Stolen Moments 13/? (Part Two)
Chapter Thirteen (Part One)
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Callie let her eyes dart across the surgical board; sighing in annoyance…it really was true; all the other specialities thought they were more important than Ortho and that meant even if she wanted to book an OR she’d have to wait for hours and even if she did manage to get one there was a massive possibility that she’d get bumped.
“Hey Dr Torres,” George smiled at her and she couldn’t help but give him a small smile in return…he always looked so unsure of how to talk to her now.
“Hey George, what’s up?”
George gestured to the blonde woman standing next to him, “This is Sadie Harris, she’s my new intern…I just wanted to introduce her to everyone so…”
“Hey,” Callie held her hand out to the young blonde, “I’m Callie, the ortho resident…it’s nice to meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you to, very nice,” Callie smirked in amusement when the blonde raked her eyes over her body; their hands still connected, “Hopefully you’ll be able to show me your skills sometime.”
George oblivious as always, looked down at his pager, “I have to go speak to the Chief…do you think you could give Sadie a tour of the hospital?” Callie opened her mouth to protest, “Thanks Cal, you’re a life saver.”
She turned back to Sadie to see the blonde smirking sexily at her, “Guess it’s just you and me…maybe you could show me where I’m supposed to sleep, you know, relax…” she trailed her fingers up Callie’s arm and continued trailing her fingers to trace the neckline of her blue scrub top; brown eyes widening in shock and amusement.
Callie shook her head, “Come on Dr Harris; I’ll show you around,” she moved away from her touch and turned to see blue eyes burning into hers; clouded with what could only be described of a mixture of unimpressed and anger. She watched Erica shake her head; scoffing at her and turning on her heel.
“Who’s the pissed off blonde?”
Callie turned to Sadie, “Look, you’ll have to give yourself the tour,” she turned to hurry after Erica and whipped back around the young intern, “Oh and the pissed off blonde would be my girlfriend…so I’d appreciate it if you’d stop hitting on me…I’m not interested,” she smiled to herself when she saw the shock appear on the younger woman’s face and hurried in the direction Erica had stormed off in.
Callie picked up her pace until she caught up with the cardio goddess and grabbed her arm; pulling her into the nearest on-call room, “Look,” she narrowed her eyes when the blonde yanked her arm away, “What the hell Erica?”
“Exactly Callie, what the hell was some dopey blonde intern doing all over you?”
Callie shook her head, “She wasn’t all over me, she was hitting on me and being really obvious about what she wanted and-”
“And what?” Erica growled angrily, “You thought it was okay for her to be touching you?”
Callie let out an irritated sigh, “Touching me? What about your super model, ass kissing Spanish intern Erica? That girl has been over you like a rash all week!”
Blue eyes widened in shock, “No she hasn’t.”
“No? Oh maybe I’m wrong, you always let interns touch you and you smile and laugh with all of them…I guess I just got confused…oh wait no I didn’t!”
Erica glared coldly, “I’m trying to be a better teacher-”
“So what, that means you have to let them touch you now?”
“Well at least I don’t let them practically fuck me with their eyes in the corridor and then smile when they trace the neckline of my scrub top!”
Callie groaned, “I’d only just met her-”
“Exactly, who lets a complete stranger get that close to them Callie.”
Callie let out a laugh, “This is ridiculous, I’m not remotely interested in her…she’s a dopey intern who was hitting on me; I thought it was funny…I even told her that you were my girlfriend…so if anyone should be worried here it should be me…you’re the one who has a hot Latina stacked super model after you, I mean she makes me look like a whale.”
Callie narrowed her eyes when Erica laughed and pushed past her to leave the room, “Cal wait,” she grabbed her arm and pulled her back to her, “You’re right, this is ridiculous,” Callie raised an eyebrow questioningly, “What’s even more ridiculous is that you think she could even compare to you.”
