Arizona POV
We collect Sofia from Merediths on the way home from the date. The conversation had become more flirtatious on the way home, but with Sofia in the car we had to tone it down. Still, the unspoken sexual tension is high. With it being a school night, we know it's not too long until our daughter will go to bed.
I walk into the kitchen where Amelia is cutting up some fruit for Sofia. I graze my hand across her back, kissing her neck gently before continuing to sit down next to her. I can feel her staring holes in my body.
"Az…" Amelia whispers below her breath.
"Not long now. Be patient." I tell my girlfriend quietly and my daughter walks into the room. Amelia passes her the bowl of fruit and I take the chopping board and knife to wash and put away. Sofia is telling Amelia about her time with Zola, the games they played. Amelia is trying to focus but I see her attention keep flicking back to me. I move back to the set next to her. Lightly tracking my fingertips over her hip and I see her clenching her legs together, trying to control some of the pressure she is experiencing.
I check my watch and see its a little after 9pm them look back to Sofia.
"Okay baby, go brush your teeth and then head to bed. You've already stayed up past your bed time and it's a school night." I say simply and my daughter jumps up and leaves the room, heading to brush her teeth like asked.
"And it's almost your bedtime too. Why don't you head to our room and wait for me there." I say with a wink and I hear Amelia groan. "You'll get what you want soon, I promise." I reassure her and she places a hand on the back of my neck, then uses her other to cup my cheek pulling me in for a kiss. Her lips gently taking my lips in her own. The contact isn't too long but enough for me to feel dampness pooling between my legs. When she pulls away, she looks into my eyes to say "That'll keep me going for a while."
"Don't be too long."
I place the bowl in the dishwasher and take a moment to breath before heading through to Sofia's room to tuck her into bed. Despite wanting to use this time purely to rip my girlfriends clothes off, to show her how special she is to me, I make sure not to, not yet. I give Sofia the same amount of attention she should get any other night. I sit down on the edge of her bed and my daughter places her bookmark in and puts the book on the bedside table.
"You look pretty in your dress Mom. Did you and Amy go somewhere special?" she asks inquisitively.
"We went to a little Italian restaurant, it was nice. Did you have fun with Zola?" I ask in return, making sure to show an interest in her activities."
"Yeah. Meredith let us eat McDonald's as a treat. Why did you and Amy go have dinner on your own?"
"Because we were on a date, and Amelia had done good news she wanted to tell me. She wanted to celebrate a little."
"What was the news? Can I celebrate too?"
"She wanted to tell me how happy she is with us, and how much safer she feels now. I'm sure if you wanted to draw her a picture as a celebration present she would love it."
"Really?"
"Yep. Just because Amy and I went on a date together doesn't mean we want time away from you, you know that right? Sometimes we need some adult time but we both love you so so much." I explain, wanting to make sure she understands that is needing our own space isn't a way of removing her from the situation. I know when Callie started dating Penny, Sofia felt left out and I want to make sure that that isn't the case.
"I know Mom. I love you and Amy lots too."
"Good night sweetheart. Sleep tight." I say, giving her a kiss on the forehead before turning out the light.
When I get to our bedroom, Amelia is sat on the bed, lights on and still fully dressed.
"Took you long enough." She mutters as I close the door behind me and make my way towards her, sitting by her side. She makes the first move, pulling me in closer gently kissing. There is no hurried pace despite how turned on we both are. The kisses stay slow, gentle and loving. I take one of her hands in my own, just holding it simply while we connect. We shuffle back onto the bed, still taking things slow but slowly increasing in intensity. My body hovers over my girlfriends and I carefully kiss down her jaw, allowing my lips to connect with the sensitive spot on her neck. I feel Amelia's body responding to my actions. Her pulse and breathing both increasing in speed and I trace my hands down her sides.
"Wait." Amelia interrupts and I immediately stop my actions and move to the side presuming she is feeling panicked or needing a moment.
"What's the matter? Are you okay?" I ask worriedly.
"Hey, I'm okay, better than okay even. I promise. I just wanted to talk about something first."
"What's on your mind?" I ask her and
her rolls off the bed, picking up my box of sex toys from the floor. She must have gotten them out of the wardrobe before I came in.
"I want to use one on you first, just to see how it works but honestly I have no idea which to use. It's all kind of new and terrifying. I don't know what to do and you're going to have to help me. I'm sorry."
"Hey, look at me. Nothing to be sorry about. Which one were you thinking about using?"
"I honestly don't know, I don't even know what half of these do. I don't want anything too different right now, just simple I guess." Ameliaexplains, her face crimson with embarrassment.
"This is probably the simplest thing I have, and it's one of my favourites." I say as I reach into the box and take out a glove. "It has tiny vibrators in the first two finger tips." I further explain and she nods without speaking, placing the glove on the bedside table. "Are you okay?" I ask her due to the lack of response.
"So I just turn it on and do what I usually would?" Amelia follows up, clearly very shy about the new situation.
"Mmhm. But for now, come here. We can take it slow." I explain as I pull her closer by her hand. "Can I take your dress off?" I ask before making any movement. She told me about her panic attack last time somebody tried to remove her dress and I want to make sure we are both on the same page. When she nods giving me permission, I locate the zipper and slowly pull it down to reveal what is underneath. I see her breath wavering so I cup her face gently with my hand. "It's just me, it's just us. You're safe with me." I reassure her, keeping eye contact throughout.
