A/N - Rating change.

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Callie was charting, her research halted by an emergency surgery, why do stupid people do stupid things? I mean it worked out well for her, she got to perform a kick-ass surgery, but drinking and then attempting to climb onto a roof? As she mourned the state of the human race, she was accosted from behind. "You had sex yet?"

No ' hello'? or ' hi Callie'? Nope, not from this one. She turned. "Really Mer? Could you be any more-" What she didn't expect, although perhaps should have, was Cristina standing there too, with an equally curious look on her face.

Meredith simply shrugged. "What? You love sex Callie."

"Yeah, you and Roller Girl used to screw like rabbits, why you holding back? I assume it's you, Arizona's had 'please fuck me' eyes for the past few weeks." Succinct.

Wow, they did not make her sound like the good Catholic girl she was supposed to be. "Cristina!" She surveyed the area, no one was around, she didn't really want to have this conversation in public, but Meredith was her confidant (therefore Yang was too by association) so… "I want to, like really want to, but it hasn't come up yet. Plus, it's only just stop hurting when I move so-"

"Oooh, I get it, Roller Girl really gets you rollin' in the sheets, you're not a pillow princess."

Again. "Cristina!" She blushed, leaning in so her friends could hear her whisper. "No, I'm not, neither of us are."

The cardio surgeon stood up straight and held up her hand. "Too much information Torres, just get her on that bed, do your thing and make her scream your name. I can then tick it off the list and-"

"What list?"

Meredith shot her person a look, yes it was one of few things to tick off, but you don't openly tell the person that. Callie was sceptical at the lack of response, but not really wanting to take the conversation further, she let it drop. She arched an eyebrow and walked away; chart firmly grasped in hand.

"Hey Torres," she shouted after her. "Nice necklace, looks familiar."

She couldn't help but smile as she raised her hand to touch it. It just felt right to put her heart necklace back on. They hadn't discussed it; they still hadn't defined what they were exactly, but labels weren't important. Despite her goofy grin, which was out of sight of the twisted sisters, she wasn't going to make any admission. "Shut up, Yang."

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After a busy day of… Doctoring… Callie walked into their home, hung up her coat and dropped her bag onto the couch. She hadn't even managed to digest her earlier conversation; it seemed everyone in Seattle decided to break a bone and end up in her OR. As a result, she was late and missed Sofia's bedtime, something she hated with a passion. Still, a soft kiss to the forehead would ease some of that frustration. Before she went on the hunt for her blonde, she slowly made her way upstairs and give her mini-me that good night kiss.

She descended a few moments later and made her way to the kitchen, the sight she was met with did things to her. She caught her blonde humming to herself as she served up some sort of pasta dish. At that moment Callie could barely remember her own name, let alone the meal, she was too in awe (and lust) of the person in front of her. It seemed Arizona hadn't even taken note of her brunette's presence and started to call out. "CALLIE I- oh hey you're here, can you grab the wine?"

Before she could reply, Callie saw it.

Her necklace.

Or rather the necklace she had bought Arizona.

Around Arizona's neck.

Arizona had put her necklace back on.

That was it, no more waiting. She didn't answer the question, she made her way to Arizona and kissed her, pushing her against the wall, all inhibitions gone. She was met with zero resistance. After so long apart, you may be forgiven for thinking their kiss would be full of frantic lust, power control and animalistic tendencies. Yes, they'd kissed before but subconsciously, they both knew where this time was headed. It started off slow, passionate, lips parting before entry was even sought, hands roaming over each other's bodies, every part of them touching, caressing, simply feeling. It didn't take long before Callie pulled back.

"Bedroom?"

"Bedroom."

She set Arizona free and was led upstairs, fingers intertwined, heartbeats in-sync, passions on fire, their food forgotten. They barely made it to the landing before it was Arizona's turn to pounce. She had waited weeks, months, years to ravish Callie again, she couldn't manage the few extra feet before she got her hands on everything she'd ever wanted.

She backed Callie onto the bed and straddled her lap, the slow, languid kissing burning a fire within. Callie remained in the seated position as she tugged the hem of Arizona's shirt; the blonde didn't need asking twice, she lifted her arms to allow Callie to painfully slowly pull it over her head. They returned to each other's lips as Callie raked her nails up and down Arizona's sides, stopping at the base of her bra each time, wanting to take in every sense and feel Arizona's abdomen involuntarily react and contract to her touch.

