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Arizona had drawn Callie to her with a simple glance of those blue eyes. That dimpled smile. Arizona knew what she was doing, and she knew exactly what she wanted.
Calliope Torres.
She nudged her nose against Callie's, those ocean eyes still fixed on brown orbs, her fingers stroking lightly at the base of Callie's neck; until their lips fell together. And Arizona couldn't stop the smile that came as the kiss grew deeper.
It was the lowest, weakest moan that fell from Arizona's lips that ignited something in Callie. The faint scent of her conditioner that made Callie dizzy with want. Blonde hair felt so good under her fingertips, that she held her grip a little tighter, pressed a little harder. She followed the dip of Arizona's back, traced the lines of her figure, her free hand wrapping around the smaller woman, drawing her closer.
Arizona had never been kissed like this before.
So tantalizing. So titillating. Absolutely. Exhilarating.
They kissed for what seemed like forever, giggling between kisses before coming back into one another. They ignored the noise of the movie in the background and enjoyed each other's embrace. It's such an easy thing; being with each other.
Bodies pressed.
Lips parted.
Breathing heavy.
Fingers clutched.
They parted for air but stayed close; foreheads touching, eyes closed. It's Arizona who starts it once more. She takes her thumb, stroking it over Callie's lips slowly, watching intently. She leans in catching a plump bottom lip in her own. She bites softly, tugs gently, earning a moan from the brunette.
"Your lips are absolutely perfect," Arizona murmurs, biting down a little harder this time; dragging Callie's lip a little longer.
"Hold on to me, baby," Callie breathes against pink lips. The blonde complies, wrapping both arms around Callie's neck. Callie moves her head and kissing everything in reach.
Arizona's shoulders, and neck.
Behind her ear.
Her cheeks.
Her collarbone.
And Arizona melts when Callie kisses the dimple in her left cheek.
"Calliope," she blushes, her smile getting bigger. Callie grins and continues, kissing at the dimple a few more times before going back to Arizona's lips. She loves the way Arizona says her name; she's the only person Callie allows to call her by her full name. No one else says it right. She moves her hands down, down Arizona's back and under her ass until she's holding both of her thighs and Arizona gasped when she felt herself being lifted off the couch.
"Calliope," She giggles, "Don't drop me," She holds on tighter, wrapping her legs around Callie.
"I won't," Callie smiles.
She moaned as her back hit the mattress, Callie had thrown her down with little to no effort. And Arizona didn't have time to think; Callie was on top of her, kissing whatever brain activity she had left away. To be honest, she didn't want her to stop, she didn't want to think, she enjoyed this animalistic, aggressive side of Callie. They kissed as Callie began to unbutton Arizona's oversized shirt- one of the many that belonged to her brother. She slipped it from the smaller woman's shoulders, tossing it to the floor and grinning. Callie stopped, hovering over Arizona, and drinking her in.
Her girlfriend was captivating, thick blonde, unruly curls took over the pillow, chest heaving in anticipation. Bottom lips tucked between her teeth. The blushing shade of pink that was showing on her cheeks.
"You're so beautiful," it came out as a whisper, as if Callie were talking to herself,
"Calliope- "
"Spread your legs," Callie husks, but she doesn't wait, knees are pushed apart, opening Arizona up shamelessly and settling between her legs. A whimper falls from Arizona's lips as their bodies come together. She loves being handled like this by Callie.
Callie's strength was Arizona's biggest weakness.
Fingernails moved over a naked rib cage, pale skin turning red underneath the rough touch, moving up until she has Arizona's wrist, pinning them above her head.
"Callie- "She moans, her lips between her teeth.
Warm, wanting lips finds a perfectly sculpted neck. And those lips found that spot, that sensitive spot- right below her left ear- that would send chills down Arizona's spine. She loves the moans that are coming from the smaller woman beneath her, the way her hips are rolling for more contact. Her hand found the small curve of Arizona's breast and began to knead it gently. She could feel the heat coursing through her own veins, feel the hot pool of arousal forming beneath her, feel Arizona's nipple harden from her touch. Callie grabs the front of Arizona's panties, pulling them so hard she rips them off.
