Before she knew it, Arizona had now brought her mouth down to her chest, lightly sucking - until she finally opened her mouth, to fully devour the curves of her breast. "Oh god , Arizona." Please. Fuck. Amelia rolled her head back with her eyes closed, savouring the feel of Arizona's mouth on her chest. She was fully wrapped up in the moment, that she had not been aware that Arizona had already loosened the knot of her towel. Her upper body had been greeted by the cool air from the AC, but she instantly felt a warm sensation when she felt the blonde softly suck her left nipple with her mouth.

She realized that Arizona had already taken the towel off of her, and had now dropped it right on the floor. She managed to remain eye contact as Arizona was softly lapping her mouth around the other nipple, and Amelia almost pass out everytime Arizona's mouth would pass over the peak. Teeth flash against sensitive skin, and Amelia found herself grinding harder against her lap.

It was electrifying, more so, when Amelia felt Arizona's hand hike her way up to her inner thigh, — and then she knew she was going to lose it.

Amelia gasped, as she moaned low in her throat when her hips instinctively jumped against Arizona's hand.

Fuck.

There was no getting back to this, she feared.

-x-

Amelia might actually die.

She felt Arizona's fingers skimmed over the inside of her thighs, teasing her slowly and all Amelia could do was shudder through her touch.

Arizona had already dropped her towel, and she was completely naked — with her legs spread open, sitting on the lap of a fully-clothed Arizona. Fuck . She could feel the warmth pooling on her legs, as Arizona continued to run her fingers — closer and closer to the spot she actually wanted.

" Arizona." She sternly said, through gritted teeth. It was taking everything for her not to whimper at the way the blonde was looking at her. She didn't know it'd be possible for Arizona's eyes to have a darker shade of blue than usual. It was a relief. At least Amelia knew she wanted this just as much as her.

"What?" The blonde smirked, biting her lips as she openly stared at a naked Amelia still straddling her. She felt Arizona pull her in by the waist, kissing her hard. She felt her tongue slip into her mouth once again, and it was incredibly nice. More than nice. But she desperately wanted to be touched, and she hoped grinding harder against Arizona's lap would finally get the blonde to move.

Arizona giggled against her lips in her desperate attempt to be touched and pulled back. "You're so damn eager, it's actually cute." The blonde continued to draw circles on her inner thigh, her fingers now getting farther and farther from the pool of actual wetness that was dying for a release. It was excruciatingly frustrating, and Amelia was just too turned on right now — and Arizona couldn't give it to her.

She groaned against Arizona's lips, pulling back. She knew the blonde was only teasing, making her suffer by being agonizingly slow but Amelia decided she will not let her win at that. "You know, I wonder if Noah is still at that restaurant. Maybe he can help me—"

Amelia gasped when Arizona fiercely flipped them over, as she fell back on the bed with a loud thud. She barely recovered from the fall, and before she could even poke fun at Arizona for being irrationally jealous just by hearing Noah's name, Amelia instead let out a guttural moan, as she felt two fingers easily slip inside of her.

It was too fucking good.

Fuck.

She arched her back hard, both of her hands desperately trying to grab hold of something that could steady her. Arizona clawed at her thigh with a smirk on her face, pulling her legs apart wider. The blonde nestled against her lap, as Amelia's heart began to pound harder against her chest. She braced both hands behind the headboard and with both the backs of her heels wrapped up behind Arizona's waist. There was nothing left to do but moan as she felt Arizona's fingers do the work, pumping slowly.

"Fuck, go fast." She hissed. But it was like Arizona was completely being stubborn, choosing to ignore her plea, and that made her want to die. " Arizona —" she breathed out, pulling herself up to get Arizona's attention, "Didn't you hear me?" She croaked, panting hard.

Arizona grinned, then dove straight to claim her lips once again, nipping at her bottom lip rough, while her fingers still continued to give slow thrusts inside of her. It was good, but Arizona fucking knew she needed more than that. She wanted rough, she wanted it hard — God. Why couldn't she give her that?

"I heard you." She pulled back with a smirk, dark eyes piercing through her. Amelia couldn't help but let out a loud groan, as she felt the blonde's hand pulling away from her. "But I also heard you say Noah's name and that just kind of killed the mood."

"Are you fucking for real right now?" She stammered, sitting up. She could tell that it was taking everything for Arizona to not laugh at this point. Amelia wished she could say she found it amusing, but she was also sexually frustrated and couldn't be blamed if she was also not in the mood for jokes right now. "God, I hate y—"

Amelia gladly took that back when Arizona's look turned serious, as she felt her fingertips graze and dragged itself along wet heat. She gasped once again at the sudden contact, when the blonde finally slipped her fingers inside of her again — harder, and ferociously rough, that she failed to restrain her high-pitched moan. Her fingers began to pick up the pace, as she felt Arizona pumping harder against her clit. It felt amazing, more than that — she loved how Arizona never failed to keep her darkened eyes solely fixed on her as she worked her way with her thrusts.

Amelia's chest heaved, as she let out a whimper. She rocked her hips against Arizona's hand, rolling them to get the right amount of friction she desperately needed. She drew out a sharp breath as Arizona leaned forward to bite fiercely on the side of her neck, she soothed it out by dragging her tongue along the area, simply as if applying pressure to an open wound.

