Title: It's All Your Fault
Author: Trance-Faith
Rating: M – suicide and suicidal tendencies. (NC-17 for this chapter)
Pairing:Callie/Arizona
Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's. All characters in this story sadly do not belong to me; they're simply being borrowed for a little while, and then will be returned. This story was not written for profit and no copyright infringements are intended. Also the song words used in this fanfic are Paramore's "emergency" and Pink's "It's all your fault".
Author'sNote1:In terms of Grey's storyline – this is set after their break up, in 7x07.
Author'sNote:I just want to say a HUGE thank you to everyone who has supported me this last year and a half as I have struggled at times to write my fanfics – without you there would have only been one, one shot.
Author'sNote3: Just so you know, there is already a sequel planned (only going to be 2-3 chapters long).
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Beta: No beta was used while I wrote this, so all spelling and grammar mistakes are my own.
Reviews: Are much wanted please!
CauseI'veseenlovedie,waytoomanytimes,whenitdeservedtobealive – Emergency by Paramore
Callie's POV
"I want to give you your present now, because you'll only see it if I don't", the Latina said leaving the blonde's case near the door and walking the few strides between them. The other woman was giving her an uneasy and slightly apprehensive smile, watching her movements. With inches between them, Arizona's hands came to rest on Callie's forearms and there was look on her face. One that the brunette couldn't quite name. The blonde opened her mouth several times before the words finally came out, and they were soft, comforting with a tone that said it was a statement, not a question, "You were afraid I wouldn't came back. I saw it in your eyes at the airport". Before Africa, actually before they'd gotten back together, Callie would have denied it. She would have out flat denied it. Now she wouldn't. Now she'd be honest.
"For a moment I was, and for that I'm sorry. But I knew you'd come back for me", Callie said with considerably more ease than she would have done just a month ago. The blonde nodded slightly in understanding before replying, "I am not leaving you again. I'm not stupid enough to make that mistake again. You have to know that". Once again the brunette believed her. It was the way she looked straight into her eyes, her hands holding on tightly to her, as if she was worried Callie would move away, and she needed Callie to be close to her. She believed her. A smile that came naturally Callie said, "I know. I know, I know that. It is just a feeling, and I got scared, but then I saw you…" The brunette couldn't help the grin which took over her face as that memory of less an hour ago, of the parting crowd and the beautiful blonde. "It's going to take me sometime, not to doubt myself; I've had over thirty years of practice. But I know you'll always come back for me, which is why I got what I did. It's safe to say you might hate it at first, but I hope you'll grow to love it", Callie said with a slight squeak to her voice. This was something she had been genuinely terrified about. The idea of Arizona hating what she was about to show her.
With a slight shrug of her shoulders, once the belt had been untied, the long trench coat Callie had been wearing slipped to the ground and was flung onto the couch beside the blonde. Arizona gasped slightly as the jacket fell; displaying Callie's red, off the shoulder loose short sleeved, just above the knee length dress. Sitting just above her dress' neckline was her heart pendant. It wasn't that she had been refusing to wear the necklace, whose twin had yet to leave the blonde's throat. Just whenever she'd tried to put it back in its rightful place she had flashbacks to night she'd finally realised the blonde wasn't coming back, and she had removed it. There had been something about tonight, despite her fears of the blonde's return, she knew tonight had been the right night to wear it once again. She knew the blonde would return to her. The brunette could feel her skin tingle, knowing Arizona was watching her every move. She could also feel the almost core deep itch, she'd been trying to ignore all day, and with a simple flick of her left arm, she displayed her left wrist and waiting for the PEDs surgeon's response.
Arizona's hands were raised and half cradled the offered limb, though words did not fall from her lips, not even when her fingers ghosted over it. Callie tensed trying not to wince at the remaining pain in her arm, and not attempt to scratch her wrist raw. The brunette watched as Arizona finger gently slid across the "Siempre" she'd had tattooed across her healed but developing scar, the day Arizona had left for Africa. Blues eyes rose to her own, while the owners' mouth dropped slightly. Callie answered the unspoken question, "It means always in Spanish". The swift nod from the blonde head told Callie that she understood. "I knew you'd come back to me, Arizona", the brunette whispered as she saw a lone tear fall down the blonde's face, but presented with a smile, knew it was a happy tear.
"Was it not too soon?" Arizona asked, her fingers still handling her wrist steady. Callie couldn't help the tingle of nerves at that sentence. Too early? "Always" as Arizona had promised her, could never be too early. The blonde gave her a smile, and gently shook her head before saying, "I just thought you'd have to wait for it to heal, better". The wave of relief hit her, mixed with the slight feeling of guilt at the knowing look from the blonde. "I asked Mark", Callie was glad that the hands holding her own showed no flinch at the man's name. They had come so far. "Being friends with a plastic surgeon has its advantages. He said you're meant to wait a year before getting a tattoo, but you can get it before that. I might have to get it topped up, and it hurts like fuck! But I wanted to done for when you came back, the first time", the brunette explained, and couldn't help but smile at the effect of the last three words had the listening woman. The first time, not the last.
