Camping is in Tents
Camping is in tents
Callie/Arizona
NC17
Standard Disclaimer: Don't own, Don't profit
Summary: The girls go camping. Long story short, they do it in a tent...OH! Did I just give away the ending? Crap!
A/N- pretty much just a self-indulgent fic. I feel like there has been a ton of angst surrounding them for the past couple weeks (rightfully so conidering their actual story-line) so I needed something a little lighter to clear the fog. I'm not 100% content with it but here it is anyways. I hope you enjoy!!
Unbetad, all spelling/grammar goofs are my own
"I can not believe you talked me into this. Remind me again why I agreed to this?"
"Mother nature, roasting marshmallows, hanging out with friends, fresh air, two person sleeping bags..." She lets her sentence hang in the air at the mention of the last item. The item that had effectively sealed the deal on her convincing me to go camping with her and some of our friends. We're in her room packing for the weekend trip to Mt. Ranier with Cristina and Owen, Meredith and Derek, and Mark. Mark, upon noticing the obvious couples theme, had invited Teddy and I couldn't be more excited that my cupidy plan seemed to be working. "I can't believe you've never been camping, Arizona." She states in an almost mocking tone.
"Uh, no. I've been camping. Plenty of times, more times than I can count. But thats on the beach, in the sand with the sun and swimming and volleyball and-and-and skimpy bikinis!! This is like, Bear Grylls camping. Up in the woods, with the rain and the wind and the trees and the rain. I'm still trying to figure out why anyone would even put a campground so high up a mountain." I finish my rant with a heavy sigh and throw my hands in the air. It truely is baffling to me.
We're standing on opposite sides of the bed and after listening to me storm off about this "adventure" she tosses aside the duffel she was packing and crawls across the bed to kneel in front of me. She rests her hands on my hips and brings her eyes up to meet mine. I'm easily distracted by the absent-minded circles shes drawing near my waist and have to snap myself back to reality as she starts talking. "It's relaxing Arizona. To get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. To just be embraced by nature, it's peaceful. You'll see." Her fingers tease just inside the band of my jeans. "And if you really hate it..." My button pops open, "I'm sure I can find someway..." I hear the zing of my zipper being pulled down, "To entertain you for the weekend." Her lips capture mine in a slow, passionate kiss. My hands tangle in her dark locks as I feel her fingers venture lower inside of my pants. I moan into her kiss as she cups me fully through my increasingly wet panties. She breaks the kiss with a deep, throaty laugh. "Your brain may be screaming 'unexcited', but your body is definitly saying something else." Full lips journey across my jaw line, down my neck and nip at my exposed collarbone. My head falls back on my neck as I take in the feeling of her skin on mine.
Before I even realize whats happening, my pants are zipped and buttoned and she's rolling across the bed to continue packing. "Umm, excuse me? Get your ass back over here and finish what you started." I exclaim, jabbing the bed in front of me.
"They're going to be here soon, babe. Finish packing." She laughs and I just stand there in awe of the gigantic tease that I claim as my girlfriend.
"Just so you know, that was ridiculous. And I am so not forgetting that." I threaten her but she just laughs at me again. I continue throwing any and all long sleeved tops, wool socks, and long john pants I own into my backpack and soon enough there comes a heavy knock on the bedroom door.
"Torres, Robbins!! Stop doing the deed and get out here!!" Pssh, I only wish that had to be taken seriously. I walk over to the door and open it to great Cristina face to face.
"Don't worry Cris, somebody's being a tightwad in the 'getting-some' department." I inform her. She's standing there with her mouth agape just staring at me. "What? Too much info?"
"No one calls my Cris. If that ever happens again your waking up with your stupid Heely's tied to a brick at the bottom of Lake Washington. Ugh, tell Callie to hurry up." And with that she turns and heads out the front door, where a giggling Meridith stands in the hall.
She see's my stunned expression and simply shrugs, "She really doesn't do nicknames. You should hide your shoes just in case." She waves me on and heads down the hall after her friend. Those two are oddly perfect for eachother.
* * * * *
I'm proud to say that I've never ever gotten car sick in my life...until today. Those roads are a joke. They twist back and forth and up and down and in and out all the way up this god forsaken mountain. We've been at the campsite for about an hour now and the sun is sinking low in the west. Everyone else is setting up tents and starting fires and other camping things while I sit in Owen's truck trying to hold down what's left of my lunch. Callie has popped her head in a couple times to check on me but I shoo her away not wanting her to see me in such rough shape. Eventually I feel well enough to hop down and join the activities. I run into Cristina at the back of the truck unloading a cooler, she scoffs at my arrival and points to a tent at the far side of camp. I nod to her, sensing she's not in the mood for any more than that, and head to where she directed.
