Arizona found it impossible to sleep. She had touched herself twice, but the desire wouldn't subdue, she tossed and turned, but sleep still evaded her, her mind was filled with frustrating, dirty thoughts, all centered on one person, Callie.
The memory of Callie kneeling in front of her, hands on her thighs and those pleading brown eyes looking up at her, wouldn't leave her thoughts. It was only supposed to be fantasy, but now it was all too real and impossible to shake from her mind. Why now? Arizona was confused. Callie had become unpredictable, causing chaos in her life. In the past, she had been able to read Callie's thoughts and anticipate her moves like the back of her mind, but things had changed. Even as their friendship mended, Callie remained a mystery.
Callie had come to her, begging. Why would she do that? Arizona felt anger rising within her. She was furious at Callie for putting her in such a position. Their shared history made it impossible for her to truly disrespect Callie like that. Was it really just about sex for Callie? Did she think Arizona could simply move on with her life after 'using' her? The whole situation felt frustratingly messy. The thought of having Callie on the other hand, the mere thought about actually having her made Arizona close her eyes, overwhelmed by the feeling.
Despite the chaos in her mind, her longing for Callie remained strong. Maybe, Arizona thought, it would be best to indulge her craving for Callie just this once, just to get it out of her system…
As swiftly as the thought crossed her mind, Arizona's body responded. She hoped off the bed, shed off her tee and made her way to her bedroom, completely naked. The door was slightly ajar, and she slipped inside. Callie lay on the bed, curled into her pillow, her face buried deep in its fabric, blissfully inhaling its scent. The sight sent a shiver down Arizona's spine. Fueled by newfound confidence, she approached and pulled back the covers, revealing Callie's stunning, curvy form, completely naked, her hand resting enticingly close to her core.
Arizona's breath hitched as she took in the sight, licking her lips; her heart raced, pounding in her chest so loudly she hear it, not feel, hear. 'Fuck', she thought.
Callie stirred slightly at the intrusion but didn't fully awaken, opening her legs as she folded one towards her chest, leaving herself completely exposed. Her hand moved lazily to scratch her collarbone, lost in a half asleep haze. Arizona struggled to steady her breath, her heart racing even faster. Her legs seemed to move of their own accord, and before she knew it, she was straddling one of Callie's thighs, her center directly on Callie's knee of the straightened leg, the friction almost too much. Leaning down, she couldn't resist the urge to swipe her tongue at Callie's clit, tasting the sweetness and instinctively looking up at Callie.
Callie's eyes flew open at the suddenness of the contact, and for a moment, she wondered whether this was a dream, a wild fantasy that she never wanted to end for sure. But when Arizona held her gaze, directly looking up at her, breathless, with those deep blue eyes now darkened by desire, Callie lost what little will she had never truly possessed.
There was no time to waste; she needed to show Arizona just how thrilled she was about her changing her mind. In one swift motion, Callie reached out, pulled Arizona up and flipped their positions, her lips crashing onto Arizona's in a hungry kiss. Want collided with need, lust with love as their bodies pressed flush together. When Arizona nipped at Callie's lip, drawing a small trickle of blood, Callie reveled in the sensation, feeling alive and wild.
Callie's kisses trailed lower, exploring the delicate curve of Arizona's collarbone before biting and marking her way to the nipples. She moved down further, leaving a trail of hickeys along Arizona's chest and stomach. Callie devoted herself to worshiping Arizona's form, marking it as her own, savoring each moment like it was the only chance she'd ever have. The room was filled with soft gasps and murmurs, each sound igniting further desire, each touch pleasurable.
Arizona felt like a wild animal being branded, marked by the intensity of Callie's adoration, and she loved every moment of it. Callie's tongue flicked against Arizona's clit, one swift tease, then she deliberately licked her lips in slow motion. With her head slightly raised, propped up against the headboard, Arizona had a perfect view of Callie worshiping her; it was an image for her brand new favorite mental collection titled "Callie in Compromised Positions." 1. Callie on her knees, 2. Callie in between her thighs.
A playful smirk danced across Callie's lips as she resumed her teasing, delicately licking away the pre-cum from Arizona's entrance and transferring it to the tip of her clit with the featherlight touch of her tongue. Each repetition was a delicious torment, and Arizona could see the satisfaction in Callie's eyes as her frustration grew. Her hips instinctively bucked to meet Callie's mouth, hands gripping the sheets tightly and her toes curling in desperate anticipation.
Callie had every intention to make her beg, but not just yet; for now, she was fully committed to savoring Arizona's taste. She had often wondered and indulged in fantasies about what Arizona might taste like, and now that she had the chance to actually experience it, she was utterly intoxicated, wanting to draw out this moment. With urgency, she dove deeper, inhaling Arizona's scent as if it were the most exquisite delicacy.