The blonde gently bite her bottom lip, while her eyes shone slightly with tears that wouldn't fall. "You okay?" Callie asked gently. With a nod the blonde said, "Yeah. Just give me a minute". The ortho surgeon smiled with slight nod, just giving the other woman a moment to recover. The blonde sighed with a shaken breath before she removed her hands from the brunette's wrist, causing Callie's arm to drop slightly. She watched as Arizona took off her jacket, which was then thrown on top of Callie's. "You really got a tattoo?" the blonde facing away from her asked. The dark haired woman walked forward, stopping only to wrap her arms around the blonde's middle, enjoying the feeling of the other woman leaning back into her. The taller woman couldn't help but place a gentle kiss on the nape of Arizona's neck, and felt her shiver. "Yeah", Callie whispered. "That's kinder a forever, thing", Arizona said turning to face her, within Callie's arms.
The Latina allowed her gaze across the blonde's features before saying, "It is". Arizona nodded gently, before breathing, "Good". Very gently she pushed the blonde's chin upwards, and lost herself in the deep blue eyes looking up at her just for a second. Arizona eyes could always say a million things. The blonde was good at speeches; no one could deny that, but her eyes. Her eyes spoke volumes, her mouth couldn't even compare. The look promised her forever. It told her she was the only one that mattered to Arizona, and made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. Lowering her head she whispered, "I'll always love you" before placing a kiss on Arizona's lips.
"One", Callie whispered directly into the lips being offered to her. The kiss was soft, gentle and easy. Both women's hands were resting on the other's hips, as they tilted into each other. Their lips met repeatedly, fitting together so perfectly. This was where she was meant to be. They broke away slightly, both catching the necessary air before latching on again. "Two", the brunette mumbled. She felt Arizona move to pull away, probably to ask, why she was counting, so she held on tighter. Opening her mouth slightly she felt Arizona's tongue slid easily against her own, and felt the blonde relax and hum slightly against her mouth. Callie could feel Arizona's lips tight against her own, as their tongues moved with the sensual dance they'd perfected. She wasn't going anywhere. Their breaths were laboured. The brunette could feel the blonde's breathing dance across her own moist lips. Before Arizona had time to get in a more than a few deep breaths Callie kissed her again.
"Three" she voiced mentally, as she took the blonde's top lip in between her own, she gently sucked on it, feeling the other woman shiver in her arms. She couldn't help running a tongue along the piece of flesh in her mouth, and very so gently giving it a soft nip with her teeth. Without pulling away, she gave Arizona's bottom lip the same treatment, though was very aware that the woman in her arms was becoming a lot heavier, as her knees were fighting to keep her up. Callie stepped forward, making it necessary for the blonde to step backwards. Guiding her downwards, her mouth never letting go of the one attached to her lips, both landed on the couch. Callie steadied herself on the couch, leaning over the smaller frame; she managed to release the now much fuller lips of Arizona. The woman in question shot her a disbelieving but happy smile as she spoke shakily, "I should come back come back from Africa more often".
She didn't even think about it, it was move she made without thought. She seized the blonde's lips again. The thought of Arizona saying about coming back more. Neither of them was going anywhere. They were here, they were set. Always. Forever. "Four" the brunette groaned, though she doubted it was even audible to the other woman. With a gentle tug of Arizona's bottom lip, Callie gave a small trail of kisses downward to her jaw line. The other woman tilted her head slightly away from the brunette's lips, giving her better access with a slight groan. The brunette couldn't help the small chuckle that rumbled against the pale skin beneath her lips, as she placed a firm kiss just below her earlobe, where Arizona's jaw met her neck and heard the gasp fall from the other woman's lips.
"Five" Callie told her self, as she placed a kiss on top of Arizona's jugular, gently sucking on the pulse beneath her lips, but not hard enough to cause a bruise. Her lips and tongue traced the pulsing vein, and danced across the fairer flesh, and felt Arizona's hand grasp at her dark hair, pulling her tight against her throat. The brunette woman smiled into the blonde's neck as her teeth, tongue and lips nipped, sucked and kissed the soft flesh. She heard the groan from Arizona as she pulled away, sitting a little straight, her own hands joining behind the blonde's head, ensuring not to put too much weight on the woman beneath her. Just as Callie went to place another kiss on Arizona's lips, she whispered, "And finally, six".
The blonde dodged the kiss, giving the brunette a glare before saying, "What are you counting?" Callie wouldn't help chuckling at the adorable look on the other woman's face, which only got more adorable rather than annoyed, when the older woman realised Callie was laughing at her. Flashing what she knew was a slightly self conscious smile, Callie whispered, "A kiss for everyday I've missed". Arizona's look of annoyance changed in a heartbeat to a look of pure and undiluted love, and made the brunette's heart dance. The blonde blur and the tug from the fingers deep within her hair were nothing to gentleness of the lips upon hers. Arizona was the one in charge of this kiss, as she sucked in the brunette's bottom lip. The finger held tight in her hair weren't letting her go, as both women's breathing was heavy. The blonde wasn't going to be out done as she readily gave wet messy kisses, and then ones which were almost painfully gently, before pulling away slightly.
