A/N: So, I'm probably going to be either MIA for the next month or two or I'd be so bored out of my mind that these chapters will be coming out more regularly. I thought that I could leave you guys with an update just in case I can't put up more chapters. I'm pretty sure I'll be back in August. So, without any more delay.

Chapter 17

In one second, she could feel her entire world come crumbling down. For once she wished that all her stars aligned that Arizona would be different, that she could finally give her her heart. And then, she saw someone else's tongue showed down her throat. God, she couldn't get that sight out of her mind. The way Arizona had her hands on her waist like that, pulling her closer, she never did that with her. Callie thought about how her hands would fly to the back of her head. Her nails would scratch the stubble at the nape of her head, keep her close. Her legs would open and cradle her hips between them.

This was not the time to think about the blonde. Callie made her way back to the photoshoot and got everyone's attention.

"Wrap up, we are done for the day."

The photographers looked up at her almost scared of those fiery brown eyes. "But I thought we were here for the whole day?"

"Yeah, well change of plans."

"Madam Torres, we were supposed to be paid for-"

But before he could finish his sentence. "You were promised to be paid for the whole day, so you will be paid for the whole day, but right now, we are done. Got it?" The men timidly nodded before he and the other photographer started packing up.

"Who pissed you off?" Erica asked as she approached the Latina, but she was not in the mood to tolerate any of that. So, she started walking to the elevator to get to her office soon as possible. "Torres, where's the fire?"

"Fuck off Erica!"

She marched to the elevator and right when the door was about to be closed Erica managed to slip in. "Talk to me."

"I don't want anything to do with you! Why did I even listen to you, take your advice! I'm so stupid."

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Callie ran a shaky hand through her hair. "I walked in on her hooking up with someone else."

"Wowza, that's rough, no wonder you sent everyone packing."

"Is this important? I have a few things to take care Erica."

"Bullshit, your poor little heart got hurt so now you are going to lock yourself up in that office of yours and screw everyone over."

Callie almost punched that smug little face and instead punched the side of the elevator instead.

"Now is not a good time, my patience is wearing thin."

"Urgh, I don't like the version of you."

"Good for me!"

The elevator started to stabilize as it came to her floor.

"Fine whatever, I don't want to deal with your mood right now."

The doors opened to revealed a panting Arizona catching her breath as she hunched over resting her hands on her knees.

"Calliope, I need to talk to you."

Arizona looked at Erica who just shrugged her shoulders before leaving the elevator. She looked at Callie and saw emotions she hadn't seen before. Those brown eyes were swimming with feelings she had never seen before.

Callie decided to ignore her and decided to walk towards her office.

"Please Callie, its not what you think it is."

"It never is." She said before laughing bitterly.

"Just give me five minutes, no one minute. I can't believe I ran those many flights of stairs so fast. I want to-"

"I'm busy, book an appointment with my assistant and we'll sort it out later."

"Assistant? Calliope I-"

Callie interrupted her. "I don't want to hear it okay! So just go do your job and let me do mine."

The blonde however was not ready to hear no for an answer. So, she continued to follow her to her office. Callie got to her door to see that she was still being followed. "Seriously Arizona, not now, okay?" Just as she was about to shut the door, the blonde put her hand on between to stop it from closing.

In her rage, Callie didn't notice Arizona's fingers before she yelled out in pain. "AHHH!" She cried out in pain.

"Are you fucking nuts Beautiful? Who does that!" She yelled before holding the pale hand in her own, cradling the wounded fingers. She guided the two of them inside, before seating the blonde down on the couch as she got to her knees. "Let me see?" She asked as she pried the pale hand away to look at the damage. But she was met with resistance. Callie looked up at the tear-stained eyes and pleaded again. "Please?"

Arizona nodded before removing her hand. "Oh B, why did you do that?" Her fingers looked red and it appeared that the top layer of her skin was broken, but other than that it looked fine. It could have been much worse.

The Latina immediately reached for her phone and called her assistant. "Get me an ice pack, as soon as possible."