“Exactly, she doesn’t compare Erica…she’s like the younger, sexier, slimmer improved version of me, so I wouldn’t blame you if you thought-”
Erica lifted her hand to Callie’s mouth and shook her head smiling, “Cal, you’re gorgeous and sexy and curvy-”
“That’s exactly what George said before he slept with Izzie!”
Erica let out a chuckle, “Let me finish…you’re curvy and it drives me insane,” she reached out and pulled Callie into her arms, “Don’t know if you’ve noticed Torres but I’m hardly a super model either…Jacinta might have the standard super model body, but who wants that? Don’t know about you but I like the way my hands grip around,” she slid her hands down to Callie’s hips, “Here…and I love how soft you are under my lips,” she gave the dark-haired woman a smile, “You’re the most beautiful woman in the world and you don’t even know it…you’re a million times sexier than she could ever be, so don’t tell me she’s the improved version of you because she couldn’t even come close to being in your league Cal.”
Callie groaned and dropped her head against Erica’s shoulder and amused sigh escaping her lips, “Well this was stupid,” she pulled back to find blue eyes and smiled.
“Yes it was,” Erica smiled back, “I don’t know what happened, I just went from fine to jealous in a second.”
Callie laughed, “Well I’ve been having a meltdown all week about McSpanish and you.”
Erica laughed, “McSpanish? Let me guess Yang?” Callie nodded her head, “I’m not attracted to her at all Callie…how could I be when I’m with you.”
Callie laughed again, “We’re both jealous idiots,” Erica nodded, “I don’t want anyone but you either.”
“Good,” Erica leaned forward and planted a kiss on Callie’s lips.
Callie smiled as Erica gazed at her; the love evident in her blue eyes, “Live with me.”
“What?”
Callie let out an amused sigh, “I want to live with you…so I’m asking you to live with me?”
Erica smiled brightly, “Seriously?” Callie nodded her head, “I don’t think we could both live on Yang’s couch but you could move in with me?”
Callie shook her head, “I want us to look for somewhere together; a place we can call ours.”
Erica smiled, “Sounds like a plan Torres.”
“So that’s a yes?”
Erica chuckled, “It’s definitely a yes,” Callie smirked sexily and ran her hands under the blonde’s scrub top, “I meant it when I told you you’re so sexy it drives me insane, you know…” she felt Callie’s lips go to her neck, “I have a no sex at work rule Callie…so this, the kissing, it has to stop.”
Callie pulled back and kissed her lips, “I think we should break that rule and you can show me exactly how sexy you think I am.”
Erica shook her head and laughed, “You’re a bad influence Torres,” Callie nodded and moved her lips to the blonde’s ear; nipping enough to receive a husky moan. Callie felt Erica’s hands slide up her sides; her fingers dancing over her outline and stopping at her shoulders; pushing her back, “I thought this was about me showing you how sexy I think you are?”
Callie pouted playfully, “You want to be in control?”
The blonde nodded; flipping their positions and pressing her body into the dark-haired woman’s; her fingers working easily to release the tie of her scrub pants, while her teeth grazed a trail up her neck; her breath hot against Callie’s ear as the tip of her tongue traced the outline; nipping at her lobe.
Erica trailed delicate kisses along her jaw; kissing the corners of her mouth until the raven beauty whimpered for more. Blue eyes pulled back to meet brown as the blonde dropped her hands to the hem of Callie’s light blue scrub top; smiling as she indicated for her to lift her arms; the cotton material slowly peeled from her heated skin.
Callie moaned at the sight of darkened blue eyes drinking in every inch of her exposed skin. Tangling her hands into soft blonde locks she guided Erica’s mouth back to her own; their lips sliding together easily as their tongues gracefully danced together. Erica’s fingertips whispered over her skin; tracing her hips, up her spine, nails scratching a light pathway down her torso.
A gravelly moan escaped the dark-haired woman’s lips as her head fell back against the wall, giving the blonde easy access to the expanse of her throat; she left a trail of open mouthed kisses, her skilled tongue darting out to run across the soft skin covering a rapid pulse; teeth nipping hard enough to earn a gasp.
