Dare You to Move (Part Three)

[thecon12]

Part One
Part Two
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I open my mouth to respond, of course she’s changed her mind, one minute we’re limited to first base and the next we’re brushing naked skin against naked skin, “We can stop,” I tell her finding my voice, I think I’m going to burst if she tells me that we should, I want her and there’s no stopping it now we’ve started.

Callie lets out a little chuckle, and grasps my hand, shaking her head, “I don’t want to stop, I just don’t want to do this on my couch. I mean it’s a nice couch but... I want you in my bed.”

I can’t help but let out a breath of relief, and I know she knows what I was just thinking because she smirks sexily at me and drags me towards her bedroom, closing the door behind us and immediately pushing me up against it; her lips attaching themselves to my neck as her hands grope my breasts through the thin layer of my bra.

She feels so fucking good that I can’t help from losing all and any control I have left; I moan her name as she nips my shoulder with her teeth, her hands sliding up my back and fumbling with the clasp of my bra. After a few unsuccessful attempts she pulls her lips away from my neck and looks angrily at the offending garment; it’s totally juvenile but she’s so cute that I can’t help but laugh.

“Want me to help?” I offer playfully.

“No,” she growls in response and moves to kiss me again, her hands working against the clasp again and coming up short, “What the hell is wrong with your bra Erica!?”

I laugh and shake my head, “It’s a completely normal bra,” she puts her hand on my shoulder and twists me around so she can getter better look, finally getting the clasp to come apart, “See, that wasn’t so hard was it Torres?”

Callie’s lifts a hand to brush my hair to one side, her lips brushing light kisses over my neck and shoulder as she bushes the bra away from my body; her teeth nipping at my ear, nuzzling her nose against it, her amused tone filling the room, “It was an evil bra, I’m telling you Hahn, pure evil! It doesn’t want us to have fun,” I can’t help but laugh a little as she teasingly nuzzles and nips at my ear.

The laughter stops as soon as her deft fingertips skim up my stomach and reach my breasts; cupping them in her hands and flicking her thumbs over my already hardened nipples.

I reach for her, tangling my hand in her hair and pulling her mouth to mine in a searing kiss. One of her hand skims down to my stomach, her nails scratching across my skin as she moves around my body again; our eyes meeting in a hazy gaze.

Her fingers loop into the front of skirt and she tugs me with her as she walks backwards towards her bed. Her mouth is attacking mine as we shuffled the few feet to her bed, when it hits the back of her knees she pulls her lips away from mine and sits down. Her hands trail patterns up and down my sides, her thumbs stroking against my hips before she slides her hands around to my ass, groping me through the material and chuckling when I groan.

Her fingers stumble across the zipper and she drags it down slowly. I feel the waist line loosen on my hips; closing my eyes as Callie guides the skirt down my legs, my hands going to her shoulders for support as she invites me to step out from the material prison around my ankles.

I open my eyes to find Callie looking over my body appreciatively, a sexy smirk forming on her lips as she scoots further up the bed and beckons me with her index finger. She’s driving me insane, and I love every single second of it. I give in to her request and scamper onto the bed, sliding my body against hers; our faces hovering millimetres apart.

Her hand weaves into my hair as she pulls my lips down to hers; this kiss isn’t hurried and heated like the ones we shared only moments before, it’s slow and gentle. I can’t help myself from trailing my hand down over her breasts, letting it rest above her heart, feeling the way it hammers inside her chest.

“Your heart’s beating like crazy,” I breathe out against her lips as I search for her eyes.

Her hands trail to cradle my face, her fingers stroking my jaw as her thumb guides delicately over my bottom lip, “I’m nervous.”

The confidence she held only moments before seems to have disappeared and the look in her eyes now is one of anxiety, “Me too,” she deserves to have me be honest with her in return. We made a promise at the start of this to be scared together and I want her to know that right now, in this moment, that my heart is beating just as quickly as hers.

