Cosima
August 2007
The drive isn't terrible. Cosima thinks. Driving down the coast to see Delphine again. It's eight hours but totally worth it. They'd lasted eight days before Delphine had begged her to come visit. She's turning through various neighbourhoods with houses of increasing size until she finds it. Delphine's uncle's address. She stops, parking the car at the edge of the driveway all the way to the left as she was told to. There's one car left out of the triple car garage next to the massive house. And even that one looks expensive, especially next to her '99 CRV.
Cosima climbs out of the car, but does nothing but stare. She doesn't belong here, or anywhere near here. The house overwhelms her. It's huge, near the beach and looks like Delphine's uncle has more money than sense. It's getting dark though. And she will have to call Delphine to get let in.
The door swings open, unexpectedly revealing Delphine and Cosima feels her whole body relax.
"Cosima!" Delphine greets her readily. "It's just me and the kids."
"Hey Delphine." Cosima tries to be casual as she slips from her old car. The car in the driveway is pretty expensive and it's probably just the nanny car. Two carseats in the back.
Two fair-haired curly headed kids flank Delphine on either side. They look like little Delphines, both of them. Clearly the Beraud genes are strong, Cosima muses. She wonders if Delphine's mother looks like that as well.
"Bonjour Cosima." They chorus as prompted.
"This is Emma," Delphine ruffles the hair of the older child. "And this is Thomas." The little boy clings to Delphine's leg, hiding behind her slightly. Cosima sees he is wearing a tutu and this just makes her smile more.
"Hi Emma, Hi Thomas." Cosima crouches down a little to try to put them both at ease. The next day would go a lot better if the kids liked her.
"Did you like working at the camp with Delphine?" Emma asks excitedly. "Do you want to see the pool?"
"I thought we were going to have pizza?" Thomas looks up at Delphine. "Delphine you said when Cosima got here we were going to have pizza."
"We are. I'll order it now." Delphine tells them. "My uncle is working nights tonight and my aunt is at some church thing. We can swim tomorrow, at home or at the beach, your choice."
"Ladies Bible study." Emma corrects. "They always get dinner after. And mommy is always late."
"More pizza for us." Cosima shrugs. "It's nice to meet you both."
"We missed Delphine." Thomas tells her plainly. "We are happy to have her back."
"We did." Emma agrees. "Mommy was grumpy. She had to leave work early for weeks. I don't know if we'll do camps next summer."
"No worrying about that now." Delphine guides her small charges back into the house. It has modern furnishings and manages somehow to feel both cold and airy at the same time.
Cosima lets Delphine and her small charges lead her into the house. It's huge, almost cavernous, she finds as she looks around. There's an area near the sliding door to the back deck that is distinctly a small play space for the two children, the rest of the home looks like it is out of some magazine. How did Delphine live like this? Was her life in Paris like this too? Or was she as much a fish out of water as Cosima here?
Either way, the house doesn't seem to bother Delphine. And Cosima opts to feign nonchalance. Neither her student house in Berkley or her parents' townhome in San Francisco was anything like this.
Delphine quickly orders delivery, and returns her attention to her cousins. "Let's make veggies and dip."
"Yay!" Thomas calls, pushing a chair into the kitchen to help her. Cosima stifles a laugh at the sparkly fairy wings the child is wearing. Emma too, is dressed up and from the looks of the kid's area, Delphine was too until recently.
"Thomas, you'll need to take off your sister's costume and put it away before dinner. The fairy wings too. Emma, put your costume away in the drawer." Delphine instructs her young charge who takes it upon himself to go upstairs and change.
"Does he do that a lot?" Cosima asks Delphine in a low voice.
"Yes." Emma answers. "Mommy doesn't like it. But Delphine lets us dress however we want as long as we don't leave the house." Emma picks up what looks like a knife designed for a child to sue and begins helping Delphine peel carrots.
"It is just play." Delphine shrugs, unbothered. "Thomas can dress up however he likes for play. So can Emma. So can I."