"Callie, it's okay-"

"What were you thinking! Who does that? I mean come on!" The assistant knocked on the door before giving the icepack to Callie. "Here, this should help."

"I did not kiss Lauren," Arizona started.

"Bullshit!"

"She kissed me and I tried to get away from her when you came in."

Callie got up and took a step back before running a shaky hand through her hair. "And what I am supposed to do? Believe you? Believe that you are telling the truth that you haven't been sleeping with Lauren since you called it off, hell since before we even started hooking up."

"I would never do that to you! Why is it so hard for you to trust me, I feel like every single time I have to justify myself while you are putting your running shoes on and dashing out the door."

Arizona winced as the cool ice started hurting her skin. "Here," Callie said as she handed her handkerchief so she could wrap up the ice pack in it before using it directly on her skin.

"See, this is what I don't get. One second you hate my guts and then in the other, you take care of me, you look after me."

"I don't hate your guts B, I could never."

A calm silence took over the two of them as the blonde was almost scared to say what was bothering her mind. "But you can't love me either."

Callie was taken aback with that one, she didn't expect that the blonde would actually say that to her.

"I want to, but I'm not built that way."

Arizona put the ice pack away before walking behind the brunette and wrapping her arms around her waist. She rested her head against her shoulder finding comfort in her presence, taking in the scent that was pure Callie, stronger than ecstasy. For a moment she felt the Latina letting her guard down when she let out a sigh, she felt that she could actually get to her, but then Callie started pulling away.

"Stay," she whispered.

"I-I can't."

"Please?"

This time Callie didn't move, this time she didn't pull away but took the pale hands in hers and held them. Her fingers gingerly brushed the bruised skin before bringing them to her lips and kissing them lightly, one by one.

"You didn't kiss her?"

"I didn't, I don't know why she thought that a woman crying means please shove your tongue down her throat, but I swear I did not kiss her back."

Callie caught on a little detail that she didn't know. "You were crying?" The Latina spun her around and took her face in her palms. "Why?"

"Hahn kept on touching you, teasing you. She seemed to know what you like and she's-"

Callie interrupted. "Not you."

"What?"

"She's not you B. She can never be you." Callie lightly moved her hips against the blonde as her almost hardened penis grazed her clothed clit.

"Mhhmm, how come you are always hard?"

"I wasn't hard at the photoshoot." Callie admitted.

"You weren't? Come on that's just a lie. I won't blame you if you were, she had her hands all up in your business."

"Yeah, but they weren't yours." Callie took her hands in hers before guiding them downwards. "Here," she rested the pale hand on her shaft. Arizona almost jumped when she felt the penis slowly coming to life as she started getting harder.

"Oh my."

"I want to kiss you so bad right now Beautiful, but we need time, we need to talk before we could do anything else. I'm sure you have questions about Erica."

Arizona was really surprised, knowing the Latina's track record she was sure she was going to be bent down on her desk as she was being pounded from behind.

"B? Are you still with me?" She asked.

"I'm sorry what?"

Callie leaned in closer and saw the blue eyes she had known, turn a shade darker. "You like what you're touching? Are you horny?"

"What no! I'm… why? No, I'm not!"

Callie leaned forward and brushed the bridge of her nose in her hair before skimming it against her pale cheek, slowly nuzzling her face in the valley between Arizona's neck and shoulder. Her hands were wrapped around the blonde's back pulling her closer to herself as one of her fingers was dangerously close to her crack. She felt the fingers go to the back of her shaved head, scratching it, pulling her closer to herself.

"I'm trying so hard not to touch you right now B, you are testing my patience."

Arizona loosened her grasp on the back of her head. "Someone once told me that patience is for the weak."

Callie smiled as she realized that was one of the first things, she had told the blonde when they had first hooked up. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. She took her hand in hers and guided her to her chair. "Come with me."

"I'd rather have you come in me."

"Jesus Beautiful, you need to watch that mouth right now." Callie rounded her table before pulling her chair out of the way and hoisted the blonde up on the table. "Remove your panties."

"What?"

"I want you, but I don't you think that I just want you for my penis, so I want you to touch yourself."