"Jesus, Callie," Arizona groans, arousal flushing through her body.
Warm skin caresses her cheek, as her lovers hand floats down, her touch both gentle and soft. Her fingers glide over Arizona's skin, making its way to her heated, wet core. A soft pair of lips and a warm tongue following close behind. Callie likes the way Arizona's stomach is sinking, the muscles clenching deliciously, anxiously. She feels soft, nicely trimmed curls first, and she takes no time parting cream thighs further apart. So much further that Arizona gasps loudly, fisting the mattress.
"Callie, please," She breathes, "Please, please, please,"
"Please what, baby?" Callie kisses the skin between her thighs, inching closer with each kiss.
Arizona bites her bottom lip,
"I need you,"
She raises an eyebrow, giving Arizona a smirk. Callie can see how wet Arizona is, she can smell her aroma and feel her need.
Her tongue was soft, caressing Arizona's lips like rose petals, easing them open until she found her clit.
Arizona hadn't came yet but her arousal was leaking, escaping out and staining Callie's tongue- But god- god -did Callie love it. She loved how sweet Arizona tasted. Strong hands slipped under, grabbing her ass and lifting her greedily. Callie brought her pussy closer to her lips, forcing Arizona's legs to spread further apart, opening her up even more to the woman below her. Those brown eyes rolled back, closing at the sound of Arizona's broken voice.
"Cah-"her breathing was uneven, voice unsteady and nothing was coming out whole. "Cah-Calliope- "she choked.
Those bold, well placed strokes of Callie's tongue made Arizona's heart jump; her thighs quivered around Callie; toes curled as she moaned.
Arizona honestly felt like she was sucking all the air out of the room but there seemed to be absolutely none in her lungs at the moment.
Callie pulled away, her warm breath brushing against soaked flesh. A whimper was pulled from Arizona's throat,
"Callie, please," She tried.
"Arizona," Callie called. Soft eyes fluttered, and when they met brown; both women melted. And that was all Callie wanted- for those ice blue eyes to be on her. She leaned back in, and when pushed her tongue inside of Arizona- so deep that it made her thighs shake a little harder.
Her tongue drilled deeper- thrusting and taking over every part of Arizona. She began to rock her body up and down, thrusting and gripping as she went. And as she thrusted, she heard her name from above. Callie glanced and the sight alone almost made her cum. Those glorious, perky breasts of Arizona's bounced, her head thrown back, chest rising, finger gripping the sheets.
"Look at me," Callie breathed into Arizona's hot sex. And when those blue eyes opened again, her thrust continued. She devoured Arizona, consumed her. She wanted to burn this image into Arizona's mind. She wanted to push every thought out her head that wasn't about her. Erase every lover she once had- whosever name she called out before- Callie wanted to wash them off of Arizona's tongue.
The only name she would ever scream again was,
"Calliope!"
Callie felt the tension running through Arizona, but her tongue and mouth kept moving. Her eyes stayed on Arizona's.
Blue eyes begged, heavy and tired, but Callie's eyes kept them open; kept them alert while the tension pulled at every muscles.
"Callie- Callie- I'm" With Callie's name on her lips and that tongue in her pussy and those brown eyes staring, and those glorious fingers… Arizona's orgasm rushed through her, and even out of her- onto the sheets and into Callie's mouth-
She looked at Callie for as long as she could, but with the trembles of her body and her thighs shaking and her muscles clenching... She cried out, her voice strangled and weak as her back arched.
"Calliope," Arizona tried to close her legs, tried to twist her body away but Callie held her close; held her tight.
She wanted to drink every drop that Arizona offered.
Her mind was melting. Body caving.
But Callie didn't stop. She wanted more. Her tongue was slow now, giving Arizona's clit gentle, careful licks. She could feel Arizona jump with each lick, feel her stomach contract every few seconds. She could feel the women above her shudder, hear the deep quiver in her breaths. Callie lets her tongue slides deep, moaning at the intoxicating flavor that was Arizona, her scent filling Callie's head.