"I want to give you your presents now", Arizona said, dropping her arms down, her breath still shaking with the effort of drawing oxygen into her lungs. Presents? That sounded like more than one. With a little nod Callie made to move from the blonde lap, but before she'd made the transition to the couch, Arizona placed a small kiss on her lips saying, "Stay here". Without another word the blonde leap from the couch and jogged the small distance to her bedroom and the ortho surgeon couldn't help but laugh. "You kept my presents in your bedroom?" the younger surgeon said, and heard the blonde return the laughter. "Of course, despite your awesome bed making skills and me knowing you'd sleep in here, I know you'd never go in my wardrobe", Arizona's voice travelled through, while it could be heard that the woman was rummaging around in her cupboard. Sometimes she hated how well Arizona knew her, but this wasn't one of those times. She had known she would sleep in the blonde's bed, and of course she would never go through her stuff.
Arizona reappeared in the doorway, though it looked as if she had nothing in her hands. The blonde was looking over Callie head, at something she couldn't see, with a slight frown. "Looks like I have competition", the fair woman said, gesturing at something behind her. Turning she saw what the blonde had been referring to. It was the Valentine's Day card she'd opened this morning. She saw the blonde walk passed her, and pick the hand made card up, and read the inside. Arizona gave her a fake look of annoyance before saying, "I'm Josh's aunt, why do you get a Valentine's Day card from him?" Callie just laughed, and stood, walking the distance between them. Taking the small card, she once again looked inside the badly folded piece of card and saw the childish writing inside saying "happy valentines day calliope. Love from Joshua ?" Callie couldn't help but smile at the different sized letters, and the several which were the wrong way around. "He just likes me better obviously" the brunette said with a grin, to which Arizona simply glared.
"Fine. Fine, if you don't want my presents", the blonde said with an air of obvious humour. Placing the card back down, Callie grasped the arm of the blonde who was turning away from her, and whispered gently, "Okay, I'm sorry. Please can I have my presents?" She even threw in a slight pet lip, which was kissed by Arizona. Grinning she gave little resistance. Putting her hands in each of her jean pockets, she pulled something it seemed out of each, although Callie couldn't see what. "Pick a hand", the older woman said with a smile, presenting her both hands. With a slight amused sigh and a raised eyebrow, the brunette gestured to the PEDs surgeon's right hand.
A genuine grin, blonde flipped the chosen hand over, and opened her balled fist, showing Callie her own key to the apartment, which had been in her jeans pocket. Confusion was the one feeling she could name, and presented a much higher eye brow raise; though this time the raise got a chuckle in return. "I didn't have time to do it properly or get another one cut, and you probably would have killed me if I picked the wrong paint for it", Arizona explained, sounding slightly nervous. Eyes slightly narrowed, she still didn't quite understand, what was going on, so the younger surgeon continued. "We agreed to take it slow, and I still want to do that. But I want this apartment to be ours", the blonde said, with a small wave of the grey camouflage painted key. "It already is ours", Callie said confusion laced in her tone.
"No. It's yours and mine. I want it to be ours. I want to know every night I'll come home and you'll be sleeping in the bed next to me. I don't want one of us to have to get out of bed when we have a bad dream or want a kiss and a cuddle. I want you there next to me. I need you next to me. So please, say you'll live with me", Arizona said brandishing the small key at her. Gulping slightly, she couldn't help but think Arizona's moving in speech had been so much better than her own when she'd originally asked the woman before her to move in. It amazed her, how beautiful Arizona was, this woman really wanted her, loved her just as she was. "Okay, I will", was all Callie could say, as she felt her throat constrict with happiness, which only got worse at Arizona's grin as she placed the key in the Latina's hand.
The blonde smiled her magic smile, and moved forward placing a kiss on the emotional woman's lips. Arizona's empty hand, came to rest in her own, and with a gentle tug, Callie realise the other woman was trying to guide her away from their current stop. "Hmmm, candles need blowing out", the brunette mumbled into the lips attached to her own. She couldn't help but laugh at the disgruntled, and slightly muffled version of "Calliope Torres" huffed directly into her own mouth. The glare the blonde gave her when she pulled her away was only equal to ones given to her by her own mother. "Fine! But you have to help me", the blonde shot her, to which the Latina only shook her head. The look of shock and annoyance made it so hard not to laugh, but she managed to resist as Arizona stalked away around the room, blowing out the six stands of candles.