"You hate me?" Arizona asked, tilting her head in amusement, putting another finger into her so easily. Amelia's hips began to thrust with her fingers, and she feared how the bed could break anytime. Arizona definitely knew all the spots that could make her moan. She wanted to let loose — scream if she could, but she also knew they were sharing a hotel with all the other renowned surgeons of the state. It seemed laughable and risky to be doing all these now. Amelia drew out erratic breaths, putting a hand on her mouth to restrain another high-pitched moan when the blonde triggered another spot. She could feel her clench around her fingers, she was already that close.

Amelia only hummed in response, restraining her whimper as Arizona leaned down to kiss her lips again softly. Amelia whined in pleasure, and she felt her mouth twitch as she felt Arizona's mouth on her ear, "You can't hate me, not when I'm the only one who can make you this wet. " The blonde teased. She lifted her leg to get a better angle, rubbing against her walls firmly.

She could already feel herself clenching. Amelia lets out a gasp as she tugged at her wrist harder, bucking her hips so Arizona could press her fingers roughly into her again. "Fuck, I'm going to–"

"I know." She felt herself coming as she gripped the sheets tighter, and with her other free hand still tugging up and down at Arizona's wrist. Amelia's heart went into overdrive when Arizona's tongue slipped into her mouth again, she felt her walls clenched around her fingers when she reached her climax. The bed began to shake almost animalistically as Arizona continued its thrusts, exceptional fingers that seemed to know all the right places that would make Amelia scream.

And as quick as how her fingers had been, Amelia finally came. Arching her back off the bed, to which Arizona was swift enough to wrap her arm around her waist, catching her. Cascades of blonde fell from her face and she found herself swept over the feeling of how her hair grazed her naked body. The feeling was incomparable like she'd come again anytime loose strands would poke at her already hardened nipples.

She felt the blonde shift, as she slipped her fingers out of her — easing one finger to Amelia's mouth, getting a taste of her own. Amelia lets out a moan, as Arizona watched her devour her finger into her mouth. The blonde smirked, licking her own lips. "God, I missed hearing that sound from you." She trailed her coated finger to her lip, from her chest to her stomach, and back down again to her thighs. Arizona leaned forward and brushed their lips together, and she instinctively elicited a groan, with Amelia arching her back once again. The kiss went deeper, and Amelia sighed when Arizona pulled back, as she smoothed her tongue out to the places her coated finger landed on moments ago. The blonde flattened her tongue against her nipples, letting out a needy whimper as the fabric of her tank top rubbed against her chest, back down again at Amelia's center.

"You look amazing." Arizona gushed, her dimpled smile peeking through her mouth and Amelia couldn't help but smile as well, admiring the sight of Arizona sitting at the edge of the bed.

" You are amazing," Amelia replied. Her heart was still beating rapidly fast, she wanted to say more — such as proclaiming how she couldn't believe they were finally doing this. Them. It felt weird and right that after years of yearning for each other, it finally led to this moment right here. It was surreal, and she still also found it hard to believe that she was actually writhing in bed naked with no other than Arizona.

Arizona lost her smile for a moment, and that got Amelia instantly worried. "Hey, are you okay?" She gently asked, propping her head back on the headboard as she pulled Arizona up with her. Arizona only gave a sly smile, failing to meet eyes with her and instead of answering back, the blonde only dipped down to kiss her softly.

"I'm sorry, can you— god, this is embarrassing." She pulled away, placing a palm on her forehead. And it all seemed alarming, how Arizona still wouldn't look at her and she was beginning to look concerned, thinking Amelia must have done something wrong.

"Arizona, what is it?" She softly asked, trying to dampen the panic in her tone so as to not make it any worse. "Did I do something to—" God, was it her? Did she find her unsatisfying?

"No, no. It's not you." She bit her lip hard furiously, evidently looking upset that Amelia was even entertaining that thought. "It's just that — I want you, and I want to do more than — you know, what I just did." She laughed nervously, shaking her head in annoyance as loose strands of blonde hair fell from her face. "But you also know I don't have a leg, and I don't want to make it about my leg — but the situation can't allow me to…" she breathed out deeply, as she let out a dry laugh. "The situation can't make me..." She cleared her throat nervously, correcting herself further. "I can't stay for longer in the position where I was earlier, and — god, please if you can… sit on my face?" She slyly asked, trying to sound less awkward as Amelia also failed to wipe the smirk on her face.

"Arizona —"

"I'm sorry, that sounded anything but sexy." She apologized, waving her hand in embarrassment. "I wanted to make it special — god, you don't know how much I've longed to have all this with you. And I'm going on a complete word vomit right now because I also just realized that talking more kinda ruins it —"

"Arizona, stop." She pried, of course - Amelia felt ashamed that she had forgotten about Arizona's situation, mostly because for Amelia – it was never a problem to begin with. She always wanted Arizona. Everything about her. This was their first time. Now, she felt like a jerk for not thinking about what must have been going over the blonde's head since she hopped into bed with her. "This is important to me as it is to you." She held her face lovingly in between her hands, running both of her thumbs across her cheeks to ease her mind. "You're amazing, everything about you is." Amelia looked over at Arizona with wide blue eyes, and she couldn't help her heart flutter at how her dimples showed. "Do what you can to feel comfortable. And if that required me sitting on your face, you didn't have to ask." She winked, and Arizona had to bite her lip hard from restraining the laughter from spilling out. God, that sounded bad.

