"Perfect." Cosima smiles at her, as they meander their way back to their hotel after a quick walk.
"You think so?" Delphine teases gently.
"Yup. Good dinner. Nice hotel." Cosima drops her voice before continuing, "car sex."
The lobby is fancy enough, old hotel desks and cavernous rooms housing various events. But they head directly for the elevator, hand in hand.
"Do you want to get room service?" Delphine asks.
"Maybe later."
A bottle of Italian prosecco sits in an ice bucket in their room, along with a tray of fruit and cheese. A glass vase of flowers sits on the desk, and it looks much more like the consummation Delphine had pictured. The bed is still beautifully made, their bags and purchases tucked into a corner out of the way. There are no candles, the concierge had told her that was against the fire regulations, but other than that, it is perfect.
Cosima eyes the display, newly laid out next to the bed. "Special request?"
"Oui." Delphine grins.
"Wow."
"It's our wedding night, Cosima. I want it to be absolutely perfect."
"Oh… I may have to take off all my clothes again." Cosima grins. "Do you want me naked?"
"Soon." Delphine smiles back. "Do you want a glass of prosecco?"
"Please." Cosima lets Delphine pour her a glass and smiles while taking a deep drink from the glass.
"Oh it's good." Delphine breathes with relief after tasting the prosecco.
"Italian champagne? Isn't it always?" Cosima teases.
"I've had better bottles than others." Delphine answers honestly, trying not to sound like a total snob.
"Different worlds." Cosima laughs. And in some ways it's true, but they've collided in this one.
She excuses herself to the bathroom after they've finished their wine. Cosima had placed the snack tray aside. For when they're ravenous after making love. The harness and the red dildo sit out on the counter. For her to find? Is that what Cosima wants? An image enters her brain uninvited, Cosima shoving the fake dick inside her. Delphine lets out an audible sigh. Why the sudden fixation she'll never understand. It is merely boredom sinking in for Cosima? Is it because they are no longer fearing for their lives that their lovemaking is becoming inadequate for Cosima's tastes? She knows Cosima is...wilder, than herself. Delphine accepts it, some acts she's tried before and won't again, even with Cosima. Others, she supposes she could, for Cosima's sake, or as an experiment.
Even so, why this fixation? Why the sudden penile envy? Or is it supposed to be a tease, try to entice her into asking for it? Delphine considers the sexual accessory. She could probably figure out how to put it on, but the disappointment of not feeling Cosima inside makes her hesitate.
Surely with their emotional connection, what she could offer Cosima was enough. Delphine decides.
"I am going to make love to my wife." Delphine speaks aloud, in the quiet of the small bathroom. Cosima is her wife . And it thrills her down to her bones.
"Yeah you are!" Cosima overhears her from the other room. "Come on back!"
Delphine glances at the counter before making a decision. She'd give Cosima what she wanted, but not quite the way she planned.
"You wanted this?" Delphine leaves the bathroom, wearing the harness with the red dildo strapped in. She feels ridiculous. But perhaps there was no way around that. If she has to use a fake phallus, she'll be using it on Cosima. Surely this is the appropriate compromise.
Cosima lies naked on the bed, but sits up quickly when she realized her game has been flipped on her.
"It's too big for me." Cosima balks at the sight of the larger red dildo attached to Delphine. "The purple one was for me."
"No, no it's not." Delphine cajoles her. "If you're really, really wet… it will go in." It may not be entirely comfortable, Delphine admits privately but Cosima had chosen it after all.
"It might hurt though." Cosima sighs. "I mean, we can do it, but honestly the red one was supposed to be for you."
"For me?" Delphine balks. "You chose it. You wanted this...thing." She gestures down at it. The red dildo bobs with her movement and she quickly averts her eyes.
"This... thing?" Cosima mimics giggling then shoots her a look. "Yeah. I kind of wanted to be...bigger." Cosima grins then shoots Delphine what appears to be a penitent look.
Delphine lets out a sigh, drawing a hand to her forehead. "That's what this is about?" It seems such a silly thing to fixate on.
"Yeah. Plus… I mean you might miss it but you don't have to. You can have that kind of stimulation with me." Cosima smiles at her.
"But I want you , your body, your skin." Delphine tells her gently. "Your touch thrills me. Your entire body makes love to me."
"Still?"
"Oh yes." Delphine goes to kneel on the bed beside her.
"I love being in you. But sometimes it feels like you want more." Cosima tries her best to be sincere.
"More of you."
"So you'll fuck men like this but not me?" Cosima shoots back, clearly hurt by it.
"I did… that was before." Delphine sighs, rubbing at her temples. Why does that have to matter anymore? "I wasn't in love with them. I am in love with you."
Cosima looks disbelieving. "Never?"
"Never in love. Just sex. Some good. Some OK. Some terrible." Delphine gives as brief a summary of her sexual history as possible. That is one can of worms she does not wish to open tonight.
