It's late when she gets the text from Delphine.
I'm here. - D
And Cosima jumps up, she gallops up the stairs. She has no idea how Delphine has even found her. And for the moment? She doesn't care. Because Delphine is here. She leaves Charlotte sleeping downstairs, and closes the door to the shop. She sees Delphine through the windows, waiting with a brown satchel strung over her shoulder.
"Delphine." Cosima breathes out as she backs up to let Delphine enter. She finds she's suddenly grateful that Scott is nowhere to be found and she begins to kiss her, insistently, eagerly.
"Cosima…." Delphine cups her face in her hands. Delphine breaks the kiss, but only long enough to slide off her satchel and her jacket. Delphine glances around the dark room.
"You're here." Cosima
"This is where you've been staying?" Delphine looks around the Rabbit Hole's upper level and seems distinctly underwhelmed.
"Yeah, great isn't it." Cosima grins. "You should see downstairs. Part home. Part lab. Part grow-op."
"Part lab. Part home. Part grow-op?" Delphine repeats both amused and disgusted. A small half-smile appears on her face.
"Yeah. Charlotte is asleep on a cot downstairs… but…" Cosima looks around the shop wondering if having Delphine on the counter would be too much. Maybe she was feeling better if she was considering that.
"You sleep here too?" Delphine asks looking towards the door to the basement.
"Yeah… yeah… There's a bed downstairs. There's room for both of us." Cosima tells Delphine, who looks at her with just as much longing as ever. At the very least they can get some well needed sleep.
"But… Charlotte?" Delphine sighs. "I'm tired anyway. I could go… and come back later?"
"I know… But… I want you to stay." Cosima tells her. "But there's a bed. And the door locks… no one else can get down there. Or… in here for that matter." Cosima locks the front door and grins. "We can be alone." She's tried so many times to convince Delphine she needs her immediately. Last time, she'd thought about quickly bringing Delphine to climax in PT Westmorlands's stupid lady's dressing room. She should have done it. If she'd pressed, she knows Delphine would have agreed. Even if it had to be fast. She lets herself picture and the way Delphine looks at her face convinces her for a moment, that Delphine is imagining the same.
Delphine wraps her into her arms. Their lips meet. "You want me here? Like this?"
"Right here." Cosima sighs. She's wanted this every time she's seen Delphine. Even when she knew all she would be able to do is touch. "Sit on the counter."
Delphine laughs, lifting herself up to sit, and Cosima clambers up to sit next to her. A hard surface is still a surface after all.
She has Delphine laid down against the counter, and has climbed on top of her to Delphine's rabid laughter.
"We can't." Delphine begins to laugh looking around the shop at the various comics and board games. "Not like this…."
"Delphine… please." Cosima moans, pleading as her hands caress Delphine's body. She unbuttons Delphine's blouse to reveal her bra, which she smooths over with her hands. The cotton fabric is plain, but it is suddenly more arousing than any lingerie she has ever seen Delphine in. She must be deprived. Cosima giggles at the thought and sets in on removing Delphine's pants. Those will definitely have to come off.
"I can wait… until you're more recovered. Or at least until we're alone." Delphine moves to assure her. "I can wait… I love you." She wants her too, but she won't press. She knows that Cosima's autoimmune disease has taken its toll. Even treated, she suspects Cosima has pain.
"No. Now ." Cosima is firmly insistent. She tosses her dress off over her head, and sets in on undressing Delphine. She kisses her belly, tears off her clothes with urgency. She knows they won't be interrupted. Knows that Scott and Hellwizard have the sense to stay the hell out of here for the next few hours. When Delphine had turned up they'd both made excuses to vanish.
"T'es la mienne." Delphine murmurs as she undresses her. "J'ai besoin de toi."
And while Cosima doesn't entirely understand, she finds herself increasingly aroused. Her body, her body is recovered enough for this. At least to touch Delphine. She can do that, that had never been a problem.
