Grey's Anatomy - Choices (18 [Part Two]/23)

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Title: Choices
Chapter 18 (Part Two)/23
Authors: Faith & Kye
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Rating: NC-17

Story Summary: Post-6x17 "Push" -- Arizona prefers chickens to children, and Callie isn't okay with that. Heartbroken and lonely, the two women try unsuccessfully to move on with their lives, only to find they really are made for eachother.

Chapter Summary: Make-up sex. And some talking. But mostly make-up sex.

Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.

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A/N: Very much NC-17 make-up sex. Finally. But the story's not over yet, so stay tuned for the final few installments. Thanks again for reading and commenting, we love to hear what you guys think.

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The door to the bedroom crashed open, rattling on its hinges as it rebounded against the wall.

Callie smiled into the kiss as she was insistently tugged into the room behind a stumbling blonde.

Arizona smacked her leg on the edge of the dresser and paused to curse softly against her girlfriend’s lips.

Callie chuckled into the kiss. “Such a dirty mouth.”

Arizona smirked as she pulled back just enough to whisper, “You have no idea how dirty it can be,” with a playful waggle of her eyebrows.

“Pretty sure I do,” Callie growled back.

Grinning breathlessly, Arizona moved her hands up to start tugging on the zipper of Callie’s signature leather jacket. “God, I love you in this thing,” she murmured, her fingers shaking as they worked the stubborn apparatus all the way down. “Makes me wanna do dirty, dirty things to you when you wear it.”

When the jacket hung open, Arizona slipped her right hand down and around Callie’s hip, sliding it over her ass.

Callie groaned, all traces of her amusement suddenly gone. She slowly dragged her tongue across her bottom lip. “That's a good start,” she whispered huskily as she gazed back into deep blue eyes.

Fuck. She'd almost forgotten how completely sexy Arizona could be when they...were having sex. Or about to, at least.

Oh God. They were about to have sex again.

Finally.

Callie could have cried she was so happy.

Arizona only broke eye contact to start kissing her favourite path along Callie’s neck. The brunette’s sweet skin tasted like heaven, something she never thought she would be lucky enough to experience again. She was perfectly soft, perfectly warm, perfectly…everything.

Both hands slid up the front of Callie’s torso to push the jacket back from her shoulders. “You look just as sexy when you’re not wearing it,” Arizona added in a low voice. “Or anything else.”

Callie shivered beneath the older woman's touch. She dipped her arms back to allow the jacket to fall from her body.

It took effort just to pull a single breath into her lungs.

Brown eyes drooped closed and she turned her head to inhale a deep breath of the warm, sweet scent of Arizona Robbins.

“I've missed you,” Callie whispered softly into her ear.

Arizona paused in her efforts to rid Callie of all clothing. Both arms moved easily around her waist, hugging her close.

All she’d wanted to do these last few weeks was hold her, and it had been complete torture not to be able to do so freely.

“Missed you, too,” Arizona said gently, placing a few more light kisses along her neck.

Callie leaned into the embrace. Holding Arizona again felt good. Warm, comforting, familiar...

But as good as all those things were...

Callie turned her head to whisper into Arizona's ear after a moment had passed. “This is nice,” she breathed. “But I'd really like to have sex now.”

Pulling back from the hug, Arizona laughed. “Yes, ma’am.”

She grabbed Callie by the hips once more and tugged her back toward the bed, turning at the last moment to push her onto the mattress.

Arizona climbed on top as soon as Callie hit the bed. She reached down to push up the hem of her shirt and leaned in to kiss along a perfectly tanned stomach.

Callie's hands instantly flew down to weave deeply into thick, silky blonde hair. She gave a slight tug with her fingers as she dipped her head back.

“Oh God, Arizona,” she moaned as she felt the other woman's soft, gentle lips working against the sensitive skin of her stomach. Her muscles tightened and hitched with each light kiss, and she arched her back up at the sensation.

Arizona automatically pulled her lips back a fraction of an inch, waiting for about three seconds before beaming up at Callie.

“You have no idea how happy I am you can move like that without excruciating pain,” the blonde mused. “I was starting to think I was just losing my mojo or something.”

“Mojo?” Callie glanced down with a raised brow. “You have mojo?”

Arizona chuckled and sat up, straddling Callie’s hips. She reached down and quickly pulled her own shirt up and over her head. “I have crazy mojo,” she teased. Instantly, she leaned back down and pulled her lover into a deep, needy kiss, while her right hand snuck up the woman’s shirt to run sensually along her side.

Callie moaned into the kiss, then growled when she felt her lover's hand brush over top of her breast. “Just take it off already,” she whispered with a harsh breath as she pushed on the blonde's body, sitting up beneath her.

Callie smiled seductively as she reached down for the hem of her own shirt. A second later the material was gone, tossed to the side without a second thought. She didn't hesitate as she reached behind her back for the clasp on her bra. It soon joined her shirt on the floor.

Arizona’s eyes glazed over, and she shot Callie a hazy smile. “God, you’re beautiful,” she murmured, leaning down and attaching her lips just above Callie’s right breast.

Good God, she loved those things.

Arizona pushed lightly against Callie’s stomach to get her to lay back down. While her lips kissed and teased her girlfriend’s right breast, her hand snuck up to gently squeeze the left.

Brown eyes rolled back into Callie’s head as she arched into the touch. Her left hand came up to rest over the back of her lover's in gentle encouragement.

Arizona teased Callie’s breast with her lips and tongue, going near but not touching her already hardening nipple.

She knew how crazy that drove her.

Her right thumb circled over the other, while her palm lightly kneaded the soft mound at her girlfriend's urging.

Arizona could die a happy, lucky woman right here.

Callie had fucking perfect, gorgeous breasts.

She finally ran her tongue across the straining peak, stroking the warm flesh with slow, wet licks.

Callie's eyes shot open and she suddenly sucked in a sharp breath. She dropped her eyes to watch as the blonde licked her, and moaned appreciatively as she slipped her right hand down to the back of the woman's neck. “Arizona,” she whispered huskily as she brushed her fingers against the soft, fine hairs beneath them.

