"Maybe Lauren will be more understanding and willing to listen to what I have to say.."
The words cut through Callie like a knife. Her heart torn out of her chest and stomped on repeatedly. It left her utterly speechless, empty inside. A hole burning through her chest that her wife created just by walking out the door. Arizona was gone within seconds, while Callie watched after her. She stood there lifeless for almost a half hour, not really knowing how all this even happened.
Regaining some kind of consciousness, she closed the door slowly still watching the night creep on by. The brunette could barely lift her feet up to walk, so she shuffled herself over to the nearest chair and sat down. Hands coming to rest on her thighs, running smoothly back and forth. Her mind completely lost, nothing going in and nothing coming out. Her wife had walked out, and into the arms of another woman. She didn't even get the chance to defend herself, Arizona had just left.
Callie didn't want to stay in the house anymore. Everything she looked at reminded her of the blonde, and it made her heart ache. She didn't know what she was feeling, because she wasn't mad. Anger didn't even exist within Callie in this moment. Arizona had only been gone for an hour, and missed her. Her face, her body, her laugh, her smile, her kisses, her hands, everything about her she missed and it hadn't even been a day. Swallowing all those feelings, she grabbed her leather jacket, slipped some shoes on and headed out. Not really knowing where she was going, just walking until she had some recollection of where Arizona might be.
She knew how hurt her wife must have been when she accused her of ruining their family, her eyes said it all. Just that simple look was like a punch in the gut, and Callie wished more than anything to take it back. But everything was said and done, and there was nothing she could do about it but find Arizona and try to fix all this. The night air was chilly, the light breeze stung the tip of her nose as she walked aimlessly around Seattle. Everything and nothing running through her mind, Arizona being the spotlight in all her thoughts.
A siren ripped through the night, startling Callie out of her daydream. When she looked up she was at the hospital, and suddenly a wave of insecurities hit her. Bursting through the hospital doors, she began her rampage to find her wife. Acknowledging no one as she briskly walked past her fellow co-workers, not caring who she walked in on when the Latina tore down each on-call room door. Fire was in her eyes when she approached the last door, anger burning through her body, yet she stood there with her hand on the door knob, hesitation tickling her fingertips. Taking a deep breath, she released it and walked out of the hospital feeling hopeless. The walk home was agonizingly slow, all she wanted was to curl up in her bed and fall asleep. With Arizona.
When Callie arrived home, tears started pooling down her face. Resting her head on the door, she let it all out. The pain, the anger, the sadness, the regret, everything she had in her falling to the ground. She placed her key in the lock and turned it, letting the door creak open. She dragged her head up into the dark house, and there she sat on the steps, Arizona. Her keys fell to the floor, and heart fluttered back to life. The brunette's breath catching in the back of her throat, creating butterflies in her stomach. Relief washing over her, while a smile peaked out from underneath the darkness. Arizona's ocean blue eyes illuminated the night, full of love for the woman standing before her. The blonde stood up, and walked down the two steps, coming face to face with her wife. No words were spoken. No fast movements. They stood there looking into each other's eyes, seeing the pain and hurt they each caused.
Arizona was the first to make a move. Slowly she moved her hand to meet Callie's, brushing their fingers together. Almost asking for permission to hold it. The Latina looped their pinkies together, and took a step towards the blonde. Arizona could feel Callie's warm breath skim across her sensitive skin. Turning slightly, Callie guided them up the stairs and into their bedroom. Closing the door behind them.
Arizona suddenly became very nervous, not knowing what Callie was going to say or do. She didn't want to fight anymore, words already hurt them enough that night. So she stood there at the end of the bed, waiting for the brunette to turn back around and look at her. Slowly, Callie did. Her lips were parted slightly, and her breathing became shallow. Arizona's eyes grew three shades darker just watching Callie morph into the lover she once knew. Bringing her bottom lip between her teeth, she watched her wife gradually make her way towards her. Once they were nose to nose, Callie angrily grabbed hold of Arizona's upper arms and threw her up against the door, attacking her lips viciously. The blonde tangled her fingers in black hair, roughly tugging Callie's head closer to her own. The Latina plowed her tongue into her wife's mouth not caring whether she wanted it or not, creating a moan in the back of the blonde's throat. Callie snatched Arizona's wrists and slammed them above their heads, making her whimper. The brunette took her right knee and spread Arizona's legs, then hammered herself against the blonde's center.
Arizona's mind was completely mush, watching Callie take control was one a huge turn on. The Latina continued to knock her wife's head against the door as she kissed her hard, bruising their lips. She moved down her wife's body, grazing her teeth along the blonde's jaw line, nibbling at her earlobe, and then moving down her neck. She placed soft kisses from the bottom of the blonde's ear, reaching a pounding pulse point and sucking incredibly hard, leaving a read mark. Dragging her plump lips lower until she reached her collar bone, which she bit leaving a deep bite mar, making Arizona cry out in pain. Nothing was going to stop her, not even Arizona. She was helpless at this point.