Cosima puts her backpack down near the stairs, trying not to sit on any furniture or do anything wrong. She shouldn't even be here. She should have stayed in San Fran. What was she even doing here?
She stays mostly out the way, until Delphine asks her to help chop vegetables. And once the pizza arrives they eat. She makes pleasant conversation with Delphine's small cousins, tries desperately not to stare at Delphine too long, tries to pretend that they are just friends. And it works, or it seems to until Thomas points out the distance.
"You drove a long way." Thomas comments upon hearing she'd driven from San Francisco that day.
"I did. But I wanted to see Delphine before she went back to France." Cosima responds honestly. The answer seems to satisfy the child, who kicks his legs under the table and stares at his half-finished slice of pepperoni pizza.
"OK, les enfants... au lit." Delphine takes a child by each hand. "Cosima, can you clean up?"
"Sure." Cosima prefers that to sitting around while Delphine tries to put two kids to bed. It's boring and takes more than a half hour before Delphine is tiptoeing down the stairs again. The house is so massive she cannot even hear a thing. Either that or Delphine has her charges well trained for a quiet and orderly bedtime.
"Come on." Delphine takes her by the hand and leads to the basement. The nanny suite is off a substantial rec room that no doubt is used mostly by the children. Definitely a world away from the rest of the house. It's simply furnished, clearly very functional. Cosima drops her backpack and sleeping bag on the ground. She supposed she should make a show of laying out her sleeping bag on the couch. In case Delphine's aunt or uncle comes down here tomorrow.
"Kitchenette, my own washroom, a small living area and my bedroom." Delphine points it out. There's a small window, but it still seems sad.
"Where's the regular nanny?" Cosima asks, noting the decor is definitely not Delphine's. More religious iconography and what looks like photos of family and friends that are distinctly not Delphine's.
"Visiting her family overseas." Delphine tells her. "She'll be back next week and I'll move up to the guest room for my last week and we'll transition back."
"I'm not sure this is a good idea." Cosima mutters. "What if they have surveillance cameras?"
"They do. But not in the nanny suite." Delphine admits. "It would be inappropriate."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. They wouldn't want to see me undressing or dressing." Delphine assures her. "The closest camera is in the rec room. So they can tell who comes in and out. But my uncle is fine with me having a friend stay a night or two. And my aunt is fine with it I think. They know you are here."
"And the kids can't hear us?"
"Non. They are upstairs and down a hallway. And my aunt will be late, she'll take valium and go to bed. She never checks on me after her church meetings. There's a baby monitor in Thomas's room in case he wakes up, but only we can hear him. Not the other way around." Delphine points at the monitor on a shelf above the bed. "He rarely wakes now. But it does happen occasionally."
"Good… what about tomorrow?"
"We'll get up and take the kids somewhere. The beach? I think." Delphine decides. "We'll spend all Friday and then I'm off on the weekend usually."
"And we can go anywhere."
"We can." Delphine confirms. "Once we hit 7 pm on Friday I'm free. Until Sunday afternoon."
"Perfect." Cosima tells her. "So… what now?"
"Well… the washroom is there if you want to shower."
"Hey… are you telling me I smell?" Cosima teases and Delphine blushes.
"You are a little sweaty." Delphine wrinkles her nose. "But I don't mind."
"I think you like how I smell. Even sweaty." Cosima teases back. She lifts her t-shirt over her head, revealing a colourful bra. She playfully lets her shirt fall to the floor.
"Oh." Delphine bites her lip looking at her.
"It's better we do it now… before your aunt gets home. Just in case." Cosima opts to explain. "We can shower after." She's done this sort of thing before, sneaking around, albeit in much smaller houses.
"Or jump in the pool." Delphine giggles.
"I mean… yeah. We could. What do you want to do?" Cosima asks and then finds herself quickly pulled into Delphine's arms. She lets Delphine kiss her, lets Delphine run her hands gently over her body. And it feels so good.