Without waiting for an instruction, Arizona reached behind her back and unhooked her own bra. She waited though, she didn't fling it across the room, instead she pulled back and allowed it to lazily drop off her shoulders, Callie's eyes were now transfixed on Arizona's amazing, supple, soft breasts, she started salivating.

Before she could react, their lips smashed together, Arizona's pulling her in, hands in her hair, Callie caressing Arizona's neck, only parting when their ability to breathe became apparent. What awaited her as they parted was too intoxicating, she wasn't going to wait a second longer. Callie leant in and ran her lips against an already hardened nipple, enjoying the gasp it elicited from the blonde. In response Arizona threw her head back and tightened her grip in Callie's hair, pulling her in closer, wanting every inch of Callie to touch her. Her moans and whimpers increasing after every swipe, feeling herself get wetter after every breath. Those plump lips she'd adored for years still made her feel immeasurable pleasure. After ravishing her left breast, Callie turned her attention to the right, mirroring the actions, sucking, kissing, nipping, licking, soothing, all the while holding Arizona close around her waist, never wanting let go.

After thoroughly attending the pale chest, Callie gently lifted Arizona up and flipped them, blue eyes locked into brown from below, and she saw what had always been there, always. Callie was simply in love with her, completely and utterly. There was no judgement, disgust or 'sense of duty'. There never was, how could she ever have doubted that? Maybe because she didn't feel like she deserved it, deserved the love, admiration or to be worshipped by the goddess above her. She whimpered as Callie's lips found her pulse point, no one else could ever heighten her senses to this level.

Without words being exchanged, Arizona leant her forehead onto Callie's and nodded, thumbs gently stroking her temples. Callie leant back and removed Arizona's pants and prosthesis, taking tender care like she always had, all the while remaining fixed on those blue eyes.

Upon the socket's release, Arizona winced, and she was sure she had ruined the mood. She was about to look away but instead of playing doctor, Callie simply started to gently massage the area, making it equally as sexual as it was comforting. Arizona's heart fluttered and she fought with everything to keep away the tears of happiness and relief. The brunette made her way back down and planted soft kisses on her left thigh, a thigh she loved and had every intention of having it wrapped round her head. Their eyes were still to deviate, they didn't need to, Callie's memory of Arizona's body was embedded in her brain.

Arizona's eyes darkened, she wanted control. She wanted to show Callie how she deserved to be treated, how she deserved to be loved, caressed, treasured, brought to pleasure time and time again. She flipped them, lips latching onto Callie's, the seconds they had been apart were too long, she bit down and nudged the delicious thighs beneath her, demanding she be let in. Callie willingly parted her legs and Arizona slide in her thigh, applying the pressure desperately needed. The gasp received in response was nearly enough to make the blonde come there and then.

She was about to start applying more force when she noticed, much to her displeasure, Callie was fully clothed.

"Up."

She sat up without hesitation and Arizona made quick work of her top, discarded to god knows where across the room. She was met with amazing breasts, barely contained in a red lace bra.

If their eyes weren't in contact, they were passionately kissing. They were both panting as Arizona expertly unhooked the garment and let it drop down Callie's arms. She was powerless to stop herself from instantly leaning forward and latching onto what she had been aching for, everything about Callie evoked arousal and passion but she knew what she liked, and Callie's breasts in her mouth was heaven. The brunette's response was only to groan and look up at the ceiling, eyes finally closing, enjoying every sensation her person was evoking. A smug smile tugged at Arizona's mouth as she covered every inch. As she dropped her hands over Callie's shoulders, needing their bare breasts to touch, she was almost incensed when she realised Callie still had her pants on.

She edged back slightly and tugged at them. "Off."

These breathless one-word demands were increasing Callie's arousal. Before she could comprehend what she was being instructed to do, they were ripped off and much like her top, thrown into the abyss. Arizona was too full of lust and desire to take any sort of care with clothing. She began to tease Callie mercilessly, continuing to kiss, soothe, nip, bite her breasts. She loved Callie's skin, tanned skin that she was always afforded sight of by way of Callie's tendency to roll up her sleeves. After ensuring pleasurable attention was paid to both breasts, she made her way down Callie's torso, eliciting every nerve ending, her core aching for Arizona's touch, her tongue, fingers, whatever, she needed Arizona in her now. She didn't wait for an instruction this time and lifted her hips just enough so Arizona could slide off her panties. When they were both completely naked, Arizona leant forward, body completely covering Callie's, enjoying the taste of her skin again.