Releasing Arizona's hands only to glide her jacket down to the floor and rip apart her shirt, buttons flying everywhere, eliciting a gasp from her wife. She then pulled out the blonde's belt and tossed it across the room knocking over some picture frames. Swiftly, she shoved down Arizona's jeans and kicked them away, leaving her only in a bra and underwear. Callie wrapped her hands around Arizona's neck to hold her in place, then took one hand and scraped her nails along pale skin creating red streaks down the length of her body. The pain was now too much, it became torture, but she let her wife continue anyways.
Once Callie's hand made it to her lover's panties, she dipped two fingers underneath the hem and pulled it forward, creating friction against Arizona's swollen bundle of nerves. The blonde then jerked her hips and strained her hands against Callie's. The Latina's eyes were like a black hole, they were never ending, and Arizona could no longer tell if her wife was her Calliope or if she was only doing this to hurt her. It scared the hell out of her, but she had absolutely no control over anything at the moment. Callie's hand glided back up sticky skin and unclasped the blonde's bra, letting perky breasts bounce out in front of her, tossing that aside as well. She recaptured Arizona's mouth, slamming her head against the door once more. Tongues now fighting for dominance, teeth scraping, bodies grinding roughly against the other. The door knob jabbing at Arizona's back, creating a dark black and blue bruise.
"Callie… Please.." was all Arizona could manage to get out between breaths. When Callie heard her voice, she completely backed away. Arizona almost fell forward from the loss of contact so abruptly. When her eyes focused Callie was no longer standing in front her, but was standing by her nightstand fumbling through all the objects. It was meant to stop Callie and have her look at her, but it only encouraged her. Arizona began moving towards her, but was stopped by a loud slam of the drawer and Callie rushing back towards her. She couldn't see what Callie had behind her back, but knew exactly what was in that drawer. The blonde didn't know whether to be scared or excited, and at this rate Callie was going, fear stalked through her.
Callie spun the blonde around and pressed her front to Arizona's ass. Thrusting forward, making her wife fall against the dresser. She took her right hand and ran it up Arizona's back, initiating goose bumps to spread everywhere. Her left hand was undoing her own jeans, pushing them to the ground along with her own underwear. Both hands left Arizona's body only momentarily, then returned with force, bending her over the dresser. Callie gripped onto Arizona's hips lifting up her left leg so she could spread them apart. The prosthetic didn't slow Callie down one bit. Her right hand traveled around the blonde's stomach and into her soaking wet panties. Dipping one finger through her wet folds, and dragging it back up, just barely making contact with Arizona's clit.
Arizona stilled when she felt something other than her wife tap her thigh. She closed her eyes tight hoping it wasn't what she was dreading it would be. Lifting her head up and looking into the mirror in front of her, she saw the purple silicone bobbing next to her. Never once had Callie used it on her, it was only intended for the Latina. The blonde's throat went dry, and her heart sped up at an alarming rate. Callie bent over her coming right next to her ear, and whispered,
"Never again."
Arizona no longer could see the love in her wife's eyes, just purely dominance. Preparing herself for what was about to come, she gripped onto both sides of the dresser till her knuckles turned white, and ripped her gaze from Callie's. The fact that she couldn't see her Calliope, made her stomach turn, but she braced herself and nodded her head. Even though she was scared out of her mind, Arizona was never wetter than she was right now. Callie slipped the lacey underwear down Arizona's legs and made her step out of them. The brunette then ran the silicone up the length of Arizona's slit, gathering as much wetness as she could. Arizona then bowed her head, and held her breath knowing what was coming next, because this is what she did when she wore the harness and made love to Callie. Except Callie wasn't going to make love to her. It was to teach her lesson. With that thought, a tear slipped down her cheek, landing in a puddle on the dark wood.
Steadying herself, Callie spread her own legs and placed one hand on Arizona's hip and the other on her shoulder. The hand on her hip made her bend over further, letting Callie have more access. With one swift move, the Latina entered her all the way to the hilt without warning, making Arizona slam into the dresser hard.
"Callie!" She screamed, and again her wife filled her completely. The dresser bucking along with Arizona, each time Callie slammed into her. She could feel Callie's nails digging into her shoulder and hip, which made every nerve ending come to life. The faster Callie went, the weaker Arizona became. Panting and moaning filled the quiet house.
Callie never felt more in control than she did now, taking Arizona this way was her fantasy, except her wife refused every time Callie brought it up. Refusal was not an option tonight. Arizona was hers, and only hers. Hearing herself smack against the blonde turned her on incredibly, and with every thrust, the hilt of the harness rubbed against Callie's clit, initiating her to go harder and faster. Not even thinking about how Arizona was feeling.
