Amezona Quarantined

Unfinished... Business.

A/N: YALL GONNA BLAME ME FOR THIS.

Arizona and Amelia had continued to work and never had much alone time. Every time Amelia went home to see Arizona, she would find her sleeping because she was tired. One day, Arizona hungover but cute during their Zoom meeting for the boards. Amelia and Arizona both had different computers and Arizona and her were both in the kitchen. Lectures passed by and Arizona and Amelia turned off their cameras and muted themselves. They wanted to hear more clearly but Arizona just leaned on Amelia's shoulder and started rubbing up and down her thighs.

"A-Arizona, what are you.." Amelia gasped. Arizona let out a sleepy hum and smiled mischievously. "W-we're in a z-zoom m-meeting," She tries to stop the blonde's hands from moving any further and pushed it away. Arizona groaned and pouted, then tugging on the hem of Amelia's shirt.

"Boobies." Arizona let out.

"N-no, sweetie. L-Later." Amelia felt horny. Arizona whined and came closer to Amelia. She found Amelia's bra strap showing beneath her shirt and started toying with it.

"Boobies," Arizona repeated, whining.

"Arizona stop it." Amelia's stern voice startled Arizona and the blonde immediately felt bad. Amelia didn't notice the face expression Arizona was giving her. So the fetal surgeon pulled away from her and continued to listen. After the zoom meeting, Amelia closed her laptop and walked to their room, a blonde right behind her.

"Where are you going?" Arizona asked, a little dizzy.

"I'm just changing. Wanna cuddle?" Amelia's eyes still never looked at Arizona's. Amelia took off her shirt and bra, revealing her perfect breasts but Arizona still felt guilty. Amelia turned to Arizona's way and smirked. Until she realized Arizona never gave her the same look as before. "What's wrong?" Amelia hurriedly pulled the shirt down so she could wear it and lifted Arizona's chin like she was hurt. Arizona shook her head and wanted to look away but Amelia pulled her back. "Uh-uh. What's wrong?"

"N-Nothing," Arizona looked away.

"It's not nothing cause you gave me the face. You never give me that face when I show you my boobs." Amelia scoffed.

"I'm sorry— I didn't mean to make you feel insecure—"

"Arizona, just tell me what's going on." The brunette demanded.

"Earlier. Wh-when you told me to s-stop. I.. I felt bad. I-I'm sorry. I never should've done that. I know you were super busy and stressed and I should've left you alone." Arizona left the room. Amelia stood there, sadly.

It has been 2 weeks now and Amelia and Arizona felt more disconnected than ever. Amelia went to the bar, not to drink. But just to talk. She didn't know if Arizona was there and felt bad she didn't even speak a single word to her. Then, a redhead came up to her.

"Oh, excuse me." Amelia says. But before she could leave, the redhead stopped her.

"Hey wait, I feel like I've seen you before." She laughs.

"Uhm, what?" Amelia totally forgot, that she was a world class neurosurgeon. "Oh, I'm a neurosurgeon."

"Right! You look really pretty by the way." She smiles and Amelia laughs. She thinks of Arizona again. God, where could she be? "Uh, do you want to drink?" She offers the brunette.

"Uh, I can't. I'm... on call." She lies.

Arizona's POV

She looks so happy. Maybe I'm just not good enough. Maybe she wants to find someone else other than me, but I need to talk with her first. She's laughing, so I speak up.

"Amelia." She doesn't hear me.

"A-Amelia." I repeat. She still never heard me. "Amelia..." I clear my throat. She finally turns my way and gives me a shocked expression.

"Arizona." She says. She turns back to the lady and I break inside. "I have to go, I'm sorry."

"Wait. Can I at least get your number?" The lady speaks up and I nearly cry right there. I decided to leave since it's too awkward but after a few more moments Amelia tugs on my shoulder.

"Zona, wait." She tries to urge me into her arms but I fall to the ground and just sob. Great, I'm crying in a parking lot. "Zona..." she crouches down to my level and lifts me back up. I lay my head on her chest and cry. "Let's go home." She guides me to the car and I get in. I can't stop thinking about how happy she looked. I shouldn't stop her from being happy. When we get home I get out of the car first and she runs behind me. "Arizona!" She shouts. "Wait!" It started to rain so I quickly got inside, not long until she catches me. "Zona." She pants, latching onto my waist. "I'm sorry you had to see that." She apologizes. I turn around and push her on the couch. I have no idea what's gotten into me but I do it. I start undressing her and she speaks. "Wha-What are you doing?" I don't answer. I continue to suck on the skin from her inner thighs. "Arizona... oh god." She groans.

"I am I good for you, Amelia?" I speak up. I thrust two fingers inside of her.

"Y-Yes. You're a-amazing f-for me. You're perfect." She pants as I go harder. "Faster, baby." She asks and I do.

"Am I as good as her?" I slow down but she forces my hand to move faster.

"Arizona... wh-why would you e-even question th-that?" She slightly whimpered.

"I-I don't know... I.." I dip my head low but keep the thrusts in action.

"Baby, watch me." She demands and I do so. So looks so beautiful. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum." I crawl up to her on the couch and start kissing her. "I don't want you to ever th-think you aren't good enough for me, understood?" I nod my head. "Words."

"Yes daddy." I say.

"Ohhhh." She orgasms right in front of me and I hold her shaking body for a few minutes. She begins to stroke my hair.

"You okay?" I ask her to make sure I didn't hurt her.

"Perfectly fine." She kisses the top of my head. "Nobody could ever compare to you, Arizona." She whispers. "I'm sorry you felt that way."

"It's okay." I mumble. "D-did you get her number?"

"No. I didn't." I looked up, finding her smile at me.

"Really?"

"Really. I love you Arizona Robbins."

"I love you too, Amelia Frances Shepherd."