Stolen Moments 12/? (Part One)
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three (Part One)
Chapter Three (Part Two)
Chapter Four
Chapter Five (Part One)
Chapter Five (Part Two)
Chapter Six (Part One)
Chapter Six (Part Two)
Chapter Seven (Part One)
Chapter Seven (Part Two)
Chapter Eight (Part One)
Chapter Eight (Part Two)
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve - Stolen Moments
Family is the most important thing in a person’s life; without being part of; being a member of a family we’d all simply be lonely people with no connections. The relationship you have with your family is different to anything you’ll ever experience with other people; they know your insides and out and their love for you is unwavering; it’s unconditional no matter what life might bring.
Some people don’t get to experience the simple joy of having a family and knowing this should make us all treasure our own families more.
“Baby, would you stop looking at yourself in the mirror; that’s like the fifth outfit you’ve tried on for tonight,” Callie stood in the doorway and watched as Erica twirled in front of the full length mirror; her brow furrowed in what Callie was pretty sure was absolute focus and determination, “Erica?”
Blue eyes turned towards her, “What?” Callie raised her eyebrow and gave her a smirk, “I just want to look nice…your father inviting us to dinner is a big thing; I’ve only ever done the whole ‘meet the parents’ thing a couple of times and this time is more important than all of them put together…I need to look presentable.”
Callie let out an amused sigh and walked the few steps into the bedroom towards the blonde; wrapping her arms around her waist; pulling her into her chest as her head came to rest comfortably on her shoulder, “My dad’s seen you in your scrubs Erica, I doubt he’s going to judge what outfit you wear tonight,” Callie watched blue eyes narrow pointedly at her in the mirror and grazed her lips against the blonde’s neck, “You looked gorgeous in all of them…but I always like you in black; so wear that one.”
Callie felt Erica shift in her arms and smiled brightly when blue eyes met her own, “Thank you,” she brushed a lock of hair away from Callie’s face and leaned in to press a kiss against her forehead, “What are you going to wear?”
Callie pursed her lips together as she pictured the endless amounts of clothes she had stacked in boxes in Yang’s apartment, “I have a few nice dresses; I’m sure I’ll end up wearing one of them; I always pull them out for my dad’s sake.”
Erica laughed, “Glad to see you’re putting as much thought into this as I am.”
“I don’t have to worry about that now…since you became all butch and protectory,” Callie wiggled her eyebrows making the blonde laugh, “I don’t think my dad will dare say anything to me; I think you scared him a little.”
“Well I think you should wear the red dress, you know the one…”
Callie raised her eyebrow, “The one I wore to dinner the last time we went?”
Erica nodded her head, “Yeah that one.”
“You like me in that one huh?”
Erica smirked, “Well I like those,” she lifted her hands to grope Callie breasts, “In that dress so…”
“Dr Hahn, are you telling me you plan to be staring at my chest while we’re at dinner with my dear old father?” Callie smirked sexily as she watched the blush creep onto Erica’s cheeks. She pulled the blonde back into her arms and brushed a lingering kiss across her lips; letting dark eyes find blue, “I love you.”
Erica beamed a smile back at her, “I love you to Cal…even if you’ll be wearing a very distracting dress at dinner with your father.”
“If you play nice with my dad at dinner…when we get back to your apartment tonight I’ll distract you without my dress.”
Erica trailed kisses along Callie’s jaw-line before breathing into her ear, “Sounds like a plan to me Torres.”
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Callie shook her head and smiled as Erica walked around from the car towards her; the blonde had spent hours doing her hair and make-up to look ‘presentable’ for their meeting with her dad…Although Callie had teased her the entire time, she was actually touched at how badly Erica wanted to make a good impression on her father…and let it be said that not many people did impress Hector Torres.
Noticing the way Erica kept twiddling her fingers Callie reached out and pulled one of her hands into her own; letting their fingers link together as she pulled the blonde to face her, “Baby don’t be so nervous…You must have impressed him already to have actually gotten an invite to dinner in the first place…and you stood up to him and fought for our relationship,” she gave Erica a sincere smile, “My family is pretty hard to impress but I love you and that’s all they need to know…if that doesn’t impress them well…I’ll just have to kick their asses.”
Erica laughed; teasing, “You’d really beat down your family for us?”
“I’d do anything for you…I should have done more when he first arrived; I’m so sorry-” Callie felt her eyes flutter shut as Erica silenced her with a slow kiss.
Erica rested their foreheads together; their eyes meeting. The blonde running her free hand through Callie’s raven locks, “Stop apologising Cal…you don’t need to say it…I know you would.”
Callie gave her a smile and pulled out of her arms, “You ready to meet my dad properly?”
Erica bit her lip and nodded her head, “I don’t know, I think I need another few seconds before I’m ready to handle another Torres.”