But she also wanted Arizona to loosen up a bit. Anything to assure her that they were okay and that there was no reason for her to worry about anything. Amelia gave a quick kiss on the corner of her lips, raising a brow in a suggestive manner. "Is it okay if I –" she eyed the strap of Arizona's tanktop that had now fallen from her shoulder, asking permission.

"Yes," Arizona replied instantly, as she pulled up and helped Amelia remove the offending garment until she was left with only her black lacy bra. Amelia couldn't help but whimper at the sight. She marveled at how her breasts were practically spilling over, completely bare for her as Arizona still lay on top of her. Amelia looked back at her, maintaining eye contact and clearly aroused as her hands roamed around the blonde's sides, thumbs swiping on the curves of her breasts. Arizona let out a groan, when Amelia ran a hand behind her back to unhook her bra, helping her slip from its straps before throwing it haphazardly on the floor.

"You're so beautiful." She pulled Arizona closer to her flush, lips grazing her neck as she traced her pulse point. Within a snap of a finger, Amelia had already flipped them over on the side of the bed, until she regained control and was now on top of her. She was already shameless for feeling her arousal pooling from Arizona's still-covered thighs. She leaned down as she sucked a nipple into her mouth, clearly wasting no time. Arizona moaned hard, causing her mouth to open. Her eyes fluttered shut as she combed her fingers across Amelia's hair, pulling her down against her chest. She arched her back and lets out a deep groan as the movement caused their breasts to brush against each other. She whimpered as Amelia gently bit down on them, thrusting her hips up as they rubbed against her wetness.

When Amelia finally pulled away, she couldn't help but marvel at Arizona's light flush on her cheeks. She gave a quick kiss on her nose, in which Arizona giggled as Amelia guided Arizona to pull her in by the wrists until she sat up — and had both of her knees positioned on Arizona's shoulders. Amelia kept herself steady as she placed both hands firmly against the top of the headboard, and shuddered as her center was met by no other than Arizona's face. She felt her warm breath fanning her inner thigh, and Amelia's grip on the bed only tightened for there, muttering a curse. The groan quickly turned into a moan when she felt Arizona's tongue graze her tongue up and down her slit.

" Oh my god, Arizona." Amelia couldn't even begin to describe how good Arizona made her feel. Her heart was thumping harder against her chest, and she could feel her lungs about to collapse as Arizona's tongue began to trace her bundle of nerves. She drew her head back, closing her eyes as she thrust her hips harder against Arizona's face.

The blonde only whimpered in response, more than aroused, and clearly focused on giving everything that she needed. She felt her tongue press into her deeper, putting more pressure, until her stomach quivered, letting out a strangled moan. "D-don't stop fucking me like that-"

The words never came as Arizona dipped her tongue into her harder, the words that she had been wanting to say had quickly been replaced with a small whine followed by a guttural moan. She felt strong hands grasp her behind as the blonde continued to suck her clit with her mouth, she felt her insides twitch as she could feel a smile imprinted against her center, "You taste so fucking good."

"O-only for you." Amelia whimpered, bucking her hips to deepen the thrusts. "Harder, please?" She had never begged anyone for sex, yet here she was with her legs wide open as Arizona began to fuck her with her tongue.

Arizona only managed to bob her head up and down, as a simple acknowledgment, her warm tongue continued to pump harder than ever before. Amelia found herself grinding her center towards her mouth, pushing and pulling her arms up against the headboard for leverage. The sensation was just so fucking good that she was already feeling lightheaded as if she could pass out anytime. She realized now that she couldn't care less about the people who'd heard them. Not when Arizona was giving everything.

Amelia had also just decided that Arizona will be the death of her, and she wouldn't mind if she did. Arizona was fucking her senseless, and her body felt like a limp surrendering everything to her. She'd lick and open her mouth as if Arizona had no time to waste.

"God damn it, Arizona ." She gasped, looking back down at Arizona, and found herself even more aroused as she was met with the blonde's mischievous glint in her eyes. Arizona in return reached forward to run both hands on Amelia's sides, as she continued to grind against her mouth, both of her breasts bouncing freely with her movement.

Arizona reached out to catch them with both hands, squeezing softly as she lapped her clit up and down with her tongue once again until Amelia could no longer contain the feeling. Until she was finally met with incredibly fucking hot pleasure and came against Arizona's mouth. She tried to catch her breath yet failed, losing the last ounce of energy to inhale air into her mouth. Amelia collapsed, letting her body drop as Arizona wrapped her arms around her, catching her. She pulled her closer, hands coming up to comb the loose strands off Amelia's face, leaning forward for a kiss.

Amelia sighed in contentment against her mouth, and just as Arizona was about to pull away, Amelia had advert fully dragged her tongue in the seam of Arizona's mouth pulling her in for a second, much deeper kiss.

"God, that was –" she pressed her mouth harder on hers, kissing her softly. "You definitely know your way with your mouth." She whimpered as Arizona lifted her leg up to hook it around her waist.

"That was the plan," Arizona smirked, eyes boring into the depths of her soul and Amelia swore she could come for a third time just by the way the blonde was looking at her.

"You taste so good." The blonde husked, and Amelia's body went rigid, her clit quivered at how hot she actually sounded saying that to her.

She tilted her head back playfully, raising her eyebrow. "Was it also part of your plan for me to not be able to walk the next day too?"

Arizona only giggled in response, and her body went from rigid to absolutely boneless. Just as she was about to add something else, more importantly, to return the favor which was also that one and only thing she ever wanted and had been thinking about, her body betrayed her mind as she collapsed back on the bed, with the last thing that she ever saw was Arizona's blue eyes imprinted with concern.