Delphine stills under her, looking up just as Cosima has reached for her underwear. The plain white cotton is suddenly the sexiest thing she can imagine.
"Hey… what is it?" Cosima looks down at Delphine, mostly naked, against the counter. Maybe this is all wrong, but she needs her. And she cannot wait any longer.
"I haven't since…" Delphine admits quickly, between heated kisses. Does it matter how long it has been? Maybe not. Her body is responding to the mere thought of having Cosima. She can only imagine the arousal once she is actually having her. Once she can feel her skin. Once she can touch her. Smell her. Taste her...
"Since… me?" Cosima guesses correctly to a quick nod. "I haven't at all in months either not since…"
"Shay." Delphine mutters acidly. She regrets bringing it up. She shouldn't have. Whoever else had been having Cosima in her absence didn't matter. But she suspected Cosima had become too ill to tolerate sex. So… what was the point of dredging up painful memories for both of them?
"Yeah." Cosima nods. "She wasn't you. I wanted you ." She wants to beg but doesn't know what to tell her. "I still want you."
Delphine pushes whatever she is feeling down, and pulls Cosima down into her arms to kiss. She needs her now. Her hands reach under Cosima's loose tank, and she knows she is desperate. "I want you too."
"Please." Cosima breaks their kiss to get the words out, but Delphine begins kissing her neck instead. Is it eagerness? Desperation? Does it matter? They shed their clothes, writhing together against the hard counter. Hands gripping and caressing skin, she's dipped to worship at one pale breast before Delphine speaks again.
"I ...I am already aching to have you inside me. But I don't want to be selfish." Delphine admits, murmuring the words into her skin.
"Be selfish." Cosima urges her. She can do that for Delphine. That could be so easy. "Tell me what you want." She removes Delphine's blouse, her pants and sets in on her undergarments.
"I want you inside me. I want to feel you inside me." Delphine bites her lip, but lets Cosima guide her back onto the hard surface. Delphine lets her remove her underwear and doesn't complain.
"Delphine… " Cosima moans, it is so easy. So much from so little.
"And I want to feel you under my hands. I want to… I want to touch you. I want your pleasure." Delphine's hands map her body eagerly, excitedly. There is so much want.
"Get inside me now." Cosima demands. She is on top, but that might be better for this. "I need you. I need you inside me now." So much for not being selfish, Cosima thinks. But they can go slow and easy next time. When they've sated the longing, when they've fought back the fear of losing the other with skin and flesh and pleasure.
"But… your growths… it might hurt." Delphine is hesitant, even pressed against her. "I don't want to hurt you." It's happened before, and she won't do it again.
"I don't care. Get inside me Delphine. I want to feel you there. At least… at least try.."
"OK… OK…" Delphine breathes at her, and works her hand between them. One finger and then cautiously she works Cosima with another. Hips canting, bodies pressing. Desire. Delphine thinks. Cosima's desire.
"Yes." Cosima sighs, as Delphine strokes her, but she knows she's wet enough. Knows that this should be easy. Delphine is pressing in with one finger and then two, and Cosima tries to will her body to relax. To make this easy.
Delphine is in and Cosima hisses. She's wet certainly, but the same sharp pressure remains when Delphine pushes in. Stupid fucking clone disease.
"How is it?" Delphine is soft, gentle inside her. Her movements soften if anything, watching Cosima's face for any sign of discomfort.
"Ohhh" Cosima looks up, she looks at Delphine's expression. Her enjoyment. Her love. "I see your hand… I feel you in me… it's so beautiful." And it is, Cosima thinks. She has Delphine. She can feel her inside. She can wait a few minutes and see if it gets easier.
"Does it hurt?" Delphine clarifies her question, her fingers are still. Barely moving at all, trying to ensure she causes zero pain.
"A little… but it's not like really bad." Cosima admits. It's sharp when Delphine pushes deep, but feeling Delphine's fingers satisfies her. She wants her. "Let's just try it." She rides Delphine's fingers, trying to convince both of them that this is what they need.
