A/N: Total and complete smut warning. If it's not your thing, you may want to skip this chapter.
Seeing that Callie was quite occupied with their family, friends, and other well-wishers, Arizona saw this as her opportunity to ensure everything was set for the surprise she had planned for her wife. When she'd told her earlier they'd have their own private celebration, while she knew Callie had taken it as a flirtatious off-handed comment, she had an elaborate plan in place which entailed more than just this one night. Pulling Addie aside, she asked, "Were you able to find the other suitcase I asked you to bring?" The redhead nodded and explained, "I gave it to the concierge and requested that he take it to your room. Why didn't you just bring it with you?" The blonde smiled and explained, "Callie doesn't know we are staying yet. It's a surprise babymoon." At Addison's blank stare, Arizona huffed and explained, "We've wanted to take some alone time before the babies were born, but we were hesitant because, well…last time didn't turn out so well. I figured since we are already here, this would be the perfect opportunity to do that, especially considering Wednesday is Valentine's Day and it will be our first since we got back together." Addison nodded in understanding, then as the blonde's words sank in, she groaned, "Please don't tell me I smuggled a suitcase full of sex toys and dirty lingerie all the way out here for you." Arizona flashed her dimples, shrugged, and chirped, "Okay, I won't." She then walked away, giggling at her friend's grumbled, "It's always the innocent looking ones who are the biggest perverts."
With one concern out of the way, Arizona ducked out of the ballroom, went to the reception desk to ensure her request was fulfilled, asked that they start the final preparation, then snuck back into the party unnoticed. Grateful to see the crowd was thinning out and Callie had once again taken her seat and was now talking to Meredith, Arizona decided to take just a moment to stay in the shadows and admire her wife from a distance. This stunningly miraculous version of her Calliope in her perfectly tailored suit, proudly projecting not only the surgeon, but also the person she had become, holding what could only be compared to a Tony Award in the medical community, beaming her drop-dead gorgeous, million dollar smile, had every nerve in Arizona's body standing on end and awoke the need to take her wife in any way she could and fuck her senseless.
In that exact moment, the only thought running through the blonde's mind was the short distance between them and the door and how quickly she could have her wife naked and laid out in front of her and decided it was time to begin their own private celebration. Arizona sidled up behind her wife, placed her hands on her shoulders, looked up at the other blonde and sweetly asked, "Do you mind if I steal my wife for a few minutes Grey?" Catching the knowing glint in slate-blue eyes, realizing she wasn't being nearly as discreet as she thought she was, she winked, then waited for Callie to turn around and look at her. Just thinking of the surprise she had in store for her wife tonight; Arizona caught her lip between her teeth and took more than a little pleasure at the instant recognition of her intent and the brief hint of trepidation she saw flash in darkening mocha colored eyes. Taking Callie's hand, the couple started toward the door, ignoring their friend's laughter.
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Though she knew it may be inconsiderate to leave the party which was essentially thrown in her honor, Callie couldn't find it within herself to feel a bit bad about it. The voracious look in Arizona's eyes, the way she was possessively grasping her hand as she nearly dragged her through the room, felt almost primal, caveman like, and her entire body vibrated in anticipation. Each step they took closer to the door became slightly more uncomfortable as Callie felt the arousal, which was pooling at her center, trickle down her inner thighs. The brunette had no idea what had come over her wife, but she was well aware that she clearly intended to take control and a shiver ran down her spine at the thought of dominant Arizona coming out to play. Sighing in relief when they finally reached the doors, happy no one else stopped to talk to them, Callie felt Arizona's thumb start to circle the sensitive part of her palm; a sure sign that the foreplay, the delicious torture, had begun and briefly wondered if her earlier prediction was correct and she'd be lucky to make it to their room fully clothed.
As soon as they stepped onto the thankfully empty elevator and the doors closed, Arizona grabbed Callie by the lapels, walked her backward until her back was pressed against the wall, slowly started unbuttoning her vest and asked, "Are you ready to start our private celebration Calliope?" Wrapping her arms around Arizona's waist, taking care not to jab her with her award, Callie arched her sexy brow and replied, "More than ready. I do believe I promised you were definitely getting laid tonight." Arizona leaned forward, nibbled on Callie's ear, and whispered, "Hmm slight change in plans there." As she made a trail of soft wet kisses down Callie's neck while simultaneously untying her bow tie, the blonde explained, "YOU will be the one getting laid…fucked actually." Shivering in anticipation, Callie groaned and let her head fall back against the cool steel wall as she felt the top buttons of her shirt loosen and Arizona bit down on her throbbing pulse point and began to suck ferociously, clearly marking her territory and claiming her role as the dominant one.
Pulling back to study her handywork, Arizona was pleased to see the bright red mark on otherwise flawless tan skin, looked up into heavy lidded dark chocolate eyes swirling with desire, slid one hand up Callie's chest, around the back of her neck, leaned in and sucked her plump bottom lip between her teeth, bit down just a little harder than she intended, causing Callie to let out a soft cry, then soothed the sting with a swipe of her tongue. Arizona let out a soft whimper when Callie's tongue slid against her own, then sucked it into her own mouth and greedily took what she wanted. Moaning in delight, Callie eagerly allowed her wife to take control of the kiss, leaving her helpless to do anything but enjoy being devoured by this extremely sexy woman.
Needing to feel more of that warm caramel skin, to tease, to tempt, Arizona deftly unfastened Callie's shirt until she reached the waist band of her pants and slid both hands up her bare torso. Callie groaned when soft warm hands traced the contours of her abdomen and slowly slid upward until her needy breasts were cupped from below and Arizona's thumbs made wide circles around her sensitive nipples, already puckered, begging for further stimulation. Growling in frustration, she tried to spur her wife on by sliding her hand down her back, grasping her ass and pulling her closer. She swallowed the slight whimper when her wish was granted and both nipples were pinched and rolled between small deft fingers, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.
Faintly hearing the ding of the elevator, indicating they had reached their floor, without breaking the kiss or untangling themselves from one another, the two women tumbled out the door and blindly moved in the direction of their room, neither caring who saw them at this point. Miraculously they made it to the end of the hall and Callie once again found her back pressed against a hard surface. She whimpered when one of Arizona's hands disappeared from her chest and their kiss was broken long enough for the blonde to gasp, "Key." Callie sucked on her kiss swollen bottom lip and mumbled, "Jacket pocket," then felt Arizona's hand move around her hip to collect the coveted item which would allow them into their room and give them complete privacy to continue to devour one another.
After swiping the key card, Arizona turned the handle and Callie carefully walked them backward into the room, their kisses becoming more demanding, sloppy, and oh so tantalizing. Tossing the card onto the floor, Arizona started tugging at Callie's shirt to free it from the waistband of her pants. Stepping closer into the warm toned body, she slid both hands up Callie's abdomen, over her breasts, tucked them under the slick fabric of her shirt, and pushed all three barriers, shirt, vest, and jacket off at the same time. Callie easily slipped her left arm from her sleeves, never breaking the kiss, then both women growled in disappointment when the right arm wasn't released as easily.