Of course, Arizona had it in her to make any woman pass out.

Maybe it was solely just her— but god, what a pure unfunny way to end the night.

-x-

The next thing Amelia remembered was waking up in an empty bed, hands numbly seeking under the covers only to be disappointed upon the sudden realization that Arizona had already left. That was enough to make Amelia jolt right up from the bed, dragging the sheets along with her to cover herself up. She unwrapped herself from the covers, relieved to still be looking under her still-naked body.

Relieved because it had only meant that last night wasn't a dream. That she and Arizona did have sex. Moreso, incredibly mind-blowing sex that was enough to make her pass out. Great.

She peered forward to grab a hold of her phone from the nightstand. Three voicemails from Maggie, and more than enough unanswered messages from Mich. No text or call from Arizona. What the fuck?

Did last night not even matter to her?

She placed the phone back where she found it in the first place and found herself breathing out another sigh of relief when she saw a note perched on the edge of the nightstand. She finally sat up and greedily took the piece of paper with shaky hands. A handwritten note from Arizona. Thank god.

Sorry if I had to leave early. Callie called – couldn't miss the chance of seeing Sofia again, and being able to drop her off to school this morning. I'll meet you up later just in time for the conference.

P.S. Probably a cliche thing to say but, you look really beautiful in your sleep. And, yes. Last night was real, and I have every intention of making it up for not being able to wake up with you in bed.

- Arizona

Okay.

So, it was not only just Amelia. It was not a one-sided thing. Last night was real just as much as it had been for Arizona. She found herself smiling at her note, and it was crazy – to be missing her more than she should. They barely established anything but now she couldn't stop thinking about Arizona. This time, all her worries and being up to her toes had dissipated knowing she'd get to see her again today.

-x-

"Why are you walking like that? " It only seemed right that it was the very first question Mich had in her mind when Amelia entered the venue and sat beside her with a groan. It was a good kind of pain, and no– Amelia will not out herself and tell her that she spent the entire night being eaten out by her ex.

"You had sex." Mich added, completely connecting all the dots. A huge grin leaped on her face as she nudged her on the shoulder. "You didn't have to tell me anything, it was written all over your face, and the funny walking – seriously, Amelia?" She sounded impressed, yet slightly disappointed, until she went on again, "That Noah guy must have gotten you good."

"I can't believe you left me." She chose to change the topic instead because her body still hurt like shit in the best way and she was not in the mood to spill everything… just yet.

"You were clearly having the best time."

"I had good company." Amelia pointed out. Arizona's kisses, Arizona in bed with her — Arizona in her. She was still drawn to the sounds she made and how she'd look at her. Amelia wished that was all she was tasked to think about today.

"So you really went with Noah?" She eyed her incredulously, "I mean, you didn't even take a second to consider going with the blonde I was telling you about?"

Mich was fishing. Probably beyond upset that she went with Noah, it was too obvious that she was rooting for her and Arizona. She was being a good friend, Amelia should just give her that.

She stood up with a smirk, as she was slowly backing away from where they were seated. "Who said anything about Noah?"

Mich's eyes widened, having a quick realization of what Amelia meant coming out in complete shock. "With Arizona?!"

"Can't tell you." She replied with a playful shrug, "I'll be back though. Gotta head to the restroom for a bit. I look like shit—"

" You're full of shit, Amelia. Get back here!"

-x-

Amelia was definitely not lying though. She did look like shit as she finally got to take a look at herself in the mirror. There were already dark circles forming under her eyes, and she barely had the time to fix her hair earlier. Everything hurts, and she didn't have to ask herself twice why her lips looked practically swollen. God, Arizona was a beast.

She fixed herself up a bit, pulling out her lipstick from her purse to do a quick retouch. While she was too occupied with it, she heard someone enter the room and quickly turned the lock-in. She rolled her eyes, amused that Mich went out of her way to follow her.

"I'm not telling you anything." Amelia laughed, putting her lipstick back where it came from. Just as she was about to take a look at herself back in the mirror once again, gentle yet firm hands swooped her in from behind. She shuddered at the sudden contact, and before she could even process what was actually happening. She felt soft lips that went straight to her neck, sucking on her pulse point.

Arizona .

"What won't you tell me?" The blonde murmured against her skin, Amelia bit back a whimper as she dipped her head further towards Arizona, hands seeking the arms wrapped around her chest.

"N-nothing. I thought you were Mich." She replied, tilting Arizona's chin up to meet her for a kiss. Arizona sighed, hands coming up to grab her by the waist. Amelia turned around, wrapping both arms behind the blonde's neck as Arizona in return, pulled her up by the waist as she settled Amelia towards the top of the counter of the sink, with both of her thighs pressed against her torso. Shared moans followed as the kiss turned deeper, rather filled with hunger — Amelia grazed her tongue on her bottom lip to gain more access to her mouth, exploring further.

"If this is how you'll always greet me then I wouldn't complain about anything else," Amelia responded. Arizona giggled against her mouth, pulling back slowly.

"I did say I was going to make it up to you." Arizona smiled, dark eyes almost looked as if she was about to be devoured. "I've missed you."

