"Why the long face?" Cosima whispered to her girlfriend, who was sitting next to her and obviously only half focusing on the in-flight movie playing in front of them.
"Oh, it's nothing," Delphine insisted, smiling briefly at the brunette. "Just tired."
"Liar," Cosima scoffed, not even vaguely impressed by Delphine's attempts. "Come on, spill," she prompted, nudging Delphine playfully with her shoulder.
"I just…" Delphine paused, turning to face Cosima and biting down on her lip in anticipation before she finished her sentence. "I'm just not really looking forward to this whole trip," she confessed slowly.
"What? Why?" Cosima questioned, shocked by her girlfriends revelation.
"Well I mean don't get me wrong, I cannot wait to give Kira her present and to see her on her birthday… I just have the feeling that Alison is upset with me about something?" She explained, looking to Cosima to confirm her allegations.
"Oh?"
"Oui…" Delphine sighed. "Since last time we visited and stayed with her, I just feel like she's being odd around me. Par example whenever you talk to her on skype she always becomes quiet when I come into the room," she elaborated, ending her story with a confused shrug.
"Oh…" Cosima simply nodded, looking away from her girlfriend and subtly ringing her fingers.
"Is that all you have to say on the matter?" Delphine questioned, instantly knowing her girlfriend wasn't telling the whole story.
"Well that may have possibly had something to do with something I kinda told Alison…" Cosima confessed, her hands moving a mile a minute in an apparent attempt to deflect Delphine's ever growing scowl.
"Go on…" Delphine pushed, not seeming amused.
"Well you know how we kinda thought that seeing as it was only us and Ali in the house it wouldn't matter if we uh… did it in her spare room because she sleeps like a log anyway?" Cosima muttered, blushing at the memory of what they'd done in that bed.
"Your thought… but continue," Delphine corrected.
"Whatever… well turns out that even someone that sleeps as heavily as Alison didn't sleep through your screams and uh… when she confronted me about it, I kinda said it was your idea." The end of Cosima's sentence was so rushed it was barely coherent.
"You petite merde," Delphine gasped.
"I know, I'm sorry, I just panicked and…"
"Woken by my screams?" Delphine butted in, crossing her arms firmly across her chest.
"Wait, that's what you're mad about?"
"Well since you're the screamer, oui, that's what I'm mad about," Delphine whispered, suddenly very aware of the conversation they were having while surrounded by other passengers.
"I am not!" Cosima gasped in horror.
"Well neither am I."
There was no way this argument was going to end anytime soon. Both women were convinced they knew the absolute truth, and neither were willing to budge on their position. Luckily though, even the most crude of arguments could be solved by scientific experiment.
"Meet me in the bathroom in two minutes," Cosima whispered suddenly.
"Pardon?" Delphine replied, eyes going wide at what she was sure Cosima was insinuating.
"You heard," Cosima smirked, kissing her girlfriend quickly on the cheek before rising out of her chair. "We're going to settle this." She sauntered off then, looking back only once to flash Delphine a cheeky smile.
This was a bad idea. This was a really, really bad idea. As much as Delphine had always kinda wanted to join the mile high club, she knew this was a really bad idea, and yet her body seemed to work off its own accord as she rose from her seat and followed the path Cosima had taken down the aisle.
She was sure the entire plane knew what she was going to do, even though not one person looked at her as she passed. Still, the idea of being caught only seemed to turn her on more as she eventually reached the cubicle door and knocked twice.
Inside it was a lot more cramped than she'd imagined. Then again, whenever she'd been in airplane bathrooms before this it'd always been alone.
"Don't worry," Cosima whispered, leaning in close to her girlfriends face and watching as Delphine's eyes fluttered in anticipation. "It's not like we need much space." (They had managed to do it in one of the janitor's closets at the DYAD after all).
Delphine hummed in agreement, at the same time leaning down to meet Cosima's lips in soft kiss with their mouths moved against one another and their warm breaths and wet tongues setting their senses ablaze. The limited space meant their bodies were already flush together, and Cosima could feel the quickening rise and fall of Delphine's chest as their kisses intensified and their hands began to explore.