"Je t'aime…" Delphine promises her. "You say the word, and I'll pull out. We'll do something else." Delphine moves cautiously and Cosima seems to tolerate it but it worries her. Thoughts of Cosima in pain always do.
"No… not something else. THIS." Cosima demands. "I want this, I want to be with you. I want you in, I want this kind of connection." Delphine moves again and while she feels tender, Cosima knows she can have this for a few minutes anyway. And that will have to be enough.
"Does it matter who is inside who?" Delphine offers. "If this hurts… I can make love to you in a different way. I can take you inside… we can be connected that way."
"I mean… I guess it matters. I want to feel you. I can feel you." Cosima sighs, leaning down to kiss Delphine as she slowly raises and lowers her hips. She moves, backing up, but only enough to touch Delphine. Delphine takes her fingers easily, closing her eyes and panting. Delphine, warm and surrounding her. Delphine, dripping excitement onto the counter. Cosima cannot help but love it. All of it.
"So feel me." Delphine moves beneath her, clinging, kissing and eagerly loving her. It's enough, Cosima thinks, lifting herself off of Delphine's fingers, she guides them to her swollen clit instead.
"Touch me like this." Cosima demands, and Delphine does, circling gently, providing just the right amount of pressure. She comes, climax tightening her body, she arches above Delphine crying out loudly, wordlessly. And when she comes down Delphine is looking up at her with soft hazel eyes.
"Je t'aime."
"I love you too." Cosima assures, returning to pleasing Delphine. She needs this. They both do. They cannot wait anymore and who knows what the hell will happen tomorrow.
"I thought about this… all the time." Delphine husks into her ear before kissing her jawline.
"About me?"
"About making love with you." Delphine groans, moving against her, underneath her. "About how I feel when we're together like this."
"How do you feel?" Cosima teases, she lets her own thumb circle Delphine's clit, knowing it will bring release.
Delphine whines instead. "Cosima...Cosima...Cosima…" And breaks around her, inner muscles clinging and pulsing around her fingers. It was fast, Cosima thinks. But necessary. They can get someone to get Charlotte out of here tomorrow, kick out Scott and Hellwizard and make love slowly then. They will make time.
She wants to settle into Delphine's arms, but the counter is uncomfortable, they slide off awkwardly and sink to the floor, arms around each other. They might be a bit bruised up tomorrow, but it was worth it Cosima thinks. They can redress, more or less and go sleep downstairs.
"How do you feel?" Cosima repeats the question.
"Loved." Delphine closes her eyes and sighs the word. "I feel loved."
"I want more." Cosima admits, burying her face in Delphine's shoulder. Maybe she always would. Or maybe they'd eventually cool off a little. Either way, whatever her future holds she wants to be spending it in close proximity to Delphine.
"Sit on the counter." Delphine decides, and Cosima does, she leaves her legs open and watches Delphine drop low. Her nose skims against her abdomen and everything tightens in anticipation.
"You want this?" Cosima tries not to sound surprised. It's something Delphine has done before, something that she suspected was more for her own pleasure than Delphine's. But it's been a long time.
"Oh yes." Delphine assures her and lowers her mouth. "Comme ça?" She offers, tasting and softly working Cosima with her mouth. The taste of her love never disappoints her, but she is delighted that the metallic tang she's accustomed to, the slight taint of blood… is gone.
"Yes…" Cosima groans, letting Delphine have her way with her. "Have me. Take me. I'm yours."
Delphine brings her to another orgasm that crests slowly, leaving both of them finally sated. Delphine wipes her mouth on her hand and returns her lips to Cosima's.
"What are you thinking?"
"I will get inside you again." Delphine tells her when she's done. "I will.. I will have you. I will have you any way you want me."
"Tomorrow." Cosima promises softly. "Let's clean up and go to bed. There's a shower downstairs." In their haste, they forget Cosima's bra somewhere balled up behind the counter, and they tip-toe downstairs.
Everything else can wait, they have each other.