A loud moan spilled from Arizona's lips as Callie's nose came in contact with her clit and tongue swiped from her slit upwards, and a satisfied smile washed across Callie's face at the sound. The sight of Arizona's cum glistened on Callie's nose and lips, was an illicit and intimate image. Another to add to her list, It felt sacred, something meant only for her eyes. A fleeting thought crossed Arizona's mind about who else might have seen her like this, a wave of jealousy washing over her, but it vanished the moment Callie enveloped her clit entirely with her mouth.
Callie's tongue danced expertly, alternating between teasing caresses and seductive suctions, swirling and forming a perfect rhythm that sent electric shocks of pleasure radiating through Arizona's body. She was lost in it, fully surrendering to the sensation. Each gentle flick and intense suction brought her closer edge, and the world blurred around her.
The tension in Arizona's body was intense, she writhed and pushed her hips against Callie's mouth, desperate for release. Trembling with desire, she gripped the sheets tighter as Callie quickly thrust two fingers inside, moving in and out while her mouth continued to suck on Arizona's clit. The delicious combination of penetration and stimulation was intoxicating.
"Callie, Callie, Calliope…" Arizona cried out, her voice rising with each moan, driving Callie wild with longing.
"Calliope, I'm… going… to… cum!" Arizona gasped, her breath heavy with pleasure. "Calliope…"
Her moans filled the room, but Callie seemed determined to keep her on the edge. She paused, blowing cool air on Arizona's sensitive clit before diving back in, drawing out the sweet torment.
"Please, baby… let me cum," Arizona pleaded, her voice breathless and urgent.
Callie lifted her head and withdrew her fingers from Arizona, who let out an animalistic cry that felt more like a plea. Their eyes locked, and Arizona's gaze revealed a blend of desire, need, and frustration. With a smirk and firm eye contact, she leaned in once more, licking and teasing, fingers thrusting deeper, curling to find that perfect spot inside her. It was a sweet torment, and with each thrust, Arizona felt herself unraveling, losing all sense of control.
"Just a little longer, love" Callie murmured, her voice sultry, urging Arizona higher while expertly keeping her suspended in that euphoric limbo.
Every stroke, every flick, every intoxicating moment felt like a promise of the release that was so close. As Arizona's body trembled with anticipation, she couldn't hold back any longer... When Callie added a third finger, it sent Arizona spiraling into a whirlwind of pleasure. She gripped the bedpost tightly, her body shaking as she rode wave after wave of ecstasy. The climax swept over her like a powerful tide, unlike anything she had ever felt, pushing her to the brink and beyond.
As she released into Callie's mouth, a rush of awe and total satisfaction filled her. With her eyes half closed, Arizona watched as Callie eagerly licked up every last drop, swallowing it down with a look of pure delight. The sight sent another jolt of pleasure through her, drinking her…
After a moment, Callie emerged from between her legs and leaned forward to kiss Arizona, transferring the taste of herself to Arizona's lips. They lay together on their sides, facing each other with their legs intertwined. Arizona felt light headed and weak from the explosive release. However, she knew that Callie was still on the edge, especially as she felt the warm slick of Callie's wetness against her thigh. Slowly, Arizona let her hand snake down between them, beginning to stroke Callie's clit, rubbing it gently in slow circles. She couldn't help but marvel at how someone could be so wet, even before reaching their own climax.
In an instant, Callie firmly pushed Arizona onto her stomach and positioned herself directly above her. Without warning, she thrust two fingers deep inside Arizona, causing a gasp to escape her lips.
"Callie, it's… your… turn," Arizona managed to say, her voice breaking and barely above a whisper. In response, Callie bent forward, playfully sucking on Arizona's earlobe and shushed her, pressing her breasts against Arizona's back. The sensation was overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure through Arizona. She felt unprepared, honestly thinking she might not have another orgasm in her tonight. Yet, her body betrayed her mind, responding eagerly to Callie's every move. How does Callie know how to do this? Arizona wondered. Last she knew, with exception of the rumors, Callie had only dated boys, yet here she was, clearly adept at bringing Arizona to new heights of pleasure. Her thoughts raced, filled with a mix of jealous, wonder and exhilaration.
However, once again all those thoughts quickly disappeared as Callie slid in a third finger, sending Arizona screaming Callie's name in pure ecstasy. Her body tightened around Callie's fingers, overwhelmed by the ripples of pleasure coursing through her. As she turned her head slightly, she caught a glimpse of Callie, a wild look in her eyes that made her heart race, it was as if Callie were a starved lion finally having captured her prey. Leaning in even closer, Callie sank her teeth lightly into Arizona's shoulder, and in that moment, Arizona understood, she was prey, willing prey but nonetheless, she was determined not to go down without a fight. The hunger gleaming in Callie's eyes ignited something primal within her.