Cosima's hands slipped under Delphine's jumper, her smooth fingertips running up the side of her girlfriend's silky smooth skin, slowing once they reached the material of Delphine's bra. Delphine smiled against Cosima's lips, and in one swift movement lifted off her jumper, careful not to bang her arms off the ceiling. Once done she made quick work of removing Cosima's top before reconnecting their lips and allowing Cosima's hands to go back to where they'd been.
Cosima wasted no time, her hands grabbing Delphine's breasts through her lacy bra. This caused the blonde to gasp, and she bit down on Cosima's bottom lip, a soft moan slipping from her mouth.
"Was that a noise I heard?" Cosima teased.
Delphine didn't respond, and Cosima decided to up the stakes, her hands now moving Delphine's bra to one side. Her thumbs ghosted over Delphine's nipples, and she felt them go hard against her touch. Delphine remained silent though, so Cosima broke their kiss, her lips moving slowly down her girlfriend's neck and across her collarbone until they reached her left breast. Her tongue circled the erect nipple teasingly, before she closed her mouth around it.
Delphine's breath hitched in her throat and a groan slid out from between her clenched teeth. Cosima couldn't help but snigger as she brought her lips back to Delphine's. This was way too easy.
"You're losing," she whispered, her breath burning against Delphine's lips.
"Ah, ma Cherie, two can play at this game," Delphine reminded her, her pupils black with lust and shimmering with a sultry mischief.
Without another word Delphine's hands moved down to Cosima's skirt, her two thumbs hooking under its hem and pushing it down effortlessly. Her hands cupped Cosima's ass, though one quickly moved around to the front of Cosima's cotton underwear while the other one splayed out across the brunette's lowers spine.
Delphine's fingers trailed slowly over the material and down between her girlfriends legs and she grinned down at the shorter woman as she felt just how wet Cosima was for her.
"You sure you can stay quiet?" She teased.
She didn't give a chance for Cosima to answer. Instead, just as the brunette opened her mouth, she pushed her fingers into Cosima through her underwear.
"Cheater!" Cosima gasped, having been unable to control the surprised squeak that escaped her.
"Oops," Delphine grinned, not caring at all about any of these so called rules.
With a sly grin still on her face she pushed aside Cosima's underwear. She watched her girlfriend's face intently as her index finger trailed up and down the length of her wet folds. She could see her face contract and strain as she tried to keep completely silent. That just wouldn't do.
She slid her finger once more down the length of Cosima's clit before pushing it into her opening. She watched intently as Cosima's mouth formed an "o" and her eyes squeezed shut. Her second finger slid in just as easily and slowly she began to move them in and out of her partner, watching as Cosima slowly cracked.
Gradually her pace quickened, and as it did, so too did the sharp breaths that escaped the corners of Cosima's mouth.
"Are you slipping ma Cherie?" She whispered, leaning in so her breath tickled the shell of Cosima's ear.
When she didn't get a response she took it as a sign she was close to victory. With that in mind she kept up her rhythmic pace, her fingers now curling into Cosima's G spot with each thrust. She felt Cosima's hips reluctantly begin to meet her pace, and her grip on the brunettes back tightened as Cosima wrapped both her arms around Delphine's neck and let her head drop to the blonde's shoulder.
Delphine could feel rather than hear the faint swear words that fell from Cosima's lips against her collarbone. She could also feel Cosima's walls clenching in around her and she pushed into her once more, this time bringing her thigh up to meet her hand for extra force.
That was all it took for Cosima to unravel. Her entire body shuddered as each muscle seemed to rip itself apart in the sheer ecstasy of the moment. Most importantly though, she was unable to stop the long moan of satisfaction that cascaded freely from somewhere deep inside her.
"J'ai gagné," Delphine purred, her smile growing tenfold as Cosima returned to her senses and realised the noise she'd just made.
Cosima opened her mouth to reply, ready to insist it was a once off when suddenly a loud hand pounded on the door.
"What the fuck are you doing in there?"
"Merde."
"Oh shit."