She licked her way up as she ran her fingers down, delicately tracing though Callie's folds, and the gasp she received was nearly enough for Arizona to lose it, again. But she wanted to make love to Callie, this would be their last first time. She positioned her mouth near Callie's ear, still gently stroking her below, feeling the liquid arousal that she was responsible for, she smiled at the reaction she knew only she could cause. Before she got to her destination, she made sure to make eye contact again, letting Callie know she was the one bringing her this pleasure, she was the only one who was allowed to touch her like this.

She whispered breathlessly into her ear. "You're mine."

"I'm yours."

"It's always been you." Her attention briefly went to the spot behind Callie's ear. "I want you; I need you Calliope, always. I love you."

Callie couldn't form any sentences, her eyes were closed, feeling Arizona pump in and out of her, feeling more alive than she had in years.

She knew Callie was on the edge and she knew exactly how to tip her over. She continued to suck on her neck, branding her, all the while thrusting her fingers in and out. Stroking her where she needed it. Her walls were tightening, her hips were bucking underneath her, she was silently begging to come. Arizona licked an earlobe and with her free hand, simultaneously pinched Callie's nipple hard and spoke the words she would never tire and would always be true. "I love you Calliope, you're so fucking hot, come for me." The only reaction Callie's body was capable of undertaking was screaming Arizona's name. Thankfully the blonde had attached their lips just in time, Callie's pleasure was swallowed as she convulsed underneath.

Arizona lifted her head as her person came down from her high, placing wet kisses on a sweaty, tanned clavicle. She raised herself onto her elbows and waited for brown eyes to open. When they did, they were met with a smug smirk. "Proud of yourself there, Dr Robbins?"

"Proud that I can make the hottest woman on the planet scream my name? Err yeah, I'm adding it to my résumé." She then produced the most cutest of dimpled smiles whilst slowly licking her fingers clean. The sight may have been contradicting - cute and fucking hot - but it was enough for Callie to regain her strength.

She rolled them over and wasted no time in stroking her thumb through Arizona's folds. She was absolutely delighted at what she found. "Jesus, you're drenched Arizona, is that what I do to you?"

Her response was ragged, how could one simple stroke and a few husked words take her breath away so quickly? "Ye- yes, onl- only you Calliope, only you do this to me."

She leant down and nibbled on Arizona's lower lip, parting after a few moments, but not before placing a quick bite. She was sure it would leave a bruise, if she could be branded, she'd be damned if she didn't leave her own mark too. Her tone was an octave lower. "I need you to come for me Arizona, I need you dripping off my fingers."

"I- I will be, I- I need you to touch me, make me yours, I need you to take what's yours." Well, Callie wasn't going to deny that request. She placed two fingers into Arizona's centre, it wasn't going to take long at all. Arizona was desperate for air as Callie pumped, the pleasure was all consuming her, it's all she understood, all she felt and desired. As she felt herself about to climax, she bit into Callie's shoulder to stifle her release. She successfully managed to muffle her scream, realising if she hadn't, the street would have heard. She felt herself trickle down Callie's hand and onto the sheets.

Extremely satisfied with the outcome, Callie laid herself next to Arizona, watching as her breath evened out. "Now I'm proud of myself Dr Robbins, although I'm gonna need someone to tend to my shoulder tomorrow. I need to explain how I got a bite mark identical to your dental records."

"Well I know you left me with a hickie Dr Torres, something you will be punished for." She placed a soft kiss onto plump lips. "In fact you have to go to the mall first thing and buy me a turtleneck, not just any cheap one either."

Callie giggled as they made their way into each other's arms, fitting perfectly together. "Worth it." They laid there, intimately cuddling and exchanging delicate kisses, enjoying the feel of skin on skin, sweat on sweat. After a few minutes, Callie's phone pinged. She had absolutely no idea where her pants were and to be honest didn't want to know. Sofia and Arizona were there, no one else mattered. She didn't even attempt to move, and Arizona knew what the lack of acknowledgement meant.

"What if it's your dad? Or the hospital with a 911?"

She snuggled deeper. "I smell like sex."

"Mmm, that you do." Arizona started to absently mindedly trace her fingers all over Callie's scalp, enjoying the tender act of intimacy. "But still, just in case, take a look, for me?"

The things Callie would do after their session was likely endless, so locating her mobile phone was a fairly simple request. She managed to find her pants, Arizona had impressively managed to fling them the length of the room, ending up on top of her dresser. She retrieved the phone and read its contents, letting out a naughty giggle. "It's Meredith."

Arizona sat up. "Is she okay?"

Callie turned towards her, unable to prevent a comical snort due to the text's nature. "She's err, she's asked if I've got laid yet."