Callie squeezed her hand and rolled her eyes; tugging Erica gently as they walked through the door of the restaurant. A man dressed smartly in a white shirt and dark tie greeted them and led them towards their table where Callie’s dad was already waiting for them; seeing them coming towards them he stood.
“Calliope you look beautiful,” he leaned in to kiss her cheek; looking past her to see Erica shuffling nervous.
Callie felt Erica try and slip her hand out of her own but held it tightly; refusing to let her father make her uncomfortable, “It’s good to see you dad.”
“Hello Dr Hahn,” he held out his hand and the blonde shook it immediately, “You look lovely this evening.”
Erica felt Callie’s hand squeeze hers in reassurance, “Thank you for inviting me tonight Mr Torres.”
Callie couldn’t help but laugh at them, “Would you two quit being so damn formal…Dad you remember Erica, right?” She watched her father smile and nod his head, “And Erica this is my dad, Hector,” she lifted Erica’s hand and reached out to lift her father’s placing the blonde’s small hand into her father’s large. Callie watched them smile at each other and couldn’t help but grin herself, “That’s much better.”
After that awkward introduction the trio settled down for their meal and Callie bounced conversation back between them until her father and Erica settled into easy conversation and laughter of their own. When dessert was served Callie felt her father’s hand cover her own drawing her attention.
“You’ve hardly touched your dessert Calliope, and that’s not like you at all. Is everything okay?”
She trailed her eyes to Erica and saw the blonde giving her a playful smile, “Yeah Cal, you normally go for dessert first,” she lifted her hand to Callie’s forehead and mocked concern, “Are you feeling okay?”
Callie rolled her eyes and flashed them both a smile, “I was just thinking how lucky I am…right now, in this moment, with you two getting along so well…it just means a lot because I love you both so much; the thought of not having either of you in my life for awhile there almost killed me.”
Callie watched her father use his free hand to cover Erica’s, “I’m sorry for what I put you both through, but seeing you together makes everything clearer,” he turned to Callie and gave her a smile, “Erica is an amazing woman; I can see why you love her Mija,” he turned to the blonde and gave her a playful smirk, “And you stood up to me Dr Hahn; not many people will do that, but if you were willing to fight that hard for my daughter I’m pretty certain that you’re the right person for her; your unwavering love was evident in your eyes that day.”
Callie felt her eyes tearing up and shuffled her chair towards her father letting him wrap his arms around her, “I love you dad.”
He brushed a kiss onto her temple, “I love you to Mija and from now on you can consider Erica as part of our family. You two must come for a visit to our home in South Florida; you need to be properly introduced and welcomed to the Torres family Erica.”
“I’d love to,” Erica gave him a sincere smile and felt Callie’s hand entwine with her own as she moved her chair closer to her.
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Erica breathed in as she entered her apartment; a delicious smell filling her lungs and making her stomach gargle in response, “Hello?” She smiled when Callie’s head peered around the kitchen door, “Not that I’m not incredibly happy to see you, but did you break into my apartment to cook?”
Callie laughed and hurried towards Erica; leading her into the kitchen so that she could be seated at the table, “I wanted us to have dinner together; we haven’t done that in awhile.”
“Cal we had dinner together last night, remember? Your dad was there?” Erica smirked playfully when Callie rolled her eyes and watched as the raven-haired beauty began to dish the food onto two plates.
“That was dinner with my father,” she gestured between them, “This is a romantic dinner with just me, you, good food and lots of wine. And I didn’t break in; I have a key,” Callie settled a plate in front of Erica and placed the other down for herself; grabbing the box of matches and lighting the candle between them.
“Since when do you have a key to my apartment? I mean I really should have given you one by now; you do practically live here,” she trailed her foot up Callie’s calf and let out a chuckle as brown eyes widened in surprise, “But unless I’m too old to remember, I haven’t actually given you one.”
“Don’t be mad,” Callie grabbed her fork and began stabbing at the food on her plate; her eye focused on anything but the blonde, “But I know your locker combination and while you were in surgery the other week I took your key and had one cut for myself,” she glanced up to see a strange look in blue eyes; mumbling “I can give the key back, if you want me to…I shouldn’t have got myself one cut in the first place…this is your apartment, I don’t know what I was-”
Callie hadn’t noticed the blonde moving from her chair as she continued her babbling about the key. Warm hands cupped her cheeks as smooth lips slid against her own silencing any doubts she was having about letting herself in to Erica’s apartment. Pulling back Erica gave Callie a warm smile; her blue eyes twinkling with happiness, “You were thinking correctly when you got yourself a key cut Cal,” she traced her thumbs across her cheeks, “I want you to be able to come here whenever you want, even if I’m not here…and if you having a key means I get to come home from the hospital to good food and you looking sexy in my kitchen then I’m all for it.”
