Cosima woke up to the sound of rain hitting the windows. Stretching her limbs and a smile on her face she turned to the side to find the bed empty, she placed her hand on the pillow feeling it cold. She sat up, looking around; she was alone in the room. At the end of the bed laid a robe, she made herself get up, dressing it while waiting for her sight to adjust.
She left the room after putting her glasses on. She found her professor in the living room sitting at the coffee table with a laptop in front of her, typing away unaware of Cosima's presence, who took the chance to gaze at will. Delphine was absorbed in whatever she was doing, her mouth occasionally moving, as if reading to herself, before her fingers fly again on the keys. The blonde hair was a savage mess, her body covered with a large sports sweater and pajamas pants, thick socks in her feet.
"What are you looking at?" Delphine's voice preceded her turning.
"How did you know I was here?"
"I could feel your presence, staring at me." There was a modest grin on her face.
"Really? Well, I didn't know you were so intuitive." Cosima moved closer, resting her lower back against the table.
"I'm not. Saw your reflection on the screen." She pointed at it.
"Hum… Very clever…" Cosima reached Delphine, she wanted to touch her, but somehow was afraid to face rejection. Last night had been amazing, Cosima did not remember feeling that in tune with anyone ever, yet… She could sense some distance this morning. Besides her turning, Delphine made no intention to move from where she was sitting, her eyes never really resting on Cosima. She was typing again. "So… What are you doing?"
"Work!" Her eyes fixed on the screen. "I have a lot to prepare for the week to come."
"Anything I can help you with?" She's definitely distant.
"I don't think so…" Just look at me, Delphine. "I don't think you would be interested, it's immunology, remember? And besides it wouldn't be appropriate."
So that's it… again. "I think I might be developing an interest in your subject." Cosima moved her right hand to touch her professor's prefect cheeks, but before her hands could reach the destination the blonde moved away, getting up.
"Do you want to eat anything?" She entered the kitchen, which had a large open window that faced the living room. "I have some bread if you want and some jams, butter…" She was moving about, opening cabinets and drawers. "I don't have what you call coffee, but I have an expresso machine, you can add some milk if you want."
"What do you mean what I call coffee?" Cosima was starting to feel restless as she watched Delphine gathering food.
"You know… The big pots…" She stopped, put her hands on the balcony, like all her strengths left her, all her energy drained, her back facing Cosima.
The younger woman immediately walked to her, putting her hands on Delphine's shoulders. "Ei… C'mon… What's wrong?"
The Frenchwoman turned and faced her; eyes red, fighting back tears. "What's wrong? How can you ask that? Seriously, Cosima…"
"I thought we were passed this…"
"How could we be passed this?" Her hands holding the counter behind her so hard that her knuckles were bright white. "Don't you understand how wrong it is what we did last night?"
Cosima stepped back, getting away from her. "How wrong? What's that supposed to mean?"
"I'm your professor, don't you think that's bad enough?"
"You're acting like you abused my trust or took advantage of me or something…" Cosima was trying to stay calm, avoiding touch her, but she could feel Delphine getting away.
"I know… I know it's not like that." Her head was shaking and tears finally broke loose. "But, it doesn't make it more acceptable. Last night… I don't know what got into me."
Cosima could not take it anymore. She walked to the blonde, held her face and kissed her, with the force of a hurricane. Delphine's body responded instantly, pulling her closer, as close as it would get. "This happened. Some things are unescapable, you understand the concept of chemical reactions." She managed to say between kisses.
And then she felt it too; the chemical reaction, all through her body, rising, unstoppable. Her hands reaching under the sweater of the taller woman, needing to feel the warm skin of her back, pulling her in so close, that she could hardly breathe. Her tongue playfully stroking Delphine's, who was struggling with the belt of the robe she was wearing.
The brunette removed her shirt; she was wearing noting underneath. Cosima's hands went immediately to her breasts, her thumbs caressing her hardening nipples, where her mouth moved to, after muffling Delphine's low groans. The Frenchwoman placed her hand on the back of her head, as if encouraging; as if she needed encouragement. Her mouth kept traveling lower, licking and nibbling at its path, making a brief stop on the bellybutton, before continuing its journey.
Cosima slid her hand into Delphine's pants, surprised again of how ready she felt her. The grasp on her head got stronger, fingers grabbing at her dreads. She looked up discovering the light brown eyes staring at her, before Delphine moved her hands to remove her glasses that were still tilted on her nose. After, she stripped the remaining of the clothes. She got to her knees and raised Delphine's right thigh to her shoulder, before lightly starting to experiment, kissing and licking. Getting to know the other woman's body reaction, letting herself be guided by the hand that found its way back to her hair.
It was not long before Cosima started to feel Delphine's body shake; she grabbed the taller woman's thigh, to keep it in place, her tongue gave the craved release. Delphine's hand pulled her hair and the leg was pressed so hardly to her back that she had to place her hand against the lower counter to keep her balance, but the groans the other woman made put her more on fire. She started to move up as her right hand drove Delphine off.
When Cosima stood up she was faced with a wide smile. Delphine bit her lower lip before pulling her to a deep kiss, inflaming her inside. Before she knew it was Cosima that was against the cabinet, being pressed and undressed.
"You don't have to…"
"Of course I do." Delphine said, her mouth pressed on hers. "I need to…"
The blonde's hands started to press Cosima's sides, then moved to the middle of her torso, palms flat until they found the breasts and began to rubbing them. Her hips rocking against Cosima's, which moved at their encounter. The desire uncontrollable, the brunette's hands driving Delphine, pulling her closer, harder.
Delphine got the message and slipped her right hand in Cosima's core, fingers hesitant. Cosima whispered inside her ear. "Just put them in…" Voice broke with yearning. Delphine's doubts abandoned her and she pushed a finger inside, starting to move in slow rhythm. "Put another. C'mon… Please."
Cosima's hips buckled when Delphine complied. She began to thrust against the hand, increasing the pace, slowly Delphine met her movements, no longer timid. It was sloppy and messy, but all Cosima could feel was Delphine; their bodies moving together, Delphine's irregular breathing into her mouth, her left hand placed in Cosima's hips pushing them together.
"Delphine, fuck… Don't stop…" She moved her hand down, driving Delphine's as she came and making it staying there as she let the best high she felt take over her.
When she opened her eyes Delphine had a wide smile on her face. "You're pretty pleased with yourself, aren't you?"
"No… I mean, yes. But that's not it." The grin not leaving her face. "It was the first time you said my name. Delphine, that is."
Cosima laugh. "Well, what am I supposed to call you? Dr. Cormier?"
"No, of course not. I just like the notion that the first time I heard it from your mouth was while you came."
"Hum… Yeah, you keep that up and we won't leave the kitchen all day." Cosima's hands were constantly moving on Delphine's back, circling her warm skin. Until the taller woman moved away from her.
"Let's go shower." She grabbed Cosima's hand. "I'm getting hungry and you should be too. Rejecting breakfast."
"Funny. I feel quite satisfied." But she followed anyway. Shower with Delphine it's not an offer you should reject.
After they were nice and clean, they went to the bedroom to get dressed. Delphine gave her student one of her sweatpants and a t-shirt that were far too large. While Cosima was getting dressed she looked at Delphine that had a thoughtful expression on her face. "What are we going to do, Cosima?"
Cosima was struck, a pain in her chest. "Don't worry, Delphine. We'll find a way."
Yes, we will. But what?