"Bed?" Cosima prompts, breaking the kiss and guiding Delphine backwards. "I want you like crazy… I want to show you how much I missed you."
"It was only eight days." Delphine teases her mercilessly, hands going to remove her own shirt.
"It was. It was eight days too long. I am a very needy lesbian." Cosima grins mischievously, and pushes down her shorts, letting them fall to the floor. No sense keeping them on.
"I guess…" Delphine trails off. "I don't really think about you being a lesbian that much. I mean I know you are… but we don't really talk about that."
"Well… I am. I know we agreed to ditch the labels and just enjoy ourselves. You… you don't have to label yourself Delphine. Like… it won't make me want you any less. Or...love you any less." Cosima offers her words gently, trying to soothe her.
"I'll be a lesbian for you," Delphine responds after a moment of silence. "I want you."
Cosima smiles at this. "Good. Because I want you too. I want you now."
"So have me." Delphine tells her, pulling their bodies back together. It's easy, Cosima thinks, quickly stripping Delphine. She lays little kisses from Delphine's ear to her collar bone and then down to her breast. She sucks gently, before switching nipples, trying to see if this does it for Delphine.
They both grow hot, urgent, with wandering hands and lips. No matter how much she tries to push just a little bit further, Delphine pulls her back to her lips with both hands. They roll, and she lets Delphine kiss her, lets Delphine pin her to the bed.
"What do you want?" Delphine asks breathlessly, hovering above her.
"I want you." Cosima tells her. "I will do whatever you want to… but honestly? I want to do a bit more. We… we won't get many more chances."
"You can do whatever you want to me." Delphine tells her. "I just want to be with you."
"Well… not whatever I want… I mean I don't even try to penetrate you because you need to be able to tell your crazy evangelical aunt you're a virgin and believe it." Cosima tries to keep the judgement out of her voice. It's not as if she can't do enough with Delphine otherwise. She could always eat her again. That was satisfying.
"I'm not really, I guess." Delphine sighs. "We've been...intimate. And I am not telling my aunt anything . I'm not telling anyone ."
"Are you ready to let it go?" Cosima asks hopefully, ignoring the last statement entirely. "You know, I'd love to do it."
"Be inside me?"
"Yeah. I think about it when I touch you. I wonder if you'd like it. If I'd feel good to you." Cosima can't resist. "I want it… so much." She runs her hands over Delphine's nearly naked form. She's slowly caressing a breast when Delphine responds.
"You do? You… you never said anything not since..."
"I want to be the one to give it to you." Cosima interrupts, watching Delphine react. "I want to make love to you like that."
Delphine's response is amorous, kissing her fiercely and clutching at her body. Her hands slip under the blue fabric of her underwear and cup her ass. Cosima groans in response and lets Delphine push the garment down.
"I'm going to be inside you." Cosima whispers between kisses. She removes Delphine's bra and underwear. This should be easy. Cosima thinks.
Delphine moans and then consents. "Oui. I want you. I want it with you. I want to feel you."
Cosima slowly works up Delphine, first stroking her. It's probably enough, Cosima thinks but she wants her wetter. She leans down, kissing between sharp swells of hipbone, nuzzling the thatch of curls, tasting the skin of Delphine's thigh. The scent proves too tempting and she begins to lick and suck.
"I thought you wanted to be inside me." Delphine breathes out in a half-whine, clearly enjoying her attentions.
"I do… I want you really wet." Cosima returns her mouth to its task. She is becoming rapidly addicted to Delphine's smell. Delphine's taste. Delphine's little noises.
"Cosima… I am aching for you." Delphine whimpers to her, and she stops, softly freeing Delphine's clit from her eager mouth.
"OK. Let me know how this feels." Cosima begins to work in a finger. "You are so wet, this will be easy."
"It will?" Delphine sounds uncertain, and it's sweet.
"Yup." Cosima tells her confidently, she presses in gently and then stills. "How is this?"
Delphine looks at her, considering. "I'm not sure. I was aching before and… now you're in but it feels a little strange. But there's no pain." She assures her.