Arizona looked up from her task with a ragged breath of her own. She leaned up the short distance to pull Callie into another deep kiss.

Dark eyes snapped shut as Callie's brow raised in surprise at the sudden move. She moaned into the kiss as she pulled Arizona a little harder against her body.

It only lasted for a few seconds before Callie pulled away. “In case you were w-wondering,” she breathed harshly against the other woman's lips, “I'm way past the foreplay stage.” She squeezed her thighs together on instinct.

Smiling, Arizona nipped once more at Callie’s bottom lip. She shifted and supported her weight with her legs, while both hands moved down to undo the brunette’s pants with expert skill.

She’d taken off these jeans many, many times in the past.

And planned to do so even more times in the future.

The belt came undone, followed by the zipper and button combo. “Up,” Arizona directed quietly, tugging the pants over Callie’s hips when she lifted them just enough to do so. She slowly pulled them down and off of the woman’s legs before dumping them unceremoniously over the side of the bed.

Arizona leaned in to kiss at the inside of her lover’s thigh, biting down gently.

Callie gasped sharply, but still managed to reach down with a shaking hand to place it on top of her partner’s head. “Not so fast, honey,” she laughed breathlessly. She swallowed back, licking her lips as she gently eased Arizona's mouth away from her skin. She raked her eyes over her lover's mostly half-naked form. “You gotta lose some more clothes first.”

Arizona ‘hmm’ed quietly. “Sorry. But I’ve been undressing you with my eyes for weeks now. I’m a little impatient.” She smiled at Callie as she sat up beneath her, and leaned in for yet another kiss.

Arizona just couldn’t get enough of those lips.

“Don't be sorry,” Callie whispered into it. She reached down with her right hand to tug on the waistline of the blonde's pants. “Just be naked.”

Arizona pulled back with a laugh. Just when she thought she couldn't love this woman any more...

Callie arched a perfectly shaped brow as she slowly moved her hand over to the buckle on Arizona’s belt. She gave it a few tugs, pulling Arizona hard against her just body to get the point across.

Point taken.

Arizona tilted her head down at the perfect angle to steal a few more soft, teasing kisses while her hands worked open the belt. It got stuck halfway, and she had to smirk as Callie bulldozed her fingers out of the way.

“Now who’s the impatient one?” Arizona teased, reaching up to gently palm Callie’s right breast again while the brunette undid her pants the rest of the way.

Callie's only response was to shove her hand into said pants the second she popped the button. She didn't even bother with the zipper, the force of her hand pushing it down for her.

Arizona’s eyes automatically slipped shut, and she rocked forward into her girlfriend’s body the second she felt those fingers graze through her wetness.

Considering it had literally been weeks since she’d felt Callie touch her like that, Arizona was surprised she didn’t pass out.

“Calliope,” she moaned earnestly, tangling her fingers into brown curls and pulling her back into a heated kiss.

The brunette sighed contently at the first touch of their lips.

She'd missed this more than she had realized.

Callie brushed her fingers through Arizona's already abundant wetness with a low moan of her own. She pulled back just a little from the kiss, smiling as she kept her eyes closed. “I forgot how wet you can get.”

"I didn't." Arizona’s hips jerked forward into the touch. “Pants,” seemed to be the only other word her mind could come up with. “Pants off.” She lifted herself more onto her knees, still straddling Callie, so the material could be tugged down her hips.

Callie was all too willing to comply with the desperate, lustful requested. She made quick work with what was left of the other woman's zipper before reaching up to tug the material down.

With an appreciative growl, Callie leaned in to attach her lips to the smooth plane of the blonde's stomach. “Fuck,” she whispered harshly at her first taste of the sweet, salty skin. “I think I've missed this most of all.” Her fingers tightened around the waistline of Arizona's jeans as she worked her lips along her stomach.

Arizona’s eyes slid shut once more, and her right hand buried itself in gorgeous dark hair.

There were a lot of things she’d missed about this.

Pretty much everything, for starters.

Her stomach hitched as Callie’s lips ghosted across her skin, her balance wavering. The only thing keeping her steady on her knees was Callie holding her in closely by the front of her pants, which were most of the way down her thighs by now.

“Planning on taking these things off?” Arizona quirked a shaky grin down at her girlfriend, brushing her fingers against the fine hairs along the base of her neck.

Dark eyes glanced up, and Callie offered her a seductive smile in return. “I'm good either way,” she husked before leaning back in for one last long, lingering kiss of the blonde's stomach.

Easily her favorite part of Arizona's body. That was above the belt, anyway.

Callie's smirk returned as she placed a hand on said stomach, giving a firm shove to force her partner back onto the other side of the bed. They locked eyes as she swiftly pulled the jeans from Arizona's body, throwing them onto the floor.

A bit of an unwelcomed, nagging thought suddenly formed in the back of her mind, forcing her to pause.

Callie's smile faltered and she sat next to Arizona’s legs. She reached down with a shaking hand to place it gently along her smooth calf.

“What...what is this?” She licked her lips nervously, never breaking her gaze with those blue eyes. “I mean, d-does this mean what I hope it means?” She took in a shaky breath. “Or is this just 'I'm sad about remembering my deceased twin brother, so comfort me'...sex?”

Arizona sat up immediately and reached over to snag Callie by the back of the neck, brushing her thumb against soft skin. “No. This is ‘My life isn’t complete without you’ sex.” She smiled softly and leaned in to kiss along the side of Callie’s jaw, then up to her ear. “I’ve made a lot of mistakes lately, but the biggest one of all was thinking we’d be better off apart.” She pulled back just enough to meet those deep, expressive eyes. “I don’t want to be apart anymore.”

Callie felt that familiar tug return inside of her chest.

Only this time, it didn't hurt.

“God, Arizona,” she finally whispered back. She reached up to grip her hand behind the blonde's head, tugging her in closer. “I don't either. Ever again.”

Arizona suddenly found herself pulled back into a heated kiss. Her tongue eased its way into her girlfriend’s mouth, deepening the already passionate embrace. It stretched on for a good minute or so before Callie pulled away with a sudden, sharp gasp.

“Touch me,” she whispered harshly.