With a small sigh the blonde turned to walk towards the table, and the lone candle sitting upon it. "How many candles", the PEDs surgeon sighed the comment rather than a question, though her tone was one of humour. The brunette couldn't help but smile, when the blonde swept her ponytail aside blowing on the dancing flame. The flame that after four attempts would not go out. The smaller woman sent her a glare over the top of the flickering flame as she said, "This is one of those trick candles you got had on my cake last year, isn't it". The brunette just nodded slightly, taking the journey over to the small table. The older woman just gave her a look of confusion, as Callie said, "There is fifty five candles. It's been fifty-five days since you came back to Seattle and saved me. Fifty five day since you came back to me".
The ice blue eyes were looking at her in amazement, and the owner's mouth was a little ajar, and so the brunette continued, "This candle represents today. The day you came back to me again. The day that candles goes out of its own accord, is the day I stop waiting". She saw the blonde swallow gently, and knew the blonde understood. The candle, being as big as it was, would never go out by itself. Callie would never stop waiting. The brunette walked around the small table, coming to stand beside the other woman, offered her the snuffer, with which the flame was extinguished. Never breaking eye contact, in the dimly lit room, Callie guided the smaller woman into their bedroom. It felt amazing to even think that again. Their bedroom.
Once they were clear of the bedroom door Callie turned to face the blonde, and felt a hand on her shoulder, pushing her back gently. Taking the hint she sat on the bed, and watched as Arizona sat next to her, and hand her a small box. It was obviously a ring box, maybe a jewellery box, as a push, but she was positive it was a ring box. Taking the small box carefully, she raised her eyes to the blue ones looking straight at her. "Before you freak out, it's not what you think it is", Arizona said with small smile. If she was honest with herself, she wasn't sure if she was disappointed or relieved at that news. "How do you know what I thought it was", Callie shot back in what she hoped was a nonchalant tone. The other woman placed her hand on the brunette's knee, with a gentle squeeze. "Because you looked like a rabbit in headlights", the blonde chuckled. Just as the ortho surgeon shot the blonde a glare, Arizona said a slightly rushed tone, "Just open it!"
With a shaking hand she opened the small black box, revealing a small silver ring in the shape of a heart. The delicate heart was being held in place by what looked like two hands instead of the usual ring band, and sitting on top of the heart was a small crown. "It's beautiful", Callie whispered, as she dislodging it from the small fold in the cushion it was resting in. Arizona's pale hand took the small ring out from in between her fingers, as she said, "It's a Claddagh Ring, and a promise ring". Claddagh Ring? It stirred something inside of her; she knew that name from somewhere. But a promise ring, she knew that. Promise rings were pre-engagement rings. They were a promise for a future. Callie knew she was sat simply open mouthed, because of the smile being aimed at her from the blonde. Sure they'd made commitments, and promises of an engagement, and while she'd feel ready for it whenever the blonde did ask, she hadn't thought the other woman was there yet. "That's why it's a promise ring and not an engagement ring. But it's as good as", Callie thought.
"The crown means loyalty", Arizona said with a smile, that made her heart skip a beat. "The hands mean friendship and the heart…well it means love", the blonde finished with a slight content sigh. Callie couldn't help the chuckle and the goofy smile on the PEDs surgeon's face. "You can wear it in different ways, on your right hand with the heart pointing away means friends, usually worn that way if the person is single or it's given to the person wearing it by a friend", the older woman explained slipping it on Callie's ring finger on her right hand, though the heart point was facing her. "Wearing it on your right hand with the crown pointing away from you means you're in a relationship and your heart has been captured", the blonde said, as Callie grasped the hand putting the ring on her finger.
"What are the other ones?" Callie whispered. The smile from the blonde was sweet, and relaxed as she said, "I'm still giving you my ring when I ask you to marry me". Butterflies swarmed, and fluttered uncomfortably in the brunette's stomach at that thought. Taking a slight gulp the younger woman said, "I never said that, any ring you give me will be perfect". She could feel the heat developing in the wake of the blonde's stare, as it raked over her. "The third is on the left hand, if the hand in pointing away, it means the person is engaged, the heart pointing towards them, means they're married. Claddagh Rings are sometimes used by the Irish as wedding rings", Arizona explained as Callie simply allowed her voice to wash over her as she looked down at their joined hands. A promise ring, meant commitment. The other woman's hand lifted, causing Callie's which was trapped in her grasp to lift too. The blonde place a gentle is on back of Callie's tanned hand, then on the new silver ring, and once more with a spin on her arm, placed a gentle, almost feather like kiss on her new tattoo. The ice blue eyes rose to her own, as the blonde whispered, "I promise you, forever".
The oxygen seemed to disappear from the room, at the intensity of the look from those sapphire eyes, as the blonde lifted herself upwards coming face to face with the brunette. "I promise", the smaller woman whispered, taking hold of the brunette's lip between her own. The moan that vibrated onto her own lips from the older surgeon, made Callie shiver. "Siempre" the woman who was now straddling Callie murmured, and any other time she would have chuckled at Arizona mispronunciation of the word, but the sentiment of the word meant so much more. "Love you", the Latina hummed against the lips, tongue and teeth which were clashing against her own. The woman astride her only grunted in response as she pushed Callie's longer frame backwards.