Cosima moves delicately, testing her. It seems to be more or less successful. So she continues with her tender movements.
"I love it." Cosima turns to words, to their bond, to try to increase excitement and pleasure. "I'm in you. It's so beautiful Delphine, making love with you is beautiful. I love every part of you. I love this… Your perfect pussy… I'm going to try to add another finger, OK?"
"OK." Delphine agrees readily, so eager to please. Or maybe just really curious.
Cosima works as gently as possible, trying to make it as easy as she can. She manages to slide another finger in but Delphine is so tight around her.
"Oh…" Cosima sighs once she's in. She looks down at Delphine, enjoying all of this. The way Delphine is clenching down on her, the look on her beautiful face. Maybe this is perfect. Maybe everything is as it should be.
"What is it?" Delphine asks her, hands stroking her face, trying to pull her closer.
"We belong together." Cosima coos at her. "We were made for each other." She's sure she's spouting ridiculous love-sick drivel, but it feels so true. So right. At least right now.
"You believe that?" Delphine stops suddenly, looking up, her hazel eyes boring into her own. She looks vulnerable, hopeful and it takes her breath away.
"Ohhh Delphine." Cosima begins to kiss her then. She moves slowly, sweetly bent on learning what Delphine likes. She doesn't want to make her too sore, doesn't want to overstay her welcome in Delphine's body. This has to be gentle. She kisses her again and moves, this time with her whole body. She wonders what would make Delphine sigh. What would make her scream.
She looks down at Delphine, flushed and mouth open underneath her. She cannot resist another moment. She ducks down, brushes wiry curls out of her way and begins to stimulate Delphine with her mouth. She curls her fingers gently as she licks and sucks. The scent and taste is almost overpowering now, the sweet musk of her. She is the addict, Cosima acknowledges silently, not Delphine. She cannot get enough.
Delphine comes, gushing her pleasure which Cosima laps up eagerly. She gently extracts her fingers before leaning down to lay an open mouthed kiss on Delphine's opening.
"That...you felt so good." Delphine tells her, stroking her hair even as her eyes are tearing up. Delphine begins to cry, and it feels oddly OK.
"You're perfect." Cosima croons. "I'm so happy."
"It pleased you too?" Delphine asks.
"Oh yes. So much." Cosima jumps to assure her. "I love you… I love you." Cosima repeats into Delphine's skin, laying kisses against her mouth, her cheeks, her neck. Delphine needs to know that. Her summer love, Cosima thinks trying to show her love and affection.
She begins to rock her hips. Moving to grind her own sopping sex into Delphine's thigh, as she often does after they've made love. Delphine's long pale arms reach for her, kissing her again and again. But Delphine is crying more if anything, Cosima realizes quickly. She stops. Pushing up on her hands to look at her lover.
Delphine only clings tighter and sobs into her neck The tears fall against her skin and she tries her best to comfort her.
"What is it?"
"Je veux te pénétrer." Delphine admits between her sobs. "Comme je peux si j'étais un homme."
"OK … I think I understand. You want to penetrate me?" Cosima clarifies quickly. This is the opposite of a problem. She is instantly excited by the prospect. Delphine wanting to be inside her. Riding Delphine's fingers instead of her own.
Delphine nods enthusiastically. "So so much, mon amour."
"You can, baby, just reach down and touch me. I'd love to have you inside of me." Cosima soothes her. "I want you."
"I want more." Delphine whines, even as she moves her fingers down to touch her. Delphine looks down at her and sighs as she makes contact. She strokes gently before sliding two fingers in without preamble.
"More inside me? Or…" Cosima bites her lip. "Oh god you feel good Delphine." She moves her hips trying to hint to Delphine what she wants. She raises her hips and pushes herself down, trying to impale herself deeper on Delphine's fingers.
Delphine nods. "I want… I want to come inside you." Delphine flushes at this and Cosima is stunned. She wasn't expecting that from Delphine. She tries hard to keep her expression calm, not reveal her disgust at that particular thought.