She gives me a small smile, and I know that I’ve said the right thing. She knows, just like I do that if we do this together we’ll be absolutely fine, I’ve got her hand held just as tightly as she’s got mine, and I won’t let go unless she asks me to. Callie pulls me back down to her lips, her kiss more confident as we settle into a natural rhythm.

When I feel her hands sliding down my back, and coming to rest as a firm grasp on my hips, I shiver at the sensation; grinding our heated centres together for the first time, our panties the only barrier still left between us.

Callie’s lips fall away from mine, leaving the vast expanse of her neck on display for me to take with ease. I want this night to be special, I want her to feel what I feel for her as I worship every inch of her body, and in order to do that properly, I intend to take my time and savour every second.

After making sure that I’ve kissed, nipped and licked as much of her delicious neck as possible, I relinquish to her pleas and slide my lips lower down her body; her full breast becoming the next stop on my long journey to satisfy my hunger and hers.

I hear my name fall from her lips in breathy appreciation as I circle around her hardened nipples; lapping my tongue across one while my fingers manipulate the other, rolling it between my thumb and index finger. Her back arches from the bed and into my body more firmly when I tug at her turgid flesh with my teeth, sucking the bud into my warm mouth.

When she growls my name I switch my attention to her other breast, my mouth instantly capturing her dark point, while my fingers roll easily against the moisture I left behind on her other nipple.

She’s breathing heavily now, her breath coming out in short pants; her body squirming beneath my own, letting me know that she can’t take too much more of my teasing. I scatter kisses down her stomach, stroking my hands up and down her sides; dipping my tongue to swirl around her navel before nipping at the soft flesh just below it as I hook my fingers into her panties and slide them down her long legs; tossing them carelessly onto the floor.

I return to her at once, kissing down a little further, stopping when my face comes level with her sex; my eyes dancing over it as if I were admiring something as valuable as gold. I follow the neat crest of dark curls with my eyes, my gaze settling on her glimmering core that’s visibly throbbing with her desire for me. I dip my head to press a gentle kiss against her bundle of nerves, swiftly rewarded with her hips soaring against me; my name falling desperately from her lips.

I nuzzle my nose against her; breathing in the unique smell that belongs strictly to Callie Torres. Her sent is heavenly, and I feel my already clouded mind storing away this piece of information, never wanting to forget it.

Callie’s voice draws me from my thoughts and I lift my eyes to meet hers, an unreadable look covering her features, “You don’t have to... if you don’t want to I mean,” she pants out to me, in a completely unconvincing tone.

I smirk back at her, sliding my hand under her gorgeous toned thigh and sliding it over my shoulder; kissing and licking her soft skin as I open her up to me more. When I slide my tongue along the cleft where her thigh meets her centre she murmurs my name with such delight that I can’t help but smile against her skin.

I kiss my way back to her core, letting my eyes memorise exactly how beautiful she looks laid out bare and open before me. I place gentle kisses along her slit before sliding the tip of my tongue against her for my first taste of her dripping desire.

My taste buds dance to life as my tongue sweeps against her; she’s so sweet that it’s almost ridiculous, she tastes like a mixture of honey and strawberries; it’s a sensation that is quickly intoxicating every cell in my body and I don’t mind one little bit.

That first taste of her is apparently all I need; the hunger that has been burning within me for the last few months, has finally found exactly what it needs to be quelled. I make my tongue as flat as possible and enjoy licking her slit from top to bottom several times; her hands crashing into my hair as my name groans forcefully from her lips.

I make my tongue into a point, circling it around her clit; her hips arching with every sweep.  She growls my name when I pull away from her, blowing air against her sensitive bundle of nerves. She gasps in surprise when I return my mouth to her, suckling at her hardened nub as I easily slip two fingers inside her.

Her grip in my hair tightens as I begin to thrust my fingers into her. I start slowly, making sure she’s ready for this, and when she begs for me to go “faster” and “deeper” I know without a doubt that she is. Her hips rise to meet my rhythm as I continue to devour her. My free hand slides up her body to find her breasts and I begin working a spell across her nipples again.

