Cosima groaned as her body went limp, becoming one with the bed underneath her. "Holy fucking shit, Dr. Cormier," she breathed.

Delphine chuckled and rolled out of bed.

"Wait, where are you going?" Cosima asked.

"I have to go. It's late. Otherwise I'm going to fall asleep here," Delphine answered.

Would that really be the worst thing? Cosima thought. "So?" she vocalized.

Delphine pulled her tank top over her head, sighing slightly and rummaging around for her pants. She stopped for a moment to look at the brunette. "Cosima, I can't," she stated.

"Why not?" Cosima inquired, knowing full well she was asking a question she already knew the answer to.

Delphine buttoned her jeans and answered with a bit of exasperation in her voice, "Because that's not part of this. We agreed on that. And you know that."

Cosima did know that, rationally. She was very intelligent. But her emotions were starting to take her over, winning in this battle between reason and feeling.

"It's just sleep," Cosima replied, "You could stay this one time." Her mind started spinning as soon as she spoke the words. I just want to be held. Is that so much to ask? I want to feel your warmth. I want to feel your presence. I'm pretty sure I'm falling so hard for you I'm never going to be able to catch myself.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Cosima," Delphine responded curtly, leaving before Cosima could respond.

The brunette rolled over, bringing her knees to her chest. She could feel a hint of tears coming to her eyes but she couldn't allow herself to cry. Not about this.

They had an arrangement. They'd had it since Delphine had shown up that first week of January. It was incredible, the night they had shared on Christmas Eve. Cosima wanted to keep that going. Delphine was amazing, the sex was amazing, the best she'd ever had, so when Delphine proposed they do the "friends with benefits" thing, she jumped on it. It was what she had thought she wanted at the beginning. Great sex with no strings attached. It was a dream situation.

Delphine would come over three or four times a week sometimes, and they would fuck until all hours of the night, their bodies moving together as one. It was like nothing Cosima had ever felt. But Delphine would always leave right after. There was no cuddling, no talking afterwards. That was part of their agreement. It couldn't get too personal, too affectionate. Cosima was fine with that for a while. It felt really good. She had convinced herself that this was all she needed, that they could be friends and work together, while still honoring their arrangement. No drama. That was the point.

But now, Cosima was screwed.

She felt herself getting upset when Delphine would leave. She felt her mind slipping into fantasies of Delphine staying over, holding her, waking up in the blonde's warm embrace.

She had completely fallen for her, and it was bad.

She knew she shouldn't let it continue like this. She knew she would just be digging herself deeper and deeper, but she didn't want to lose what she had.

I can't give it up. I need to feel her skin on mine. I need to breathe in her scent. I am so fucked.

Her mind spiraled until she finally succumbed to sleep.

"Scotty!"

Scott turned to see his dreadlocked coworker walking in the door, her usual half smirk on her face.

"You're late, Cosima," he mumbled.

"Oh come on, by like ten minutes," Cosima answered, "Give me a break."

Scott rolled his eyes and chuckled. He wasn't really mad. He just hated how he let Cosima get away with anything.

"Delphine's already sequencing the sample we took yesterday," he stated, gesturing over to the office.

"Great," Cosima answered, unenthusiastically, setting herself down at her chair to start up her computer. She felt the warm presence of Scott coming up next to her and leaned back in her chair. "What, Scotty?"

"What is going on with you two?" Scott whispered, "I know there is something. I've got a nose for lesbian drama, you know."

Cosima laughed, "Oh really?" She typed in her password and started scrolling through her emails. "It's nothing, Scott."

"Uh huh," he answered, unconvinced, moving back toward his lab table. "You're lucky I've got a lot of work to do right now. But later, you're gonna spill."

Cosima ignored his comment and continued her work.

"Good morning, Cosima," she heard in that beautiful French accent as Delphine walked out of the office.

"Hey, Del," Cosima mumbled, continuing to type. She did not have the time to deal with her emotions, and she knew if she looked at her, she'd have to.

"I'm going to grab more samples from the lab down the hall. These are looking promising," Delphine stated, walking out.

