A/N: Okay, FINALLY, an update(I know it's not the longest so, my apologies)! Thank you guys for pushing me to do this, I had run into a bout of writers block with this and have avoided it ever since but the good news is I now have somewhat of a plan for this (originally I was just playing it by ear, with no real idea of where I wanted it to go)... unfortunately, there is bad news; the day kind of got away from me so I didn't get time to do the others and I have work in the morning so bed beckons. I've a pretty busy day tomorrow also, but I'm free as a bird Saturday and Sunday (so far) so I will be able to get my others updated! I'm sorry for not completely sticking to my promise of having them all updated today! :( I do have about half of Two Week Retreat done, so if I push myself tomorrow, I could possibly get that up... now I'm rambling...I'll stop now!:P
Callie followed me inside shortly after my departure, just as I had assumed she would.
I watched her intently as she moved across the room to the kitchen, from my position by the large fireplace it was easy to remain somewhat hidden from her view. I studied her as closely as possible in the short time it took for her to get to her destination; she was magnificent, I don't recall ever encountering another woman who could make me melt with just a look. I usually don't do the whole newborn lesbian thing, but for her, I would happily make an exception.
"Hey." a smooth, sultry voice pulled me from my musings.
I turned to my left to find a pretty brunette, just slightly shorter than me, eyeing me suggestively through piercing green eyes; any other time I would have been super flattered and super into it, but I had only one objective, and she was currently standing across the room, having returned from the kitchen with a fresh glass of alcohol, her attention fixed steadily on my exchange with the attractive stranger.
Normally I wouldn't entertain conversation with someone I had no interest in, but Calliope needed a push and I was never one to let an opportunity pass me by; plus, it wasn't exactly a hardship to converse with the girl, as I said, were it a different situation, I'd be all over her like a ant on honey, however, I only had eyes for the fiery Latina that stood mere feet away and I was not above playing dirty, if necessary, to get what I wanted. I extended my hand to the smaller woman.
"Arizona Robbins." Her eyes lit up and a beautiful smile spread across her face, but she quickly hid her excitement, returning to her earlier 'cool' demeanour.
"Laura Cooper." I did feel kind of bad for using her, she genuinely seemed like a really nice girl, extremely easy to hold a conversation with, though, she did most of the talking, I kind of stood there, nodding and smiling, paying little, and occasionally, no, attention to what she was saying; too busy keeping a very artful eye on Calliope, which is why it took me completely off guard when, without warning, she closed the gap between us and pulled me into a tender kiss. I ended it before it even really got started, scanning the room in search of Callie, but she appeared to have left the area. My heart sank. I briefly returned my attention to Laura, who looked both confused and slightly hurt by the rejection.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, shaking my head apologetically. "I- I can't."
I scurried quickly away from her, pushing through the throngs of people that seemed to be growing with each passing minute, I was pretty sure this party was well over capacity, likely breaking several fire codes, but no one seemed bothered by the suffocating crowds.
The music that had been previously blaring in my ears dimmed as I made my way through the hall of the apartment in search of the bathroom. Muffled moans and creaking mattresses were the dominant sounds now, coming from almost every room; I hurried along, trying to avoid the noises I most certainly had no interest in hearing.
Without warning, a warm hand gripped my wrist and pulled me vigorously backwards into a blacked out room. I had barely registered what had happened when a pair of full, soft, luscious lips pressed firmly against mine, strong hands pinning me forcefully against the door. I was not afraid however, the lips were much too familiar and too intoxicating to be afraid of, finally needing to reluctantly break away to gasp for air, I shimmied slightly, moving her hold on me.
"Calliope?" I said through ragged breaths, although a response wasn't necessary, there was no doubt in my mind who those delicious lips had belonged to.
"Arizona." She whispered in response, gently caressing my cheek, before leaning closer to place delicate kisses along my jaw and neck. My head tilted to the side out of reflex, I moaned in appreciation before hastily grabbing two handfuls of black hair and pulling her back up to meet my awaiting mouth. I needed to taste her, be close to her. Once again this kiss became more feverish, with each of us pulling and grabbing in an attempt to get as close to one another as possible; her hands moved to knead my breasts through the fabric of my dress; I arched my back, pushing my body against her, aching for more contact. She smiled against my lips, obviously delighting in the reactions she was invoking in me, I tangled my hands in her hair, gliding them gently down the back of her neck, continuously lowering them until I reached her hips, dragging her ever closer. She grabbed hold of my waist and used her strength to maneuver us to the nearby bed, never breaking contact. She grinded on top of me, shifting slightly to shove a firm thigh between my legs, eliciting a guttural moan. She began to trail kisses down my body, sucking and biting along the way; it was insane how good she made me feel, my entire being trembled with every touch. It wasn't until she had moved a hand up my dress, allowing her fingers to dance lightly along the fabric of my underwear, that my better judgement kicked in. This isn't what I wanted, a drunken quickie at some grown up kind of frat party; I wanted to savour it, I wanted her to not, wake up in the morning and blame it all on alcohol and possibly run the risk of her avoiding seeing me again. It pained me to stop her actions, literally pained me, I ached to be touched by her skillful fingers, but I had to.
"Stop… stop, Calliope!" I said with surprising force, pulling her face up to meet mine. "We-can't…" I paused, my libido trying to sway my brain from it's purpose; closing my eyes and shaking my head, "Not like this."
I cautiously re-opened my eyes, I was almost afraid of her reaction; would she be angry? Upset? Embarrassed?
To my utter surprise, she was none of the above, she just stared curiously at me, her giant, chocolate eyes, larger that usual; her expression was near impossible to read.
"Callie?" I braved.
She didn't respond, just scooted up the bed so that she was now lying next to me. She leaned down and placed a chaste kiss to my lips. Her face was completely serious as she pulled away, her eyes never leaving mine.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" Her words took me back, I had certainly not been expecting that. But in that moment, she was so adorable, so vulnerable; I simply nodded my head, yes.
She rose from her position and walked over to lock the door before returning to my side and wrapping her protective arms around my torso.
"Goodnight Arizona."
"Goodnight, Calliope."