Eyes roll with closed lids- Legs parted, when she feels that soft tongue stroke her clit-hard-she cries,
"Fuck-Ah-," She gasps, "C- Cah-Calliope- Calliope-"
Callie whimpered at the sound of her name; she loved how it sounded on Arizona's lips- raw, intense, shameless. So broken and so soft; she felt herself flowing out onto the sheets.
She slowly withdraws her tongue, letting it drift up to tease her clit. Her fingers pushed deep, her lips wrapped around that sensitive, erect bud, and drawing it in. Sucking with such force that Arizona jumps and gasps,
"Callie -"
She pushes two fingers in deep, curling and pressing, curling and pressing…
Callie knows she's close, but she just wants to taste her one last time. Feel Arizona give in and melt into the sheets. One. More. Time.
She glances up and Arizona's face is pointed to the ceiling, mouth gapped open as she whimpers.
"Oh-Ohh- "Her voice trailed off into a silent tremble, then an outright cry. Her hands clenched, fisting Callie's hair, her body tensed and then everything stopped. She quivered, and stayed like that for a moment, moaning into the darkness.
Callie's slid her fingers out and her licks turned into soft kisses as she helps to bring Arizona down. She's too weak to speak, throat dry, heart racing.
She's drained.
And when the woman above her finally calmed down, when she finally stopped shaking, when she finally started breathing again, she laid completely still. Her body was still vibrating.
"Calliope," She whispers, pushing and pulling until they're face to face. Callie wiped her chin, the biggest grin on her face. "I've never… nobody's ever made me…" Arizona stops to catch her breath. "Feel like that,"
"Mhm…" Callie moans, "How'd I make you feel?" Arizona blushes,
"Indescribable" Callie tries to move, tries to lay down on the other side of the bed but Arizona stops her.
"No, I want to stay like this," Arizona sits up so that Callie is straddling her. Hands find their way to Callie's hips, holding her tightly and pulling her close while Arizona allows her kisses to roam free. Her kisses are attentive, they lift and linger, leaving trails of fire on along Callie's skin.
"Arizona," Callie chuckles, her whole body is tingling, her pussy is throbbing.
Those hands tip toe along her skin. Admiring everything that is Callie.
The curve of those thighs.
The curve of her hips.
The curve of her ass.
She traces the line of her spine down to the dimples of her back. Arizona's touch is so supple, it's leaving goosebumps in its path. She cups her face, her thumb grazing perfectly plump lips.
"That-that feels good," Callie moans with a smile. "This is nice," Callie breathes, "Different."
"Different?" She kisses Callie's shoulder, "Different how?"
"Oh… nothing…" Callie whispers, "I don't want to ruin this."
"Calliope. What's on your mind," She takes a deep breath and takes a moment.
"I don't know, with George…" Callie can't even look at Arizona. This shame was a part of her, a part that she'd never shared with anyone. "He never seemed that into me… kind of like I was just something to past the time… and then everything with Izzy and it just clicked. I wasn't his type."
"Mhm," Arizona nods, fingers whispering across her skin, playing with dimples on Callie's lower back. "I get that, it sucks… to be with someone that doesn't seem interested." She reaches out, catching Callie's bottom lip between her teeth, biting, and dragging.
"But you, Calliope Torres,"
Catch. Bite. Drag.
"Are definitely my type."
Catch. Bite. Drag.
Arizona is kissing her everywhere; and the kisses are feather light, teasing. Starting behind her ear. The side of her jaw. Her neck. To her shoulders. Her full breast. The time that Arizona is taking with her is so…
Vigorous.
Eager.
Desperate.
She leaned down and takes a hard, brown nipple in her mouth. As she sucked, she could feel Callie's chest rising slowly. Breathing in, breathing out. Exhaling and biting her bottom lip as she whispers,
"eso se siente tan bien," She lets her hand fall to the curve of Callie's breast, finding the nipple and pinching,
"Ahh-"she gasps, Callie curls her hand around the nape of Arizona's neck, urging her on as teeth began to graze, biting the hard nipple and earning another gasp. Her bites are soft, and as she bites, she licks. Callie's breathing grows rigid and fast, so she does it again, and again, and again until Callie is withering above her.
