Callie had little choice but to lie back and let Arizona do what she wanted. All Arizona wanted to do was worship her girlfriend mind, body and soul. She kissed down caramel skin to full breasts whilst bracing her own weight on her forearms either side of Callie's body. The blonde then stroked up the valley between the breasts with her tongue and the brunette struggled to stifle the moan produced.
Both woman caught the others gaze for a still second and smiled lovingly until Arizona broke the moment by suddenly sucking a dark nipple in her mouth. At the same time, she began massaging Callie's left breast forcefully with her hand. The Latina had never felt such a skilled mouth on her before was quickly losing her senses. She arched her back in an attempt to force more contact.
The surgeon's tongue continued to trail downwards and dipped into her belly button before Arizona placed open mouth kisses all over her stomach, occasionally nipping the skin. To stress the need which had taken over her body, Callie bucked her hips and grabbed a fistful of blonde hair. Arizona knew what she wanted but couldn't resist a little pay back.
"Open your legs wider." Her command was met and she wrapped her arms around the thighs by her head to keep them in position.
"Oh god!" Was Callie's reaction as her girlfriend simply blew on her clit. Arizona Robbins was going to kill her but at least she'd enjoy it. Arizona then kissed along the crease where leg met pelvis on both sides and the Latina began bucking her hips repeatedly. She felt her body go limp though when two fingers suddenly pinched her clit between them. She was about to melt into the mattress when Arizona pulled her tongue through her folds. She felt an intense fire burn deep within her as the surgeon began swirling her tongue around her clit and then lowering it to her entrance and swiping it across the spongy walls inside. She repeated her actions and felt her hair being pulled by her lover who was screaming incoherently into the empty room.
Callie came harder than she could remember when Arizona sucked her bundle of nerves into her mouth fully and put so much pressure on it, it was almost unbearable.
She crashed over the edge but wasn't scared where she would land. For once, Callie wasn't looking for an exit because she never wanted to leave and she knew where she should be. It was right here, in her bed with the woman she hadn't even allowed herself to dream of. The Latina wanted to stay in this place forever. This place filled with hope and honesty and love.
When she had finally felt her breathing level out and her heart had stopped pounding in her ears, Arizona was back level with her. Recovering from their amorous activities, they wrapped their arms and legs around each other and lay looking into their partner's eyes. Both seeing so much in the intense darkness.
Arizona was the first to speak. "Is there anything we can do?"
"How'd you mean?"
"Medically."
"What to fix me?"
"Yeah, not that I don't love you the way you are but it kills me what you go through and what those kids do to. If we could stop it from happening... but then you wouldn't be you I guess and... like you said, we would never have met and oh my god... how can something so great have come from something so horrible. I..."
Callie interrupted her with a kiss and a whispered "I love you." Against her lips.
"Really?"
"Are you kidding?"
"I'm sorry that I ramble a lot."
"It's cool I will just kiss you a lot. You're allowed to feel conflicted Arizona. I have my whole life."
"How am I supposed to feel?" She asked pleadingly.
"I can't answer that. Whatever you feel, just feel it and if we are going to be real then you can't bottle it up. You're right, my injury causes pain and fear and loneliness and you wouldn't be human if you didn't wish it away but then you'll remember that it's a part of me and so a part of us. Then you'll get confused. There will be times when you just wanna scream at it and it's important that you do."
"How can I scream at it?"
"Well it's in my head so scream at me." Callie shrugged.
"I'm not gonna scream at you Calliope."
"Why not? I scream at me and it seems to help."
"Calliope."
"Okay, I'm a wreck. I suck at emotions. When I'm tired, I don't connect to anything, least of all my feelings. They are the first thing to fly out of the window, along with empathy. If you disconnect yourself from yours though, we don't stand a chance darling."
"Okay." Arizona raised her head and Callie took the hint and kissed her back. She paused though to answer her earlier question.
"And there isn't anything anybody can do anyway. It's irreversible brain damage. It was sweet what you said, about not letting it win, but you can't fight it. Fighting is exhausting; it's just a case of managing it which, I know, is way less sexy and badass."
"You've been doing this a long time. You're the expert but I'm not gonna let it put me off or change the way I see you."
"Oh yeah and how's that?"
"For one, hot!" The blonde giggled as Callie began to blow on her earlobe as she had that morning. "If a little annoying." She joked. "But generally, you're just miraculous." She knew what reaction that would get but she meant it.
"Okay, well now you deserve it." Callie retaliated by tickling her sides, causing her partner to squirm and convulse. When she stopped, Arizona tried to be serious.
"But you are." The Latina dragged her fingertips up the back of the blonde's left thigh, in a seemingly affectionate way but then ran circles on the underside of her knee, eliciting the same reaction. Arizona couldn't move though as Callie rolled on top of her. Blonde hair flew about wildly as she tried to wriggle out of her hold. The brunette started to kiss her pale chest as she continued to tease with her gentle strokes at the back of her knee. The woman underneath her was losing control at all the sensations. One hand was torturing her over-sensitive nervous system whilst the other tenderly linked their fingers and all the while, Callie's mouth was assaulting her bare chest.
Arizona had never seen such a playful side to her girlfriend and it was strange to think that no-one else had probably ever seen it either, the unguarded Callie who wasn't separating sex from feelings.
"Mercy... Mercy, please Callie." She screamed when it became too much. The Latina immediately stopped her hands movement and looked up with a serious face. "What's wrong?"
"You called me Callie."
"That's your name."
"Not to you."
"Nobody calls you Calliope."
"That's because I hate it."
"Right, so..."
"Except I can't hate it when you say it. Kind of like the other thing you say."
"Miracle." Callie lowered her head.
"Okay, so that one still grates a bit but seriously, please don't ever not call me Calliope."
Arizona sighed dramatically. "You're very demanding." She joked. "And I love you Calliope."
"I love you to."
"When did you get so comfortable in saying it?"
"I don't know but I've felt it for ages."
"Since when?" The Latina lifted herself to curl into Arizona's side, their fingers still locked, and positioned her mouth next to the blonde's ear. She started to sing in a whisper.
"Do you remember, the 21st night in September?" And Arizona fell asleep to the sound of her partner's tuneful voice.