Arizona instantly leaned in, pushing her down against the bed and falling right back into the kiss. Her right hand slid along Callie’s thigh, gripping the strong muscle with a groan of appreciation.

If they could be naked together, in bed, for all eternity…she’d be just fine with that.

Who needed to perform fancy surgeries?

Arizona broke the kiss and started to moved her lips down Callie’s body, spending a little bit of time working along her smooth stomach.

But Callie quickly grew impatient. “Just take them off, already,” she growled as she reached down to bury her fingers deeply into blonde curls. She had meant it when she said she was way passed slow, gentle foreplay. Her hips jerked a little when she felt another soft, teasing kiss pressed against her stomach.

Arizona finally glanced up with a small chuckle. “I like your lucky underwear,” she mused, kissing just along the edge of the garment. “It’s sexy.” Her lips continued their slow, torturous assault along the most sensitive areas of the brunette's stomach and hip.

“I’m going to kill you,” Callie groaned, her toes curling into the bed sheets.

Arizona grinned again and finally caved, stealing one last kiss of the soft skin just beside Callie’s navel. She moved back enough to grasp the brunette’s underwear by the waistline and eased them off of her legs.

Arizona sat back on her heels to take in her girlfriend’s naked body. “You are so beautiful,” she whispered with an amazed smile, running a hand along the outside of her calf.

Callie squeezed her eyes shut. “Who cares?” she growled as she dug her fingers into the bed on either side of her. “I'm way past the sweet talk, too.” She blinked both eyes open to shoot Arizona a pointed, almost desperate glare.

Arizona shivered at the intensity in Callie’s dark eyes.

Hot.

She shifted down the bed and settled against the sheets, kissing a path along her partner’s inner thigh. Her lips instantly attached to Callie’s pussy, running her tongue slowly along its entire length. Her hands gripped tightly against tense thighs, holding her in place.

Arizona’s eyes slipped closed as her tongue delved deeper into Callie’s wetness, working into her slick folds and traveling upward to tease at her clit. She didn’t let up for a second, for both Callie’s sake and her own.

It had been a long time since she’d had the taste of her woman in her mouth.

Callie felt like her entire body was on fire. Her fingers tightened a little more into blonde hair, and she tugged Arizona's mouth hard against her as she bucked her hips beneath the steady rhythm of a very talented tongue.

Very.

Arizona worked at Callie with said tongue, stroking relentlessly against her clit and dipping down every once in a while to lap up every bit of wetness that spilled from her pussy.

“Almost forgot how good you taste,” Arizona husked in a low voice, running her right hand up Callie’s thigh and onto her stomach. Her fingers stroked against sensitive skin as she once more buried herself in between the other woman’s legs.

Callie groaned and shuddered beneath Arizona’s touch. A sudden, sharp jolt rocked through her whole body as the blonde’s lips sucked hard against her clit.

It wouldn't be long now, if she kept that up.

“N-not so fast,” Callie gasped as she gave the hair in her grasp a gentle tug again. “Wanna...make it last.”

Arizona reluctantly pulled back with a bit of a slurp, glancing up at Callie with a cute pout. “I thought you were way past foreplay.” She smirked, and turned her head to bite playfully against the inside of her thigh.

“Just because I make you come once,” she added through a soft breath, looking up beneath her eyelashes to meet Callie’s hooded gaze. “Doesn’t mean I can’t do it again. And again. And again...”

Callie shivered at those words. “Believe me, baby,” she whispered with a growing smile, brushing her fingers back through Arizona’s hair. “I know.”

There were many, many nights that instantly flashed to the forefront of her mind.

Arizona was apparently remembering the same thing, because her smirk only widened and she turned her head to kiss sensually along the tiny bite mark she had just left behind.

“I can’t get enough of you,” she admitted, leaning in to flick her tongue against her girlfriend’s sex one more time before slinking back up her body. Arizona instantly replaced her tongue with her right hand, rubbing and pinching Callie’s clit with expert fingers. Her lips sought out her girlfriend’s in another heavy kiss.

Callie growled into it as she reached down to grip the blonde's ass.

Arizona’s body pushed down into Callie’s, the rough material of her bra grazing against the brunette’s heated skin.

Callie broke the contact with a soft gasp. “Y-you’re still…too much clothing,” she breathed, feeling more than a little light-headed from the intensity of the kiss.

With a small smile, Arizona stole one more quick love bite before sitting up. She removed her hand from between Callie’s legs just long enough to reach back and unclasp her bra, sliding it off and tossing it aside. That left her in matching black panties, which she also just as quickly discarded.

“Better?” the blonde mused, instantly leaning back down to press into her girlfriend the second she was naked. She groaned softly as their flushed skin glided against one another.

Arizona moved her lips down to continue their assault on Callie’s neck, while her right hand moved back to massage against her pussy.

Callie shivered beneath the intensity of her girlfriend’s touch. She arched her back yet again as she moaned her name out into the room.

She couldn't remember it ever being this intense. There had been some nights when she thought they were just gonna kill each other in bed.

This was so far beyond that.

A light sheen of sweat broke out over each of their bodies, and Arizona bit down gently against Callie’s neck as her hips rocked forward. She pushed one finger deep into her girlfriend’s sex, stroking her a few times before adding a second.

The familiar wet heat surrounding around them made her head spin.

Arizona released a harsh groan into the woman’s ear as she felt those muscles clench tightly around her fingers. Callie’s right leg suddenly wrapped itself around her waist and pulled her in harder.

“Calliope,” Arizona groaned hotly.

Callie swallowed back, blinking the sweat from her eyes as she gently encouraged Arizona to lift her head so she could look at her. The intensity in those blue eyes immediately seized the breath right from her chest.

“I wanna touch you,” Callie whispered desperately as she squeezed her fingers against her lover’s hip.

Arizona’s left arm shook as it supported most of her weight, and she blinked back in an effort to keep her eyes open. “Not if it means I have to let go of you,” she said with a slight smile, leaning down to steal a quick kiss. “I want to feel you come first.”

She stroked her fingers again, curling them up just enough as she searched for Callie’s sweet spot deep inside of her.