My name is falling from her mouth over and over again, and I can tell by the way her thighs have tightened around my head that she’s getting close. I increase the pace of my tongue over her clit and curl my fingers inside her, searching for that special spot; feeling her muscles instantly clamp down on my fingers, my name screaming from her lips.

I still my fingers inside her, waiting for her to stop trembling before sliding them out of her body and sucking them into my mouth, damn she tastes good. I run my tongue against her a few more times to clean her up; loving how her slickness covers my face.

I look up at her when she tugs at my hair, getting my gaze to meet her own; admiring the red flush that is now covering her chest and neck, “C’mere.”

I slide up her body and resist her when she tugs me down to her lips, “You sure?” I know from my own past that kissing a man after they’ve been down on you isn’t always the best experience, and I want to make sure Callie really wants to kiss me when I’m covered in her juices

She gives me a wicked smirk and tugs at my face again, crashing my lips against her own and sucking my tongue into her mouth; moaning against me as she tastes herself on me for the first time.

“Mmmm,” she swipes her tongue across her lips as her eyes find mine, “That was...” she drifts off; smirking sexily at me.

I smile proudly back, “Yeah?”

She nods and beams her megawatt smile at me, “Oh yeah,” I let out a breath of relief and flop down onto my back next to her; her body falling over me instantly, “My turn,” she wiggles her eyebrows at me in a totally goofy way and I chuckle.

Callie wastes no time attacking my jaw and neck with her mouth; the way she nibbles against my skin with her perfect teeth and then soothes it over with her tongue makes me feel dizzy with pleasure; drunk with desire for her.

Before I can register the effort she’s working against my neck, her lips have scorched a heated pathway down to my breasts; her tongue lapping, her teeth grazing, her lips sucking; it’s a whirlwind of ecstasy and I can’t keep up. I moan out her name; my body arching into her touch as her lips glide lower; trailing open mouthed kisses down my stomach; the aching in my core becoming unbearable.

She guides my panties down my legs and tosses them to the floor. I feel her hot breath against my centre and bite my lower lip as I brace myself for her assault. A few seconds pass and when nothing happens, I open my eyes and push myself up onto my elbow; looking down at her. Her eyes find mine and I instantly notice the worry and regret filling her dark pools, “Cal-”

“I don’t know what I’m doing- I’m so sorry Erica, I really want to I just- oh god this is embarrassing...”

“Callie-”

I’m trying to process what she’s saying through all the foggy desire in my mind; trying to over look how much my body is on fire and concentrate on her words, but she keeps on rambling.

“If I just knew where to start, I could-”

“Cal?... baby?... Callie!” she looks up when my raised voice catches her attention and I see her eyes filling with tears. I quickly slide my hand into her hair and tug at her, “Come up here Cal.”

She moves reluctantly back over my body and kisses my mouth tenderly, “I’m sorry,” she drops her gaze away from me.

I push her onto her side and move to face her, brushing a stray piece of hair away from her eyes; letting my fingers tilt her head up so I can see her eyes, “Stop saying sorry,” I give her a smile, “You have nothing to be sorry about.”

She shakes her head, “No, I do. I practically pounced on you tonight and now when it’s my turn to-” she shakes her head again and takes a couple of deep breaths, “I’m scared I’ll do it wrong, I have absolutely no idea how to do this Erica.”

She looks away from me as if she’s embarrassed by her honesty, “Cal,” I lower my head to find her eyes and flash her a smile, “I’m glad you’re scared because I’m terrified,” she looks up at me in surprise when I say this and I give her a small shrug, “This is all new, it’s exciting and damn right daunting, but I’m glad that we’re getting to be scared together, that was the plan right?”