Pulling apart, panting heavily, sucking in much needed air, they each looked down and neither could contain their smiles as they noticed the hindrance came in the form of a small glass trophy still gripped tightly in Callie's hand. Carefully taking the treasured award into her hands so Callie could continue to remove her clothes, Arizona's gaze was torn between admiring the name emblazoned across the front of it and the pure magnificence of the woman standing before her. After removing her shirt, vest, and jacket and tossing it behind her, hearing it land with a thud, Callie watched while dazzling blue eyes filled with pride and awe, continuously glanced between herself and the award and her heart was nearly bursting with love as she realized her wife treasured this award just as much, was just as proud as she would be if she'd won it herself. Seeing a pale hand trace the letters of her name etched in the glass, Callie moved behind her, hovered over her, wrapped herself completely around her, joined their fingers and whispered, "I couldn't have done that without you, this award is yours just as much as it is mine."
Feeling the tears spring to her eyes, Arizona shook her head, turned in her wife's arms, looked her in the eye and sincerely offered, "But you did Calliope. I may have been your motivation, but you did all of this on your own, the only thing that I did was come to my senses and finally accept this amazing gift and encourage you to share your talent and genius with others." Seeing Callie shake her head in disagreement and open her mouth as if she were about to argue, Arizona lifted her hand to caress Callie's cheek and expounded on the sentiment she shared with Richard earlier, "If I wouldn't have come here, if I wouldn't have found this leg, if I wouldn't have recognized that you lost just as much as I did and needed to do this for your own healing, I know for certain you never would have revealed it. You never would have shared your gift and your talent with the world, with amputees who deserve it just as much as I do and that's a guilt I carry with me constantly." She held up the award so Callie could see it and firmly declared, "This, Calliope Robbins-Torres, this is all you and I am so exceptionally proud of you and more grateful than you will ever know, that you never gave up on me." Knowing there was no point in arguing with her wife, recognizing the truth in her words, that she had no intention of introducing that leg until she had Arizona's approval, Callie leaned down to brush their lips together and continue their celebration when a flicker of light from across the room caught her attention.
Arizona watched as Callie's focus shifted and she saw the gorgeous mega-watt smile she loved so much bloom across kiss swollen lips, as nearly black eyes full of need, scanned the room. Arizona realized she was so consumed with love and lust that in just a matter of minutes, she'd forgotten about planning to surprise Callie. Expecting to see the clutter of gift baskets and flower arrangements that covered the tables, countertops, and every other flat surface in the room, as had been the case when they left, Callie was surprised to see only a few choice bouquets were left behind, surrounded by several candles of various shapes and sizes scattered around the suite, blending the sweet scent of the flowers with the more earthy tone of sandalwood, creating a rather exotic, albeit extremely romantic aura about the room. In the center of the now empty mahogany table sat a freshly chilled bottle of champaign and three dishes covered with shiny silver cloches. Suddenly feeling overwhelmed with emotions, Callie felt the tears sting the backs of her eyes and her voice trembled as she asked, "What is all this?" Still holding the award in her hand, Arizona looked down at her wife's name, smiled proudly, and explained, "I knew you would win and I wanted every second of this night to be memorable for you."
Touched beyond belief by how much faith her wife had in her, Callie took the glass trophy from small pale hands, placed it on the end table which was sitting by the door where they still stood, then pulled Arizona into her arms and whispered, "Being with you, having my wife by my side, supporting me, defending me, believing in me, and loving me is what has made this day one of the most memorable and special days of my life." Lifting her hand, Callie caressed Arizona's face, tilted her head, and leaned forward to connect their lips in a long, slow, sensuous kiss. When the kiss came to its natural end, Arizona pulled back and just stared at the gorgeous creature in front of her and whispered, "You are absolutely the most beautiful person in this world Calliope, both inside and out."
Admiring how the flickering candles cast dark shadows over Callie's exquisitely sculpted face, Arizona lifted her hand, and using one finger, traced her perfectly manicured eyebrow, then the curve of her almond shaped eyes, watched as they fluttered closed, and continued her trek across high cheek bones, down her strong jawline, underneath her sharp angled chin, until she could no longer resist and slid her finger upward to outline kiss swollen and slightly bruised lips, before running it across her wife's plump bottom lip which, in her mind, was just begging to be nibbled and sucked. As she leaned in to do just that, she gasped in surprise when the gorgeous set of lips parted slightly and a warm moist tongue darted out, curled around her finger, and sucked it inside, causing tiny bumps to form along her skin and a gush of arousal to pool in her already ruined panties.
Keeping her eyes closed, Callie relished the time and attention Arizona was giving her. She knew she wasn't prolonging the inevitable to tease, but to admire, to worship, and it made her feel loved, cherished, and desired. Though one might be embarrassed or self-conscious under such scrutiny, she was certain if she opened her eyes, she would see nothing but adoration and reverence in the blue eyes staring back at her. Arizona had always told her she found her miraculously stunning and in this moment, she knew her wife was studying her face as she would a piece of art. When one lone finger traced the outline of her mouth, then caressed her bottom lip, which was hungry for more of her wife's amazingly sensual kisses, Callie darted her tongue out to lick her lips, came in contact with the lone digit, and wasted no time sucking it into her mouth, an act which highly aroused both of them.
Whimpering when the small, sweet tasting finger was pulled out with a pop, Callie only hummed in satisfaction when the slick finger was replaced by moist pink lips and an extremely talented tongue darting into her mouth, teasing and tangling with her own. Arizona was nearly undone by the simple act of Callie sucking on her finger, swirling her tongue around it, reminding her exactly what she could do with that tongue, and though she wanted just that, for both of them to be naked and pleasuring one another, she also wanted this night to be all about Callie; one she would remember as being special in every way possible. Replacing her finger with her lips, she took control once again and allowed her hands to wander over Callie's toned body, enjoying the feel of her rippling muscles beneath her fingertips. She shivered as Callie's hands also began to roam her own body, gliding up and down her thighs, then smoothly veering around her hips to grope and caress her ass. Sliding her fingers up Callie's arms, they slowly started swaying their hips, dancing to the music only the two of them could hear, neither in a hurry now to get to where they both knew they were headed.
Moving her hands up over Callie's shoulders, lightly scratching the warm skin of her shoulder blades and down her back, slightly bringing her hands forward, Arizona slowly traced each bone of her ribcage until she reached the hem of her sexy lace sports bra, unfastened the front clasps, and pushed the last remaining barrier, which was keeping her from her wife's magnificent breasts, off her shoulders and onto the floor. Looking at the two full mounds before her, nipples firm and taut in the center of large mocha colored areolae, begging for her attention, Arizona debated which breast to tend to first, ran her hands up and down Callie's sides again, only stopping when she reached the outer curve, made her decision, and pushed the two glorious globes together, taking both nipples into her mouth at the same time, circling her tongue in a figure eight around them before biting down lightly, causing Callie to grab the back of her head and cry out, "Fuck Arizona! Yes…more."