Callie gasped sharply again. She lifted her free hand up to dig her nails deep into Arizona’s shoulder. “T...together,” she struggled to whisper as she swallowed back yet another moan.

She was aware that she was doing a lot of that right now.

Callie's hips bucked again, but she still managed to slip her right hand over to try and force it between their slick bodies.

Arizona lifted her hips just barely enough so Callie could guide her hand down. Her eyes immediately slammed shut when she felt one of her lover's fingers push inside of her. Her own continued to pump in and out of her girlfriend while her other arm strained against the sheets with each motion.

“I love you,” Arizona breathed against Callie’s lips.

Callie smirked into the kiss. “You're just saying that ‘cause I got my finger up your-”

“Calliope!” Arizona cut in with a sharp giggle.

Callie just continued to smile as she stuck her tongue out and gave the other woman's lips a long, sensual lick. “You know it's true,” she husked as she moved her finger inside before her thumb joined in to circle her girlfriend’s clit.

Arizona arched down into the touch, grunting loudly.

Callie just continued to smirk.

Fighting to get her words back, Arizona’s hips rocked forward against Callie’s hand. “Mmm, you’re right,” she replied with a breathless grin of her own. “I only love you for the hot sex.”

She bit down against the side of her girlfriend’s chin. “I also love you for your great ass,” she mused.

Callie groaned softly, the smile now gone from her lips. “Arizona?” she called with an audible husk in her voice. “Shut up.” She pulled her back into a desperate kiss, her thigh wrapping just a little tighter around the blonde's hip to pull her body in even closer.

Callie blinked the sweat from her eyes as she gazed up the short distance into Arizona’s shining blue gaze. Her finger pushed in deeper as her thumb picked up the rhythm of steady circles.

That pretty much shut Arizona up for good.

She rolled her hips forward with each thrust of her fingers, loving how Callie clenched around them tightly as her orgasm built up. Arizona could barely breathe as the brunette’s stroked inside of her simultaneously, and her vision started to blur.

That might have been partly from the kissing and not enough oxygen getting to her brain.

It wasn't too many seconds later that Callie clenched her legs tightly around Arizona’s body. Her eyes closed as she dipped her head back and cried out her release.

Every muscle in her body seized and tightened with the first crest of her orgasm. She could feel the deep, intense shivers take over as wave after wave swept through her.

Arizona ran her tongue up the exposed skin of Callie’s neck, following it with a trail of light kisses. Her lips never broke contact with her girlfriend’s skin until she felt the body beneath her collapse with exhaustion.

She had come close, but not quite reached orgasm herself.

None the less, Arizona peppered Callie’s neck and cheek with light kisses until she finally met her lips for one more deep, satisfying kiss. The only sound in the entire room was their heavy panting when they broke apart, and the blood pounding in her ears.

Callie was still lost somewhere in 'Happyland', but not so lost that she couldn't tell that her lover hadn't come yet.

It took effort, but she finally managed to clear the haze of her orgasm from her brain enough to meet her girlfriend’s blue eyes. “W...what's wrong?” she asked, her chest heavy with her breath. “You...c-can't?”

Arizona shot a look down in Callie’s direction. “Can’t? You calling me impotent?” She bit her lip when she felt Callie’s thumb brush against her clit once again, groaning softly.

She moved her right arm back up to the other side of Callie’s head, resting her weight against both forearms as she leaned down to bury her face into soft brown hair, breathing in the woman's intoxicating scent.

“You smell amazing,” Arizona murmured against Callie’s ear.

The brunette growled quietly. “Like I care right now.” She picked up the rhythm of her finger, sliding in a second one as she hooked her leg tighter around the blonde's body.

Arizona was gonna have an orgasm whether she wanted to or not.

One way or another.

Callie had gone way too long without seeing that 'look' in blue eyes or hearing that unmistakable moan and gasping of her name.

She pushed her fingers in a little deeper, pressing down hard with her thumb at the same time.

Arizona’s eyes clamped shut and she grunted into Callie’s neck, thrusting her hips forward against the hand.

“Look at me,” she heard Callie tell her in a quiet, but demanding voice.

And Arizona could never disobey her.

She pulled her head back just enough to meet Callie’s gaze, her own dark and hazy with arousal as she struggled to keep her eyes open. Her right arm stayed resting next to Callie’s head, while her left hand moved down to grip at the brunette’s bicep. She dug her nails in a little when a particularly powerful wave of pleasure rocked through her body, causing her to drop her head back down again.

Callie breathed harshly into her girlfriend’s ear as she completely stopped the motion of her thumb. It wasn't a second later when she heard a shallow groan of desperation slip from Arizona’s lips. She smiled as she placed a kiss against her ear.

Arizona's hips rocked hard against her hand again.

Callie’s slow, calculated torture was just that. Torture.

The best kind of torture.

“Calliope,” Arizona moaned into her girlfriend’s neck, a desperate edge to her tone.

It was then she suddenly found herself laying on her back, not completely aware of when exactly Callie had flipped their positions. Arizona reached up and instantly snagged her lover by the back of the neck, tugging her down for another deep kiss.

Callie returned it for a long, intense moment as her fingers continued to pump into Arizona’s wet pussy. She suddenly pulled back from the kiss, grinning at the deep groan of protest that fell from her girlfriend’s lips.

“Patience is a virtue,” Callie whispered, leaning down for one last kiss against the underside of Arizona's jaw.

Those kisses then began a trail down the blonde's body to stop just along the inside of her right thigh.

Callie slowly removed her fingers to replace them with her tongue.

Arizona’s eyes snapped wide open for an instant, before slamming tightly shut all over again.

“Callie,” she groaned a second time, resting a shaky right hand on the back of her girlfriend’s head. Arizona’s left reached back to smack against the headboard, fumbling for a minute as she braced herself while her stomach hitched painfully tight.

Callie reached up to take Arizona's right leg and toss it over her shoulder. She broke the contact of her lips against Arizona’s clit just long enough to slip two fingers of her right hand deeply back inside her wet pussy.

And fuck, was she wet. “That's so hot,” Callie moaned as she pulled back to take in a breath.