Callie let Erica place another soft kiss against her lips, “I love you.”
“I love you too,” she brushed a kiss onto Callie’s forehead and shuffled back to her own seat, “Let’s eat because this looks delicious and I’m starving.”
“If you think this looks delicious baby, you should see desert,” Callie smirked victoriously as Erica chocked on a sip of her wine; her own foot now comfortably running along the blonde’s leg; continuously moving higher.
After they’d eaten the amazingly good food Callie had cooked for them and survived each other’s not so subtle attempts to get the other ready for dessert; Callie laced her hand with Erica’s and led her into the living room.
Erica raised an eyebrow in question as her blue eyes scanned over the room, “Cal what-”
Callie lifted her finger to Erica’s lips silencing her question and moved her hands to the blonde’s shoulders; pushing her backwards until she was sitting on the chair she’d placed in the middle of the room; the candle’s flames dancing about creating a flurry of soft shadows on the walls. She walked towards the stereo flicking it on to play the CD she’d prepared earlier.
The music filled her ears; making her brown eyes flutter shut. The beat of the drums ringing in her ears as her body found an easy rhythm; her hips swayed and her hands trailed across her own body. She heard a groan escape Erica’s lips and turned towards her; her body keeping its flow in time with the music as she got closer to the blonde; blue eyes already a darker shade of blue.
Erica quickly stood from the chair; her head spinning with the desire to touch; hands reaching out only to be swatted away. Callie raised an eyebrow and waggled her finger ‘no’; her hands going back to the blonde’s shoulders and pushing her back onto the chair.
Callie continued swaying to the music; her hands skimming across her skin; into her hair and back again at a tortuous pace; loving the way the blonde’s tongue darted out to lick her lips as her blue eyes trailed the pathway her hands took.
Hearing another throaty moan escaping Erica’s lush pouty lips Callie decided that her dance was getting the exact response she’d wanted to achieve from the blonde. She danced closer; brushing against the side of Erica’s arms as she moved behind her. Callie let her hands finally reach out to touch; her hands trailing across the blonde’s shoulders, down her arms and over her chest; her fingers slowly beginning to unbutton Erica’s shirt.
She felt Erica’s hands moving to push her hands out of the way; wanting to unbutton her shirt herself; Callie’s slow pace becoming far to torturous. The dark-haired woman trailed her tongue along the blonde’s neck and around her ear; nipping at her lobe before huskily murmuring, “You’re not allowed to help Erica; that means you don’t get to touch me until I say.”
Callie swatted the blonde’s hands away again and finished unbuttoning her shirt; letting her nails lightly scratch over Erica’s exposed flesh; making her gasp and whimper. She let her swaying hips float her back around to the front of the chair; Erica’s eyes instantly on hers. Callie responded with a sexy smirk; her hands gripping the blonde’s knees and pushing them apart; moving between them as she continued swaying to the music; her body carelessly brushing against Erica’s as she pulled the unbuttoned shirt free from her arms and tossed it to the floor.
She let out an amused laugh when she felt Erica’s hands move to her waist; instead of pushing her hands away she simply covered them with her own; holding them against her hips as they rolled in time with the music. Callie saw Erica lean into her as her hands began bunching up the material of her top and immediately moved out of the blonde’s range.
“Callie…”
She smirked as Erica’s whiney voice reached her ears, “Nuh uh,” she shook her head at the blonde’s outstretched hand, “No touching remember; hands to yourself at all times Hahn.”
Erica whimpered again as Callie moved back between her legs; her hands cupping her breasts before running lower and popping the button on her slacks. The sway of Callie’s hips and the sound of the zipper being undone were the only things Erica was able to focus on. The music had been tuned out; replaced with her own blood drumming heatedly against her ears and her hands burnt as she scrunched them up; desperately trying to hold back her desire to touch the sexy woman in front of her.
She felt Callie’s fingers trace against her hip; under the material of her slacks and happily lifted her hips so that Callie could free her legs from their cloth prison. She felt Callie’s skilled hands and fingertips blaze a pathway across every part of her exposed flesh; her eyes fluttering shut and her head rolling back as she moaned; her body completely under the spell Callie had worked over her.
Callie smirked as Erica’s eyes hurriedly flickered open; the whimper she made was enough for Callie to know that her sudden distance was driving the blonde crazy. Enough was enough; she’d toyed with her too long. This time when Callie trailed her hands over her own body she let her fingers work open the button on her jeans; slowly lowering them down her legs.
Erica felt her mouth drop open as she watched Callie’s naked legs move to the music; her ass covered perfectly is sexy red lace panties that made the blonde bite her lip in anticipation. Dancing dangerously close to her again; enough to feel the heat radiating off the dark-haired woman’s body, Erica moaned as Callie gripped her knees; this time pushing them together.
