Not sure this needs a warning but ill give one anyway.
Warning: Smut
If it makes you uncomfortable stop reading at the doubke horizontal line :)
Amelia POV
I didn't realise how much Arizona had been through. Logically, I knew of the plane crash, I knew she had lost her leg so it must have been bad. Derek never talked about it and neither did Meredith so I didn't realise how long they were out there. It's something I learned not to ask about when I moved to Seattle. Derek told me it was nothing I ever needed to think about and told me not to ask anyone else. I guessed it would bring up bad memories. I wasn't around when it happened, I was recovering from my own problems so it never really came up again. Not until today.
After a while Arizona's phone began to vibrate, interrupting our quiet time. She twists our bodies, reaching to grab her phone from the charger. She sits her self up to read the message that had disturbed us, pulling her arm away from me to reply.
"Are you okay?" I ask, sitting up to join her. She nods her head, and smiles but she has tears in her eyes.
"Sofia wants to move home."
"Arizona, that's amazing. You love having her around." I reply, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. She nods her head again, still smiling but it looks fake.
"What's the matter?" I ask her, tracing my hand up and down her arm.
"I love having her here so much, but I also love having you here all the time, I don't want to lose that. I must sound like an awful mom."
"Az, this isn't Sophie's choice. You can have both of us. You're not going to lose me just because your daughter is here. You're an amazing mom, it'll just take time to get back into the routine. Besides, I quite like spending time with Sof, she is a good kid." She smiles at me and takes my head, bringing it towards her own. I love how her lips feel it my own, it's as they were designed for each other. When we break apart for air she looks into my eyes.
"Are you really okay with it? With Sofia moving home?"
I pull away from her and sit up properly, moving away from her.
"Why are you so worried about this? I've just told you it is going to be okay, that I'm happy for you. Do you not trust me with her or something?"
"Amelia, it's not like that."
"Then what? Because from where I'm sitting you should be overjoyed. Your daughter wants to come home. I am happy about it and you should be too." I reiterate.
"I am happy about it, I just don't want to lose what we have, I don't want to lose this. Lazy mornings in bed, they're the best."
"I love this too, but we can just work out our snuggle times around Sofia's school and bedtime. It'll take time to adapt but we can do it. It's just another excuse for more sleepovers and a little making out at work." I smile and wink at her, seeing her grin back at me.
"Move in with me."
"Wait what?" I question, wondering if I have heard her correctly.
"Move in with me. With Sofia coming home we are going to have to make better use of our time together and I know we have only been together for a little over 6 months but I love having you here, Sofia likes you, we may as well do it before she gets back."
"Are you asking me to be a U-haul lesbian with you?"
"That is such a bad stereotype but if that's how you want to think about it. If you think it's too soon, we don't have to. I just don't want to spend any more time away from you."
"Arizona, I would love to be a U-haul lesbian with you." I tell her, laughing at that face she pulls when I repeated the phrase.
"You are going to have to stop saying that."
We decide that I will move in gradually over the next week or so. I don't have that many belongings, I travel light so it shouldn't be too difficult.
"Arizona, Is there such thing as celebration sex for planning to move into your extremely sexy girlfriends apartment?" I ask as I climb over my body, positioning so I am straddling her, running my fingers down her sides.
"I have never heard it specified but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist." She replies placing her hands onto the base of my back, pulling me down on top of her. "You know we don't have to have a reason to have sex. You can just tell me your horny." She continued and I laugh a little.
"Arizona… I'm horny." I exclaim, and she shakes her head laughing, pulling my body closer to her own. I roll my hips, pressing them down against hers and she takes my mouth in her own. Our tongues are battling for dominance, neither of us backing down. She places her hands at the hem of my top, tugging it, hinting she wants the fabric to be removed. I run my hands over her own, pulling the item of clothing up over my head revealing my bare chest. She moans at the sight and feel her thighs tensing beneath me.
"I thought I was the horny one." I joke in response to her grinding.
"Shut up, you know I can't resist you like this." She complains but I know she doesn't mean it. She gently strokes her palms around from my back, moving them towards my breasts but I pull away.