Arizona arched her back up off of the bed, clawing her nails against the headboard. She found herself wishing Callie had picked one with bars instead of solid wood.

She just might accidentally put her fist through it one of these days.

“Oh, fuck,” the blonde gasped loudly, shaking beneath Callie’s tongue and probbing fingers.

Callie glanced up, wanting Arizona’s orgasm to be as powerful as she could physically handle. “Come in my mouth, baby,” she encouraged softly as she pulled back long enough to take in another breath. Not even a second later she sucked the blonde's clit back into her mouth.

The intense combination of Callie’s tongue, fingers, and dirty, dirty words finally sent Arizona over the edge.

The leg over Callie’s shoulder tensed, and Arizona’s entire body shuddered violently as she came in a rush. “Calliope,” she moaned desperately.

Callie growled as she felt her girlfriend’s warmth spill out around her fingers, onto her tongue. She lapped up every last drop she could find before she had to pull back for some much needed air.

With a gasping breath, Callie shifted her gaze up to watch the look on Arizona's face as she came.

Fuck. Maybe she had lied before.

That was what she had missed the most.

It was a long, drawn out moment before Arizona finally collapsed against the bed from pure, blissful exhaustion as her orgasm faded away.

“Mmph,” she groaned, unable to pull enough air into her lung to form a single word, let alone a coherent sentence. She could barely keep her eyes hovering open, watching lazily as Callie moved back up her body.

Arizona dropped the hand that had been against the headboard down to stroke her fingers through her girlfriend’s hair, and she leaned up to steal a much softer kiss this time.

Callie kissed her back, but only for a moment. She wrenched her lips away from the blonde's, eyes shifting up toward the headboard. “That's new,” she whispered huskily before returning her gaze to meet with hazy, bright blue eyes.

Not that Arizona hadn’t ever gotten a little...enthusiastic during sex.

There were sometimes that...well, Callie still had the scars to prove it.

But the headboard thing was definitely new.

And...hot.

Blushing, Arizona shrugged one shoulder, still stroking her fingers against the back of Callie’s neck. “You have skills,” she teased with a light chuckle. “Take my complete lack of control as a compliment.”

Arizona’s hand moved down to brush against Callie’s cheek, and she just looked at her for a moment. “I’ve missed you so much,” she murmured. “You have no idea.” Callie moved off to the side and Arizona rolled so their were facing eachother, then shuffled in real close.

She wanted, needed them to still be touching. Her legs intertwined with Callie’s, and she draped an arm over her waist. Her fingers traced gentle patterns against the woman’s lower back.

“We still need to talk,” Arizona ventured after a moment, obviously hesitant. “A-about…stuff.” She swallowed back, her blue eyes looking more than a little worried. “I want to be with you, but there’s still all that…”

“Stuff,” Callie replied with a quiet sigh. “Yeah. There is.”

Arizona swallowed again. “H-how…soon do you want kids? Is it a right-now thing, o-or a…year? Two?” The last thing she wanted to do was ruin this moment - this perfect moment - but she was even more terrified of it all falling apart again if they didn’t talk about…stuff.

Callie released a heavy sigh of her own. “I don't know,” she admitted honestly. Her dark eyes became a bit misty, but she held it back. She too was terrified of ruining what they had going on right now.

“I just know that I can't wait five years,” she finally replied, pausing to take in a shaky breath. “Or maybe not even two,” she added as she dropped her gaze from the intensity of those blue eyes.

Arizona felt her heart ache in her chest. “Five years is a bit much. I’d be too old to chase after a tiny pair of legs by then.” She smiled, trying to lighten the mood just a little bit.

“You’re thirty four, Zona,” Callie pointed out with a small smirk of her own. “Hardly gonna be old and senile in five years. Besides…” She felt her amusement grow despite the sensitivity of the subject matter at hand. “Just because you’re a dirty old cougar, doesn’t mean I’m not young and spry enough to do the chasing for both of us.”

Arizona gaped at Callie. “Did you just call me a cougar?”

The brunette smirked wider as she slowly licked her bottom lip. “Yeah,” she whispered in that patented deep, husky voice. “But you're my super sexy cougar.”

“Super sexy, huh?” Arizona rolled her eyes. “Like that’s gonna make it any better?"

Callie glanced down at the naked, flushed skin of the other woman. “Definitely mine,” she whispered again. Her gaze slowly traveled back up to meet Arizona’s eyes. Her smirk faltered as she searched their depths, gradually returning to seriousness. “I want a baby,” she murmured again. “Someday. While we're both still young enough to enjoy it.”

There was a tense moment of silence, where Arizona’s mind thought about a thousand different things, all at once. Yet, no matter which way those thoughts branched…

They all ended with the woman in front of her.

Arizona moved her hand from Callie’s waist to reach up and gently cup her cheek, before leaning in to press a soft, loving kiss to those wonderful lips.

“Okay.”

Callie watched Arizona closely, still not completely convinced. “Okay?”

“Yeah.” Arizona smiled softly, stroking Callie’s cheek with her thumb. “I’m still completely terrified, don’t get me wrong, but…” She hesitated for a second. “There’s no one else on this planet I’d rather have a family with than you, Calliope Torres. No one else.”

Callie's brow slowly raised. She still wasn't so convinced. “Okay?” she repeated skeptically. “Just like that. Okay?” Her eyes widened a little. “After everything...just 'okay'?”

She was suddenly feeling a little...perturbed. If it was just that easy now, then how could Arizona put her through...everything?

Arizona sighed.

Crap.

“No, not ‘just like that’,” she replied carefully. “You think I haven’t been thinking about this since we first broke up?” She watched Callie closely. “Until I met you, I never, ever thought I wanted to have kids. Ever.”

“Not really helping your case,” Callie mumbled, looking down.

“Hey,” Arizona butt in, lightly grasping Callie’s chin in her fingers and tugging her gaze back up. “Not finished yet.” She smiled a little. “But then I met you, and I fell in love. Not just the ‘date for a while until we get bored of eachother’ love, but the ‘forever’ kind of love. And losing you made me…re-think some stuff.”