Arizona's fingers pulled at the fabric at the top of Callie's strapless dress, as their mouths fought for dominance. The brunette pushed the blonde's stomach upwards, and felt the other woman lift slightly. Without breaking away, the Latina guided the fair woman's fingers to the zip at her side just below her armpit. The Latina had to sit up a little to enable the nimble fingers to unzip the dress, whose zip ran the whole length of the dress. Callie couldn't help the smile she gave, at the tiny noise from the zip as its teeth were freed. Arizona's released her lips; long enough to move just passed where the dress finished, and flicked the front of the dress aside revealing Callie's red strapless bra and underwear. The Latina just grinned at the blonde, as she watched the usually light blue eyes, darken and felt her desire pool at the bottom of her stomach at the sight.
"Shuffle backwards" said the broken, deeper than usual voice from Arizona's lips which made Callie tremble. Doing as she was told, the Latina dashed backwards, never taking her eyes off the dazzling blonde who, in one movement removed her navy blue top. With a flick of her pants' button her jeans soon joined the discarded clothes on the floor. Neither women looked away, remaining steady eye contact, as the standing woman knelt on the bed, and tossing the red dress on the floor with her own clothes. Once the literally crawling woman reached the long woman's legs, she took a hold of one leg, just below the knee, and ran her firm fingers down its length, causing her skin to tingle and send shivers through her whole body. Once the talented fingers reached the black heel still on Callie's foot, they flicked the unwanted footwear off. The same treatment was given to the brunette's other leg, and foot, though the second knee was presented with a small kiss, causing a groan to sound from Callie's throat.
With a wicked grin Arizona continued her journey up the Latina, being extremely careful it seemed not to touch the long body beneath her. However Arizona failed, or maybe it was intentional, to keep their bra-clad breasts apart, but instead the blonde's trailed across the brunette's, causing both women to let out particularly low groans. Fed up of being an inactive participant, Callie tugged the blonde head downwards to claim the once strawberry lip balm coated lips, while her other hand snaked around the blonde's middle, coming to rest on her lower back, pinning her in place. The move effectively jammed every part of their bodies together, causing disembodied moans from both women. Callie could feel her skin turning flush; as it tingled everywhere she was in contact with the pale skinned woman. She'd been wrong all those weeks ago in her hospital bed. This was heaven.
The brunette could feel the blonde's finger trailing up and down her sides, always teasing the side of her still bra covered breast, causing her to shake slightly, though the twitches increased each time. The kisses weren't soft or slow, but firm and fast, and not that Callie didn't feel the blonde loved her usually, but there was something about this, in this moment, where she feel her passion and love radiate from her, and it was driving her wild. The firm tug at her panties told her to rise a little, which made the sensations of rubbing together, feel amazing. The brunette's lips were released as Arizona pretty much ripped the underwear off the younger woman's body and sent it flying. Callie shot the blonde a grin, as the woman's eyes rose to hers, showing the brunette that the blue eyes had gone rather than darken, but were now black.
Arizona moved her way back up the brunette's body, taking hold of both her hands, thankfully not putting too weight on the newly tattooed wrist, though there was still a present ache. Inches away from Callie lips, Arizona lowered herself down as if she was going to take them again, and as the brunette lifted her head slightly to meet them, the blonde head lifted slightly too. This happened three times, before Callie let out a frustrated growl, to which the blonde only laughed at, before taking pity on her and placing her lips on hers once again. The blonde took a hold of Callie's bottom lip, gently sucking on it, in time with the pulse in her bundle of nerves, down below; and the other woman hadn't even touched yet. The brunette could feel her own hip, swaying slightly to gain friction from the older woman. As the other woman's tongue, lightly ran across her bottom lip, one of the hands pressed in her own started to move. The nimble fingers slide their way down her arm, across her shoulder, softly teasing the side of her breast, as she slipped beneath her. Wrapping the neglected arm around the smaller woman, Callie was able to lift herself enough for the clasp on her bra to be unfastened, all the while not removing her lips from the swollen ones being offered to her so freely.
The red bra, soon like all the other items of clothing Callie had donned, landed on the floor. With the hand resting on the mattress beside the brunette body, Arizona pushed herself down onto the new exposed form, causing the ortho surgeon to let out a shaking gasp as Arizona's breasts still wearing her silk bra were pushed into her unclothed ones. The silk slid against her skin, sent shivers, tingles and plenty of other sensations through every nerve ending in her body, which only intensified when the blonde's hip rolled into her bare core. "Argh…god", Callie exclaimed, managing to unhook her arm from around the smaller frame, but tugged on the blonde's bra clasp. Clearly taking mercy on the momentarily disabled woman, Arizona moved forward slightly, only to straddle the brunette's hips, enabling the woman on the bed to feel the heating radiating through the blonde's underwear. With a smaller, gentler kiss, the PEDs surgeon sat up right, tearing her lips away with a disappointed groan from Callie's swollen ones.