Once Arizona was stretched to her fullest, she began slamming back into Callie. They developed a steady rhythm, and soon enough Arizona's cries turned into moans and she could feel the muscles in her stomach begin to tighten. Shifting, now her hands were on the front of the dresser, so she could press herself even harder into Callie. Flinging her head back in complete bliss, the blonde wrapped one hand around Callie's thigh, making her go even deeper.
Callie had her eyes glued to the mirror, watching Arizona getting her world rocked was the hottest thing in the world. But quickly she pulled out when she felt Arizona gain some control, causing her wife to fall completely against the dresser. Turning the blonde around in her arms, she scooped her up and made her wrap her legs around her waist, and sat her back down onto the dresser. The Latina hiked her wife's legs up farther, so that now she was completely open. Taking her left hand, she placed her fingers around the blonde's neck and palm flat on her heaving chest, pushing her back against the mirror. The other, helping hold up the prosthetic in place, knowing how heavy it could be in this position. Except Arizona had another idea. She ripped the Velcro apart and unhooked it, letting the metal leg fall to the ground. Letting her legs fall open even wider, encouraging Callie to enter her at full speed. The brunette licked her lips when she saw glistening folds. Instead, she tore off the harness and flung it next to all their clothes. Shrinking to her knee's she gripped Arizona's thighs and pulled her to the edge, then placed her legs onto her shoulders. She waited so long to taste her wife again, it had her mouth watering constantly. The tip of her nose dipped slightly into Arizona's center, causing the blonde's hips to buck against her face. Callie gently blew cool air, eliciting Arizona's bundle of nerves to tighten even more. Arizona moved her hands to Callie's hair and nudged her forward, she needed to come now. Callie took the hint and began devouring her wife. Her lips attached to the blondes clit, her tongue creating big circles then eventually becoming smaller, tighter circles. Flicking it twice before dragging her strong tongue across the entire length of her wife. The grip in her hair became tighter, and a low groan escaped the blonde's mouth. Callie smiled and took hold of her clit again sucking astonishingly hard, rolling her tongue against it at the same time.
"Fuck Callie!.." Arizona breathed out, her mind reeling. Body sweating, and muscles contracting. Slowly her vision was being interrupted by darkness. Her chest hurt from how hard her heart was pounding, and throat stinging every time she screamed out in pleasure. Without warning, her orgasm attacked her. Ripping through her like a gun shot, with stars blurring her vision. Callie entered two fingers into her tight hot core, to help her come down. Standing back she took Arizona's lips between hers and ran her tongue along the blonde's. Being able to taste herself in the Callie's mouth had her growling in ecstasy. She really wanted to wrap her arms around her wife, but had no strength left anywhere.
When her breathing steadied a little, Callie lifted her wife off the dresser and laid her down onto the bed gently. Covering her up with the comforter, and gently placing a kiss on the blonde's forehead. Callie cuddled up behind her, and nuzzled her nose in the crook of her neck. Arizona laid there worn out and sore.
"I'm sorry.." Callie finally spoke. The jealousy and rage that had took hold of her, had now dissipated. Tears sprang up when she realized what she made Arizona go through. She was rough, and left no room for her wife to adjust and get used to it.
Arizona turned to face Callie, and placed a shaky hand on a burning cheek, "You didn't have to do all that.. If you wanted me to learn a lesson.." her voice trailed off, and a quiet sob escaped.
"No, no, no, no! You did anything wrong… I was.. it just.." she didn't know how to explain to her wife why all this happened, but she continued anyway, "I thought I lost you again tonight.. I thought that you went back to her, and left me.." her eyes fell from her wife's gaze, embarrassed of her actions.
"Calliope.. we have some things to clearly workout… but.. I'm done walking away. You're stuck with me.." A small reassuring smile peaked through that made Callie giggle. The blonde then rubbed her thumb across a bruised bottom lip, and pulled it to hers. This time their kiss wasn't rushed, or rough. It was perfect, full of love and happiness. All threatening emotions pushed aside, and it was just them.
Callie skimmed her fingers through blonde hair and looked intently into blue eyes, "I hope you realize how much you mean to me." Eyes falling to pink lips again, then back up to shimmering orbs, "It'll only ever be you, Arizona.." Saying her wife's name made her choke up. Arizona turned back over to the other side, and slid Callie's arm under hers and up to her face. She kissed tanned knuckles and smiled.
"Forever."
I hope I didn't make you guys too mad with the last chapter. I was even a little mad at myself for that, BUT now you got this chapter for being patient with me! YAY! Comment your thoughts!