Arizona took in a deep breath, trying to steady the nerves which were making her jittery. “I love kids, and I love you. And I’m not the kind of person to just jump head first into anything without thinking it through a thousand times, as you’ve probably figured out by now. So when I say okay, I mean…yes. Someday, maybe in a year or so when we’re more settled down, I’d want to have a baby with you.”

She couldn’t quite ignore the uncertain flip-flop her stomach did as she said that.

But she wasn’t going to lose Callie again.

“How much 'more' settled could we be?” Callie asked as she felt a painful twinge in the very center of her chest. She was fucking this all up, she knew that. But...

“I'm not saying I want to run out tomorrow and get pregnant,” she was quick to add at the terrified look in blue eyes. “I'm not saying that. I'm just saying...” She trailed off, but never took her gaze from Arizona’s.

There was a long, tense moment of silence.

“I don't think 'a year or so' is good enough right now,” Callie finally continued. “And I...I don’t want you to settle for having a baby with me just because it’s what I want. I want you to want to have a baby with me.” A deeper and heavier sigh escaped from her lips, and she felt her chest tighten. “But I can't lose you.” She reached out to place her hand on Arizona's hip. “Not again.”

Arizona sighed and pressed a loving kiss to Callie’s forehead, then rested her chin on top of her head while the woman snuggled in close. “You won’t,” she murmured quietly, holding the brunette tightly in her arms. Not as long as she could help it, anyway.

Which, by the sounds of things…she wasn’t doing a very good job of so far.

“By settled, I just meant…” Her heart pounded hard against her chest. “D-do you…want to move in together?” Arizona waited for an answer, but when all of two or three seconds passed with nothing, she continued on in a nervous ramble. “I-I mean, I know I practically lived here before anyway, b-but maybe we should think about a place of our own. Or kick Cristina out. Or there could be an actual house, with a yard. Unless you like it here. Or my place. Except that here is right across from the hospital.”

Callie's eyes widened as she suddenly felt her heart rate double.

“Move in together?” she finally repeated before moving to extract herself from the blonde's tight hold, just enough to meet her eyes with a genuinely surprised smile. “As in...we spend every night in the same bed? A-and wake up every morning...in that very same bed?”

God, she loved the sound of that.

Arizona nodded. “Yeah, that would pretty much be the idea. Except for the occasional night you make me sleep on the couch because I do something stupid and piss you off. So really, it’s exactly what we’ve been doing for almost a year, except I’d sell my apartment this time.”

She watched Callie slowly begin to smile, but still not give an out-loud answer. “So…is that a yes? Or a maybe? If you need more time to think-”

“Yes!” Callie instantly cut in. Her smile lit up her face, but she quickly recovered with a sharp clearing of her throat. “I mean, yeah,” she corrected with a much softer, calmer voice.

But she still couldn't fight the smile as it crept it's way back onto her lips.

“I can't think of anything I wanna do more right now,” Callie went on after a short pause. She glanced down to where their bodies were pressed tightly together, knowing that she wanted to feel like this every night of forever.

That put a naughty thought in her brain.

“Well, I can think of one other thing,” Callie remedied as she pushed her body just a little harder against the blonde's.

A small grin played over Arizona’s lips, and she leaned into the warmth next to her. “If we move in together, we can do those things a whole lot more often,” she pointed out, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

“Dirty girl,” Callie chuckled, stealing a soft nip of those irresistible lips. “You’re just using this ‘moving in’ thing as an excuse to spend more time in bed.”

“Can’t blame me,” Arizona replied, kissing Callie right back. “You are hot.” She groaned in the back of her throat. “And this time I don’t mean you have a fever.”

Callie slowly licked her lips as she glanced down to where just about every inch of their skin was touching. She groaned under her breath. “Not as hot as you,” she pointed out.

Arizona playfully rolled her eyes. “Oh, please,” she chuckled. “Don’t make me school you on how hot you are. I’d much rather show you.” Her smile grew more seductive, and she leaned in to gently bite down against the side of Callie’s neck.

After everything they’d been through these last few weeks, Arizona felt the most peaceful she ever had in her entire life, right here, right now, with Callie.

That’s how she knew they’d work everything out. They had to. There wasn’t any other choice.

“What’re we gonna do about Cristina?” the blonde questioned after a moment, pulling back to meet Callie’s eyes. “I’d feel too bad to ask her to leave…maybe I could move in for now, and we could start looking for a house? For all we know it could take six months to find something decent and close to the hospital.”

Callie groaned again as she leaned down for a soft, lingering kiss of the other woman's neck. “I'm sure we'll work it out,” she whispered against the warm flesh. “I seriously doubt Cristina even cares,” she added with a slow kiss to the underside of Arizona's jaw. “She's used to us by now, I'm sure.” Another kiss was placed just to the left of her lips.

Arizona frowned, staring at the ceiling over her girlfriend's, distracted by her thoughts despite Callie’s attempt to distract her from them. “But it’s a small place, and with her and Owen spending a lot of time here too, it tends to get a little...crowded.”

Callie sighed and pulled back to meet deep blue eyes. “I really love you, honey,” she whispered as her smile began to grow. “But that sexy brain of yours works overtime way too much.” She shifted her body against her girlfriend as her smile faltered. “Why don't we just focus on...this for now?”

They still had to talk. Both of them knew the issues of kids and when to have them hovered between them, threatening to throw another wedge into things.

But it could wait for a few more hours.

Arizona groaned a little in pleasant surprise. “Only if you help me focus,” she replied in a low voice.

A dark brow slowly arched.

That sounded suspiciously like a challenge.

And Callie loved a good challenge. She was an orthopedic surgeon, for God's sake.

She moved slowly as she nudged her girlfriend onto her back. She never broke eye contact as she shifted down the bed, stretching out on her side.

Callie reached out to take Arizona's smooth, perfect calf in her hand. Closing her eyes, she leaned in for a long, sensual lick of the warm skin.

Arizona tasted amazing.

Everywhere, it seemed.

Arizona shivered, a combo of the cool air tingling against her skin at the sudden absence of her girlfriend’s body heat, and the tongue teasing against her skin.