She gives me a small smile, “I guess. I really want to; I just don’t know what-”

“You don’t have to go down near the motherland at all,” I give her a cheeky smile and she playfully whacks my arm in response, “We’ve moved fast tonight, way past second base anyway. I’m fine with waiting until you’re really ready.”

“No!” her little outburst causes me to look at her at shock, “Sorry. Look, I don’t want to stop, I’m ready now, I just feel like I should have a game plan or something... it sure felt like you did.”

I let out an amused sigh, “No game plan Torres, I promise. I just tried not to over think; I didn’t want it to feel clinical, so I just went with what felt right, natural,” I give Callie a reassuring smile, “Trust me Cal, you’ll soon know if you’re doing it right or not.”

She smiles at me with a little more confidence, “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

She pushes at my shoulder and moves her body back over mine, “Think maybe that we could try again?”

I draw her face back down to mine, capturing her lips with my own and letting out tongues come together in a well practiced dance. She slides a hand between us, scratching a pathway between the valley of my breasts, down my stomach, around my navel and back up to tweak my nipples.

I moan against her mouth, dropping my head further into the pillow; her lips hungrily attacking the exposed skin of my neck and shoulder, while he fingers continue their exquisite torture on my hardened nipples. She moves her lips up to my ear, sucking and nipping my lobe before swirling her tongue over the sweet spot just below it, driving me insane.

The hand that was working my breasts into frenzy skims lower down my body, her nails raking against my hip bone and thigh, making me spread my legs wider for her. I growl her name when her fingertips brush patterns against the fine layer of curls above my core, each time the pattern moving lower.

I feel like I’m on overdrive, every one of my senses heightened by her touch. Her teeth nip against the soft skin on my neck as her fingers slide into my wetness. I moan her name as she takes her time to simply draw her fingers up and down my slit. She kisses her way along my jaw, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth as her fingers take their first rollercoaster ride against my sensitive clit. I have no idea what she’s doing to me, rolling, flicking, brushing, circling against my bundle of nerves, but it feels so fucking good. I let her know that she’s doing a great job by nipping at her bottom lip with my teeth; she yelps against my mouth and then hisses as she slides two? No, three long fingers into me, thrusting them in and out, and in and out at a rapid pace.

I can feel it building in my stomach, my muscles are tightening, twitching, and I know that it won’t be long before she brings me over the edge. When her thumb finds my clit I know that it’ll only be a matter of seconds before I shuddering out my release.

She curls her fingers, her thrusts slowing their pace as she goes even deeper into me, her thumb working divine pressure against my bundle of nerves. I see bright colours erupting behind my eyes as the waves break through their barricade; moaning Callie’s name out into the room as my body tenses in incredible pleasure.

I feel Callie panting against my ear as I slowly open my eyes; my body still trembling from the release she brought from me. I whimper when she removes her fingers from me and then watch in complete lust filled awe as she brings those fingers to her mouth; licking every last bit of me from her.

She smacks her lips and smirks at me, “Hmmm you last good Erica,” I open and close my mouth a few times, still at a loss for words. She dips her head and kisses me deeply, “I think I should have a better taste, don’t you?”

If my mouth wasn’t so dry, if I wasn’t so stunned by her sudden confidence, I would have replied. Before I have time to catch up, she’s sliding down my body, briefly stopping to pay attention to my breasts before continuing south and bringing her mouth to me; her tongue sneaking out to flick against my more than sensitive clit.

My eyes instantly roll shut, my head dropping back against the pillow as she works her mouth against me. It doesn’t take long before I feel that luxurious ache building low in my groin again. She sucks me into her mouth, her teeth grazing against my clit and I’m gone; my release exploding out from within me.

Callie keeps working her tongue against me until I grasp at her shoulders and push her away, unable to take anymore. I let myself fall back, and relish the feeling of satisfaction between my thighs; my gaze falling onto Callie’s face as she settles in next to me and draws me into her arms.

“That was... incredible,” she smiles proudly and leans down to brush a kiss against my lips.

