth the same time two of my fingers filling her.
Callie moans aloud into the kiss before tearing her lips away, gasping for air as my fingers moving in and out of her sopping center.
"Fuck..." She groans and slumps her head against the pillow while her hips buck.
I pull my face few inches away from hers so that I could watch her gorgeous face in ecstasy. As soon as her brown eyes find mine once again, I increase the tempo just a little bit. Callie bits her lip and does her best to keep her eyes open. The longing and desire that is written all over that stare would have had me dripping if I am not already soaking my inner thighs.
As bad as I want to keep going, keep pleasing her as long as she would let me, I want to make her come. I want to see her come. I swirl my fingers around and dig deep with them, trying to find the magical spot within her. Once I feel the sponge tissue on my fingertips, I message it lightly...
Suddenly, Callie's whole body quivers. Her eyes go wide staring up to me with shock. Her mouth opens but making no sound other than rushed breaths and broken pants. She tightens her grip on my neck as I continue rub her sweet spot.
I am surprised of how responsive she is to my ministrations, then a sense of pride raise up in my chest. I extend my tongue licking her long neck from the base to her ear, nipping the earlobe as I whisper into her ear.
"No one has ever found it, huh?"
"No..." Callie bits her lips, saying broken words between ragged breaths. "No... god... no one... Arizona... oh god..."
If my hand wasn't busy, I'd probably raise a fist to the victory. Of course, Callie has dated guys most of her life. And it's a known fact that guys couldn't find the G-spot even if they have a map. I am the first to show her what an earth shattering, mind numbing sex should be.
Holding my gaze with Callie, I double the speed and force of my fingers, making sure to hit her spot on each thrust, and rubbing her erect clit with my thumb as hard and fast as I could go. I groan at the sensation of her inner muscles clenching my digits, and her hand grips my shoulder tighter to the point where her nails sink into my flesh.
"Arizona... you're... fuck... you're gonna... make me..." Callie grunts out between heavy breathings. She doesn't able to finish the whole sentence before her body is racked by a powerful orgasm.
Her eyes bores into mine and she bits her lip trying hard not to scream out, apparently remembers that we're not alone in this house. I quickly glue my lips with hers swallowing every sound that she's making. Her hand behind my neck clutches tight as the muscles in her legs quiver around my hand and her hips squirm out of control.
After a couple more hard spasms, I feel her relax slightly then I pull my face away, so I can look at Callie's face. Her eyes shut tight with a furrow between her brows, a flush suffusing her cheeks, her plump lips purse gasping for breath between whimpers, her jet black hair fans over the pillow and sticks to her forehead and cheeks... she's just too beautiful, I can't stop looking at her.
The brown eyes open slowly after she rode through the pleasure that I delivered. There's a dreaming smile on her face when her eyes focuses and finds me smiling to her.
"God, I have never come so hard." She breathes out hoarsely, and shudders when I withdraw my fingers from within her. "You're amazing."
"Any regret?" I ask teasingly while pulling the digits that was in her into my mouth. Knowing that I have just rocked her world, my confidence is back and I couldn't hold back a smile of smug seeing her chokes in her breath watching me taste her from my fingers.
"Actually... yes." She squints with her mouth twitched. My face falls instantly staring at her with wide eyes. A couple seconds later, her face breaks into a mischievous grin. "I'm regret that you didn't take off you clothes sooner."
"Calliope!" I give her a good slap on the hip before flopping down on the bed next to her. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"
Callie just chuckles. She shifts to cuddle up to my side, an arm around my torso and her leg throw between mines. I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight enjoying the afterglow in a comfortable silence.
"How long have you waited?" She asks suddenly, her fingers drawing lazy patterns on my belly. "Earlier when I was going down on you, you told me not to stop, you said that you've wait for so long...?"
I give her a squeeze and then kiss the top of her head.
"Remember I told you how Carina and I broke up?" I say, and Callie tilts her head looking at me with a frown.
"We just had sex and you want to talk about your ex-girlfriend, how nice." She attempts to pull away from me, but I tighten my arms and laugh out softly.
"Just hear me out, okay?" I smile to her, making sure that my dimples pop. She settles back down resting her shoulder against the crook of my neck. "She thought that I have a crush on you."
"What?" Callie's body goes stiff in my arms. She tilts her head staring at me once again. "It was like... a year, a year and a half ago?"
"Yeah." I give her a coy smile. "At the time I thought that she was over thinking it. I mean, you and I were becoming friends. I admired you personally and professionally, but that didn't qualify it as a crush, right? But then Carina pointed out that all I talked about was you."
"That's why you said that you realized you don't want to be with her?" She props herself up on an elbow facing me, her free hand stroking across my hips. Without her warm body against me I start feeling the chilling air. Seeing the goose bumps on my skin, she drags the blanket from the foot of the bed covering us both up to my chest. I take her hand and entwine our fingers together.
"I realized, she didn't make my heart skip a beat just by entering the room, or made me smile from just receiving a text message." I tell her.