"Baby…" Cosima mutters weakly. "That's the one thing we can't really do." She's not sure what to do about this revelation. She doesn't find that kind of fantasy remotely exciting, but she doesn't want Delphine to stop touching her either.
"I want it." Delphine tells her, tears slowly stopping. "I want to do that to you. I want you to take me in."
"Hey, look at me. Look at me." Cosima urges Delphine. "Look down. You are inside me. I am taking you in. You can feel me."
"I am." Delphine repeats. "I am inside you." Delphine begins to move slowly, mimicking her own movements from earlier and for a few minutes it seems to satisfy her.
"It feels good." Cosima tells her. "I like this." She rolls her hips, reaching one hand down to guide Delphine. To help her.
"Good. It's… enough?" Delphine asks. "Do you want something else?"
"Yeah… But you can be more inside, if you want… You can fill me." Cosima encourages her, helping adjust her hand to add a third finger. It makes her hiss, and she holds Delphine's wrist very still.
"Does it hurt?" Delphine asks, suddenly distressed. "I don't want it to hurt."
"It's just...tight." Cosima groans. "I don't… I don't usually do this much." That much is true, two fingers was always more than sufficient. But if Delphine wants… she will give to her. As much as she reasonably can anyway.
Delphine mutters under her breath. "You… you are full of me."
"I am. And I'm going to come for you." Cosima confirms, beginning to rock her hips again. Once she's satisfied that Delphine can maintain the rhythm, she moves her fingers to her own clit, applying calculated pressure to it.
Delphine moans at her, following her rhythm. "Cosima…"
"I'm right here… this is more than enough, Delphine. This...this is our lovemaking." Cosima tries soft words, romantic words. "This means so much to me."
Delphine coos at her. "Quand nous faisons l'amour, je me sens complète." Delphine keeps talking to her softly, keeps moving in to her. She knows she won't remember half of what Delphine said to her later, but the feeling, the voice and the sound she'll remember forever.
"I love you." Cosima whines, she keeps rocking and looking down at Delphine. She comes to Delphine murmuring French at her.
"Je t'aime." Delphine nuzzles her, gently easing her fingers out of her sex.
She clings to Delphine a while, slowly making her way back to kisses. They touch each other again, throw on nightgowns only to run to the edge of the pool and throw them off. They jump in naked and kiss and cling some more in the water.
"Can I touch you here?" Cosima asks, pushing Delphine against the side of the pool.
"There's a hot tub." Delphine suggests. "We could get in." She pulls herself from the pool, not caring that she's naked and watches Delphine do the same. Delphine leads her back up on to the deck and uncovers the hot tub and flicks the switch.
"Cosima…"
"Yeah?"
"I love you." Delphine tells her again, she pulls her back to her mouth, kissing deeply. And when they sink into the water, she lets a hand drift between Delphine's legs. Finding her already aroused, Cosima begins to stroke her.
"Inside?" Cosima whispers.
"Yes." Delphine whimpers out, and she obliges her slowly, entering with two insistent fingers this time. She thrusts a little more firmly, experimentally and loves watching Delphine react.
"Don't forget me." Cosima begs as she works inside Delphine. "Don't forget any of this."
"I won't!"
In the end, they have to stop as they become overheated, and quickly jump in the pool again to cool off afterwards. Cosima wonders if they'll manage to get any sleep at all. Delphine leads her back down to the nanny suite, shushing her all the while. They shower together in the small stall, letting the hot water cleanse both of their bodies.
"I want you again." Delphine tells her. Cosima strokes again, watching Delphine struggle with her desire and her sensitivity after multiple orgasms. Unfortunately, the shower is too small to drop to her knees. She doesn't want to hurt her, so she stops to whimpering from Delphine who is biting her lip.
"Let's go back to bed." Cosima insists, and they make a show of dressing for bed, in case they are disturbed. She has to at least make it look like they're just friends. Who knows how they'll be woken up tomorrow.