Looking up, all Callie could see was the older woman's breast, heaving quite considerably with the effort to breathe. As Arizona sat forward a little, it enabled her to see into Callie face, her arms weaved their way behind her own back, and assumedly undid the clasp, because the pale woman's breast dropped a little into view. Slowing untangling herself the support, which too landed on the floor, the blonde reached up and pulled on the scrunchie in her hair, allowing it to flow and cascade down her shoulders and front. Right there, when the blonde hair was pulled out of its confines in what felt like slow motion, only rival to a shampoo commercial, was the moment of Callie's undoing. With one finger hooked into the waist band on the other's underwear, she pulled. Taking the hint with a chuckle Arizona lowered herself back down, taking hold of the Callie's mouth once again.
The hand entangled in her hair, was pulling her in, but was nothing to the hand resting on Callie's hip, tugging her toward, enabling her to grind directly into the blonde's pubic bone. Arizona dropped her attempts to kiss the ortho surgeon's mouth, when it had fallen open at the sensation, thrusting her head back, and Arizona had attached herself to the spot just below the brunette's ear. If Callie closed her eyes, she could have sworn Arizona was sucking on her clit, rather than her neck, as her hips ground into the smaller woman of their own accord. Their breasts all but rubbed against each other, creating delicious friction, which was only spurring the full naked woman on.
Before she could gain any satisfaction from grinding her hips into the smaller woman, the woman in question had shifted to one side, though was still attached to Callie's throat. The Latina could feel every roll and flick of Arizona's tongue, pucker of lips, scrape and nibble of teeth against her pulse point, and god it felt amazing. The blonde's fingertips danced their way down in between the valley of Callie's breasts, simply ghosting over her soft flesh, and regardless of how much the brunette twitched and turned trying to seek the wandering hand, it simply wouldn't happen. "Arizona…" the submissive woman half growled, half pleaded, just begging the woman to take mercy on her. When Arizona didn't release her, and continued her pattern free journey with her fingertips, Callie seized the back of the blonde head, and tugged the woman's mouth off her throat.
The older woman looked momentarily annoyed, before taking hold of Callie's hands again, and placing them on the underside of the headboard. With a glare that said, "Keep them there", the half naked woman sat back up, her breasts giving a gentle bounce as she moved. The woman in charge was straddling the brunette's hips, meaning Callie could feel Arizona's heated core resting more or less on her own. Lifting her lower half slightly, so it made more of a connection with Arizona's centre, caused both to moan loudly, though when Callie had reopened her eyes, not remembering closing them, she saw another glare was being aimed right as her. The brunette couldn't help but grin, and much to her liking, the PEDs surgeon smiled back, her beautiful dimpled smile.
Arizona's slender fingers, worked their way ever so gently and slowly across Callie's collarbone, and once again down the exposed cleavage of the prone woman. The brunette was amazed at how erratic her breathing was, and close she was from exploding, and the PEDs surgeon had barely touched her. The skilled fingers were gliding ever so softly in circles around one nipple, before placing a little kiss just beneath the small bud. Heat was pulsing from the skin the blonde touched, and as the younger woman tried to alter her top half so the invading lips would at least graze the abandoned nipple, Arizona switched to the other breast. A low desperate cry rang from Callie's lips as the second breast received the same treatment as the first, only there was a flick of tongue right across the hardened nub. Arching her back at such little contact was out of her control; her body was on auto-pilot now. Gripping tight a hold of the base of the headboard, she could feel cramp starting to set in, in her own digits, and had to fight the urge to grab the blonde head hovering over her chest.
Callie's hands both slipped, only keeping hold at the last second, when Arizona's took hold of her nipple completely into her mouth. Pursed lips kept the flesh in place as her tongue aided in sucking, flicking and teased her as it was ran completely flat over the engorged nerves. The blonde allowed her back to arch as her on slaughter continued, though when Arizona switched back, there was a hand laid flat on her stomach, palm down, keeping Callie in place. No matter how much the brunette squirmed, the hand remained in place, as Arizona tongue worked in small, circles around the nipple in the centre. Through her skin like it was on fire, the moist tongue felt extremely and satisfyingly cold. A flick of the every end of Arizona tongue to Callie swollen bud caused the horizontal woman to let out a strangled cry, and jerk, which helped her in her quest for contact with the assaulting muscle. It seemed, believing Callie had suffered enough, the second nipple was latched onto, and was given the same torturous attention as the first, and thankfully once again the constricting hand was removed. The brunette could feel her hands slipping, as was her self control. She just wanted to seize the woman's head, and control her movements, put her exactly where she needed her to be. But she wouldn't. Also if she did, Arizona might stop.