Weeks before it led to this, Amelia despised her, constantly avoided her and now she'd beg on her knees just so she could have Arizona this way everyday. She was all she could think about. She was beyond happy to finally have Arizona. They barely talked about what they were now, sure the sex came first, but she had high hopes that they'd have the time to establish what they really wanted off each other. There was absolutely no need to rush things, Arizona was technically hers, and that was pretty much what mattered.

"I've missed you too." She replied in all honesty, giving one last quick kiss on the lips. "How was Sofia?"

Arizona's eyes gleamed just after hearing her daughter's name and Amelia's heart melted at the sight. "She's doing amazing. I told her I was with you and…" She tilted her head, hands gripping firmly on her waist to steady her as she added, "She wants to see you too." She shook her head as she let out a sly smile. "Well of course, only if you want to. God, I'm sorry— I shouldn't have jumped the gun. I'm sorry, forget what I said—"

"Arizona." Amelia placed her hands on both sides of her face to calm her down, and Arizona's eyes instantly shut with her touch. Her hands seeking refuge from the ones Amelia had skimming across her face. "I would love to see Sofia." She added. She adored Sofia. Even for a short time either Callie or Arizona sought Amelia's help to look after Sofia while she was with Zola, she had always had a soft spot for her. She loved that Arizona trusted her enough to meet with them. Amelia wouldn't have had it any other way.

"I'm sorry if I passed out – I wanted to actually return the favor but…" she trailed off, completely embarrassed that she flat out admitted that Arizona was indeed the reason why she called the night too early for them.

"No need to be sorry about anything," Arizona assured.

The blonde wrapped her arms around her, as Amelia in return squeezed her thighs harder against her torso. It was more than intimate like they no longer had tomorrow to be with each other and it felt more than alright. Them this way. Being held like this.

-x-

"Bailey is going to kill us," Arizona warned her as if it could faze Amelia, in fact, it only made her laugh even harder.

"What was it you said – about this being our little secret?" They were walking along the streets of New York hand-in-hand, which was a first. It was exciting, their first date, and of course, she wanted to make every moment count. It was only fitting to have their first date with Sofia. Playdate, picnic date - whatever Sofia wanted, she and Arizona had every intention of making the remaining day left of them count. "We already agreed that we are skipping that stupid conference thing to hang out with Sofia, right? –"

"I know, I know – but what if Bailey finds out about this, Amelia?" She proclaimed. It was comical actually, how Arizona was taking it all seriously when they were both full-grown adults who are capable of making their own decisions.

"Are you seriously afraid of Bailey? And it's not like she's going to ask us to write a 3-page essay about whatever the fuck happened here."

"Amelia—" Arizona could only groan as Amelia laughed.

They already reached Callie's apartment building and had already stepped into the elevator occupied by two other people. An elderly woman with her grandson. Both Amelia and Arizona greeted them both with a smile as they stood right behind them, waiting patiently to get to Callie's floor.

While they were all waiting to get to their designated floors, Amelia then decided to pick up on their last conversation before they arrived at the building. Tugging Arizona closer by the wrist, she decided to lean in to whisper something else, "I'd happily write an essay about what went down or rather how you went down on me in New York." Arizona's eyes widened, giving a death grip on her arm to stop her from talking, but Amelia was in the mood to poke around, and she was pretty much sure the woman nor her grandson would hear them anyways. "I'd tell Bailey you fucked me senseless all night —" Arizona cleared her throat loudly to drown her whisper as she lurched forward, putting a hand to cover her mouth.

"Amelia. Be serious." She warned, voice dangerously low - but at the same time, her voice was practically breaking as she was also trying not to laugh.

The elderly woman turned around and gave them a suspicious look, but was quick enough to shift her direction back around when the elevator car finally arrived at their floor. Just as the doors finally closed, Amelia had already shoved Arizona to a nearby corner, wasting no time as she leaned forward to kiss her.

It was like she couldn't get enough of her like they had absolutely no time to spare — Arizona was to die for . Amelia wouldn't mind being stuck in the worst ways if it'd mean she could kiss Arizona everyday. Their lips perfectly fit each other like damn puzzle pieces. She loved the way her lips would feel against hers, how Arizona would let out a soft hum followed by a moan of satisfaction when Amelia would sweep her tongue in her mouth.

Arizona pulled her by the waist harder, both chests heaving and practically pressed against each other. Amelia's knees buckled everytime Arizona would return the favor and kiss her fervidly. She leaned into Amelia kissing her harder, loved how her hand combed through her hair keeping her steady, and the other tugged at the collar of her blouse. For a moment, she feared that Arizona's grip would pull her blouse wide open, with a handful of buttons falling to the ground. But that didn't happen, gladly and unfortunately, because Arizona looked as if she was marveling at all the composure she could gain to not fuck her right there and then.

" Fuck , can I take you out right here, right now? I'll make it quick." Amelia mindlessly asked, taking control and obviously turned on, desperately wanting a release. She trapped Arizona in a corner with her hips, hiking her thigh up in between the blonde's legs making her moan uncontrollably.

She felt Arizona tremble under her touch as her lips grazed her neck, sucking at her pulse point. Amelia didn't even give Arizona the chance to respond as she slipped her tongue into the blonde's mouth, one hand occupied as it crept its way to the waistline of Arizona's pants and the other to grab blonde locks, pushing Arizona's hair back to gain more access to the column of her throat.

It felt as though it was the longest elevator ride of her life.