"Can yours go too?" Amelia asks referring to my dress. I move my hand to locate the zipper but she swats it away, removing the item herself. I lift my hips to allow her to pull the fabric down past my ass to remove it from my legs. Just as I expect her to make her way back up the bed to lay with me, I feel her gentle fingers on my leg. I flinch at the unexpected contact causing her to stop all movements and look at me. "Is this okay?" Amelia checks with my, her hands still on my leg but not making any movements.
"Sorry, it was just unexpected. It's okay."
"You can take it off if you want. I won't be upset." My girlfriend offers, knowing that sometimes I feel a little self conscious about my leg but I shake my head.
"It's not that, I just. It's just rare that I let anybody else take it off, but I trust you. I know I'm safe so you can take it off for me. I'll be okay."
Amelia's hands gentle stroke around the edges of my thigh, getting me used to the contact before locating the release button. She carefully removes the limb and the protective fabric from my leg. She places it all on the floor before allowing her fingertips to stroke over my stump. She takes her time gently caressing the limb, not so much in a sexual way, but it's so loving. I think back to the first night I let her see my leg, how her gentle caresses turned me on so badly but I couldn't do anything about it. Things have changed so much. She places a light kiss on the edge of the scar before looking back to me and smiling, the cute innocent smile she pulls off so well. I love this woman so much.
I reach my hands behind me, removing my bra and throwing it to the floor before flopping back against the bed. My girlfriend slowly kisses her way back up my body, carefully nipping and caressing my every curve. "Amy, please." I pant and I see her smirking, her confidence growing with my every moan. She kisses my lips for a couple of seconds and I feel her hands relocate to my chest. Her thumbs draw lazy circles around my nipples as she keeps looking into my eyes. My eye lids are getting heavy with my increasing arousal.
She gently kisses my neck, nipping and sucking on my pulse point. I place my hands on the back of her head, enjoying the pleasure she is offering.
"Eyes on me." Amelia tells me and I snap them open to look at her.
"You ready for this?" she asks, referring to the glove that is lying on the bed next to her.I can see that she is feeling awkward, nervous, but I nod. Allowing her to continue being in control.
"More than ready." I mumble and she smirks are my desperation.
She puts the glove on moves her attention downward once more. She makes sure to give my upper body plenty of attention on the way, but she doesn't linger for too long. She knows I'm desperate. As she descends, I look down to see her hovering over my sensitive area, the place I want her most. She kisses my clit before licking up through my folds. Her arms wrap around my thighs in an attempt to keep them down still as she tortures me with this sweet pleasure. Just as I think I'm totally lost in the sensations I'm experiencing, I hear the device being switched on and my aroused state doubles in an instant.
"Just like normal?" Amelia asks me once more, her voice sounding more nervous than before. I gather the ability and concentration needed to reply to her and look in her eyes.
"Like normal." I pant "You can't go wrong." I stop for another breath. "I love you."
At this statement I feel Amelia's hand tap my sensitive bundle of nerves lightly, grazing across them. My hips respond uncontrollably which makes Amelia laugh a little but I force them back to the bed. Instead of trying that again, she uses her tongue on my clit and I feel her fingers circling my vagina. They press in a tiny bit before retracting, again and again. The noises in our room can only be described as wet. I'm using all of my self restraint to stay quiet knowing our daughter is sleeping just a few rooms away. Just when I think I've got my reactions under control, Amelia presses two fingers into me, slowly yet firm. I take my hand that had previously been gripping the sheets and place it over my mouth, preventing myself from making too much noise. This action only encourages Amelia to keep going, curving her fingers to hit my sensitive spots with ease. I had forgotten how much more sensitive this piece of equipment makes me. I haven't used it in a long time, and even when I did it was for solo sexual acts so I didn't have the additional stimulation from a person whom I love so deeply and who I know loves me.
Amy's thrusts are gradually increasing in speed and accuracy and I know I won't be able to quiet much longer. "Amy." I say and she lifts her head. "I need you here." I manage to get out. My words blurred together but she somehow understands what I meant. She keeps her hand moving at a steady pace and she brings herself to lay with me, taking my mouth in her own. With this new safety she stretches her thumb to rub my clit with each thrust. I doesn't take long until my body crumbles beneath her and she keeps her hand moving until I ride out every last second of my orgasm.
"Holy shit." I pant and Amelia laughs at my use of language.
"Good?"
"Amazing. My body seems to have stopped functioning. So what do you think? Something you want to try?" I ask her, trying to gage where our evening is going to go from here.
"Yes and no."
"Care to elaborate?"
"You seemed to enjoy yourself, to say the least. I want to feel that too, just not now. Not on an evening." She explains, her voice quietly trailing off. She is scared of the nightmares this could cause. I don't blame her, I know where she is coming from.
"Whenever you want to try, I'll be there, just let me know where and when."
"How about right here, in the morning. If we are awake early enough before Sofia wakes up, but if not after one of use have dropped her off at school." Amelia offers and I can tell she has already thought about this.
"Sounds like a plan. Amy?"
"Hmm?" she responds as she lays down in my arms, resting her head on my bare chest.
"I know I say this a lot, but I'm so in love with you. I'm so lucky to have you in my life." I explain quietly but get no response. I look over to check she is okay only to see she has fallen asleep already.
"Sleep tight."
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