The tent is not obnoxiously small, but I wouldn't try to get more than two people in it comfortably. I unzip it and find Callie on her hands and knees rolling out a super-sized sleeping bag on top of a thin air mattress. She looks up at the sound of the zipper and smiles at my presence. "Hey you! Are you feeling better?"
"Define better. Compared to an hour ago I'm pretty sure E-coli would've qualified as 'better'. But yes, I think I'm done with the whole vomit situation now. Sorry I couldn't help set up the tent." I really do feel bad about that. The tangled web of aluminum rods above my head looks anything but easy to assemble.
"Oh that's ok, between Teddy and Owen, they set up all the tents in about fifteen minutes. It was actually really impressive." She pats the mat next to her. She's sitting criss-cross applesauce and I drop down at her side and pivot to face her and throw my legs over hers. She smiles warmly at how easily we fit together and reaches over to link our hands. "Are you ready for the best camping experience of your life?" She asks me.
"Those are some pretty big words there, Calliope. Better hope this trip lives up to them." I warn her and lean in to press a kiss against her lips. Her hands leave mine to trail up my arms before cupping my face gently, effectively pulling me deeper into the kiss. Our tongues duel with each other and just as my hands start to creep up her shirt we're interuppted.
"Hey ladies, not that I mind the free show, but next time you guys wanna start getting busy you might want to turn off your lantern. Your shadows are giving us a play-by-play. But I mean, by all means, if ya got it flaunt it ya know?" Leave it to Mark Sloan to ruin a moment.
Callie lets out a frusterated sigh before jerking her head towards the fire. "We should join them, yeah?" I nod in agreement and follow her out of the tent.
We wander over to the fire where Meredith, Derek and Cristina seem to be in deep conversation. Mark and Teddy are at the picnic table nudging shoulders and whispering like schoolchildren and Owen is over behind his truck chopping a tree into fire wood. Unfolding two chairs, we join the circle around the small bon fire and just take in the seperate worlds that our friends are all living in. The night continues on fairly uneventfully. Hot dogs are roasted, marshmallows are toasted, and easy banter is shared by all. Mark and Teddy head off to their tent first, which sends Owen off to chop more wood. Now there's a very obvious connection. Clearly Cristina catches on too since she pops open what has to be her tenth beer and chugs it all down in one go. Meredith and Derek head off next, Meredith pausing next to Cristina to pat her shoulder and warn her to "be good" before following her husband to their tent. Callie squeezes my hand in hers and I look over to see her glancing worriedly at Yang. I chuckle knowingly at her before walking over to Cristina and pulling her onto her feet from her chair. "Come on, you've had enough nature for one day." I signal Callie over for help and together we shuffle her over to her tent. Owen finally comes out of his chopping trance and hustles over to help us. We get her into the tent and as Owen clambers in after her I can't hold back. "Good night CRIS!!" I sprint away as a black converse comes rocketing out towards my head.
After Callie and I kick the fire until it dies down and put all the food in the truck, we retire to our tent. We remove our shoes and jackets and wiggle free of our jeans before snuggling down into our sleeping bag. We lay there for a few minutes, with my head on her shoulder I feel every rise and fall of her chest. Just the feel of her skin against my cheek and the smell of her perfume and shampoo wafting around me is enough to start a fire deep in my stomach. I start drawing faint designs on her stomach and turn to nuzzle my nose against her neck. "I was promised the best camping experience of my life," I breath against her quickening pulse point. "So far it's just been ok," I lean up to nip at her earlobe and lower my voice, "Are you going to change that?"
Her throaty laugh meets my ears at the same time her hands meet my ass. She pulls me on top of her and meets my lips in a seering kiss. She pulls my bottom lip between her teeth and kneads at the flesh on my behind. I dive my tongue deep into her mouth and she groans at the intrussion. My hands pull at the hem of her shirt and she sits up so I can pull it over her head. With me now sitting in her lap she removes my top and latches on to the spot that only she has ever found. Right below my ear and under my jaw. I sigh at the familiar contact and reach around to unclasp her bra. Yanking the straps down her arms I toss it behind my head and tackle her back onto the mat. My hands grab hungrily at her breasts and lightly pull on her taught nipples. She shudders below me and her hands slide up my back untill they reach my bra. With the ease of an experienced woman, she undoes and removes my bra in one fluid motion and leans up to take my aching nipple into her mouth.
My fingers tangle around the back of her head and hold her tightly against my aroused breasts as she continues lavishing them with attention. Her hands snake around to my back and dip inside my panties to fully cup my ass. She pulls me up higher onto her and flips me over so she's kneeling between my legs. She leaves my chest and reconnects our lips in a fast, needy kiss. I feel her hands loop through my underwear and slide them down my legs until they're pushed to the bottom of the sleeping bag we're now tangled in.