"I did that to you?" Callie stares down at me with a quizzical look on her face.
"You did, but I didn't want to admit it, not even to myself." My free hand goes up to her back, grazing her silklike skin with my fingertips up and down as I confess to her. "I told myself that it was not you, it was the problem with Carina. She wasn't the one. So, I started to go on dates with random women from the dating sites in hope of finding someone that would take my mind off of you. But it was a terrible idea. Whenever I went out with someone, I'd find myself wishing that I was there with you instead, or I'd see something and be reminded of you. I found myself ordering red wine most of the time, and you know that I always prefer white."
"Why didn't you tell me? It'd save us from a lot of troubles." She heaves a heavy sigh, with a hint of aggrieved in her eyes.
"I didn't know I have a chance." I pucker up my lips giving her my best pretentious pout. "For all I knew, you were straight and pining for Mark Sloan."
"That's why you were so mad knowing that I dated Erica." Tilting up her head, Callie bites the edge of her lower lips keeping her grin at bay leering at me. "And you were jealous of Mark."
"Hey, there's no reasoning with the green eyed monster." My hand slides down her back pinching her butt playfully. She yelps in shock and leans down giggling against my chest.
"Would it make it better if I tell you, you were the reason of me and Erica?" Callie shifts to lay atop of me, resting her chin between my breasts and bating her eyelashes at me.
"No," I brush a strand of hair behind her ear. How would it make it better hearing Callie, my Calliope with another woman? But yeah, I'm intrigued. "But go on."
"It all started when this perky, annoyingly cheerful blue eyed blonde surgeon arrived in the hospital..." Callie brings one of her long, elegant fingers running along my collarbone as she speaks.
"Erica Hanh... she's cheerful?" I couldn't help to stop her. The woman that she's describing doesn't seem like the cold, arrogant Cardio surgeon that I remember of.
"I'm talking about you, moron." Her finger travels up to my neck, passing my jawline, making a couple circles around my cheek, down to my nose, and then brushing across my lips from one side to the other. "I found myself attracted to you ever since you started to work in the hospital. I didn't know what it was. I just knew that I started to wonder how it feels like to kiss you on the lips while you're talking to me."
"Why didn't you?" I part my lips, kissing her fingertip tenderly. She leans forward giving me a quick peck on my lips and then settles back down on top of my chest. I let my hands roaming across her naked shoulders and back.
"Like I said, I didn't know what it was. I've never fallen for any woman. I didn't know that if I'm capable of being in a relationship with a woman. So, when Erica asked me out..." She wriggles her eyebrows. "I just gave it a try."
"She was your guinea pig?" I make no attempt to hide my amusement.
"She was my reality check. Long story short..." Callie pauses, pushing herself off of me and laying on her back beside me. "I come to a conclusion that I'm bisexual. I like women and I still like men, just... I really prefer this one particular woman over anyone else."
"Why didn't you tell me?" I turn my head to look at her, using the same question that she asked me earlier.
"The same reason like you had. I didn't know I have a chance." She looks back at me, biting the corner of her lips to a timid smile. "You're so, so beautiful, Arizona. Your ex-girlfriend was gorgeous. And you had a long list of beautiful lesbians that were lining up for you. How would I know that you'd be interested in someone like me?"
I roll over to straddle her hips, putting my hands on either side of her head. My face hovers over hers.
"You are miraculous, breathtakingly stunning, Calliope Torres. Inside and out." I say it from the bottom of my heart, holding the gaze with Callie's beautiful brown eyes making sure that she knows that I mean every single word. "You have a big heart and I love that about you. I'm so lucky to have found you, to have known you, and now I can say, to be loved by you."
"You really think that?" Callie cups my face between her two hands, looking back at me with love.
"You know, telling my mom that I was dating you, it wasn't truly a slip of tongue." I admit with a grin. "When I told her that I'm dating someone amazing, someone that makes me happy and I'm seriously in love, it was you in my mind. You have no idea how I wish that it wasn't a lie."
"God, all the time we have wasted." She rolls her eyes upward sarcastically, so cute that I can't stop myself from leaning down to capture her lips.
"We have to make up for the lost time..." I mumble against her lips. "A lot of them..."
I lick her bottom lip, about to slip my tongue between her delicious lips, she pushes my away by my shoulders.
"When we had the fight, you know, after you knew about Erica..." She mutters, but quite audibly.
"Really? You want to continue talking about your ex while I'm naked on top of you?" I look at her with a frown. I feel a little hurt. Now I know how she felt while I started to talk about Carina earlier.
"No," She puts a hand on my cheek, her thumb stroking the corner of my mouth trying to ease the pout on my face. "I just want to tell you... You said that Mark gets me. He gets a lot of things about me. You have no idea how much I want to tell you that you get my love, Arizona Robbins. Only you."
"Good," I smile, and reclaim her lips again. "Cuz you get mine too."
This time, she doesn't stop the kiss.