By now Callie knows that Arizona can feel the heat radiating from her pussy, feel her nectar dripping from her shamelessly.
"Arizona," Callie tries, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. This all feels too good,
"I want to take my time with you," She whispers, "I want you to give everything to me, I want you to feel me-" She speaks slowly, softly, pronouncing every syllable. "And I want to feel… you…" With her lips on Callie's ear and her warm breath on Callie's cool skin; She groans at all the sensations.
"O-Okay-" There's a quaver in Calle's voice that she doesn't even recognize.
Those fingers move to the curve of Callie's hip, tracing down and across, running past dark curls, and sliding into pure, wet, heat. "Is this what I do to you, Calliope?" Arizona smiles, and Callie releases a deep, shuddering breath.
Arizona's fingers drag up and down, rubbing her clit with each passing. Callie's breath hitches, getting caught in her throat. "Is this how I make you feel, baby?" She lets her fingers slip inside of Callie momentarily, teasingly, before sliding back out.
And Callie watches, eyes glazed- absolutely stuck- as Arizona brings those fingers up to her lips and licks them one by one, closing her eyes and moaning herself.
"Come here," She pulls Callie back into her, pecking her lips and then- she licks Callie's bottom lip. Her fingers find their place between Callie's legs and when they slide inside once more and Callie breathes,
"Oh god," Callie lets her head drop, a scarlet blush fades into her cheeks, coursing through her and settling between her legs. She's taking in the sweet scent of Arizona, but she feels her hair being tugged, forcing her head up slowly. Eyes met and Arizona whispers,
"I could fuck you. All. Day." Her words are followed by a slow swipe of her tongue, up the side of Callie's neck. Her grip on dark locks tightens, keeping Callie's head up as her finger began moving just a little faster.
"You are absolutely," Arizona licks the shell of her ear, "Breath taking, Calliope Torres." Her fingers still tangled in Callie's hair, touching her with such care... there was a pulsing burn starting between Callie's legs, "And he didn't deserve you."
She tugs again, pulling Callie's head further back and licking a line down her throat. Slender fingers continue to work rough circles against an engorged clit,
"Arizona- "Callie isn't used to Arizona being so aggressive, so demanding… and she feels like she could explode as any minute. The way Arizona is speaking to her has her blood boiling, has her body shaking in ways she didn't think possible.
And when those fingers dip into Callie's pussy, pressing so deep, she breaths out,
"Fuck," Arizona's fingers aren't rushed and they're not frantic. She's moving slowly, with precision and purpose. Her strokes are powerful and hard. And with ever stroke, she goes deeper inside of Callie. With every stroke she adds a finger. Callie lets her eyes shut, growing dizzy from the feeling.
Her hips follow every stroke of Arizona's fingers, arms holding on as she moans into Arizona's ear, begging for release. sending chills up her spine.
"Fuck, Ar-Arizona- Please,"
"That's right baby, say my name," Callie can feel the cocky, dimpled smile that Arizona is wearing.
She kisses Callie's jawline, and tracing her cheeks until she reaches her ear and Callie can feel herself drifting away, feel herself giving in.
"God, you feel so good-"She stutters, "-So, good-" Those fingers don't stop moving,
"Arizona, Please…Make me cum,"
"I know, Calliope, I know," Arizona whispers, "Patience," she doesn't speed up, she keeps her rhythm with Callie's body.
She pulls her fingers out, just to push them back in. In, out, in, out.
She's stroking and curling.
Stroking and curling, hitting that spot within Callie as her thumb is rolling across her swollen clit. Arizona can feel the pussy muscles starting to contract, feel her thighs tensing. "Are you going to cum for me, baby?"
"Yes-god, yes," she breathes, her fingers are flexing on soft shoulders.
Silence takes over her body as it vibrates. Subtle fire runs through and beneath her skin. She can't see anymore; her vision is blurry, and her ears are buzzing. A shiver runs through her body, causing her to shake, Arizona's fingers are buried so deep; all she can, manage to say is.