Callie felt talented fingers working the clasp of her bra; the lacy prison falling to the floor as Erica’s hot mouth blazed a pathway down her chest; taunt and waiting nipples carefully being teased with tongue and teeth. Hooded eyes fluttered open in time to see the blonde drop to her knees; her fingertips running around the waistband of Callie’s scrubs, loosening them as a warm tongue dipped into her navel.
Erica felt Callie’s hands cup her face and leaned back to look up into intense brown eyes; a heated flush covering caramel skin was enough to leave her breathless, “God you’re beautiful Cal,” her fingers grasping the material of light blue scrubs and lowering them down smooth tanned legs; Callie gripping at Erica’s shoulders as the blonde tugged them down over her feet, carelessly throwing them aside.
Erica slip her hands to the small of Callie’s back, raking her nails down to her lace covered ass; leaning forward to trail her tongue along the lacy barrier that separated her from Callie’s throbbing centre.
Callie tangled her hands into Erica’s curls holding her in place; enjoying the sensation of the blonde’s breath blowing against her slick heat before she trailed the wetness of her own tongue over the material; a low growl escaping from her throat as her hips bucked into the touch.
The blonde smirked at the affect she was having and hurriedly guided the soaked panties down and away from them. Her fingers tracing random patterns slowly up the back of Callie’s calves; moving them to scratch lightly up the inside of toned thighs before lifting a leg over her shoulder and trailing her fingers around to squeeze the globes of her ass as she lowered her mouth against Callie’s aching core.
Callie felt her eyes clamp shut as the blonde’s tongue flicked against her bundle of nerves; teeth grazing against it before lavishly sucking at it. Three long fingers easily finding her slick entrance and beginning a steady rhythm, “Fuck Erica…” she weaved her fingers back into blonde curls, pressing the blonde’s face hard against her; gyrating her hips to create as much friction as possible.
Erica felt Callie’s walls tighten around her fingers; liquid heat covering her hand as the dark-haired woman panted out her release. The blonde ignored the pain of Callie tugging roughly at her hair and increased her pace; loving the way the ortho resident huskily moaned out her name as a second release ripped through her body.
Erica waited until Callie’s breathing had returned to normal before sliding her tongue down her slit and licking her clean. She carefully removed the dark-haired woman’s leg from her shoulder and kissed a gentle path back up her body; her eyes widening in surprise as Callie’s figures curled around her wrist and drew her slick covered fingers into her own mouth.
Callie ran her tongue along the length of Erica’s digits before sucking them into her mouth; her tongue darting out to run across her bottom lip as she returned the blonde’s hand; smirking at the groan that pushed past the blonde’s lips. Grabbing a fistful of Erica’s dark scrubs, she tugged the blonde’s mouth to her own; moaning in delight as she tasted herself mixed on Erica’s tongue.
Callie leaned her body into Erica’s pushing her backwards towards the bed; a chuckle escaping her lips as the blonde’s knees came into contact with the bed frame; instantly making her flop down onto the mattress. The dark-haired woman quickly crawled up her body; her hands slipping under the dark blue material and teasing a hardened nipple as her face hovered millimetres from the blonde’s own, “I think I should get my turn at showing you how insane you drive me,” Erica raised an eyebrow challengingly, making Callie respond with a ferocious kiss; her hands roaming everywhere.
Sometimes jealousy could be good…
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Callie opened the door to her apartment with Cristina, Erica following behind her as they continued to laugh about the look they’d caught on Jacinta and Sadie’s faces as they left the on-call room; the poor interns, and quite a few of their other colleagues easily guessing what had just taken place in the room they used to sleep in.
Troy smiled at them from the couch; Cristina wrapped in his arms, “Hey you two…what’s so funny?”