Sensing an opportunity, Arizona squirmed and pulled away just enough to see the flicker of confusion on Callie's face. This was her chance to take control. In one swift motion, she pivoted, flipping Callie onto her back and straddling her, a triumphant grin spreading across her face.
"Let me," Arizona declared, her voice slightly unsteady with desire, yet filled with conviction.
With a playful grin, Arizona lifted one of Callie's legs, resting it over her own. Their centers hovered close, and a mischievous spark ignited in Arizona's eyes, sending a thrill through the both of them. Callie inhaled sharply, her eyes completely black with lust as Arizona began to ride her, their cores pressed together, clit on clit. The sight of Callie biting her lip, her eyes barely open as she struggled to draw breath, filled Arizona with a mix of pride and exhilaration, nearly driving her wild.
Callie's hands moved instinctively, finding their way to Arizona's breasts, stroking them in rhythm with Arizona's movements. The gentle pinches to her nipples drew soft gasps from Arizona, causing her to throw her head back as she grasped the sheets tightly for support, quickening her pace. The world around them faded away, just the two of them. Moments later, Callie found her release, gasping as waves of ecstasy washed over her, which was quickly followed by Arizona's own nth release. The intensity of their connection sent both of them into bliss, and Arizona collapsed forward onto Callie's chest, their bodies flush against each other.
Arizona had never felt like this with anyone before, raw, intense, and incredibly freeing. It starkly contrasted with what she had with Amelia, who was a soft and tender lover, never quite tapping into the wild, uninhibited part of her that Callie awakened. With Callie, she felt both intoxicated and liberated, as if she had stepped into an entirely new realm of intimacy.
Time seemed to stretch as they lay entwined, their heavy breathing blending into a tranquil silence. It felt like hours passed, but in reality, it was just a few moments as they basked in the afterglow of their shared ecstasy. Finally, Callie gently shifted Arizona onto her side, her movements tender yet possessive as she pulled the covers over them. Nestling back in, she wrapped her arms protectively around Arizona's waist.
Arizona was filled with overwhelming emotion. She had longed for this moment for years, but now it felt almost too much to handle. Why was it so easy for Callie to turn her world upside down? She tried but she could not form any words, so instead, Arizona began to sob softly, tears flowing like a dam breaking. Callie tightening her hold around Arizona, her heart aching for her.
"Hey, baby, I'm here. I've got you," Callie whispered gently, her voice calming against the backdrop of Arizona's sobs.
"I didn't plan for any of this," Arizona managed to say between her cries, burying her face in the curve of Callie's neck.
"Shhh," Callie soothed, but Arizona just kept sobbing. "I don't know what to do, Callie. I feel so… l don't know what i feel."
"It's okay baby," Callie replied, pulling Arizona closer, wanting to shield her from any pain."It's okay. I got you. We both know I don't have the best track record but I'm not being impulsive, I want you to know that and I'm glad this happened. I know you're overthinking, but no matter what happens next, regardless of what choices you make, I'm not going anywhere."
Arizona let out a sigh she didn't realize she was holding, continuing to sob as she held on tightly to Callie. They lay there together, the weight of their choices settling around them. Despite everything, Callie felt that what mattered most was having Arizona in her arms; they had crossed the line from friends to something more. Consequences be damned, this moment felt right.
Arizona hated how easily she found comfort in Callie's arms, yet she couldn't bring herself to pull away. She hated the safety Callie's arms brought her, knowing it would hurt Amelia, but deep inside, she knew it had always been Callie. Callie was home. Now that she had felt Callie's touch, nothing else could compare. What she had with Callie was hard to define, yet impossible to resist. So she held Callie tightly, tears spilling down her cheeks in raw vulnerability. Being with Callie was like skydiving, exhilarating, addictive, and undeniably risky. But despite the danger, there was always the promise of safety, the parachute that would carry her to solid ground.
Callie held Arizona close as she cried, gently drawing circles where her spine met her rear end. The comforting touch helped ground Arizona, but memories began to flood her mind, recalling the last time when she had cried just as hard. It was the worst day of her life, the moment when years of friendship crumbled to ash. She had been so naive, believing that what they had was enough to make Callie stay.
As the memories surged back, birthdays, their first time drinking, family introductions, Callie moving away, Arizona felt like that eighteen year old girl all over again, heartbroken and lost, and to think that tonight she had only intended to get over Callie, she should have known better.