"Dude, are you ok?" Scott asked, sliding over on his chair. "You seem off today."

Cosima sighed and looked up at him. "I'm just a little stressed."

"If you need to talk, I'm here," he replied, "You know that, right?"

Cosima nodded. "Thanks, it's just a bit complicated between the two of us right now."

"I thought the point of this whole thing was to make it not complicated," Scott stated.

"I've got it under control," Cosima replied, not wanting to get into it further. She could feel herself getting worked up and she did not want to get emotional at work.

"I just don't like to see you hurting, Cosima," Scott responded, sliding back over. "I can see it on your face. You should end things before they get bad."

Scott was right, but Cosima didn't want to hear it. She wanted Delphine too much to let her go completely, even though she was kidding herself. She didn't really have Delphine. At least not in the way she wanted her. She took a deep breath, focusing on her work, throwing it out of her mind for the moment.

Cosima and Delphine did not see each other outside of work for the rest of the week. They were both busy and Cosima wasn't sure what she should do about the whole situation, so she didn't press it when Delphine didn't ask to hang out.

When Friday rolled around, however, they all went out for their after work drinks, a weekly tradition for whoever wanted to kick back and relax at the end of a stressful week.

Cosima watched as Delphine chatted with Leekie, one of their mentors at the company. She sipped her beer, observing how Delphine's curls bounced when she laughed, her smile lighting up the room. It had only been three months since she had come here, but it felt like Cosima knew her. It wasn't because they had slept together so many times. There were so many other reasons. They spent all day at work together, figuring out issues and solving problems. They were a team, and they worked really well together. They had so much in common, and there had been so many times she wanted to take Delphine on a real date, as opposed to just going back to her apartment, making out and having sex. It was wonderful, but she wanted more.

As the night went on, Cosima had a few too many drinks and when Delphine proposed they go home together, she was more than happy to oblige. She wanted her.

As soon as they were inside, Delphine shoved Cosima against the wall. "I've missed having you this week," she whispered in the brunette's ear, slowly letting her lips glide along the smaller woman's neck.

Cosima shivered and bent her head back, feeling herself turned on immediately. Her body craved Delphine.

"Take me to bed," Cosima commanded, gripping Delphine's waist and pulling her in so their hips were touching.

"Someone is bossy tonight," Delphine laughed, but obliged as she led Cosima to the bedroom.

Cosima didn't waste any time in removing her dress and bra, lying down on the bed, somewhat tipsy, in only her underwear. She watched Delphine take off her own clothes, anticipating the moment when that soft body would be on top of hers. That was her favorite, feeling their soft curves against one another, feeling the weight of the other woman. It was incredible.

Delphine climbed on top, having removed her clothes down to her underwear, and straddled Cosima, running her hands over smooth skin. She leaned in, her breasts pressing into Cosima's, and kissed the brunette hard, their tongues instantly mingling.

Cosima felt the electricity immediately and whimpered into the kiss. To have Delphine on top of her, taking her, was the most amazing feeling. Her hands slipped around to the blonde's back, moving down to her ass to pull her closer. Her hips grinded into Delphine's, and she could feel how incredibly wet she was.

Delphine moved her mouth down Cosima's body, kissing her everywhere, driving her crazy.

Cosima let out a frustrated moan, and Delphine chuckled. "Something you want?"

Cosima groaned and pushed Delphine's hand down to where she wanted her. "Delphine," she whined.

Delphine smiled and slide Cosima's underwear down, placing her mouth on Cosima's clit. The brunette moaned loudly, thrusting her hips into Delphine's mouth. "Yes," she panted.

Delphine moved her tongue, slowly teasing, before inserting a single finger inside.

Cosima's eyes went wide as the feeling of pleasure shot through her. She gripped tightly to Delphine as the blond pressed up inside her. Delphine replaced her tongue with her thumb as she added another finger and moved back up so her body was fully pressing on top of the smaller woman.

"Yes...yes," Cosima moaned, unable to think of anything else but the beautiful woman on top of her and the incredible feelings she was giving her.