"Cal-"

"It's just me B, it's us." Callie said before pulling down her own pants. "See, it's me." The Latina pulls off her boxers and hold her penis in her hand.

Arizona obliges before taking her panties down her legs but keeping her skirt on. The Latina suddenly grabs the heel clad feet before placing them on either side of her chair so that she could get a front and center view of her glistening folds.

"Fuck B, you are so wet. I want you to touch yourself."

Arizona nodded as she brought her fingers down. She circled her hooded clit with her index finger before pinching it. She brought her other hand up to play with her nipple as her teeth bit on her lower lip. She watched as Callie started pumping up and down her penis getting faster. It always impressed her that Callie could get so hard and so fast around her. She saw the animalistic look in the Latina's eyes, the way her mouth was hanging open gasping for air, she then diverted her eyes to the chest that was heaving, trailing her eyes downwards she took in the tan hand pumping up and down, she watched how sometimes she would stop to glide her thumb across the leaking head or drop her hand down to fondle her balls before resuming her task at hand.

The blonde imagined that the tan hand was hers, or it was her vagina that she was ramming into she slowly slid two fingers inside of her core and nearly cried out with the intensity of it all.

"Put one more finger in B, I know you can do it! You used to sit on my penis and my penis is much bigger than those two fingers."

"MHHMM," she cried out as she pumped in three fingers instead.

"That's it, go faster. Are you there Beautiful? I want to watch you come before I do."

"Calliope!" Her thumb went to her clit knowing that that was what she needed to get done.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she came hard. She heard a faint growl from the Latina but she couldn't will her eyes to open. She rested her back on the cold surface of her desk. She was panting loud and hard.

Arizona ran a shaky hand across her face to put the blonde hair away. She looked up and saw the Latina moving towards the door.

Suddenly, feeling the worse she thought that Callie was pushing her away again that she was going to leave the room and leave her here. Her eyes followed the Latina going to a door she didn't know where it led to, but she could feel herself getting more tense. She was being abandoned again, wasn't she? They were back to square one, all of this was for nothing.

Callie came out of the room with a fresh black button-down shirt hanging open with two towels in her hand. She handed both the towels to her before she started buttoning up her shirt.

"Where did you go?"

"To the bathroom, to grab a fresh shirt because little miss thing sprayed me completely," she replied as she smiled.

"I did?"

"Yeah, I was completely drenched from the neck down, luckily none of it seemed to have fallen on my pants. So, I thought I'd change, I couldn't exactly walk around the office drenched in your cum."

Arizona took the towels and gently patted the lips of her sex with the warm wet one before using the dry towel. She quickly hopped off the desk before pulling her panties back up before walking over to Callie. She slowly helped her button up her shirt one by one. Her fingers lightly grazing the heated skin beneath her shirt. She knew she was playing with fire, but she wanted to be burnt.

Callie however was having a tough battle in her head. She looked down at the blonde and willed herself to trust the woman in front of her, to try to do better. "Have dinner with me?" The Latina whispered.

"What?" Arizona was taken aback with the request.

"Tonight, go to dinner with me? I want to wine and dine you. I want to show you off and then like the perfect woman I am I will drop you off at your apartment and leave."

"You won't kiss me goodnight?" The blonde pouted.

Callie smiled. "I didn't know I was allowed to kiss you good night."

"Well, if the date goes well, I don't see why not."

"Alright, I will kiss you goodnight and then leave. So… um do you want to have dinner with me?"

Arizona took the opportunity to take her time and make the brunette sweat. She ran her hand through her hair trying to tame the blonde mess before leaning forward and whispering into the Latina's ear. "Pick me up at eight." Before placing a gentle kiss just below her earlobe. Arizona turned around and left making sure to put a bit more sway in her hips as she knew she was being watched.

Finally, things seemed to be going right.

A/N: How was that? This was a pretty longish chapter for me and I think I managed to get the essence of their tumultuous relationship. But I think it was about time for our girls. What do you think should happen next? A dramatic date or a nice lowkey evening?