Homecoming, part 2

By jodief1

A/N: This fic is dedicated to my cat Djuna, whose unexpected passing is one of the reasons why I was not able to update earlier. My apologies, dear readers: I hope this makes up for the delay. ;-) SPECIAL THANKS to the fabulous funkyshaz57 for inspiring me to bring our ladies to their climax at last.

...Now let's get our sexyback...!

As she moved down Callie's body, Arizona shifted so that she was kneeling next to her lover's legs; with one hand, she reached up to pinch and caress sensitive nipples, and she braced herself with the other as she leaned forward to nip at Callie's firm thighs, letting her long hair drift across their skin. Every few nips, she stopped to breathe heavily against Callie's dark, damp curls, eliciting shudders and low moans somewhere above her. After long moments, Arizona flicked her tongue just once against Callie's clit, and her lover's hand suddenly gripped her roughly by the hair.

"Ow! Shit!" Callie grunted.

When Arizona started to lift her face to see whether she should stop, Callie's hand pushed her none-too-gently back down. "Now!" the larger woman growled, flexing her body in anticipation, and Arizona found that she was only too glad to comply. She swung one leg over so that she was straddling her lover's torso, facing the foot of the bed; and then she stretched down like a cat, arching her back and tilting her pelvis so that Callie could get a full view. She knew she had achieved her objective when she heard another appreciative rumble from behind, and she felt Callie's hands spreading her ass. Her heart starting beating faster, and she licked her lips: normally, she would lay her whole body down on Callie's, to feel the entire smooth length of flesh on flesh, but she was conscious of Callie's scars and kept herself propped up. Even so, she could feel Callie straining beneath her, involuntarily groaning with the effort of lifting her head off the pillow, and Arizona deliberately moved herself further out of reach.

"Uh uh," she chided, looking back at Callie and shaking her ass, "Not yet, babe. Look, but no touch." To underline her point, she reached back to grab Callie's arms and pushed them down to the bed, holding Callie's hands down with her own as she plunged her mouth once more into Callie's curls.

"Oh! God! ¡DIOS!" Callie screamed, kicking out her legs and struggling to move her hands. Arizona clamped them down even harder on the bed and honed in on Callie's clit with her tongue, alternately sucking, nipping, and licking the swollen flesh.

Eventually, Arizona decided she needed her right hand for something other than detaining Callie's, and she lifted it to guide her middle finger into Callie's drenched opening. Instantly, she felt Callie's own hand probing her in return, and she groaned into Callie without stopping her ministrations. Awkwardly, because of her position, she turned and bent her finger until the tip was nestled into that most sensitive of spots against her lover's pelvic bone, and she smiled to herself as Callie's screams racheted up a notch.

Callie's howls ordinarily would have sounded like cries of pain, but Arizona was no longer concerned, because they were becoming more and more drawn out, and Callie was still working diligently with her own thumb inside Arizona and forefinger against her clit. Arizona smiled to herself between licks and then doubled down, matching the rhythm of her long pulls on Callie's clit with the thrusts of her finger.

"Aaaaaoooooooowwwwwwwhhh! Aaaaooooaaahhhhh!" Callie's whole body shook violently, and even though Arizona hadn't even been focusing on her own stimulation, she felt the bottom drop out from under her as well, as she gasped with the intensity and bucked against Callie's hand.

"Uuuunnnhhh," Arizona moaned, as she finished her lover off with a few lazy swipes of the tongue. Slightly dizzy, she pushed back and wiped her mouth slowly on Callie's thigh, and then she carefully moved to the side so that she could turn around. When she saw Callie's face, however, her heart leapt to her throat: Callie's face was wet, and she was quietly sobbing.

"Oh no! Are you...are you okay? Calliope?" Arizona scooted over and started scanning Callie's body to see if anything looked wrong.

"No," panted Callie, "No." She extended a hand and grasped Arizona's arm. "I'm...I'm...You're...AMAZING, and I MISSED you," she breathed huskily, pulling the smaller woman down toward her. "I think...that's the most powerful orgasm...I've EVER had." Callie's full lips curved into a delicious, if watery, smile. "I love you so fucking much, Arizona Robbins."

"I fucking love you too." Arizona grinned and felt her own eyes well up with tears. She cupped Callie's cheek with her hand, and Callie reached up to hold it.

After her heartbeat had slowed, Callie raised an eyebrow. "...You know what else I fucking love?" She pulled Arizona's hand toward her nose and inhaled deeply. "I love your fucking smell. I could smell you, you evil woman, but I couldn't taste you. So you know what?"

Arizona feigned ignorance: she was still trying to compose herself and had a feeling that Callie would not be denied. "What?"

"Get up there. Now. You know what I want."

Arizona smiled slowly, seductively, and took her time picking herself up off the bed. She lifted a leg to straddle Callie again, but facing the headboard this time, and she felt Callie's strong hands squeeze her ass and push it upward. Callie readjusted her head and shoulders and propelled Arizona's body until it was positioned squarely over her face. Arizona lowered herself gently and leaned forward against the headboard, letting all her weight sink into her arms and thighs as she felt nimble fingers spreading her labia. Tipping her forehead against the newly blue wall, she tried to relax without sinking too far, but felt her self-control drain away when Callie's warm mouth pressed against her clit. Where Callie liked it direct, Arizona preferred subtlety, and Callie teased her expertly by licking first on one side, and then on the other of her lover's hood as Arizona writhed above her, her blonde hair cascading around her shoulders. Sensing that her lover was close, Callie pushed in with both her thumbs at once and gently opened Arizona as she thrusted her hands upward. Arizona's mind went blank: her body moved like a piston into Callie's mouth and hands and she keened into the musky air above the bed. Finally, stars exploded as Arizona rose and fell once more before collapsing on the bed next to Callie.

Stretching out, Arizona lay as close to Callie as she could without putting too much pressure on her, and she nuzzled her head against Callie's shoulder. They lay together, not speaking, for several long minutes, just letting their bodies thrum and their heartbeats synchronize as in the past. Arizona raised her head and trained her crystal blue eyes on Callie's brown ones. Then they spoke in unison:

"Welcome home, my love."

A beat.

"Jinx: you owe me a Coke."

Laughter filled the blue bedroom again, and not for the last time.

END

A/N2 + obligatory rant: This will likely be my last Calzona fanfic for a while, since I've been so sorely disappointed with their characterization this season. Plus, I finally broke down and watched the back episodes of "Los Hombres de Paco," a now-defunct Spanish TV show that featured an amazing female couple from 2008-2009. (You can watch all the scenes starring Pepa and Silvia, complete with excellent English subtitles, on the YouTube channel Pepsienglish2. Just be forewarned that they were not given a happy ending, though I'm still enormously grateful that the majority of their on-screen relationship was portrayed so well.) I first heard about PepSi from other Calzona fans who were comparing the two couples' weddings, and now that I've seen PepSi in action, I'm truly outraged about how little love and emotion we get to see between TV lesbos here in the States. Anyway, I'll probably be devoting my fanfic energy to some (AU, happy-ending) PepSi stories until such time as I get a better vibe from TPTB at Grey's/ABC. Thanks for all your support!