"Not yet, be patient." I tell her and she groans beneath me. I take her hands in my own, placing them on the bed, either side of her head. I take her panties, slowly dragging them down her legs. I am careful to not touch her skin and I can see the frustration building in her body. I move myself back up, her body, removing her pyjama top, again avoiding any skin to skin contact.
"Amelia, please." She begs, reaching back up with her hands but I place them back down on the bed.
"You'll get what you want, be patient. I promise it'll be worth it."
Once I have removed all of her clothes I take a moment to look at the body of my beautiful girlfriend. It never fails to amaze me how perfect she is. I have seen her like this so many times, each time I believe I've seen it all but I always manage to find something new to fascinate myself.
"Amy, I need you." Arizona begs again.
"Patience isn't really your strong suit today." I tell her, walking my hands up towards hers. I lean in to kiss her. The kiss is desperate, animalistic. My breasts brush against hers and she raises her chest, trying to get any contact she can possibly find. When her chest grazes against my own I feel my nipples harden and I smile, imagining she is feeling the same tortuously good sensation.
"Amelia, please."
"What do you need?" I ask her, playing dumb. I know what she wants but I love to see her like this, desperate and begging beneath me.
"Touch me, please."
I move my head, taking her left nipple in my mouth, massaging it, sucking just the way she likes it. I feel her hands tangle in my hair so I pull back.
"Keep your hands there. I'm going to stop if you move okay?" I tell her placing her hands back above her head, looking up to her eyes seeing her head nodding before continuing.
I make my way down to her chest, giving her other nipple the same loving attention. Her breathing is growing more and more intense, her chest rising with each and every of my movements.
I make my way down, leaving open mouthed kisses down her stomach.
"Keep your hands where they are, don't let your legs trap my head." I tell her, looking up checking again for her understanding.
"Okay, just touch me, please."
I venture lower, placing a kiss over her centre, causing her to groan loudly. She is so wet, I drag my fingers down her slit, parting her lips, running my fingers slowly near her clit but never quite giving it enough attention. After a while I trace my tongue up the gap. Her hips rise to my face but I don't give her any more attention. I stay slow, constant, small licks and kisses but no more.
When she is writhing a sufficient amount I move to her clit. I make small circles around it with my tongue, her moans and getting longer and louder. Every few circles I give a little suck, bringing her right to the edge but never quite enough to initiate an orgasm. She is so close, over and over again and her moans and pleads are becoming too intense I decide to give her a little more help, pressing a finger into her. I can feel her getting closer and closer so I increase the speed of my tongue and curve my finger the way she likes it most. I feel her tighten around it but I keep moving, allowing her to ride out the pleasure to the fullest extent. My name comes out of her mouth as a squeak and the orgasm goes on for longer than expected. I slow my motions as she comes down from her well deserved high. I lick up the juices her body has just produced and she groans due to the sensitivity.
Arizona's breathing is still labored as I climb back up to lay with her.
"You can move your arms now." I tell her as I lay down.
"That was amazing. You've never done that before, gone all dominant on me. You are getting way too good at this." She tells me, going to wrap her arms around my waist.
"I'm sorry if it was unexpected. I didn't plan it but you did look sexy like that, all needy and begging. Have I told you how beautiful you are?"
"All the time but I never get tired of hearing it."
Once Arizona has caught her breath she goes to remove my shorts and I happily comply. I climb back on top of her beginning to kiss her again before moving back and looking into her eyes.
"I know it's not fair but what I did to you, I'm not ready to give up all control to you. I know you would never hurt me but I just can't." I know she will understand but I needed to make sure she was aware, not wanting her to start something and not to be able to finish. I can tell she intended to repay the favour, making me feel good.
"I know, I figured that would be the case. It's okay, as long as you promise you can do that to me again because it was amaaazing." I smile at her and roll my eyes at the way she dragged the word.
"We can absolutely do that again." I tell her, thinking about how to word my next question.
"What are you thinking about?" She asks, she must have been able to see the concern on my face.
"I want to try letting you go down on me. It's been a while and I'm okay with you touching me, and I don't normally feel panicky anymore and I think I just want to experience it, I don't know if I'll like it but-"
"Amelia, it's fine. I will happily eat you out, I've been wanting to for a while but it needed to be your decision."
I trust Arizona with my life, and I know she would never hurt me, at least not intentionally. I don't know why the idea of oral sex scares me so much but Arizona seems to enjoy it and I want to at least experience it once.