She runs her smooth hands up my thights until her thumbs are circling just below where I want them most, where I need them most. Her bottom lip is captured in her teeth as she gazes down upon me. She pins me down by my hips and grinds her body onto mine. I can't help the whimper that is created from the sudden contact she's creating. Her hands turn in and my back surges off the floor when her thumb swipes over my throbbing clit. It's just a quick flick of her thumb and I thrust my hips up begging for more. Her lips pull up into a smug grin and somehow, it turns me on even more. I shift below her so our legs are staggered and push my thigh up against her core. The feeling of her damp silk panties on my bare thigh, mixed with the moan the just escaped her, are driving me wild.
I flip us once again and revel in the new control I posess. I fall down onto her making our bodies touch in every spot possible and joining our lips together. Her tongue runs along mine and I see stars behind my closed lids. I reach down and try to pull down the boyshorts that cover her, but they wont budge due to our bound bodies so I unceremoniously rip them and yank them out from between us. She gasps at my sudden roughness before drowning into the kiss again.
Two wandering hands travel down my body and part ways. One heads behind me where it grabs me roughly, while the other slides between us and lowers into my soaking folds. At the new sensation I copy her actions and move my hand between her legs. I groan just because of how wet she is. She's still rubbing and teasing my clit when I plunge two fingers deep inside of her.
"Baby..." She exhales as her back lunges off the mattress. She immediately follows suit and drives two of her fingers into me. My entire body shudders and shakes, and it's all I can do not to topple on to her. I start the rhythm, using my thigh to thrust into her and riding the top of her leg as it supports the hand burried in me. Her moans are getting louder with every push. "Baby...I'm so close...Arizooo" The end of my name is lost in a hollow gasp as I enter her with another digit.
Her nails dig into my back and it hurts so good. "Shhh, baby be quiet...mmmm" I warn as her noises continue getting louder but I can't contain my own voice of pleasure as she massages the heel of her palm on my sensitive bundle of nerves. Another groan leaves her parted lips and I'm sure anyone within a hundred feet of us could hear it. "Calliope you have to be...oooh...mmhmmmm....shhhh....fuuuu" Words are getting harder to comprehend, forget about complete sentences. Her hips are now rolling beneath me and the new rotating friction is bringing me close. I feel the familiar tingling starting at my toes. My legs start to tense up, my fingers curl, my head throws back on my neck and my mouth gaps open. My breath catches in my throat and just as my body freezes and instantaniously begins shuddering, I feel a warm flow of juices cover my burried fingers. We're sitting half way up and she has a death grip around me while her body continues flexing from the orgasm still rocketing through her.
She finally gasps in her breath and falls back onto the bed. One arm falls limply to her side while the other remains trapped below me. I sit there above her, one hand propping me up on her stomach, the other still immersed in her. Her lids slowly open to reveal darker than dark eyes shooting daggers at me. She covers my hand with hers and tries to speak. "Wow"
I can't help but giggle at the simple but appropriate comment. I nod my agreement and lift myself off of her, pulling my hand with me as I go. The sleeping bag prevents me from getting too far and I snuggle into her side. My leg is thrown between hers and our arms are wrapped around each other, her left one serving as my pillow. She simply stares at me and I can't help but be blown away at her beauty. Anyone who lays eyes on her can tell she's pretty. But I'm the only one who gets to see her this way. Completely sated and exhausted from amazing sex. That thought puts a proud grin on my face.
She raises an eyebrow at my facial expression and I giggle before I explain myself. "I just can't believe how amazing you are," I watch adoringly as a gentle blush climbs across her cheeks. "In more ways than one," I wiggle my eyebrows in a suggestive manner and she chuckles lightly. The action causes my whole body to shake against hers. I smile as I press my lips to hers and join us in a slow dance of adoration. As the kiss breaks I lay quick little pecks over her entire face, which causes her to break out in the most adorable giggle and burrow deeper into my arms. I laugh into her hair and eventually we both return to just laying contently with each other. "Oh and by the way, this is so the best camping trip I've ever been on."
I feel her breath rush over my chest as she laughs, "I always keep my promises, Arizona." She states simply.
"Then promise me something." I ask
She raises her head to meet my eyes, "Anything for the miraculous Dr. Robbins" She teases.
I smile and press my lips against her forehead. "Promise you'll make me love camping even more..." I loop my arms around her waist and tug her on top of me, "All. Night. Long."
She smirks and nods as she starts laying kisses down my torso and disappears into the sleeping bag. "Right away, Doctor."
P.S. Some of you asked/suggested/requested about a follow up to the Two way street fic, aaaaand...I gave in. I'm working on it, it's slow going and there's no way there's going to be 4 chapters posted at once like last time but I guess we'll just have to wait and see where that one goes. Ok, anywho, I seriously hope you have a swell weekend! :] and thanks again for reading and for any/all comments!