As usual, Cosima was running late. Delphine would be here any minute and she was still in her bra and underwear. She wanted something sexy, but something that she could easily pull off. Since Delphine had arrived at Felix's door, things had been good between them. They had spent more night together than apart, and Cosima was addicted.
She couldn't tell if it was the new relationship or the new sexuality or just who she was, but Delphine was one of the only women who had been able to keep up with her. Their nights together consisted of waking up every so often, unable to wait another moment before touching each other.
She had seen Delphine at work earlier, wearing a sheer long sleeved shirt with a grey lace camisole underneath. Cosima wasn't stupid, she knew that Delphine hadn't worn a bra underneath. All day, that's all Cosima could focus on. Before she could pick an outfit, there was a knock at the door. She opened it to find Delphine in the same stunning blouse.
"You look-" Delphine stammered, her French accent thicker as she struggled to find the words. Her eyes widened as she took in every inch of Cosima in bra and panties.
"You brought dinner. Thai again?" Cosima smiled. Delphine loved Thai and ordered it every time Cosima left her pick dinner. Delphine nodded, still ogling the brunette. Cosima grabbed the bags, practically tossing them to the coffee table as she unbuttoned Delphine's pants.
"We can reheat it," Delphine panted, cupping Cosima's face and kissing her wildly. She had imagined this all day. She had been involved with men from work and she never had such a hunger for them. With Cosima it was different. She felt ravenous, always craving Cosima and never having enough.
Delphine lifted Cosima, letting the brunettes legs wrap around her waist as she carried her to the bed. She was yanking at Cosima's panties immediacy, desperate for her. The minute Delphine's hand slid into her panties, Cosima rocked against it, moaning loudly. Delphine smiled, knowing Cosima felt the same urgency. She was happy to be able to give Cosima that. "You are so wet," Delphine panted, closing her eyes. The harder Cosima rocked against her hand, the more Delphine felt on her hand.
Cosima kissed Delphine, giving her body full control. Within minutes, she moaned into Delphine's mouth and Delphine knew. "Feel better?" She smiled, grateful to be able to please her lover.
"What about you?" Cosima asked, hovering over Delphine, eager to even the score.
"Mon trésor," she whispered softly.
"You're the treasure," Cosima smiled.
"But you're sick. Why don't you rest just a few minutes," Delphine said softly. She didn't want Cosima to feel like she was being babied, but Cosima's health always came first, even when against Delphine's craving for release. "I picked up that soup you like."
"I could eat some of your Som Tam..."
"You are hungry enough? Cosima that's good! Save the soup for another day," Delphine whispered.
"For a sick day?" Cosima frowned. She hated being sick.
"I bought those banana pancakes you love so much," Delphine whispered. She wondered if Cosima memorized all the things she loved from the local Thai restaurant the way that she did.
As they moved to the living room, Delphine lifted a postcard. "une réunion d'anciens élèv?" She asked. "Your reunion of school?"
"High school, yeah."
"You're going?" Delphine asked casually.
"Thinking about it. I was bullied in high school. You know, being the smart one and the gay one..."
"If they are bad memories, don't revisit them," Delphine begged.
"I don't know. I kind of work the dreads-"
"Yes, you make them unbelievably sexy," Delphine smiled.
"And I nailed the cat eye..."
"You want to show them how incredible you are," Delphine smiled proudly.
"I do," Cosima realized, offering a nervous smile.
"You should go," Delphine whispered. Even if she wanted Cosima to stay with her, she knew it was good for her. She had every right to be proud of the woman she had turned into. And from her monitor perspective, Delphine wanted to give Cosima a break from being the sick one or the clone. She could go back to a time when she was just Cosima, just a girl. She wanted that for Cosima, even if it meant being apart.
"You're right," Cosima whispered, realizing she did want to go.
"Promise me," Delphine whispered. "You'll call me at least once a day so I know you're okay and you'll let me pack the vitamins and you'll take them. Please," she whispered.
"Del," Cosima smirked, straddling the blonde. "I won't call you."
"Oh," Delphine felt the sting of her words. "Maybe just a simple text. So I know you're safe..."
"You're going with me," Cosima kissed her, a simple kiss eliciting a moan from Delphine.
"You don't need a monitor everyday. I'll work around it..."
"I'm not asking as my monitor. I'm asking as the unbelievably fucking hot girlfriend that every last one of those jocks who teased me will want to be with and every last cheerleader will want to be."
Delphine clutched Cosima's ass, pulling her against her. "So you want me there to make them jealous?"
Cosima nodded, smiling mischievously.
"That is so hot," Delphine giggled, kissing Cosima wildly as her hands trailed the brunettes body.
"Delphine, your skin looks really good today!" Scott gushed the next day. He studied the French doctor, realizing how awkward he had sounded. "I'm sorry. That came out weird," he admitted. It was so strange to him to have work with Delphine. He had been Cosima's friend for years and her last girlfriend had only ever been Cosima's girlfriend. Not only did working with Delphine force him to think of her as her own person, she was the type of person he genuinely wanted to know.
"No, no, it's fine," Delphine smiled as she put on her white lab coat. "Thank you, Scotty. I don't know, I just feel-"
"Happy," he whispered. "You feel happy so you look happy."
She got her lip, blushing. "Cosima makes me very happy," she whispered as if it were a secret. "She invited me to her reunion," she said. Sometimes she had to force herself to open up to Scott. She liked him, but she felt like an outsider compared to how long he knew Cosima. It was hard for her sometimes, to love Cosima so much more than Scott and still have him know her much better.
"Oh wow. She talked about it?"
"Yeah, we talked all night," she blushed. It wasn't exactly true, but they had been awake most of the night and talking in between each round.
"I can't believe Cosima is actually going."
"She wanted to show them how amazing she is," Delphine whispered. "I love the idea, rubbing it in those bullies faces."
"Taylor is going to freak," Scott laughed.
"Taylor was one of the bullies?" Delphine asked, turning to look at him. "Cosima hadn't mentioned anyone by name."
"Taylor was Cosima's first girlfriend. She broke Cosima's heart," Scott said, glancing down. He couldn't look at Delphine. She tried to hide it, but underneath the exterior he saw the pain in her eyes.