They're snuggled up in bed when they hear Delphine's aunt roll in. They hear the garage door open and close. And then nothing as her aunt goes up to bed.
"I never want to leave you." Delphine tells her very seriously.
"So don't." Cosima tosses back casually, pulling Delphine back in. She makes love to her again with her mouth, so slowly this time and Delphine cries again at orgasm. She stays between Delphine's thighs a few moments, savouring the experience.
"This cannot end." Delphine sobs out, grabbing on to her.
Unsure of what else to say, Cosima opts to kiss her again. She murmurs her love, tries to reassure Delphine that everything will be fine. Delphine settles in her arms kissing her desperately.
"Je t'aime." Delphine tells her softly. And Cosima cannot help but respond.
"I love you too." Cosima rushes to assure Delphine. No matter what happens, Cosima tells herself, at least they will have really loved each other. And that will have to be enough.
2018
Cosima sighs, looking down at a still-clothed Delphine. "So?"
"You… you just told me…" Delphine's eyes are wide as she attempts to process what she told her.
"Yeah." Cosima swallows, easing off of Delphine. "And I meant it. I still mean it."
Delphine closes her eyes and lays still underneath her for a moment. It was too much, Cosima realizes belatedly. While an 18 year old, or even 19 year old Delphine would have practically begged her to say that, now is different.
"You don't have to say it back. Just... let me love you." Cosima offers what she thinks is a good compromise. "Let's go to bed."
"Alright." Delphine agrees, pulling herself up and walking the three metres to Cosima's bedroom alcove. Cosima follows, smiling when she sees Delphine sit on her bed.
She slides back on top of Delphine, straddling her and lifting up to give Delphine just a bit of a show. She sees hazel eyes watching her, drifting their gaze over her naked body.
"Do you like what you see?" Cosima asks, she rocks her hips. She wants to remove Delphine's clothing but wants to tease a little more first.
Delphine's voice is so quiet she barely hears her answer. "Oui."
"Do you want to touch?" Cosima prompts, wondering if that is something Delphine still wants.
"Oui." Again, her voice is barely audible.
"So touch me." Cosima invites. She watches Delphine pale hands grip her hips.
"Comme ça?" Delphine asks.
"Any way you want." Cosima suggests.
"I want to be naked." Delphine demands, and Cosima's quick to help her undress. Only lifting up to remove her pants and underwear. It's easy, and Cosima quickly eases herself back down. She makes no effort to conceal her arousal, lets Delphine feel it as a tease.
"Oh you're so hot." Cosima murmurs. She remembers this, Delphine looks very much the same. Pale, soft small breasts, pink nipples, her lithe form. Her own hands stretch out, she wants to memorize Delphine's skin. See how familiar this feels.
Delphine pulls her into a deep kiss, tongue probing deeply into her mouth as she lets her hands drift upward. Delphine's hands slowly caress her body, sliding up and down her arms, her waist.
"Ohhh." Cosima leans forward, delighting in this. Somehow it's better than she remembers. Somehow Delphine's hands are everything she wants at the moment.
"Slowly." Delphine insists gently. Her fingertips gently slide over her skin. Cupping breasts and toying with her nipples before sliding down to her hips. She lets this be slow, lets Delphine touch, lets her rediscover.
"Do you want to touch me?" Cosima invites, she lifts herself up in invitation.
Delphine bites her lip, but within a moment she is cupping her, playing with her, stroking her.
"Yes…" Cosima groans. "Yes…"
It is sweet, and it is slow. Delphine languidly working her to orgasm, she takes her time. Entering her gently and moving her fingers slowly, curiously. Builds the pressure to a boiling point and somehow holds her there. Backing off just enough to prolong their encounter. And maybe it is a little clumsy, but with Delphine touching her it is more than enough.
"Delphine." Cosima moans. "Please."