Oh god those fingers were on the move again. The woman just seemed to be everywhere, as her loose hair fell onto the brunette's chest, while her tongue teased Callie's nipple, and those fingers were teasing the flushed flesh, spanning from breasts to pubic bond, stopping momentarily in her belly button. Releasing the swollen bud, Arizona's lips, tongue and teeth made the journey her fingers just had. Callie's hips were moving of there own according, just hoping to gain some contact, and yet the blonde was deliberating refusing to give it. A tiny swirl from Arizona's tongue in her belly button makes her inside turn to goo. The blonde placed a gentle nip with her teeth to the brunette's hip bone, followed by a swish of her tongue to sooth any away pain. The younger woman's breathing was almost burning her throat as she struggled to get air into her lungs, and her centre struggled to be touched.
The blonde blew ever so slightly against Callie heated core, sending shivers, and electricity through her, making her cry out, back arched so just for a moment she was resting on her shoulder blades. "Arizona!" the brunette begged more loudly than any noise she'd made so far. The evil grin from that angelic face, did not suggest her scratch was going to be itched anytime soon. Another wiggle of her hips was punished by a firm hand being placed on Callie's hip. The ortho surgeon let out a frustrated noise. Why did she let her do this to her? She just wanted…Oh god. Arizona had placed a small kiss on the brunette's mound, and Callie was helpless. The tongue was pointed and tracing the younger surgeon's lips, totally neglecting her nub of nerves or her opening, and the brunette could do nothing to make it happen. No she could, she could remove her hands from the headboard, though she was pretty sure from her grip she had on it, the wood was seconds away from splintering. That had been the brunette's last thought before the invading mouth, had flicked its tongue across her clit.
She let go. Both hands entangled themselves in the bed sheets, as her mouth fell open and back raised, her hips trying to seek more contact and gain a new rhythm to dance to. Her hips in fact were grinding so forcefully, they were moving, the grip being held upon them was not strong enough. The lips which had now latched onto the bundle of nerves hum softly causing the brunette to actually scream. It felt as if someone had just poured hot water over her midriff, as the tongue travelled across the engorged nub in every direction imaginable. A week. It had been week since they'd last had sex and she felt like she was on fire. Callie was simply twitching, her hips rolling; her nerves were just shot, because it felt as if the blonde was everywhere. Though the Latina did distinguish very well the muscle which had teasing her, move to her entrance. If only she could grind her hips better, if the hand, which she was sure was biting its nails into her hip, would free her, if she could just…roll the right way.
The blonde's tongue was just dipping into her core. As if testing her, and she was sure her fingers were turning white as the gripped the sheets beneath her. She was going to pass out, she was sure of it. Callie's back arched again, though now it was radical, her hips deciding to take control. It worked, or Arizona had enough teasing, because the tongue flicked her clit again, as the older woman released the prisoner hip, and ever so gently place it at her opening. The tip of one of Arizona fingers traced her lips and slid over her bundle of nerves, causing its owner to gasp, and then groan, extremely low.
Abandoning Callie's clit, Arizona pushed two finger passed the ortho surgeon's core, but only half way. The brunette went to shoot a glare at the other woman, but it was lost as she looked down as saw blonde hair spread across her own thighs. The other woman started slow, increasing her speed as she moved in and out of Callie's folds. The brunette could feel her legs starting to cramp, and she was sure her lungs were going too soon as well as her breaths raked through her. Her hips were pounding, as the invading fingers were only reaching in so far, as her walls tried to grip them. The younger woman was not passed begging, if only her brain would form the thought to do it. Instead she whimpered, and twisted just trying to get the blonde to enter her fully.
Her feet lift of their own accord, and came to rest on Arizona's lower back, just at the moment, the blonde woman seized Callie's clit once again, before pushing her digits all the way in. The brunette just laid, mouth open in a silent cry as the assaulting fingers remained still, no longer teasing, just allowing her to become adjusted to the new sensation. With a thrust of her hips, Arizona lost all gentleness or teasing, and pummelling in and out of Callie's heated center. Both women soon fell into a rhythm, which was fast and shallow, though the brunette's hips seemed to want to find a new beat. Callie's panting had even lost its pattern, as she tried to pull oxygen in, feeling the burn in her muscles. Scream and cries were frequent, and the brunette had no control over frequency or volume, as that tongue danced, flicked and played with her sensitive nub.
She could feel it. Arizona's movements were becoming more difficult, the heated sensation and the feelings of explosion were intensifying. She was going to pop any second she could feel it. Her body quivered and shook beyond control as Arizona's mouth explored every inch of her heated core. Her lower half tilted and turned, hoping to gain just the right amount of pressure and contact. Just enough to be able to let go. Callie let out an animalistic scream. It was pure and unadulterated pleasure. The brunette's hand moved instinctively, to the back of the blonde head, keeping her in place as Arizona's hand pounded in and out, and her tongue snaked its way around and under the raised hood. Callie's hips were thrusting upwards, still milking the last of her orgasm, as Arizona slowly stopped her hand movements, gently swirling a senseless pattern with her tongue, allowing Callie to come down slowly.