Erica let Callie take her coat and hang it up, making her way to sit in the chair opposite them, “Nothing…we just had to teach a couple of new interns a few important lessons about messing with the residents and attendings.”
“You mean McSpanish and Mer’s loser friend?” Cristina asked; watching as Callie settled onto Erica’s lap.
“Yep…we thought we’d have really loud sex in an on-call room to get them to back off,” Callie laughed when Erica slapped her arm in disbelief. Troy smiled shaking his head as Cristina scrunched up her face at the thought.
“I can’t believe you just said that!” Erica tried to look angry but failed miserably when Callie smirked and winked at her.
“Well as much as we love hearing about…your day…me and Cristina were going to order some Mexican food, want to stay and eat with us?”
“That sounds great,” Callie nodded her head, “I know this great little place around the corner, why don’t I come with you to get it?” Troy nodded his head and stood from the couch; dropping a kiss onto Cristina’s lips before helping Callie into her coat and holding out his hand to her.
Erica watched as Callie laced her fingers with Troy’s and smiled to herself, grateful that the two most important people in her life got along so well; the click of the door closing reminding her she was completely alone with Cristina. They stared at each other for a few seconds, both feeling the pressure of the lingering silence.
Erica felt her eyes narrowing as Cristina stared to laugh, “What’s so funny Yang?”
She stopped immediately but couldn’t help smiling, “This,” she gestured between them, “This is what’s funny…we have absolutely nothing to say to each other.”
“And that’s funny because?”
Cristina pushed herself forward on the couch and shook her head, “It’s funny because you’re dating Callie and she’s my…well she’s my non-friend friend and I’m dating Troy and you’re his best friend.”
“What’s your point here Yang?”
“I guess it’s just funny because Callie and Troy get along but you and me,” she shook her head again, “We don’t even try.”
Erica glared at her, “We’re civil; that’s enough.”
Cristina pursed her lips together for a second, thinking, “No, it’s not.”
“Excuse me?”
Cristina held her gaze and shrugged, “Look, I know that we’ll never see eye to eye but you love Troy and I…don’t tell Callie but I care about her,” Erica raised an eyebrow in surprise, “They’re our friends and I’m glad Callie and you are together; you make her happy and I’m thankful that you take away all the pain from her past…and I know how important Troy is to you…you love him,” the way she said it so simply made the corner’s of the blonde’s mouth tug upwards in a smile; watching carefully as Cristina look a breath to steady her nerves, “But so do I Erica, and I want you to know that I’m going to take care of him.”
Erica smiled; shaking her head to herself before returning her gaze to Cristina who was shuffling uncomfortably, “You called me Erica.”
Dark eyes widened in horror, “I’m sorry Dr Hahn.”
Erica slid forward on her seat and shook her head, “No, don’t be…Cristina,” she smiled at her, “We should…I…should apologise…me and you have more in common than we think.”
“Callie and Troy keep telling me that!”
“Me too!” Erica couldn’t help but laugh and was glad that Cristina was laughing with her…they’d both been so stupid. Erica cleared her throat and smiled again, “What I’m trying to say is I’d like it if we could-”
“Be friends the way me and Callie are?” Cristina offered.
Erica raised a questioning eyebrow, “Is that non-friends-friends?”
Cristina nodded her head and smiled, “Yes.”
“Sounds perfect…” Cristina hopped off the couch and into the kitchen, returning with two glasses of wine and handing one to Erica before returning to her spot, “I’m glad by the way.”
Cristina’s brow furrowed in confusion, “Glad about what?”
Erica smiled, “That you love him too,” Cristina smiled back warmly and they both look long sips of their wine; turning to see Troy and Callie entering the apartment with food; coming to a halt when they look in the sight of the two women smiling and drinking wine together. Erica and Cristina couldn’t help but to burst out into laughter at the shocked looks on their partner’s faces.
Sometimes jealousy can be the dangerous green-eyed monster and sometimes…just sometimes people can realise how pointless jealousy really is and work together to stop it existing at all.