Callie kept her hips swaying; loving how worked up it was making the blonde; her skin covered in a heated flush. She noticed Erica biting her lip and finally trailed her hands over her body again; this time gripping the hem of her top and pulling it slowly over and away from her body. Dark eyes locked onto blue and she smirked sexily as she watched Erica focusing on the item tucked into her bra between her breasts.
Walking towards the blonde slowly; her hips still swaying in time with the music she let her nails scrape over her stomach and up to her breasts; cupping them and then letting one hand carefully and gradually begin to draw the item up and out of her bra. Enjoying the smile that graced Erica’s lips as she twirled the item around on her finger, she finally moved to straddle the blonde’s hips; their naked skin touching.
Erica’s hands immediately went up to Callie’s thighs trailing across them before moving around to squeeze her ass; holding her as closely as possible.
Callie laughed, “You’re so impatient Hahn.”
“Yeah well you’re a tease Torres,” she felt Callie grind their hips together and whimpered; this whole dancing, teasing, sexy thing was hot as hell but it was like being in a desert with no water; her body was on fire and she needed to touch her badly.
Callie stopped twirling the blue scrub cap covered with little cartoon white bones and red hearts, and used her hands to carefully place and tie it onto Erica’s head; their eyes locking when it was finally on, “Remember back in that on-call, when you told me that you wanted to be with me so much that you’d wear a scrub cap covered with hearts and bones, just so that people would know how in love we are?”
Erica smiled warmly, “I remember.”
Callie traced the shape on Erica’s face with her fingers; her eyes taking in every single detail about her; their eyes never leaving each other, “I know that this won’t even begin to make up for me walking away from you, but when you wear it, I want you to be sure and I want you to remember that you never have to doubt me leaving you ever again. I love you with everything that I am Erica; you’re the one.”
Erica leaned up and covered Callie’s mouth with her own; their tongues coming together in a fierce battle for dominance. Callie gasped in surprise as she felt the blonde’s grip tighten on her hips. Erica pushed herself forward and lowered them off the chair and onto the floor; their bodies easily sliding together as hands roamed over heated skin.
Callie let her head fall back as soft lips nibbled a pathway down her neck; her hands going up to pull the scrub cap off Erica’s head so that she could tangle her hands in silky blonde curls. She moaned out in delight as Erica sucked at her pulse point; rolling her tongue across it before lightly nipping at the skin just enough to leave a slight trace of herself.
Erica continued to kiss her way down to Callie’s breasts; flicking hardened nipples with her tongue once before blowing air against them as her nails lightly raked down the tanned skin of Callie’s stomach. Her mouth enclosed around one of the sensitive buds and switching to the next as her fingers traced lazy patters against the dark-haired woman’s clit.
“Fuck,” Callie bucked her hips at Erica’s teasing touch and glared down when she felt the blonde laugh against her skin. Sliding her hands from blonde curls she settled her grip on sleek shoulders and gave a push; silently indicating for more.
Erica lightly bit at Callie’s stomach as she moved lower; her fingers running down Callie’s wet slit and circling her entrance as her tongue continued attacking her bundle of nerves.
Callie tangled her hands back into blonde curls; holding Erica to her as the blonde eased three of her skilled fingers into her core. She arched her hips in response to teeth grazing her overly-sensitive clit; moaning the blonde’s name as a free hand came up to tease her nipples.
Hearing Callie throatily calling out her name over and over again as she came closer to her release, Erica couldn’t help but moan in response; her fingers curling as they thrust deeper.
Callie felt her body quiver beneath Erica’s touch; the vibrations of the blonde’s moan and the increased speed of deep thrusting fingers was enough; her back arched and her hips raised as she cried out the blonde’s name at her blissful release.
Erica felt Callie’s body relax; hands tangled in her hair tugging enough to draw her back up to meet dark lust filled eyes. Callie cupped Erica’s cheek and drew her down; kissing her slowly; enjoying the way she tasted on the blonde’s lips.
“I thought I told you no touching,” Callie breathed out when the broke apart.
“You didn’t seem to be complaining,” Erica smirked, “Guess you were just too much of a tease; I couldn’t stop myself.”
Callie attacked Erica’s lips with her own; rolling them over so that their positions were changed, “Why don’t you let me tease you with a different kind of dance?”
“Will this one have a big finish?”
“Doesn’t it always?” Erica started to laugh; her voice hitching as Callie’s fingers trailed around her clit; white teeth nipping at her ear and a low husky voice reaching her ears, “We need music,” at the same time slender fingers entered her; finding a steady rhythm and making delighted moans fall from her mouth, “Perfect,” Callie smirked against the skin of Erica’s neck; enjoying the start of the dance they were about to perform.
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