Callie tossed her head back, closed her eyes, and focused on the sharp teeth nipping at just the tips of each nipple, causing the perfect amount of pleasurable pain, the warm soothing tongue that quickly followed, and the small pale hands, squeezing and groping the tops and sides of her breasts while firm thumbs teased the soft, overly sensitive skin just underneath the curve of her full mounds. The barrage of sensation was exquisite and sent pleasure coursing through her body, blocking all thoughts of anything but the delicious things her wife's mouth and hands were doing to her body in that moment. Callie clutched a fistful of hair and pulled her wife closer still, never wanting her to stop what she was doing in that moment. While she was well aware of the fact that Arizona could bring her to orgasm with nipple stimulation alone, she was still stunned when she felt the tingling in her toes, which quickly traveled up her body, causing each limb to stiffen and jerk, her stomach to roll and clench with the all too familiar feeling of her impending orgasm, and she let out a high pitched wail as her climax hit her out of nowhere and nearly knocked her off her feet.
Caught up in a fog of euphoria, seeing nothing but the flickering candles behind her eyelids, convinced several pieces of her soul were floating around the room, Callie vaguely registered the fact that she was being moved, felt the cool surface on her bare back, then felt nothing at all except the pleasure which still rippled through her body, causing a lazy satisfied smile to settle on her lips before everything went dark. Arizona stood at the end of the large dining table staring down at her wife's half naked body sprawled out in front of her, trying to get herself under control. She knew she was just seconds away from her own climax when Callie cried out and nearly collapsed on top of her. Though it was no easy task in the painful medium length heels, formfitting dress, and the added weight of three babies, Arizona was able to guide a conscious, but totally unaware Callie, exactly where she wanted her. While she knew she could have just as easily plopped her on the sofa, where she was now, was much better and far more manageable for her, given what she had planned. It was also a hell of a lot easier to carry out her plan than she thought it would be. Checking Callie's pulse and breathing, Arizona rearranged a couple of items in the room, then snuck off into the bedroom to change into the surprise she'd purchased for her wife and to prepare for the next phase of their celebration.
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Slowly regaining consciousness, Callie moaned when she felt the hard flat surface beneath her and started to sit up when she realized she couldn't lift her hands, not far at least. Managing to open her eyes, she was grateful for the dim lighting of the candles and as she turned her head to gather her bearings, figure out exactly what was going on, she found herself staring at the crystal clear glass statue, and her eyes immediately zeroed in on the engraved name, 'Dr. Calliope 'Cal' Robbins-Torres'. She felt her heart fill with pride and though she'd briefly wondered why it was there, she understood that this was the first thing her wife wanted her to see when she opened her eyes. She wanted her to know it was real, it was hers, and it was deserved. Looking for the next glorious vision she wanted to lay her eyes on, Callie lifted her head in search of her wife, and it fully hit her that she was spread out on the table in all her naked glory, her arms bent above her head, her pants and underwear were in a heap on the floor, her lower legs were hanging from the edge, and giving a light tug, it seemed that all of her limbs were firmly secured to the legs of the table by some sort of soft fabric. Aside from wondering exactly how long she'd been out, Callie was confident that this wasn't a spur of the moment decision and her wife had this, or some version of it, planned all along.
She dropped her head back onto the hard surface, wincing at the slight ache and her earlier thoughts of Arizona's feral and primal behavior resurfaced and she realized she had indeed been hunted like prey and was cunningly and unwittingly lured right into the sneaky blonde's trap, and ironically, was now spread out on the table like a feast. That thought alone made her thighs quiver and she could feel the fresh juices leaking from her core. Thinking of the last time she awoke in such a precarious position after a mind-blowing orgasm, which happened to be their wedding night, Callie realized that while the next unknown amount of time would be delectably torturous, it wouldn't at all be unpleasant. Just thinking about what her wife may have in mind, sent a jolt of electricity coursing through her body, causing tiny goosebumps to appear across her still overheated skin, and her overly stimulated nipples to stand at attention.
"Are you cold Calliope?" Callie smirked at the confident bordering on cocky tone in Arizona's voice, turned her head to answer her and nearly swallowed her tongue at the sight before her, provoking a sound which could only be described as a combination of a growl and a whimper. Feeling her mouth go dry, Callie was convinced that any moisture she had left in her body all pooled at her center and her clit throbbed with need as she took in her wife's appearance. Arizona stood before her in a royal blue lace negligee which dipped low on top to reveal her ample cleavage, parted in the center, just above the swell of her stomach, showing off the stretched alabaster skin, and revealed a pair of see-through lace panties which left nothing to the imagination. The candlelight dancing behind her accentuated all of her beautiful curves and made her look erotic and goddess like. It also drove Callie absolutely insane with the need to touch, to taste, and to take. Fighting against her restraints to sit up, to free herself so she could feel all of that alabaster skin against her own, Callie groaned when she found her shackles weren't budging and growled out, "Arizona, I need to touch you."
Noticing how quickly Callie's eyes turned from milk chocolate to dark onyx at just the sight of her, Arizona had never felt more sexy, more desired, and based upon the wild look in Callie's eyes and the hungry expression on her face, she was also just a little relieved that she was restrained. Tonight was about Callie and meeting her needs. While they'd had a healthy and extremely active sex-life throughout her pregnancy, and her wife never once complained, the further along she got, the more difficult it became for her to please her wife in the manner she deserved and she intended to do just that tonight for as long as Callie could bare it.
Taking just a moment to enjoy the sight of this resplendent person splayed out before her, Arizona allowed her eyes to wander the length of Callie's miraculous body. She started with strong toned arms which were bent above her head, muscles rippling as they fought against the restraints. Then her eyes traveled lower to the soft tuft of coal black hair, slightly mussed from their earlier activities, and appeared to take on a dark blue tint from the light of the candles scattered around the room and the moonlight shining through the floor to ceiling windows. Lowering her gaze further, she noticed the smooth flawless skin of that gorgeous face was dotted with beads of sweat, onyx eyes stared at her intently, almost in challenge, the nostrils at the end of her perfect button nose flaring with each labored breath, the strong jaw clenching so tightly it caused the veins in her neck to pop, and Arizona's breath hitched at the sheer intensity of it. Continuing her visual trek, her gaze landed on high full breasts which were quivering from the roiling of Callie's abdominal muscles, large rich mocha areolae were peppered with small raised bumps, and proudly displaying tight puckered nipples so dark they almost looked painful. Arizona moaned when her eyes locked on the thin patch of short dark curls directing her to the apex of her wife's trembling thighs which was glistening with moisture, begging her to bend down and lap up the rich creamy arousal she knew was flowing like sap from a tree at this point.