"If I don't like it we can stop right?"
"Amelia, you don't need to ask that. You know I'll stop the moment you ask, whatever we are doing. The moment you say no everything stops, every time. I have a feeling you're going to like it though" I smile and nod my head, she is amazing, so caring and gentle.
She rolls us over so she is on top of me and I pass her one of the thin pillows to put under her amputated leg, it's one of the ways to make it more comfortable when she is on top. I noticed her doing it a while back and she explained it to me. She places her hands on either side of my head, giving me a look to check I'm okay. Whenever she is on the top she makes sure to check, knowing how I can somehow feel trapped in this position. She knows it can trigger memories.
"I'm okay, It's okay." I confirm and she caresses the side of my face with her hand, leaning to kiss me. This time the kiss is slower, more gentle but with just as much love and affection. She moves her mouth to the side, making her way down my neck to my chest and back up again, kissing every inch of skin she can find. She places a hand on my breast, rolling the bud between her fingers, somehow harsh but gently. She repeats the gestures with her other hand, carefully sucking on my pulse point. I know there will be a hickey there tomorrow but that is the least of my concerns.
She gives my upper body plenty of attention. I'm silently panting beneath her, she stops her ministrations so I presume her next move will be to go down on me. Before I have a chance to finish my thoughts I feel her hand sneaking down between us, slowly circling the my sensitive bundle of nerves. It wasn't what I expected but it feels good so I allow her to have her way. I feel lost in the sensations she is causing, my hips are rising with every movement and I'm so close to my release but she slows her movements.
"Why'd you stop?" I complain, lifting my head to look at her.
"You still want this?" She asks, glancing down indicating what she was referring to.
"Yeah, please." I nod hazily, still feeling light headed from the pleasure I was receiving.
Arizona slowly moves herself down the bed and I move up a little, making enough room for the both of us. She places a hand on my leg, trying to move it into a better position and I flinch at the sting of the cuts that were made on the previous day.
"Amy, you okay? Do you want me to stop?" Arizona asks, panicking she had done something wrong.
"It's okay, could you just try not to touch my legs? They're not healed yet." I explain and she realises what must have happened.
"You're going to have to keep your legs open on your own then, can you do that?"
"Yeah, I think." I tell her, moving my legs on my own, into a comfortable position.
I feel open, exposed. It's not like we haven't been in this position before, we have, just not as often. I tend to be more comfortable on top. The idea of her looking at my most private area is just foreign, unexplainable. I trust her fully but I'm nervous for what to expect. She begins by using her hand, picking up where she left off. Drawing lazy circles around my clit, placing gentle kisses around my centre. I know I'm wet, I can feel my juices pool between my legs.
Before long she has replaced her fingers with her tongue, continuing the circular movements. I feel my body twitch, trying to make my hips rise but I hold them down for Arizona's sake. It feels unusual, but in a good way. She takes her tongue, licking all the way down and back up again, sending a shiver down my spine.
"Is this okay?" She pauses to ask, not taking things any further until I respond.
"So… Good." I moan, unable to move to look at her face but she clearly understands as she delves back in, giving me her full attention. When I'm getting close she uses her hand, pressing a single finger into me whilst continuing the circles and sucking against my clit. She pumps it in and out a few times before adding a second finger, keeping the rhythm slow and steady. I'm close, I feel the pleasure becoming almost too much. Arizona clearly picks up on this too as she sucks, hard and curls her fingers the way she knows I like it. I feel my body lose control in her arms as all the pleasure that has been building up is released.
When I am coming down from my high I notice I had trapped Arizona with my thighs and I immediately release her, allowing her to make her way back up my body. She pulls me in and kisses me lazily. I pull back and look at her.
"I can taste myself in your mouth and I'm not sure if its weird or sexy." She laughs at me, wrapping her arms around me again.
"Definitely sexy. So, how was it?" She asks, and I move to rest my head in the crook of her neck.
"Amazing. I can't believe you didn't tell me how good that was sooner." I tell her, tracing lines around her chest with my fingers.
"I believe I did tell you, every single time you did it to me but you weren't ready. I'm glad you enjoyed it. So something we should do again?"
"Absolutely."