Please.
Please.
Please.
Please.
She can feel her orgasm approaching. It was torturous in the most beautiful way. Her heart is pounding between her legs. Everything is so still. The only thing she can hear is Arizona in her ear,
"Focus on me,"
Callie's brows furrowed, her jaw drops, she can feel her stomach clenching, her toes curling,
She's knuckle deep, pulling out and slamming back in, going so hard yet so slow that Callie can feel everything. She can feel every delicious inch of Arizona. The blonde is tapping, and curling, and-
And just like that, she's shattering against Arizona, falling apart while she keeps her together.
Her mind goes white.
The scream that rips from Callie's throat is piercing. Her head is thrown back as her body begins to tremble. There's this... excruciating, blissful shock that makes her claw at Arizona's back; makes her cry out into the darkness of the room.
"Ahhh- ah-"
"Mhm," Arizona's fingers don't stop moving, her thumb runs over Callie's clit once more, "I like my women loud," she purrs, nipping at Callie's ear. When Arizona keeps going Callie reaches to push her hand away; but she's too weak.
"I-I can't," She stutters, "Oh-oh..." Callie chokes, "Arizona, I can't-"
But Arizona just shushes her because she isn't going to stop.
She finds the woman above her miraculous. Irresistible. And seeing Callie like this… does something absolutely enticing. She wants to watch Callie come undone in every way; trembling, juices dripping…
Breathless whispers fill the room, moans of ecstasy, cries of exhaustion.
Callie feels like she's floating, like she's suspended in the air and every part of her- and she means, every part of her- is tense.
She can feel Arizona everywhere.
Her bones
Her veins
Her blood
She feels like she's not even here anymore and all she can hear is.
It's okay
You're so wet,
I want you to cum again, Calliope,
I've got you, baby.
She's so sensitive. She feels like she's going to faint.
Its then that her head falls forward, a dark curtain forming over her face. Arizona brushes the hair back, racking her fingers through thick locks.
"Please," Arizona whispers, "Cum for me again," Her tone soft, but commanding.
Callie could laugh. Arizona has her trembling, barely whole- and she's the one begging. Heavy, brown eyes flutter open and all she can see is the gentle storm that is Arizona. With every thrust, with every roll of her clit; Arizona's brings Callie closer. She doesn't pick up her speed, but she adds pressure to the sensitive, swollen nub, and inches her fingers in just a little bit further, presses a little harder...
Another wave hits, but this one hits harder than the last, shaking her entire foundation as she cries out into the dark hours of the night. Arizona holds her close, bites down on her shoulder earning another cry. She unwinds into whispers, eye still shut tight. Arizona's still kissing her, every inch she can reach. Fingers still exploring sensitive, damp skin.
Bodies locked.
Shuddering.
Shaking.
Screaming.
Silent.
"¡Ay, sí! ¡Me vengo!" Callie cries, her body curls into itself, her eyes snapping open. Her nails are digging into Arizona's back, her body screaming. Her head falls, mouth open.
Those fingers finally still, they finally stop so Callie can try to breathe.
A hum falls from thin, pink her lips when she finally allows Callie melt into her. She's still shaking uncontrollably, breathing heavy, barely conscious, whimpering. She rubs Callie's back and kisses whatever she can reach. She allows the tremors to pass, listening to Callie as she whispers incoherent Spanish into her shoulder. She kisses soft, damp skin. Her fingers are still within Callie, and after she relaxes Arizona slides them out, earning another whimper from Callie.
She takes those coated fingers, and slips them between her lips once more, groaning at the taste.
She's still kissing Callie, placing light pecks on her shoulders, her collar bone, and cheeks.
"Arizona," she whispers, eyes closing.
"I can't get enough of you." Arizona whispers,
"Me neither," Callie smiles, "Come here,"
Callie pulls her closer, closing the small gaps between them. Buried under the covers now, legs tangled, messy curls; Arizona snuggles into Callie's chest and closes her eyes as well.
"Callie?"
"Hm?"
"I love you,"