Her begging softens Delphine, who applies a little more pressure where she needs it. Finally, finally she climaxes and the look she sees on Delphine's face isn't teasing or smug, but relief. Delphine's hand falls away to the side, a sheen of perspiration on her face.
"Oh." Delphine sighs, and pulls her back in to kiss. Cosima goes willingly, presses their bodies together, sighing at the sensation. She rolls her hips down, settling between Delphine's open legs.
She grinds down pointlessly and smiles when Delphine responds.
"It's… no so different." Delphine tells her. "I sort of remember."
"Good."
"What now?" Delphine asks her, clearly enjoying the rhythm they are setting.
"Flip over." Cosima slides to one side, and Delphine eyes her warily for a moment.
"Why?"
"Just do it."
Delphine complies, rolling on to her belly. She straddles her bare thighs and massages her ass. Cosima leans down and begins to kiss, from a mole on the back of her ribs up to her neck. She lays her body over Delphine's
"Yes." Cosima moans lowly, she sucks and nips at Delphine's neck as she rocks her hips into her ass.
"Aah." Delphine cries out and sounds desperate but Cosima doesn't want to speed things up. She kisses and sucks from Delphine's neck, over her shoulder blades and down until she can kiss the swell of her buttocks. She bites playfully and then kisses again.
"Attends.." Delphine reaches back with a hand.
"Is something wrong?" Cosima stops momentarily.
"I… do not like anal sex." Delphine gets out in a quick breath. "Not even with fingers."
Cosima merely laughs and kisses back up, letting her hands massage the flesh there. "Good to know. But... not quite where I was going."
"Where are you going?" Delphine asks, relaxing again beneath her.
She kisses Delphine's neck instead, rolls them into a spooning position and finally, finally lets her fingers make contact with Delphine's dripping core. This is perfect, Cosima thinks, stroking Delphine while she can roll her hips into her. Delphine too makes wonderfully desperate noises for her.
"More." Delphine demands. "I need to be able to kiss you."
Cosima moves, obliging her and settling herself on top of Delphine. She kisses her mouth, pleased when Delphine chases her when she teases. "Do you want my mouth now?"
"Yes…" Delphine sighs, closing her eyes as Cosima kisses down her body slowly.
She slowly moves to rest between Delphine's thighs. She can worship her here, Cosima thinks. She starts soft and slow, bringing one hand to join her mouth, to enter Delphine's needy weeping sex with two fingers. It feels good, Cosima smiles, and hums into Delphine. It is just as satisfying as she thought it would be.
"Oui...oui…" Delphine breathes out, shaking underneath her.
Cosima doesn't answer, merely continues, bringing Delphine to a quaking orgasm. She is convinced Delphine is starting to come when the blonde begins to laugh, loudly and uncontrollably. It scares her for a minute, and she lifts her head.
"No… don't stop." Delphine whines when she does, so she returns to her task. A rush of liquid meeting her mouth and her fingers. Delphine lets out a few more inappropriate cackles of laughter before settling herself back on to the bed. A slow smile spreading across her face.
"Wow." Cosima laughs a little. That was definitely new. She pulls away, never minding the mess, and gathers Delphine up into her arms to cuddle.
"Hold me." Delphine insists, wrapping her own arms around her. "Please hold me."
Cosima is happy, her mind blissfully and unusually quiet for a few precious moments. She lays a kiss against Delphine's dyed curly hair.
"I love you." Cosima tells her again. "I just… I want you to let me love you." Like this, she thinks. Exactly like this. Delphine will stay the night, Cosima thinks. They'll date. Make love as often as possible. In a year or so, they could get a place together. Delphine was definitely wife material, Cosima thinks with a slow smirk as she lays kisses against the blonde's neck.
"I can." Delphine agrees.
And it's perfect until another memory reminds her what she's done. And it's not like Delphine and Jerome were like her parents, and even if they were. This wasn't a swing party. This was full on cheating. Shit.
Cosima looks over at Delphine, who looks both surprised and satisfied, and 100% guilt-free. Maybe this was in itself a problem.