The Latina's legs trembled at the gentle kiss placed on her inner thigh. Her eyes had slammed shut at one point, and she didn't need to open them to feel the trail of small kisses on her skin. A swirl of the older woman's tongue to her nipple made her shudder. Arizona's lips placed a kiss on her collarbone, as the fair surgeon's knee was pushed into Callie's core, while pushing Arizona's still underwear clad center into the own thigh, sending small tingles throughout her body. A protective arm grabbed itself around her middle, while Arizona's place her head on the tall woman's shoulder. "You okay?" the PEDs surgeon asked, and without looking at her, Callie knew she had a smug expression on her face. The Latina managed an "hmmm", before lazily moving her arm to rest on the nearest part of Arizona she could. Her lower back. Another kiss, much sweeter than all the others was placed on Callie's jugular, causing the younger woman to smile. Both women lay in this embrace for several minutes, regaining the power of cognition and the ability to breathe more calmly.
A very loud growl sounded from the petite woman's stomach causing the woman with her head on Callie's shoulder, groan and hide in the nook of her neck. The brunette just laughed out loud, "When did you last eat?" she asked, knowing it was probably on the plane. She felt the blonde chuckling into her flesh, and couldn't help but roll her eyes, with a deep sigh. "Arizona", the ortho surgeon warned, which only caused the blonde in her arms to giggle even louder. As hard as she tried, the Latina just chuckled back, as Arizona dislodged herself from their tangle of arms and legs, and crawl of the bed and walk into the other room.
"What are you doing?" Callie called into the other room, as she could hear the blonde moving around. "Getting the take-out menus", the smaller woman called back, though the end of the sentence was much louder, as a half naked Arizona Robbins appeared at their door way. There the blonde stood in just baby blue underwear. As the Latina's eyes racked over her form, she grabbed the several menus which the other woman had thrown at her. Looking down she saw the "Zeeks" menu wasn't among them. She wouldn't push it, and understood Arizona's feelings towards that place, but she did miss getting take out from there. "Hmmm pizza", the brunette said, noting that all the menus were in fact pizza places. "Yeah there's beer in the fridge too" the woman who had disappeared out of sight at the bottom on the bed said. That was very true, there was beer in the fridge, Callie had bought it earlier, but how had Arizona known?
"Oh no", the PEDs surgeon said, still out of sight, sounding slightly worried. "What?" the brunette asked apprehensively. A few "hmms" and "ahhs" later, the blonde head appeared several inches above the bottom of the bed, now looking worried. "What?" Callie asked again, more forcefully this time. "Please don't shout at me", Arizona said a hint of pleading in her voice. What the hell had she done to make her that worried? "Okay…" the ortho surgeon supplied hesitantly. Coming up into a standing position, once again, displaying the top half of her partially nude form, Arizona pulled from the floor, Callie's red dress. Confused, the brunette narrowed her eyes, which caused the fair surgeon to alter the dress in her hands. The older woman was holding the dress in one hand, and a half disconnected short sleeve in the other, and looking rather terrified. Fighting back the urge to laugh or show any sign of amusement, Callie just stared back open mouthed. "You broke my dress", the Latina said in what she hoped was a sincere and honest shocked voice.
"I'm so sorry Calliope" the older surgeon slightly whined, but sounded completely heartfelt. The woman, who owned the dress, shifted onto her knees and moved forward slightly, and felt the other woman flinch slightly. Taking hold of the half attached sleeve while, Arizona clung to the dress as if it was her lifeline, Callie undid the very small clasp just below the armpit, but to one side of the zip. The Latina watched in slow motion as the dress clasped in the blonde's hands, fell slightly and the look of dawning appeared on that beautiful face. "The sleeves are detachable", Callie said finally allowed to show her amusement at the situation and the look of disbelief on the other woman's face. "You…you made me believe I'd broke it", Arizona said, throwing the now one armed dress straight at her.
The Latina tried to gage by the look on the other woman's face if she was being serious or not by the scowl that was being aimed right at her. She laughed she couldn't help it, and the scowl only deepened. Leaning forward as she fought back her grin, the brunette took the fair skinned hands in her own, pulling the woman towards her. "Sorry, but you looked so cute", Callie reasoned to the woman who was now displaying a five year old like pet lip. "You made me think I'd ripped your dress", Arizona whispered down at her, as Callie's hands came to rest on her slender waist. "Yeah because you pretty much ripped it from me", the Latina had highly amused. The blonde woman's mouth fell open in a humoured laugh, "You can't blame me, when you are the one who looked so hot". Callie knew instantly, a blush had risen to her cheeks. Even after all these years, Arizona could still make her blush. The Latina just laughed, taking a firmer grip of the slender hips, which belonged to the woman who was wrapping her arms around Callie's neck fetching her, dangerously close again. Callie smiled a huge grin as saw the small silver ring, glistening at her, she said, "You're the one couldn't wait a few seconds for me to help you, and just ripped it off me. I'm not to blame here; it's all your fault".