Unable to lie still and withstand her wife's predatory perusal of her body, Callie husked out, "Arizona." That one word, her name, spoken in a tone filled with so much need, broke the blonde from her thoughts and spurred her into action. Looking Callie in the eyes, both of them slightly startled, but more so excited by the savage desire reflecting back at them, Arizona leaned down, lapped up the trickle of sweat that was trailing down Callie's taut neck, nibbled and sucked on her pulse point, deepening the bruise that was already forming from her earlier ministrations, then stood up and seemingly picking up where she'd left off earlier, and commented, "Hmm not cold at all. Maybe you're a little thirsty." Leaning forward, over the top of Callie's body, she deliberately brushed her lace clad breasts against Callie's bare, overly sensitive nipples, and pulled the chilled champagne from the bucket. She watched as the cold droplets of water dripped on Callie's abdomen, taking just a little too much pleasure in the hiss that emanated from her wife's lips, reminiscent of oil hitting the bottom of a hot pan. Glancing down, Arizona sweetly asked, "Is that what you need Calliope? Are you thirsty?"
Without waiting for a response, Arizona held the bottle directly over Callie's breasts and released the cork with a pop. She watched in fascination as the excess bubbles overflowed onto her wife's pert breasts, rolled down her stomach, pooled in her navel, then trailed lower into the creases of her thighs, and obviously into her sex as her entire body arched off the table, and she cried out, "Jesus fuck ARRRIIIZZZZONNNNAAA!" and began to tremble and jerk as she moaned in pleasure at the unexpected but oh so sweet release. Callie knew by the gleam in cerulean blue eyes what her wife was planning and while she tried to prepare herself for the chilled alcohol to spray across her overheated body, neither of them anticipated the effects the golden colored fizzy wine would have on her as it flowed into her as of yet untouched core, which was throbbing with need, begging for attention. As soon as the cold carbonated bubbles hit her swollen aching clit, Callie shattered into a million pieces.
Coming down from her high, when she no longer saw two of her wife, Callie licked her parched lips, cleared her throat and croaked out, "Can I have that drink now?" Arizona tilted her head as if pondering the request, smiled sweetly, and replied, "Maybe I should taste it first, you know, just to make sure it's good enough quality for a Catherine Fox Award winner." Callie narrowed her eyes, knowing Arizona didn't intend to drink any of the alcohol, and could do nothing but watch as her wife reached behind her, gathered her long blonde hair in one hand, then bent down over her body and proceeded to lick the tiny droplets of champagne from her body. She jumped when a warm tongue darted out and lapped at first one nipple, then the next, and plump pink lips closed around her breast, sucked lightly, and she could feel Arizona's soft hum of approval radiate throughout her body, causing it to come to life once again. As her nerves began to thrum with arousal, Callie closed her eyes when Arizona proceeded to lick and suck between the valley of her breasts and down her abdomen. She involuntarily jumped when that warm slick tongue dipped into her navel and slurped out the fizzy liquid as if it were her own personal shot glass. The lower Arizona moved, the closer she got to her sex, the more aroused Callie became. She'd longed to feel her wife's tongue on her, and her body trembled at just the thought.
When Arizona reached Callie's lower abdomen, she could smell her unique spicy scent combined with the fruity aroma of the alcohol and knew if she ventured further, she wouldn't be able to stop. It felt as if it had been years since she'd properly tasted her wife. The brief amount of time she was able to lie on her back while Callie hovered over her wasn't nearly long enough. She'd fully intended to give her wife what they both so desperately wanted, but not just yet. She licked the width of Callie's abdomen, just above her pubic bone, the crease of both thighs which were quivering with need, then slowly lifted her head, stood up straight, licked her lips, and almost felt sorry for her wife who looked as if she wanted to cry. Moving back to the head of the table, she whispered, "Hmm, it's a little salty, but you look like you need a drink." Smirking, she lifted the bottle of champagne to her own lips, took in a small drink, then leaned over her wife, connected her lips to the slightly open red lips, and slowly released the fruity bubbly liquid, quickly gliding their tongues against one another before pulling back.
Callie's eyes rolled back at the erotic gesture and she dropped her head, certain this was how she was going to die. After swallowing the sweet champagne, Callie realized she'd had two orgasms and had yet to properly kiss her wife. Looking up at Arizona pleadingly, she asked, "May I have a real kiss please?" Arizona brushed short damp curls from her smooth clammy forehead, smiled softly, and happily obliged. Leaning over the table, she braced one arm on either side of Callie's head, brushed their lips together sweetly, tilted her head to change direction, touched them together again, then gladly welcomed her wife's roaming tongue into her mouth, moaning at the sweet taste of the champagne and the flavor that was uniquely Callie.
When the kiss came to its natural end, Arizona rested her forehead on Callie's and whispered, "Hi." Callie chuckled lightly and returned, "Well hello there." Tilting her chin up for another kiss, she was pleased when her silent request was granted, then murmured, "So, Mrs. Robbins-Torres, do you care to explain what this is all about?" Before answering, Arizona reached behind Callie's head, helped her sit up, lifted the bottle of champagne to her parched lips, allowing her to take a proper drink, then set the bottle back in the bucket. Leaning her hip against the side of the table, she trailed her finger between the valley of Callie's breasts, shrugged and revealed, "Just another one of my fantasies." Callie arched her sexy brow and asked, "To tie me to a table like a piece of meat?" Arizona giggled, shook her head, murmured, "Hmmm, that's just and added bonus," bent down and started leaving a trail of soft wet kisses up her neck, over her jawline, nipped at her earlobe, and whispered, "To have a Catherine Fox Award winner at my mercy." She sucked on the soft sensitive spot behind her ear and added, "To know that the most celebrated surgeon in the medical field is all mine and I can do anything I please." Callie hummed in delight as Arizona continued to lick, suck, and nibble her way down her chest, and moaned out, "Mmm is that so?" Arizona slowly made her way to the other end of the table, tending to Callie's body with her mouth and hands, nipped at the flesh just above her hip, and purred, "That's exactly so Dr. Robbins-Torres."
Finally reaching the other end of the table, looking directly into Callie's quivering sex, Arizona bent down, picked up the small black bag off the floor, placed it on the table next to Callie's thigh, and added, "Aside from that, I haven't properly fucked my wife the way I've wanted to, the way you deserve in quite some time, so I figured, two birds, one stone." Callie started to laugh until she lifted her head to see what Arizona was doing and noticed the all too familiar black bag which contained all of their toys, many they hadn't used since Arizona started showing and knew she was in for one hell of a long and amazing night. Though she wondered how the bag ended up here since she knew she didn't pack it, nor had she seen it since they arrived in Boston, Callie decided that was a question for another time when Arizona bent down and without warning, licked the length of her sex from clit to core and back again evoking a long, loud animalistic moan.
The minute Arizona tasted the spicy-sweet creamy juices trickling from Callie's sex, she was lost and decided to slightly alter her meticulous plan of teasing her wife mercilessly. It had been far too long since she had Callie open before her like this and she'd underestimated exactly how much she missed her taste, her scent, even the sight of her throbbing core, and swollen bundle of nerves. She proceeded to lick and circle Callie's pulsating opening until even that wasn't enough. Regretfully standing up, she smiled at her wife's cry of protest and soothed, "Oh baby, I am far from done with you." Callie sighed in relief, not recognizing until that moment how much she'd missed her wife's mouth and tongue on her.