Amelia was certain they could have sex right in the damn elevator and she wouldn't mind if they got caught. But maybe she should rethink the possibility again when reality struck - and the elevator doors finally opened. She figured Amelia could still keep going, that she'd had more time to pull back anyway, when she noticed that Arizona had already stood frozen in place, hands nudging down at her thigh that was once placed in between her legs.

What the hell?

Before she could even react, she heard someone clearing her throat from behind. Amelia's eyes widened - and closed, shutting her eyes out in embarrassment. She just knew who it was without even turning around. But she had no choice to do so, given that she was still caught in a very weird angle, and it'd be rude to not acknowledge Callie now.

Arizona ran a hand through her hair, attempting to fix herself as Amelia finally decided to turn her head around, absolutely mortified to meet eyes with Callie. When she did, she saw Callie standing right at the other side, carrying an expression that was hard to read.

Her stare was absolutely intimidating, which was a first — because Amelia hardly gets intimidated by anyone. They had no choice but to step out of the elevator, making a small walk of shame as Callie walked backward to give them space. It was awkward. But for the record, Amelia knew it could have gotten worse.

Callie crossed her arms defensively against her chest, tilting her head back – looking somewhat annoyed, and god help them because they messed up. "Well, aren't you going to say something?" She asked, redirecting her question to Amelia.

"Callie, I'm sorry–" Arizona went on to say, but Callie had been quick to cut her off as she cracked a smile, followed by a laugh and both Amelia and Arizona seemed lost at what was happening right there and then.

Seeing Callie laugh somehow made the ache in her chest lighter. Arizona must have felt the same as she reached for her hand from behind, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"I was expecting a hi - not an apology," Callie stopped laughing, as she took a step closer into Amelia's place, pulling her in for a quick hug. "Hi, Amelia."

Oh.

Amelia could practically melt into her arms in relief. For a second, she thought she was getting her ass handed to Callie for being caught almost having sex with her ex-wife, she was glad it was the exact opposite. She wrapped her arms around Callie, a small sigh escaping her lips as she hugged her back, "Callie, it's so nice to see you again."

And she meant it.

"I'm guessing you're both here for Sofia?" Callie pulled back, as Amelia did the same - going back to Arizona's side. Arizona looked as if she had seen a ghost, still looking somewhat surprised and shocked at how Callie must have reacted to them, she closed her mouth from gaping as she nodded her head instead, following Callie who was now leading them back to her apartment. "I was being called downstairs by Martin, I thought I was expecting a delivery – didn't know it'd be the two of you who were coming."

"Sorry for showing up like this – we just skipped the conference, and thought of giving Sofia a surprise," Arizona explained, guilt still written all over her face.

"Don't be! Sofia just got home earlier, but she's taking a nap now." She turned around, giving Arizona the assurance with a grin, "I could whip some dinner up while we wait for her to wake up."

"That would be lovely, thanks, Callie." Arizona smiled back at her. The blonde shifted her gaze back to Amelia, taking her in as she kissed the back of her hand. God, that felt nice. For them to unexpectedly be in a situation Amelia thought could have ended badly. She used to not overthink relationships, but this was also the first time she was involved with someone who already had a family, and at the same time, it was not as if Callie was a stranger to her. She was simply just being careful.

This was Callie they were talking about. The three of them practically all lived in the same space for years. Amelia was clearly aware of the history Arizona had with Callie. They had the same circle of friends, and she hated the thought of offending Callie with their own actions. To be fair, they only had gotten together last night - they barely had room to even talk about what they were now, but all she knew was that what they had now was serious. They'd wanted this before Amelia walked away from them a few weeks back, even before then - she had always wanted Arizona. She was all in it for her and she was not planning to leave her side anytime soon.

She was in love with Arizona, and she had no problem saying that again and again.

-x-

Callie was making lasagna and homemade sourdough bread with olives and goat cheese – and Amelia was… well she was whipping up a salad, or at least trying to. She quickly reminded Callie that she couldn't cook shit without burning the house down, so, she offered to prepare some salad instead.

Sofia had already woken up not too long ago, and Arizona had already been quick on her feet to get to her room, to be the first to greet her. She could only imagine how happy Sofia must have sounded as her excitement echoed through the hallway, from her room and both Amelia and Callie shared a glance, giving a sly smile at each other.

She needed to say something right?

Amelia was dating her ex-wife, and now she was at her place — with their kid, and it all seemed like she was invading their space. Arizona used to be Callie's, and Callie knew Hopkins them . She didn't want to leave an impression that something had been going on since then.

"I love her," Amela blurted out, almost at the same time as the oven dinged, indicating that the lasagna was fully cooked and ready to be eaten. The abruptness made her wince, it seemed uncalled for - but it was the truth.

Callie blinked, unknowing what to say - features scrunched up in confusion. "Why are you telling me this?"

Damn .

She gnawed at the bottom of her lip hard, deciding on what to say. She looked away briefly, and when she did — she saw a picture of Callie, Arizona, and Mark hanging on the wall. The day they took Sofia home.

They were so happy. All three of them. God, she missed Mark.

The sight was too much to handle, so she decided to look someplace else - and she wished she hadn't, because she then saw a pair of crutches lying around the middle of Callie's living room. She assumed it was there because Arizona was visiting. It was there for Arizona.

On Callie's fridge was a drawing made by Sofia. Two little cute stick figures holding hands. Amelia assumed it was none other than Callie and Arizona. On the lower right was Sophia's name with a huge heart beside it.