Cosima looked up, catching Delphine's eyes as she moved inside her. She could feel herself moving closer to the edge, her pleasure almost coming to its peak, her emotions coming to the forefront as she felt her eyes welling up.

She stared into the blonde's hazel eyes, on the edge of tumbling down, their bodies moving in rhythm. "Oh, Delphine" she panted, "God, I love you." Her words came out as she fell over the edge, her body spasming in pleasure, the moment so perfect.

Delphine was quiet as she collapsed on top of Cosima for a moment, both women catching their breath. After a minute, Delphine rolled off, lying on her back and staring up at the ceiling.

Cosima instantly felt cold, her body uncomfortable. She shut her eyes tightly to not let any tears out. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck why did I say that?

"I...I didn't mean to say that," Cosima finally ended the silence.

"It's ok, Cosima," Delphine replied, sitting up and heading to the bathroom.

Cosima rolled over and curled into herself, knowing her tears were inevitable.

When Delphine came back in the room, she gathered her things and left quietly, not knowing what else to say.

Cosima knew this was it. She knew she had messed up. She couldn't bear the thought of never being with Delphine again, so all she could do was sob.

Cosima woke the next morning with a splitting headache. She stumbled out of bed to grab some water and ibuprofen before she remembered what had transpired the night before. What had she been thinking? It hurt way too much to think about.

She had just sat back in bed when she heard a knock at the door. She groaned, wondering who would be knocking this early in the morning. Her eyes caught a glimpse of the clock as she stood, noting it was almost afternoon, and reluctantly swayed toward the door. When she swung it open, it was the last person on earth she expected to see at that moment.

Delphine stood, looking distressed, her eyes red. It looked like she had had a worse night than Cosima.

Delphine sighed. "Cosima, can I talk to you?" she asked, quietly.

Cosima shrugged, but moved out of the way so the blonde could walk inside.

"Look, I...I don't think we should do this anymore," Delphine stated, taking a deep breath and turning to face Cosima.

Cosima's heart dropped and she swallowed before speaking. "Is this because of what happened last night?" she inquired.

"No, I…"

"Is that all I was to you?" Cosima interrupted, "Someone to fuck?"

"No, Cosima, please…"

"No, it's fine. I see. I'm so stupid," Cosima said, pacing the room, "I should've never…"

"Cosima, you knew what this was all along," Delphine stated, starting to get aggravated.

Cosima huffed, walking up to Delphine. "Yeah, well I just thought maybe...the way you look at me when you're inside me...the way you touch me...your tenderness...I thought you might have fallen for me too...ugh, never mind, forget it," she spat angrily, walking away and plopping down on the couch.

"Cosima, I have to go back to France," Delphine stated in a serious tone.

Cosima looked up at her, surprised, before looking back down at the ground and shrugging. "Oh," she mumbled, "great."

"My father is ill and they need someone to help run the bakery until they can find a replacement," Delphine continued, "I knew this would happen. It was only a matter of time. That's why—"

"So you were just using me?" Cosima said angrily, standing up once more.

"No, Cosima, please, I just knew I couldn't get into anything," Delphine defended.

"Well, good for you. Good for you for being able to do that," Cosima responded, "Did you even think about how I might feel? For one second?"

Delphine could feel herself getting angry. "We had an agreement!" she shouted.

"Well I must be a fucking idiot then, to fall for someone like you. Can't even separate my feelings...stupid Cosima…"

"Cosima…" Delphine answered, trying to grab the brunette's hands.

Cosima pulled away. "No, fuck off...have a nice life Delphine," she spat.

"Please, I didn't mean for this to happen," Delphine begged.

"Just get out of my house," Cosima ordered, "Go! Get out!"

Delphine sighed and walked toward the door. She felt terrible. This wasn't how she wanted things to be either. But certain things were beyond her control. She had thought if she stayed within the rules...the agreement...she could've prevented this.

She opened the door and walked out. She couldn't look back at Cosima. It would've hurt too much.