Bending down, Arizona untied each of Callie's legs, lifted them up so her feet were flat on the table, still spread wide open for her and quietly commanded, "Scoot down for me baby." Realizing what Arizona intended to do, which was one of her favorite positions, Callie's body thrummed with excitement and anticipation as she shimmied down the table as far as the restraints on her arms would comfortably allow. She watched as her wife pulled up a nearby chair, settled herself between her legs, wrapped her small hands around her thighs, and jumped when she felt the warm tense muscle lap at her needy clit. Dropping her head back, Callie cried out in delight as Arizona licked and sucked at her clit relentlessly until her hips were bucking and her head was rolling from side to side as she tried to fight back her orgasm. She was in absolute heaven and didn't want the feeling to end.
Knowing Callie's body the way she did, Arizona could tell she was close and she was fighting it. Though she would happily give her wife as many orgasms as she could take, Arizona decided if Callie wanted to prolong it, who was she to argue. Slowing her pace, she lightly flicked at the swollen nub with barely there touches, then avoided it all together, making slow lazy circles around it until she felt Callie's body relax slightly and decided to move her focus from her sensitive bud to her pulsating core, where her creamy arousal was steadily flowing in preparation for her climax which they each refused to allow. Poking her tongue out, Arizona lapped up the juices produced just for her, savored them on her tongue, and hummed in delight as they trickled down her throat. Leaning forward, she lifted both of Callie's legs over her shoulders, laid one arm across her lower abdomen and rested the other hand just above her pelvic bone, softly scraping her fingernails through the short curls. Lowering her head once again, she slowly circled the opening of Callie's sex with her tongue, counted five rotations in her head, dipped just the tip of her tongue inside, pulled it out, sucked lightly to gather the fresh arousal, then started the pattern all over again, while gently massaging her pelvic bone with the lower part of her hand, just above and outside her clit and g-spot, knowing the dual stimulation would drive Callie crazy.
Callie was indeed going out of her mind, with need, lust, desire and pleasure…God such undeniable pleasure. Her entire body was trembling to the point that her muscles ached, her skin felt as if it were on fire from the overstimulation of her nerves, her heart was pounding out of her chest, and she was stuck in between feeling too much and not enough, wanting more but knowing it would be her undoing. Her neck was stiff from lifting her head so she could watch her wife, so she could see what Arizona was doing to her and the sight alone, the vision of blonde hair bobbing up and down between her legs while her wife was performing an act which was so carnal and raw, made her stomach tighten and she could feel her climax building once again. Her hips bucked at the exquisite torture and she growled, "FUCK! I'm close…so close baby, keep going." She'd fought it before, but now she needed it, she needed to feel the euphoria only Arizona could give her. As her vision became blurry and the orange glow of the flickering candles became a rainbow of colors, Callie dropped her head back on the table and gave herself up to the divine pleasure.
Arizona was in her own state of euphoria, she loved fucking Callie with her mouth, her tongue, her hands, hell…she just loved fucking Callie. She savored every drop of the sweet nectar which seeped from her wife's core and with each lick, each flick of her tongue, her own arousal was heightened and her panties were soaked just from the pleasure she got from pleasing her wife. She knew, without Callie's verbal warning, that she was close, they were both close but she felt insatiable, famished for the taste of her wife. Having moved on to licking the length of her sex, circling her clit, returning to her core, Arizona could feel Callie's stomach muscles contracting, her heels digging into her back, her thighs jerking around her head and not wanting to risk causing her any discomfort, she lightly sucked on her clit before moving back down to her core, thrust her tongue into her tight pulsating channel, feeling the walls clench around it, drawing it in further, and proceeded to thrust in and out as hard and fast as she could until strong quivering thighs closed in around her, Callie's entire lower half arched off the table as she howled in pleasure, and without warning, her face was drenched with the proof of her wife's intense orgasm and her own climax hit her like a speeding train and she screamed into Callie's sex and collapsed onto the edge of the table.
Callie whimpered as yet another aftershock tore through her body and she was convinced she could still feel Arizona's tongue on her clit, thrusting into her core, and her sex was on fire, burning with sensation. Though she knew, somewhere in her mind that she was tied to a table, she felt as if she were floating, her body felt light and heavy at the same time, her skin was both hot and cold, sounds echoed in her ears, and everything she looked at had an ethereal glow to it. She was certain she'd either died and gone to some sex-crazed heaven or she'd just had the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced.
Taking slow deep breaths, Arizona was able to recover far quicker than Callie and as she lifted her head, she found herself staring into her wife's swollen and throbbing sex and wanted nothing more than to dive in again. Deciding to give her a little break, she gently untangled herself from Callie's long legs, evoking a small whimper from the other end of the table and couldn't contain her laughter when she looked up and saw the dazed blissed-out smile on full red lips. Realizing she needed to clean both of them up, Arizona pushed her chair back, pulled herself up, held onto the table until she was sure she could keep her balance, then walked into the small kitchen area, found some small hand towels, ran them under cool water, washed her face and chest with one, then kept the other one for Callie. Turning to the small refrigerator, she grabbed a bottle of water, drank down nearly half of it, then carried the towel and the water back to the table to release her wife from her shackles and hold her in her arms, well aware they both needed the physical connection.
Callie barely registered the fact that she was being untied until she felt soft warm kisses on both of her wrists, then felt her arms being brought down by her sides. Smiling lazily, trying to produce a lucid thought, she only managed to croak out, "Fuck was that?" Arizona chuckled, gently wiped her wife's sweat drenched face with the cool towel, bent down to kiss her forehead and murmured, "That was me needing to taste you, to fuck you with my mouth and tongue like I've been longing to do." Reaching down, Arizona helped Callie sit up and turn so her legs dangled over the side of the table. Still trying to gather her strength, Callie smiled when Arizona stepped between her legs, took her arms and wrapped them around her waist, then lifted her soft pale hand to caress her face and leaned in to brush their lips together. Humming when she tasted herself on soft pink lips, Callie snaked her tongue between them, deepened the kiss, and tried to pour all the love and emotion she was feeling in that moment into the kiss. Reluctantly breaking this kiss for some much needed oxygen, Callie rested their foreheads together and whispered, "I missed that." Arizona ran her hands up and down Callie's sweat slick back and murmured, "Me too, more than you know."
Brushing their lips together briefly, Callie pulled back, looked around the table, narrowed her eyes, and accused, "You had this planned all along." Arizona moved her hands to caress Callie's thighs, shrugged, popped her dimples, and replied, "Maybe." She poked out her lower lip and pouted, "I got distracted though and didn't fully get to implement my plan." Callie chuckled, sucked the swollen bottom lip into her mouth, released it with a pop and asked, "What exactly was your plan if it wasn't to devour me until I howled like a wild animal?" She started to move forward, cringed when her skin, sticky from sweat, champagne, and her own juices peeled from the table, and suggested hopefully, "Maybe you can explain it while we shower?" Arizona smiled, helped her stand up, and replied, "That sounds like an excellent idea. Why don't you go start the water and I'll clean up a little out here." Callie nodded in agreement then started toward the bedroom when she noticed the black bag still sitting on the table and seeing that Arizona's back was turned, glanced inside, immediately found what she wanted, quickly pulled it out and continued on her way.