There was always a trace of Arizona everywhere she looked. Like she had been living in New York, with Callie and Sofia, all this time. The sight honestly didn't even faze Amelia. She didn't find herself uncomfortable or jealous. But instead, found guilt creeping inside of her though, thinking she was getting in the way of Arizona's life. Of course, Sofia would want nothing but her mommies together just like in the drawing she made that Callie pinned on the fridge. This was the first time she dated someone who was already involved. Someone who already had a life before they met, someone who used to have the white picket fence and a family.

She squeezed her eyes momentarily, as her head fell back, taking a deep breath. But god, she loved Arizona. "I just wanted you to know that this whole thing I had with Arizona is serious." She loved everything about her. Amelia licked her lips, before deciding to look up once again to see through Callie, "I have every intention of keeping her happy and loved."

Callie crossed her arms against her chest, eyes were glossy, looking somewhat protective and Amelia understood. She looked back at Amelia, a sad smile now etched on her lips. "I know you do."

"I've liked her since Hopkins." Fuck. She bit her lip hard, almost regretting how forward she sounded. "I mean, I didn't like her all throughout our days in Hopkins, of course, it stopped when she left — because she dumped my friend, and I hated her for it." Callie's eyes widened, apparently unknowing what to do with that information she let out but she only nodded, silently urging her to keep going. "But then I crossed paths with her again — all of you, god, the world can't get any smaller right?" Amelia laughed, then eventually cleared her throat when the corner of Callie's mouth twitched up, looking even more confused. "Then I met you and you were amazing. I think I may have been a little bit jealous because how does Arizona get the gorgeous girls, really?"

Panic surged through her chest realizing what she just said, as Amelia dismissively waved her hand, "Wait, don't answer that." To which Callie nodded as a soft chuckle erupted from her lips, seemingly enjoying all this and making Amelia flustered. "You're amazing and an exceptionally hot Ortho goddess, and you and Arizona both deserve each other. I've been a witness to that."

Her hands twisted themselves up in anxiety, as she came to an abrupt halt. Callie's mouth opened in a small circle and closed. She almost seemed to smile, but it was so hard to tell not when Amelia unintentionally reminded her of what she and Arizona used to have. Amelia probably made the mistake of failing to keep her mouth shut.

"Arizona's my ex-wife. The mother of my kid. That will never change, Amelia." Callie went on to say with an unwavering expression. Amelia blinked forcibly as she nodded, both of her hands slightly trembling for no reason.

"I haven't been her person for the past few years, but I still care about her and I still look out for her in some way. That too will never change." Callie explained and Amelia accepted that wholeheartedly. There was no tinge of bitterness in her tone, she didn't even get out of her way to say this as a gentle reminder to Amelia, but more of a statement, and Amelia was totally fine with that.

"When she called me a year ago and told me she was having feelings for someone, god, I was so glad it was you." Amelia's heart race increased, looking astounded that Callie already knew about them beforehand. They were barely anything before, surely, Arizona hadn't said anything to her not until a few weeks back. Callie's lips quirked, as she looked at Amelia in amusement.

"She called me as if she even needed permission from me in the first place. I've known there was something going on since you two worked on Herman." She trailed off, a small smile covered Amelia's lips as the memories of working on Herman with Arizona came flooding back. "She didn't have to tell me, I just knew her that well to know she was already falling for you."

"Callie—"

"I don't want anyone else but you for Arizona, Amelia." Callie simplified as her eyebrow furrowed, emotions running a little high. Amelia tried to make sense of what Callie just told her. It was a loaded request, but she had no complaints. Not at all. "And Arizona surely doesn't want anyone but you."

Then she thought for a moment...

Does she, really?

Arizona never gave any implication that she loved her back. Showing you love someone was as important as saying it. There was a difference between wanting and loving. She needed to hear it from Arizona. Putting aside the kisses, the touches, and everything they've done in between, Amelia realized Arizona had never really said it out loud to her. Not that she was obligating her to, but she couldn't be blamed for being too observant. She'd been clear about how she felt, and not once had Arizona reciprocated the word.

She suddenly felt small.

Amelia found herself scoffing at Callie's last words, as she crossed her arms against her chest. "I never know what really goes in Arizona's mind, you know?" She bit her lip, looking away, in fear that Arizona might overhear. "The last time I told her I loved her, I had my heart broken by her. I never know the right thing to say. I always fuck up."

But also, fuck Eliza. Really.

Eliza in her damn Hopkins sweatshirt.

Callie sucked on her lower lip, as she breathed out a sigh. Amelia wished she could take the words back. It was unfair that she was dumping all this to Arizona's ex-wife, but she'd always seen Callie as one of her closest friends too, and someone who happened to have been with the woman she was hopelessly in love with so she needed this.

She pulled out the lasagna out of the oven, the smell wafted through the air somehow clearing her senses. Maybe Amelia would get over this, maybe she was just hungry. Maybe it was useless to overthink when she had Arizona right where she wanted. But her thoughts were silenced by Callie as she perked her head up, hips leaning against the counter. "Arizona's just… afraid ."

"Why would she?"

That didn't make sense.

Arizona survived all sorts of trauma. She had been nothing but brave. Amelia could hardly imagine Arizona could be terrified of… her?

"Because the last time she said she loved someone, it ended in a divorce. It ended with me walking out on her in therapy." Callie's voice was soft and filled with remorse.