“Yeah, it was,” I turn into her embrace, burying my face into the crook of her neck and lazily tangling my limbs with hers.

My body feels sated, my eyes suddenly heavy with sleep, “I should go, Yang will be home soon,” I mumble against her skin; her hands trailing up and down my back are lulling me towards sleep, “She’ll know that I’m here.”

“Hmm no, you should stay. Sleep. I don’t care about Cristina,” she holds me even closer to her body if that’s possible and I allow the warmth of her body and the safety of her arms to pull me into darkness, sleep claiming my body.

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Last night. Wow, the memories are lingering in the front of my mind, ready to play over any second that I close my eyes. Callie Torres, the woman who’s been the closest person to me in years, the person who never had to work hard at becoming my friend, and the woman who very easily became something more, last night became so much more than just a fleeting fantasy of what could be; she became my real, and my world has been knocked upside down.

I’ve been working on a patient in surgery all morning, and although I never allow my personal life, my private thoughts to enter my body whilst I’m inside this hospital, I find my mind drifting of thoughts of her. I haven’t seen Callie since we arrived at work together this morning, and although today hasn’t been slow or boring, I’ve felt every minute pass by.... it’s only been a few hours but I miss her. It’s a strange feeling and yet at the same time I find it almost comforting knowing that I have something, no, someone to look forward to at the end of my shift.

I pass by one of the trauma rooms and notice Callie busy at work. I know I shouldn’t bother her but I can’t help my need to see her, hear her beautiful voice, “Hey, you okay?”

She looks startled to see me and I can hear the frustration in her voice when she tells me what’s going on, “Erm, Bailey snagged all the surgical residents and interns, so I’m stuck with the psych interns, not the sharpest.”

I watch her for a couple of seconds as she scribbles away on her chart before her eyes come back up to mine, “Okay, you’re busy, I’ll be brief. I was thinking if you weren’t on-call tonight, that erm... maybe we could erm... go to my place, order in dinner, rent a movie?”

“Tonight? You want to get together again tonight?” She sounds a little surprised that I want to see her again and a pang of fear enters into my body. Her expression changes and she flashes me a huge smile which instantly erases any doubts that might be forming in my brain, “Because that sounds like the best idea I’ve heard all day.”

I let out a shaky breath, relieved that our happy morning after spell hasn’t been broken. I smile back at her and reach out to rub her arm, “Good, I can’t wait.”

She leans into my touch for a second before I realise where we are and pull my hand away, “Me either. I hate being at work sometimes, especially days like today, when I wake up with a beautiful blonde, only to have to rush from my bed and come into work.”

“I hate being here today too,” I’m so glad she’s just as annoyed about our pagers going off this morning as I am, “Sloan keeps pestering me, which isn’t helping time move any faster.”

She looks slightly worried but nods her head, “I spoke to him earlier, he was asking about you and me... well “us” actually, and I might have let slip how great our night went.”

I smirk at her, “Oh really?”

She smirks back, looking smug, “He thinks that it’s wicked hot that we’re together, and he keeps asking when he can have that threesome with us.”

I laugh because Sloan’s an idiot, and the whole threesome idea? Never happening! I scoff, “In his dreams.”

Callie breaks into her megawatt smile as she nods her head in agreement, “It will have to be, because there’s no way that I’m sharing my girlfriend with anyone, especially him.”

I think those damn butterflies that are always fluttering around inside my stomach when she’s near me are working double time, because I’m pretty sure my I’m floating, “Your girlfriend huh Torres?”

“That’s right Hahn,” she takes a quick look around before brushing a chaste kiss against my lips. She gives me another famous Torres smile, “So tonight, your place at seven? I’ll bring my overnight bag, and some clean clothes for the weekend.”

I lean in so that my lips are brushing against her ear, “Why? You’re not going to need any for the activities I have in mind,” it’s the amused and yet delighted look on Callie’s face as I saunter away that makes me think that having a plan for everything isn’t always the best idea, in fact... I quite like the unexpected.