When Callie entered the bedroom to go to the en suite bathroom, she noticed one of their larger suitcases sitting in the corner, narrowed her eyes in confusion, knowing damn well they didn't bring either of these bags with them and wondered what her wife was up to. Now that she wasn't blinded by desire, she had so many questions. Where did all of the gifts and baskets go? Where did the candles come from and who lit them? How did their suitcase get here? Looking down in her hand, she grinned wickedly as she realized exactly how she planned to get those answers and went into the bathroom to prepare her own little surprise.
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After securing her little secret item and turning on the shower, though she was sticky and uncomfortable, Callie didn't want to start without Arizona and decided to go see if she needed help. She'd just stepped into the bedroom when she found the blonde coming through the doorway pushing a small room-service cart containing her Catherine Fox Award, which made her mega-watt smile bloom across her face, along with what she'd assumed to be the three covered dishes which were sitting on the table earlier, and the silver ice bucket now containing two large bottles of water. Taking another long look at her wife in her sexy negligee, Callie flirted, "Now this is what I call room-service." Seeing the hungry look in darkening brown eyes, Arizona teased, "You haven't had your fill yet Calliope?"
Rounding the cart, Callie caressed Arizona's large round belly, slipped her hands under the flowy fabric to wrap around her back, bent her head to nip at a soft earlobe and whispered, "I haven't even had a taste yet." To emphasize her point, she licked a trail down Arizona's neck, traced the outline of her cleavage with her tongue, licked back up the other side, nibbled on the other earlobe and finished, "And I'm starving." Arizona shivered as wandering hands slipped beneath the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs, then swallowed thickly and let out a soft whimper when Callie leaned down, sucked on her pulse point and covered her full aching breasts with her strong tan hands, circling her nipples with her open palms. Needing to feel more of her, all of her, Callie slipped her fingers under the elastic band that served to hold up her wife's scrumptious breasts, slid it upward, and regretfully released her suction on the sleek pale neck so she could remove the offending garment, tossing it to the ground somewhere behind her.
Callie connected their lips together in a long searing kiss and pulled Arizona into her, both of them whimpering at the skin to skin contact and started walking them toward the bathroom. Once they opened the door, they were surrounded by steam and Callie took Arizona's hand, guided her into the shower, stepped in behind her, and closed the sliding door. Both women sighed as the hot spray pelted against their aching muscles and sticky skin. Leaning her head back to wet her hair, Callie smiled when she noticed Arizona was already reaching for the shampoo. Stepping out of the spray and turning them around, Callie ran her fingers through Arizona's hair to make sure it was thoroughly wet, furrowed her brow when something just occurred to her, and asked, "What happened to your little flower? It was so pretty." Massaging the shampoo into Callie's scalp, Arizona smirked and replied, "I'm pretty sure it's probably on the floor of the bathroom downstairs. Neither Addie, Maria, nor Aria made a smartass comment about it, so I'm guessing they didn't see it."
Callie chuckled, turned them again and groaned in delight as Arizona's nails scratched at her scalp to rinse out the shampoo. Once the soap was all out, she lathered Arizona's hair with shampoo and asked, "So, do you think we got this room upgrade because I won the award?" Callie watched as Arizona chewed on her bottom lip and a blush, which had nothing to do with the temperature of the water, rose up perfect alabaster skin, narrowed her eyes and asked, "What did you do?" The blonde smiled sweetly and replied, "I upgraded the room…well sort of." At the confused expression on Callie's face, Arizona turned them so she could rinse the shampoo from her hair, then sighed, "I wanted to surprise you. I know we didn't want to go out of town for that sole purpose…but I figured since we were already going to be here, we could have a little babymoon and Wednesday is Valentine's Day and it's our first one and…" Her ramble was cut off when warm soft lips covered hers in a soul-searing kiss and she was wrapped tightly in Callie's arms. When they finally pulled apart, Arizona was nearly blinded by Callie's dazzling smile and asked sheepishly, "Does that mean you're not mad?" Callie caressed her face, tucked a wet tendril of hair behind her ear and answered, "Of course I'm not mad Arizona! That's…" She shook her head, brushed their lips together softly and finished, "That's…it's, God! You never cease to amaze me. I love the idea of spending a few days alone with you and uh…" She stopped, pursed her lips, then admitted, "I didn't even know you knew what a babymoon was." Arizona threw her head back, let out a bark of laughter and responded, "I didn't until I became a fetal surgeon. So, you're okay with it?" Callie nodded then huffed, "Except for the fact that I have to cancel our dinner and hotel reservations for Wednesday, I love it."
Stepping out of the spray, they put conditioner on each other's hair at the same time and Arizona asked, "You had reservations?" Callie nodded and replied, "I did, at The Baccarat." Arizona gasped and scolded, "Calliope! You didn't say anything." The brunette chuckled, kissed her wife's nose and replied, "That's why it's called a surprise honey. You just beat me to it. I'll call tomorrow and reschedule. Now, tell me more about this babymoon." Lathering up her sponge with Callie's preferred shower gel, Arizona explained, "After Catherine told us about your nomination at the board meeting, I started developing this little idea and called her a couple of days later and asked her if I could pay the difference and upgrade the room. After explaining why, she agreed to upgrade the room, but she wouldn't allow me to pay the difference nor for the extra days. She said it would be our baby shower gift from her and Richard." Callie blinked in surprise and said, "Wow!" Arizona chuckled and agreed, "I know!"
After rinsing the conditioner from both of their hair, Callie started washing Arizona with her preferred shower gel and asked, "What about Sof?" Arizona closed her eyes and hummed at the attention that her wife was paying to her still extremely aroused body and explained, "I'd thought about asking Maria or Addie so she could still go to school, but mom asked if she could stay with them. She said they wanted to spend some time with her and let her have her own pre-babymoon since her days as an only child are numbered. I told her the final decision was up to you, but I packed clothes just in case." Callie smiled, pulled Arizona under the spray with her to rinse her off, and declared, "I think that's sweet and I'm sure a couple of days out of school won't hurt her. Besides, it saves us from buying Valentines and hiding all the treats she gets." Arizona laughed and quipped, "Yeah because my parents will give her artichoke hearts for Valentine's Day." Callie smacked her ass, causing her to squeal and muttered, "You're such a smart ass." Arizona wrapped her arms around Callie's neck and proclaimed, "You love my ass, smart or not." Callie caressed the ass in question and agreed, "Hmm that I do."
Looking up at the top ledge of the shower, Callie was reminded that she'd actually had a different tactic for getting answers from her wife and decided she still had a few questions. Needing to distract and prepare her wife for her next line of questioning, Callie bent her head, nibbled on Arizona's top lip, slipped her tongue in her mouth and deepened the kiss, loving the way she just melted into her arms. While still caressing her ass with one hand, Callie reached up, retrieved the blue strapless dildo with the other, and slowly brought the kiss to an end. Picking up her head, seeing the desire in darkening blue eyes, Callie handed Arizona the sponge and sweetly asked, "Can you wash my back before we get out?" Slightly bewildered by the request, especially after such a toe curling kiss, Arizona took the sponge, nodded, and waited for Callie to turn around. Dutifully washing Callie's back, Arizona was oblivious to what her real intentions were. Callie rolled her eyes and tried not to moan when the silicone toy slid into her throbbing center. Stepping forward to rinse her back, Callie turned her head, looked at Arizona and suggested, "Now you. Turn around."