The revelation somehow cleared her head as Amelia looked up to see Callie with tears almost threatening to spill from her eyes. Her voice quivered as she kept herself busy, grabbing plates from the cupboard as Amelia sobered up to help her out as well. "I'm the reason why she's afraid, and I can't take that back…" She said in finality, as she pulled back up to breathe.

And it finally made sense really. The grip on the plate loosened as she stared at the floor, it suddenly felt like it was a big mistake. For her to open up like this, for questioning Arizona. She felt bad that she didn't even take a second to give her a chance. This must have already been hard on her and she didn't know.

"But you can, Amelia." Callie heaved a sigh, wiping the lone tear that escaped her eye. "You're now the only one I know that can make Arizona believe in love again."

Amelia didn't say anything, as she chose to watch her. Her lips set were set in a firm line, as she swallowed the sob building in her throat. "I'm sorry, Callie – I didn't know."

"It's no one's fault," Callie assured her. She placed a palm on her hand that was splayed across the counter, giving Amelia a gentle squeeze. "She didn't have to tell me, but I know she loves you just as much–"

"Aunt Amelia!"

Their attention was diverted when they both heard Sofia call for Amelia's name, practically dashing to get to where they were with a smiling Arizona trailing from behind. She cracked a smile as she crouched down, catching Sofia in her arms.

"Hey, Sofia." Sofia hugged her back as she buried herself against her chest, a huge smile adorning her lips as they pulled back, "Look at you all grown up!"

Arizona looked as if she was over the moon, grinning as she leaned against the hallway. The blonde seemed so entranced by their interaction, looking as if she was willing not to cry with tears of joy.

Amelia continued to watch her from a distance, arms still wrapped around Sofia. And god, from that moment — there was nothing else Amelia could ever want.

-x-

The playdate didn't go as planned. Only because by the time they already finished their supposed 'early' dinner, it was already way too late to even head out. Not that she had qualms about it, because the truth was — she really enjoyed her time, catching up with Callie, getting to hear Sofia talk about her life in New York and all the friends she made. She was glad that she spent the time with Callie, other than spending the day with just the three of them.

She wished they didn't have to leave tomorrow. Three days were never enough to catch up over lost time, but this new relationship that she developed with Callie and Sofia wasn't going anywhere. She loved that they'd gotten closer than ever before. And Amelia had no fear of leaving because she knew this whole thing was not going to change anytime soon.

So when they all mutually decided to call it a night, kisses and hugs were exchanged — together with a promise she'd spend more playtime with Sofia together with Zola by the time she flew back to Seattle this summer.

And Arizona?

Arizona was more than thrilled about everything. She was beaming at her, holding her hand tighter to her own, and it took everything for Amelia to not kiss her right there and then. There was so much love, and she didn't know how that'd be possible after everything that they'd been through for the past few months.

They left Callie's apartment with her hand looped around Arizona's arm. Her eyes flicked back at Arizona with possessive warmth as she looked at her lovingly. She'd never have someone who would hold her hand, never had someone she could call hers - and here was Arizona, walking alongside her, all for her taking, her fingers gripping only tighter around her with the brightest smile so much that it made her dimples pop.

They walked in the silence finding comfort from one another, as Amelia only had Arizona's pump blue eyes and a tantalizing smile stealing her every thought.

It was more than enough to keep going. To keep whatever they had going.

And when they finally reached the hotel room, the first thing that she did was to pull the curtains aside. She stood by against the window, completely entranced by the view - as she unbuttoned her coat. She drew out a whimper when her hands were somewhat caught frozen in place as Arizona wrapped her arms around her from behind. Amelia only managed to sigh, as she dipped the back of her head further against her chest, with only Arizona's hands to keep her steady.

Arizona's touch was as soft as the kisses on her neck, she loved how she drew her hair to the side – loved how she nuzzled her nose against her skin. "You were right about last night. I was jealous."

Amelia laughed, shaking her head as if it was not known information - as if last night wasn't enough for Arizona to prove her point. "I know you were-"

"I love you."

Amelia's body stilled as she pulled away from her grasp, failing miserably to restrain how her breath hitched from how Arizona said it out loud unexpectedly. She almost fell out of balance, to which Arizona was quick enough to catch her. "I'm in love with you, that's why." She added, this time with more conviction.

Arizona suddenly looked overly concerned as she looked visibly intrigued, tilting her head in confusion, "Are you okay?"

I love you.

She felt like crying.

And Amelia was marveling at all the strength to keep her cool, but fuck it - Arizona love her.

It was ten years of doing nothing, and now they have everything falling into her lap wholeheartedly. She huffed, shaking her head as she bit her lip from quivering, "Why wouldn't I be? You love me."

Relief flooded from Arizona's face as she lets out a sigh of relief, her eyes shining almost glistening to tears. She cupped the side of her face, pulling her in closer for a kiss. "I do. I love you so much, Amelia. It took a while before I was able to say it, but deep down I've always known - it was always you."

Her heart began beating rapidly as she pulled Arizona forward again for a second kiss. Amelia tilted her head, as she deepened the kiss, combing her fingers through her hair while she nipped at her bottom lip gently at the same time. The kiss had been nothing but soft, and dreamy, and before she knew it, she was already murmuring how much she loved Arizona back against her lips.

I love you.

"Show me?" Arizona pulled away slightly but still within arms reach, piercing blue eyes now dark in desire. as she asked.

Amelia only managed to smirk, while she dragged her fingertips through the hem of her shirt, yanking it off her.

"I thought you'd never ask."