She was putty in Calliope’s hands, and always would be. And she wasn’t in the least bit upset about that fact.

“Head getting a little quieter,” she mused, gazing down at Callie with hooded eyes.

The brunette pulled her lips away just long enough to smile seductively. “It's not your head I'm worried about right now.” She kept her eyes closed as she traced her lips back against smooth skin.

Fuck, Arizona had amazing legs.

Callie's kisses trailed down her calf, across her ankle, around her foot, to the other side of her leg, and then started back up again. She paused once more after a couple seconds of silence. “But that's good to know.”

Arizona shivered again, her leg twitching a little as Callie’s lips brushed against a sensitive spot just below her knee.

Only this one woman could possibly turn her on by kissing her knee.

Gradually, Callie worked her lips up to the inside of her partner’s thigh.

“Mm,” Arizona sighed as she suddenly twitched from the feather-light touch.

Callie smiled against the smooth, warm flesh. She kissed her way to the left, her smile widening when she felt, and heard, the sudden hitch in the other woman's breath.

But Callie completely bypassed where she knew Arizona wanted her to kiss the most. Her lips trailed up along the smooth, flat plane of her stomach, and then started to move down the inside of her other thigh.

“Tease,” Arizona groaned in a low, strained voice. “Terrible, terrible tease…”

She reached down to graze her fingertips against the top of Callie’s head, feeling the need to touch her in some way.

“Terrible bad?” Callie murmured against Arizona’s leg, hiding a smile.

“Not in the least,” Arizona sighed in return.

“Good.” Callie smirked before she shifted a little further down on her stomach and easily slid Arizona’s leg up and over her shoulder. “So sexy,” she whispered huskily before licking at her flesh again.

Arizona’s stomach hitched a second time and she had to close her eyes for a minute. It was like her body had completely forgotten that it had come only a short time ago, and was once again back on edge.

Very much on edge.

Callie had that effect on her.

Her thigh jerked slightly when soft lips pressed against another sensitive spot on her inner right thigh. “You’re gonna kill me one of these days, Torres,” she chuckled softly.

Callie paused with another knowing smirk as she pulled back enough to glance up. “But at least you'll die happy.”

Arizona rolled her eyes with a cute, breathless laugh.

Callie’s smirk widened just a little before she moved her focus back to her task. She groaned at the sight before her. It seemed that Arizona was...enjoying what she was doing.

Good to know.

“So sexy,” Callie whispered again as she leaned back in to her girlfriend's warm, smooth body. She placed a few more soft, teasing kisses around Arizona's navel before finally placing her lips where she knew the blonde wanted her to the most.

Arizona instantly arched up against Callie’s mouth, another low groan escaping her lips.

Die happy, indeed.

“Calliope,” she breathed out into the room, struggling to keep her eyes open as she watched Callie once again lick and suck at her swollen, sensitive pussy. “I shoulda asked you to live with me a long time ago,” she mused through her arousal.

Callie paused, pulling back just enough to whisper, “Why?” Her breath was warm and teasing against her girlfriend’s already sensitive clit. “You know I'm ready and willing to lick you 'til you pop anytime you want me to.” She lightly blew her breath over the wet, sensitive nub, causing Arizona to quiver again.

Callie loved it like nothing else that she had such an effect on the blonde.

“It's kinda easy when you're this fucking hot,” Callie added with another appreciative growl.

Arizona smirked and opened her mouth to reply when Callie roughly flicked her tongue over clit, immediately making her forget whatever it was she was going to say.

Obviously, it wasn’t important.

“Mmph,” Arizona breathed again through a harsh groan, dropping her head back against the pillow as she blinked back a droplet of sweat. She felt the brunette’s hand slide up along her stomach, making her twitch again. She dropped her own hand down to cover Callie’s, shaking a bit as she squeezed it softly.

Callie moaned at the feel of her lover's hand on the back of her own. She pushed it just a little further up the blonde's ribcage until her palm rounded on a smooth, perfect breast.

Perfect.

Callie squeezed it with a grunt of approval just as she took Arizona's clit into her mouth with a gentle suck.

Arizona could barely hold still. She writhed beneath Callie’s touch, barely able to stand how hyper-sensitive she was with even the slightest stroke of her tongue. Her swollen pussy ached for more with every passing second.

Arizona's eyes glued themselves shut as she pushed her hips harder into Callie’s mouth. The thumb slowly but surely circling her nipple added that much more to the pleasure coursing through her body.

It was all too much for Arizona to last.

Abruptly, she grabbed the pillow from behind her head and smothered herself with it as she cried out, coming hard in a fresh flood of toe-curling wetness while biting down against the pillow case.

Just in case the neighbors were home.

Or anyone else in the entire building.

***

Callie just couldn't take her eyes off her.

Arizona.

Her sleeping form was just so...beautiful. Peaceful. Soft. Perfect.

Callie lay in bed next to her slumbering girlfriend, watching her sleep. Her left elbow kept her head propped up in her palm as her right gently trailed up and down the smooth, warm skin of the blonde's back.

Arizona slowly blinked open tired, sleepy blue eyes to see a set of warm brown staring right back at her.

A smile immediately appear over her lips at the sight. “Hi,” she croaked in a hoarse, sleepy voice.

“Hi yourself,” Callie replied quietly, her hand continuing in its soft stroking motions.

Arizona closed her eyes again and stifled a yawn while she stretched her legs beneath the covers, thinking how there was no better way to wake up than this right here. Callie's soft caress just about made her purr like a kitten.

“I could get used to this,” she mused, snuggling in close against the warm body next to her. “Waking up with you every morning. Naked.” A mischievous smile appeared over her lips as she kissed softly against Callie’s collarbone. “Especially naked.”

The brunette ‘hummed’ in agreement. “Naked is good,” she whispered back as she twisted her body to hover over Arizona’s prone form, kissing along her shoulder blade. Her kisses didn't stop there as she worked her way down to the other side.

She didn't want it to feel left out.

Arizona chuckled softly as she felt Callie’s body twisting up like a pretzel over top of her. “You're gonna strain something again if you're not careful.” Though the up-close-and-personal view of her lover’s breast wasn’t something she was going to complain about.