Still confused, but doing as her wife requested, Arizona turned around and felt Callie step up behind her, still unaware of what her wife had planned. She became more baffled when Callie started washing her back but seemed to be pushing her toward the back wall of the shower. Finally having her wife in position, Callie lathered up one arm, raised it up, pressed Arizona's palm against the shower wall, and whispered, "Keep this here." She did the same with the other arm, then wrapped her arms around Arizona's stomach, slowly caressing upward until she reached her ample breasts, stepped directly behind her so she could feel the toy rub against her ass and whispered, "Now, I just have a few more question's for you Mrs. Robbins-Torres."
Once Callie placed one of her hands on the wall and whispered in her ear, Arizona realized her wife was about to exact her revenge and just the thought of it made her stomach clench with need. She'd been on edge all night and though she did have an orgasm, she had yet to be touched…anywhere. Feeling strong tan hands cover her breasts, Arizona wanted to cry out with glee, but instead whimpered softly. It wasn't until Callie stepped behind her and she felt the silicone toy bump against her ass that she realized her wife noticed the black bag. Arizona moaned in anticipation and cried out when she felt Callie reach between her legs from behind, swipe her fingers through her pulsing sex, and murmur, "Mmm you're so wet and ready for me aren't you baby?" Grinding down on Callie's fingers, Arizona let out a cry when they disappeared and nearly begged, "Calliope please." Callie laid her hand flat against Arizona's outer lips, holding it still, nibbled on her shoulder and commanded, "Use your words Arizona, do you want me to fuck you?" She then bit down, none too gently, forcing a loud cry and a pleading, "Yes! Yes, please fuck me." Callie tapped her hand against Arizona's dripping sex and explained, "Then you need to answer a few questions first." Arizona growled and dropped her head back on Callie's shoulder in defeat.
Slipping the silicone toy between unsteady pale thighs, Callie positioned it at the opening of Arizona's core and asked, "Where did all the gift baskets and other flowers go?" Arizona rolled her eyes and stammered, "In…the uh, in the other bedroom." She moaned as she felt the tip of the toy enter her tight channel and Callie's hand slid up her stomach, lightly scratching the underside of her breast. Callie smiled and asked, "Where did the candles come from? They're my favorite scent, I can't imagine the hotel had a dozen or so just lying around." Arizona groaned as Callie slowly moved the toy in and out but went no further and muttered, "I uh…God, I had them delivered earlier this week." Quite impressed with Arizona's forethought, Callie murmured, "Good girl," then slid the toy just a little further and covered her swollen breast with her hand, squeezing gently. Arizona rolled her head to the side and whimpered, "Please Calliope." Callie smirked, nipped at her earlobe evoking a squeal and ordered, "No talking unless you are answering my questions, understood?" At Arizona's nod, Callie started to remove her hand when Arizona quickly snapped, "Understood," and sighed in relief when she continued her ministrations on her breast.
Arizona was shaking with need and it took every ounce of restraint within her not to sink down onto the toy, putting her out of her misery, but she knew Callie would pull out immediately and either start all over or end her little game completely. Waiting patiently, she pushed her arms into the wall as if that would give her strength. Callie sucked on Arizona's throbbing pulse point, determined to give her wife a matching bruise and pondered her next question. Lifting her head, seeing the bright red mark, satisfied for now, she asked, "Who set up the room and moved everything around?" Dropping her head, embarrassed to admit who helped her, Arizona remained quiet until Callie husked out, "You're running out of time Arizona, 3, 2…" "Ugh my mom! I called the front desk while you were in the shower and asked them to let her in." Arizona blurted out and could feel Callie's body shake with silent laughter. She couldn't bring herself to care though as her wife's other hand came up to cup her unattended breast and the faux penis slid further inside her, making her groan in delight. Callie was certainly not expecting that answer and couldn't contain her laughter and teased, "Hmm I shouldn't have given you that one. I'm not sure I like the idea of my mother-in-law setting up her Sweet Pea's den of iniquity." Not having thought of it quite that way, Arizona growled, "Oh God!" then immediately regretted it when both nipples were pinched sharply and Callie scolded, "That wasn't a question Arizona. Only respond to the questions."
Thoroughly enjoying herself, but knowing Arizona couldn't take much more based upon how her body was trembling and the pull she felt between her legs as Arizona's walls clenched around the toy, trying to pull it further inside, Callie asked one last question, though she was certain she already knew the answer, "How did the suitcase and this handy little toy get here?" Feeling Callie begin to thrust in and out, not quite giving her what she needed, but praying the interrogation was coming to an end, Arizona admitted, "I had Addison bring it with her." Satisfied she'd gotten all of her questions answered, no longer able to keep herself under control, Callie thrust herself forward, completely filling her wife and relished the scream of sheer joy that echoed throughout the quiet room. Feeling the toy slam against her g-spot, Arizona almost came instantly and shrieked, "FUCK YES!" Letting her wife know she didn't need time to adjust, the blonde started rolling her hips and cried out once again as Callie squeezed her sensitive breasts and began thrusting into her at lightning speed, knowing it wouldn't take long at all and felt highly disappointed by that fact.
Having wanted to get her hands on her wife since…well, always, but since they'd left the ballroom, Callie pounded into her furiously, greedily, and with the sole purpose of making her climax, giving her the release she'd denied herself all evening in an effort to focus on her and please her. As Arizona's cries and moans became louder, more desperate, Callie pinched and tugged her sensitive nipples and rolled her hips until she heard the change in pitch and knew she had hit the soft spongy sweet spot that would make her wife explode. Arizona balled her hands into fists, determined to fight off her orgasm as long as she could until she felt Callie's hips roll against her ass, searching for the secret spot only she could ever find and the very second she found it, Arizona knew she was lost. The tiles in front of her seemed to shift and move, the sound of the shower echoed in her ears, and with one last hard deep thrust, she felt her body begin to stiffen and jerk, her knees…knee… felt weak and a scream unlike one she'd ever heard before built up from within, tore through her vocal chords and bounced off the walls as her climax hit with the force of a hurricane, causing her to lean fully into the wall, faintly aware of Callie's hands holding her upright.
