"So, Calliope—"
Oh boy… Callie fell in love with her name, the way Arizona's lilting voice rolled made it sound like the most beautiful word in the world. She took a sip of her drink to keep from stuttering in response.
"How about…" Arizona's eyes flickered as she gently traced Callie's arm with a fingertip. "We get to know each other better?" She let dropped her hand down to Callie's knee, her thumb slowly circling on the inside of her thigh.
"Uhh—" Callie stuttered, unable to believe Arizona's actions. The soft circles left by Arizona's thumb sent prickles up her spine and a recognizable warmth beginning in her core.
Arizona drained the remainder of her wine before placing her mouth close to Callie's ear, her warm breath making Callie shiver with lust, "We could get to know each other at your place," she purred before quickly nipping Callie's neck.
Callie gave a slight jump when she felt Arizona's teeth touch her skin. Her mind immediately went even hazier and she closed her eyes for a split second, relishing the small touch. She barely heard Arizona continue—
"I'd say my place, but I'm still unpacking and I'm not—"
Finding her nerves, Callie cut off Arizona with a kiss. Pressing her lips to the softest lips she had ever felt, Callie felt her lust beginning to climb at a faster rate. After a moment, Callie began to pull away, ready to apologize for her forwardness. Instead she felt Arizona's hand on the back of her head, demanding more. She sensed Arizona's tongue tracing her lip. She opened her mouth and after a hesitant moment of exploration, she fell back into a hazy trance. She felt Arizona push up against her, her hands on Callie's neck.
When they finally parted, Callie saw Arizona's eyes darkening with lust, "My place?" she asked.
Arizona nodded and allowed Callie to tangle their fingers together to make a quick exit.
Callie felt herself slam against the wall, slight pain dimly registering. She moaned, loving the feel of Arizona's demanding hands. She wrapped her arms around Arizona's neck and kissed her deeply, biting her lower lip. She felt her desire grow from a slight whimper and wince she drew from the beautiful woman.
Arizona slipped her hands up Callie's shirt, cupping her breasts, squeezing them gently, and nudging her leg between Callie's legs. Callie parted her legs slightly for Arizona to press hers against the wall for Callie to rub against.
"Will we make it to bed?" Callie asked thickly, her lips slightly swollen from kisses. She started at Arizona's eyes darkening with lust. She fell to kissing her neck and sliding her arms down Arizona's back to cup her ass. She traced on hand around her thigh to the front, pressing her hand firmly to Arizona's front, feeling heat radiate from her center.
"Don't know and don't care…" Arizona let out a squeak as Callie dipped her fingers beneath her belt to brush the lace of her underwear. She sighed, insistently gripping the hem of Callie's shirt, wanting it gone.
Callie complied, pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it on the floor. "Come…" she grabbed Arizona's hand, dragging her through the dark apartment and into the bedroom. She unceremoniously swept Arizona on her bed, feeling herself grow wetter as she straddled the smaller woman. Her hands roughly pushed Arizona's shirt up over her head before falling to her lips, bare skin tingling from the touch of Arizona's body.
Arizona neatly flipped them over. "I like being on top…" she hissed before licking Callie's earlobe as Callie arched her back, her hands working their way down Arizona's pants. Arizona neatly tugged Callie's earlobe with her teeth, rewarded with a cry of desire. She began to slide kisses down Callie's body, adoring everything about the ravishing brunette. Her fingers slipped "You're so beautiful," she whispered, continuing to kiss her way down Callie's body.
Callie moaned, wanting Arizona in her arms. "Wait…" she whispered, gripping Arizona's soft shoulders.
Arizona immediately stopped touching Callie, she looked up. "Do you want me to stop?"
"God, no!" Callie exclaimed, touched by Arizona's concern at her interpreted discomfort, "I just want you up here…" She pulled Arizona up to her, neatly unclipping the smaller woman's bra with one hand.
Arizona's eyes went wide, "How…" Even though she had slept with women before, she still occasionally had issues removing that article of clothing.
Callie raised her eyebrows, "That's for me to know and you never to find out," she lightly teased, tugging the offending article off before latching her lips to a pulse point on Arizona's neck, drawing a moan and light shudder.
Callie threw her hand up over her face. Realization sinking in, she bolted upright, looking at her bed.
There was no blonde woman to be found, putting a hand out on the sheets, Callie found it to be cold. Ignoring the heavy throbbing between her legs, Callie switched on a light before swinging herself out of bed. Was it really a dream? She rubbed her head, trying to remember the previous night's activities.
Arizona.
Drinking wine.
Talking.
Beautiful blue eyes.
Laughing.
Another glass of wine.
Arizona standing up.
Arizona giving her a quick hug before saying goodbye.
Arizona standing up and leaving.
Mark coming over and driving them back to their apartment building.
Callie glanced at her clock and swore to herself. She still had two and a half hours before needing to be up. She threw herself back on her pillows, tightening her legs to try and relieve the pulsation. Closing her eyes, she breathed in before slipping a hand down her body and into her underwear. She drew a fingertip over her clit, slowly, imagining it to be Arizona's. Her hips bucked slightly as she applied more pressure to her clit before slipping a finger inside her with a pleasured sigh. She bent her knees, adding another finger, and pushing in deeper. She pictured Arizona hovering above her, slowly working her fingers in and out while grinding her hips against Callie's. Callie couldn't help but moan as she began to thrust her fingers faster and harder. As she felt her walls begin to suck her fingers in even deeper, she attempted to slow her pace and whimpered "Arizona…" as she convulsed.
As she lay in bed, her arousal beginning to cool, Callie felt her cheeks grow hot as she blushed. She flipped on to her stomach and buried her face in her pillow, realizing that she had had a sex dream about Arizona Robbins. And then fantasized about Arizona while masturbating.
"God, can this get any worse?" she mumbled, pulling an extra pillow over her head and trying to fall back asleep.
"Mark. What happened last night?"
"I got lucky."
"Mark."
"At the bar?"
"Yes, at the bar," Callie snapped, now growing impatient. She had woken up to her alarm with a slight headache that she was now trying to soothe with a strong coffee and Mark teasing her wasn't helping.
"You had a few drinks with Alaska, talked, laughed. Honestly Cal, it looked like a successful date."
"Only if it was a date…" Callie grumbled under her breath.
"Ask her out on one then," Mark smiled at an approaching Lexie before wrapping a protective arm around her.
"No."
"Torres, grow a pair and quite being dumb."
"Not until—"
"She's gay you know," Lexie piped in, earning a glare from Mark and a surprised look from Callie who stopped in her tracks.
"Really?"
"Why is it so surprising?" Lexie grabbed Mark's coffee cup. Before she could steal a sip, Mark snatched it back from her.
"Because…" Callie mumbled, trying to think of a reason. "She looks so heteornormative…" she finished lamely.
"Shame on you, Torres," Mark scolded. "Never judge a book by its cover."
"Well," Callie suddenly perked up, realizing she wouldn't have to beat around the bush anymore in figuring out Arizona's sexuality. "I'm off." Suddenly her headache was gone and a sense of vivaciousness overtook her. She thrust her coffee into Lexie's hands saying, "There is a brown bag in my locker for you. Take it."
She left, leaving a startled Lexie and a still scowling Mark in the hallway.
"Think she's off to Peds?" Mark asked Lexie.
"I hope so," Lexie sighed.
She held her breath as they watched her walk up the stairs and head towards the Peds Unit. They let out a collective groan seeing her abruptly veer off in the opposite direction.