Callie moaned against Arizona’s skin. “Yeah,” she husked in return. “But it's so worth it.”

Quirking a smile, Arizona pushed Callie onto her back and sneakily shifted overtop of her. “Do you not remember the last time you were injured?” Her lips nipped playfully along the side of her girlfriend’s jaw. “The multiple failed attempts at sex stick out in my mind. I’d rather not go through that again.”

Her right hand traveled up and down Callie’s smooth ribcage. “I hated seeing you hurt like that,” she added after a moment. “Even if you did it for a really noble reason.”

“Yeah,” Callie replied with a smug grin. “It was pretty noble, wasn't it?”

Arizona snorted and rolled her eyes. “Glad to see you're not full of yourself or anything.”

Callie's smile slowly turned seductive. She leaned up the short distance to place her mouth next to the blonde's ear. “I'd rather be full of you, Miss Robbins.”

A grin stretched across Arizona’s lips. “There are so many ways I’m about to make that happen,” she replied in a low husk, nibbling playfully on Callie’s ear lobe while slowly sliding a hand down her stomach.

She was about to keep her word when one of their pagers went off over on the dresser.

Er, on the floor. Somewhere. Since they hadn’t exactly kept it tidy when they’d been tearing each other’s clothing off the afternoon before.

With a groan, Arizona very reluctantly rolled off of Callie and crashed next to her on the bed. “At this very moment, I’m cursing the dying child I’m going to have to go and save.”

Callie released a deep, heavy sigh as she reached up to run a hand across her face. She was still fighting the haze of sleep, but also...she was kind of a bit horny now.

Thanks to Arizona.

Callie sighed again as she squeezed her eyes tightly shut. “I hope it's not mine,” she mumbled tiredly. “I don't think I can handle a surgery right now.”

“I can always inform them you’ve been…incapacitated for a few hours,” Arizona grinned. She rolled and sat up over the side of the bed, popping her back with a groan. “Or I can tell them I handcuffed you to the bed and lost the key.”

Callie arched a dark brow as she watched her girlfriend. “You might wanna go with the first one.” She raked her eyes down over Arizona's nude form. Her smile faltered and she released a low, appreciative groan. “I'd live and die in this bed with you if I could.” She shifted her dark eyes back up to meet the other woman's.

Arizona flashed a grin over her shoulder. “Ditto to that.” She pushed herself reluctantly off the bed with a stiff grunt, her muscles straining in protest.

Make-up sex was by the far the best kind. It had kept them in bed for the majority of yesterday and into the night, with the occasional nap in between.

By far worth the stiffness she was feeling now.

Stooping down, Arizona grabbed her jeans from the middle of the floor and stared at the pager attached to her belt. “Crap,” she sighed, running a hand back through her messy long hair. “It’s Danielle. I have to go.”

She knew they still had to sort things out between them, but she needed to make a run for the hospital. Her patients had to come first, even though she hated leaving things in limbo here.

Callie moaned from her place in the very center of the bed. Her dark brown eyes were smoldering as she kept her gaze locked on the blonde's perfect form. “You can go anywhere you want,” she whispered huskily as she propped her head on one arm, watching the Arizona intently. “As long as you bend over like that one more time.”

Arizona shot Callie another grin as she stepped back into her jeans. “Keep talking like that, and neither of us are ever gonna get any work done outside of this bedroom.”

“Promise?” Callie instantly replied in a low, husky whisper.

The grin on Arizona’s face only grew as she quickly pulled on the rest of her discarded clothing. “You have no idea, Torres,” she chuckled, and then moved to lean over the bed to plant another deep, satisfying kiss on the smirking woman’s lips. “If it were up to me, you’d be naked and sweaty twenty-four-seven, and then some.”

Callie moaned yet again. She reached out to snag her girl by the front of the shirt just as she moved to pull away. She ran her tongue along her bottom lip as she gazed into blue eyes. Her fist tightened just a bit harder around the material bunched between her fingers. “I hope it's nothing serious,” she whispered as she tugged her girlfriend's body down closer to her own. “‘Cause I've had this fantasy of you, me, and the nearest supply closet for weeks now.”

Not that she could ever even dream of topping their last time in a supply closet.

It took her weeks to get just that one image, that one taste, out of her mind.

And then suddenly, it was back. With a vengeance.

Groaning, Arizona couldn’t resist snagging another brief, but just as deep kiss.

It had been so long since she had just been able to grab and kiss Callie, and now that that was ‘allowed’ again, she didn’t want to stop.

Ever.

“There are such things as on-call rooms,” Arizona reminded her girlfriend with a slight grin, pulling back from the kiss. She pressed her forehead against Callie’s. “You know, with beds. And sometimes a couch.”

Callie quirked that little half-smirk she had perfected over the years. Her voice was seductive as she leaned up to place her lips right next to her girlfriend’s ear. “Where's the fun in that?” She placed a warm, lingering kiss there before releasing Arizona's shirt and falling heavily back onto the bed. Her eyes closed as she stretched and burrowed deeper into the warm covers.

About a second before her own pager suddenly began to beep.

Callie moaned as if the sound caused her physical pain, and buried her head beneath the pillow. “Nooo…”

Chuckling, Arizona walked over to the dressed and grabbed her girlfriend’s pager. “Looks like we’re gonna suffer together,” she teased, moving back to the bed and taking the pillow away from Callie completely. She tossed it to the other end and dropped the pager into her arms.

Callie kicked her feet and whined as she tossed the item away.

Arizona just grinned as she reached up to pull her hair back into a messy ponytail. “Just look at it this way, Calliope,” she started as she walked over to the mirror, smirking a little as she stared back at her reflection. “The sooner we both get to work...” She paused and glanced back over her shoulder. “The sooner we'll both be in close proximity to a supply closet.”

Callie's tantrum ceased in an instant. Her dark brown eyes widened just a little.

Well, when she put it that way...

Callie sprung up from the bed to make a beeline for the bathroom. “I'll be ready in five minutes.” She glanced down at Arizona’s perfect, firm ass as she passed by. Her brown eyes instantly snapped forward. “Make that two.”

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