Completely unexpecting the intensity of Arizona's orgasm, Callie jumped into protector mode the minute she felt her wife falling forward into the wall. Quickly wrapping her arms around her, just below her breasts, she carefully walked them both forward, praying neither of them slipped on the slick wet floor of the shower. Carefully sliding the toy from her wife's sex, Callie met with some resistance as her walls still clenched around it while her body came down from its high. Feeling each pulse, each tug, rub against her own core, bump her needy clit, of their own volition, Callie's hips began rolling, searching for her own release. Hearing Arizona's soft whimper, though she knew it would leave her wanting, Callie started to pull out again when Arizona's right arm snaked behind her, clutched the side of her ass, and she started rolling her hips to the same slow rhythm. Not wanting to hurt her wife, or their babies, Callie kissed the soft spot just behind Arizona's ear and asked, "Are you sure honey?" Seeing the slight nod wasn't enough, so Callie tried to still her movement until she heard the husky plea, "Make love to me Calliope."
Understanding instantly that Arizona wanted to go slow, she needed the tender, intimate, gentle, emotional connection and recognizing in that moment, she wanted…desired that as well, Callie was determine to do just that, to make love to her wife. Softly caressing Arizona's swollen stomach, slowly moving her hands upward to sooth her sensitive aching breasts, Callie began licking and kissing Arizona's neck and shoulders, while slowly rolling their hips together, and closed her eyes, reveling in her wife's soft touch as she lowered her hands and caressed her thighs and hips, pulling her closer still. Arizona sighed and basked in the contrasting gentility, allowed her head to fall back on Callie's shoulder and turned to meet waiting lips, connecting them in a long languorous kiss as they each poured all the love they felt for one another into that one simple act.
As their bodies began to thrum with passion, their rhythm sped up just slightly, and as if their souls spoke to one another, they each opened their eyes, midnight blue staring into onyx, passing silent messages of mutual trust, need, desire, loyalty, and undying, never-ending, all-consuming love. This time, as their orgasms rushed through their bodies, they didn't tear through them, shatter them into a million pieces, cause them to cry out their pleasure. Instead, it was quiet, less physical and more spiritual as they felt the explosion in their souls, another piece of them being consumed by the other, becoming further connected from within, and that is what made them tremble, cry out, not with their voices, but with their tears. An outpouring of joy and emotion that couldn't be contained.
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Hours later, after falling into bed wrapped around one another, awoken by their baser needs, the two women leaned against the pillows propped up against the headboard, talking quietly and sharing sweet kisses. Callie bit into the chocolate covered strawberry Arizona held to her lips, rolled her eyes, hummed as the sweet juices hit her tongue, and smiled when soft lips nibbled and sucked the excess chocolate from her lips. Taking the half-eaten berry from her wife's fingers, she held it to her glistening lips and offered, "You take the last bite." She groaned as Arizona's lips closed around the sweet offering and her tongue darted out to lick the slowly melting chocolate off her fingertips. Waiting for her to swallow, Callie leaned in, stole a quick kiss, and murmured, "That was delicious, all of it, thank you." Arizona caressed her face and replied, "You're very welcome. I'm glad you at least got to enjoy it, even if it was several hours later." Callie took the empty plate which once held several chocolate covered strawberries, leaned over the side of the bed and placed it on the tray next to the plate of pizza crusts and leftover bits of random tropical fruits. Sitting back up, she caressed Arizona's face, leaned in for a long searing kiss, pulled back and declared, "It wouldn't be right if we ate cold pizza unless it was after mind-blowing sex and the fruit was a very delicious and refreshing treat." Arizona smiled, leaned in for a soft kiss, then lifted Callie's arm, pulled it over her shoulder and they simultaneously moved closer together.
Arizona leaned into Callie's side, rested her head on her shoulder, started tracing patterns on her bare abdomen, and they each let out a contented sigh, happy to just be alone together. Callie bent her head, kissed Arizona's temple and admitted, "This was all I wanted, to collect my award and come back to our room and celebrate with you for the rest of the evening. Thank you for making it so special." Arizona turned her head, kissed her smooth tan cheek and declared, "That's all I wanted too and you deserve it." Callie tightened her arms around Arizona, rested her cheek on the crown of her head, then let out a chuckle and asked, "What do you think Addison would say if she found out she delivered our sex toys and your dirty little lingerie?" Arizona snorted and answered, "I believe it was something about the innocent looking ones being the biggest perverts." Callie let out a bark of laughter and asked, "You told her?" Arizona shook her head and replied, "She figured it out after I told her I couldn't bring it with me because it would tip you off that we were staying longer for our babymoon and to celebrate our first Valentine's Day together." Callie groaned and muttered, "So my mother-in-law AND my best friend knew you planned to ravage me." Arizona corrected, "I'm pretty sure Grey figured it out too. Besides, really Calliope, this is us, they all knew exactly how we would celebrate."
Callie nodded, took Arizona's hand in hers and declared, "On the bright side, no one seemed to know we accosted one another in the bathroom before the awards." Arizona laughed out loud and argued, "Oh I'm pretty sure Hahn knew. We didn't exactly lose the afterglow by the time she saw us." Callie chuckled and asked, "If I tell you something, do you promise not to get a big head?" Arizona smirked and quipped, "Now Calliope, when have I ever…okay, just tell me and I promise I'll try." The brunette smiled and admitted, "I've waited ten years for you to meet her and put her in her place. I knew if anyone could knock Erica Hahn off her high horse, it would be you." Arizona laughed and retorted, "Well she's lucky her ass only got kicked with this leg figuratively instead of literally. She's an outright bitch." Callie's whole body shook with laughter and she breathed out, "I swear that's exactly what I thought was going to happen as soon as I turned and saw you squaring off with her. That's why Richard and I came running." Arizona asked indignantly, "So you rushed over to protect me? You don't think I could take her?" Callie shook her head and replied, "No honey, I didn't want our children to be born in prison while their mommy sat in jail for attempted murder." Arizona beamed and muttered, "Damn straight! Bitch was badmouthing my baby mama." Callie was laughing so hard she had to get up and run to the bathroom. She almost didn't make it when Arizona called out, "Hey! I'm supposed to be the one with the weak bladder."
Coming back into the room, wiping the tears from her eyes, still chuckling, Callie admitted, "I can't get the picture of you walking around the prison yard wearing an orange jumpsuit with the sleeves rolled up and a cigarette tucked behind your ear out of my head. Arizona shook her head and asked, "Again with the Orange is the New Black fantasy? I'm not putting on an orange jumpsuit and taking you up against a dryer in a laundromat." Callie smirked and asked, "What about orange scrubs against the dryer in our house." Arizona quirked her brow and muttered, "Hmmm now that has possibilities." Callie wrapped her arms around Arizona, pulled her down the bed so they were lying face to face and suggested, "We'd better get some sleep. We need to be up in a few hours to meet everyone for brunch. The Seattle crew is flying out late in the afternoon." Arizona nodded in agreement, traced her finger over the dark purple bruise on the side of Callie's neck and declared, "You might want to wear something with a collar." Callie smirked, repeated her wife's actions and returned, "You too." She then rolled over to turn off the bedside lamp, smiled when she noticed Arizona had placed her award on the nightstand, returned to her position as the big spoon and whispered, "I love you." Arizona snuggled further into her warm body and returned, "I love you too Dr. Catherine Fox Award winner."
A/N: Yay! School is out and hopefully I can get back on track with my updates. As always, thank you for your amazing reviews and your patience.