"You know I've never been with a guy." Cosima half shrugs from her place on the bed. "I mean I was going to once but… it was like, what was the point?"
"I know." Delphine offers softly. "It's not about that though."
"I've used strap-ons before, plenty of times. On both sides. It's just… fun sometimes. I … I could have fun like this."
"If this is what you want? I'll do it." Delphine offers. "I'll wear it, and ride you."
"I think you should take it off, for now." Cosima decides finally. "I did promise no toys tonight. I mean we could always grab one later on if we decide we want it."
"Okay." Delphine agrees, removing the harness and returning the whole thing, dildo still threaded through, to the bathroom. She leaves it on the counter, hoping that it'll stay there.
"Why are you suddenly so fixated on dildos?" Delphine asks, sitting on the bed next to her.
"You come at me like…" Cosima's voice drops off.
"Like what?"
"Like you cannot get enough of me inside you." Cosima responds.
"Sometimes I can't." Delphine agrees. "It's not a bad thing." Cosima makes her sound insatiable, surely she isn't quite that bad.
"That's what the strap-on can do." Cosima throws back. "It'll fill you more."
"I don't want silicone," Delphine tries to break it down. "I want you inside me." She doesn't understand why Cosima cannot grasp what she is telling her. Why couldn't Cosima's new fixation just have been bondage? She could have gone with that.
"It could be me… if you let it be. It's all in your head." Cosima shrugs. "It's not like you really want me to fist you. This is just me trying to meet your needs."
Delphine reddens momentarily. It's not something she thought to ask for, that she really knew how to ask for. But the thought is so appealing. Cosima's hand all the way in. Cosima, deep inside her, filling her completely.
"Oh!" Cosima reacts visibly. "You, you do?"
"Maybe." Delphine swallows. "I… I think so. I would at least want to try it someday." It doesn't have to be now, Delphine acknowledges.
"Wow." Cosima looks back at her, mildly stunned. "I… I've only done it like… a handful of times back in my undergrad days. I'm not an expert."
"That's alright. We can experiment together." Delphine looks back. "But you know how to…"
"Yeah. Yeah I remember." Cosima nods. "I could do it if you want."
"Do you want to? Do you like it?" Delphine asks. Certainly, she didn't want it if Cosima wasn't going to be into it.
"Giving or receiving?" Cosima clarifies. "Because it's not an easy thing to do."
"Giving… to me." Delphine responds, trying to tempt her.
"I could be into it." Cosima nods her head, moving in to kiss her, her naked body hovering over Delphine's.
"Tell me you want to be all the way inside me." Delphine urges. It would certainly make their wedding night special.
Cosima stares back at her, mouth slightly parted for a moment. "Of course I do."
"You want your whole hand in me." Delphine urges, hoping that Cosima's enthusiasm for this act will increase.
"God, yes…"
"Get inside me…" Delphine invites. "Please… I need to have you inside me." She draws Cosima in for a desperate kiss and then another, this could be wonderful, she thinks.
"Hey, this is going to be a slow process. Get comfy." Cosima urges.
Delphine lets Cosima slow her down, making out with her leisurely before watching her wife's head dive between her thighs. It provides a brief surprise, but maybe they needed to take their time.
"Mmm." Cosima hums into her. It feels fantastic, as per usual. Delphine quickly relaxes into the onslaught of Cosima's insistent mouth. It's perfect, as usual.
"Cosima!" She cannot stop herself from crying out in response.
Cosima moans louder at this, sucking at her as she flicks her tongue gently.
"You taste so damn good…" Cosima groans again, she needs her like this.
Delphine crests, easily, quickly and looks down at her amazing lover, her wife. Dreads pulled back from her face, lips and chin slick with arousal. It never ceases to thrill her.
Cosima immediately slips two fingers inside her, adjusting position to hover over her.
"Kiss me."Cosima whines, so she does. Drawing her love into her arms, savouring a kiss that tastes like both of them.
"Je t'aime." Delphine tells her between kisses. "Je t'aime." She needs to say it now, needs to let this be about their love, as well as their desire.
" I love you too." Cosima responds, easily working in a third finger.
"I want you, I want everything you can give." Delphine urges her, kissing back, clinging at her exposed skin. Loving her with everything she has. She wants this to be better than the car. Wants this to be what Cosima remembers about their wedding night years and years from now.
Working in a fourth finger is a little more challenging, she feels the slight sting and stretch of it, then emptiness as Cosima pulls out to grab the tiny bottle of lube, liberally coating her hand in it.
"Lube? But I am so wet." Delphine protests playfully.
"Lube, because I don't want to hurt you." Cosima responds sincerely. "I need this to be as smooth as possible."
She enters her again easily, probing deeply with her perfect fingers. It feels so amazing already, Delphine remarks silently. How could she not want this?
"Oh right." Cosima lets out a sigh. "I remember this." Cosima remarks, adding extra lube.
"Ah!" Delphine lets out a sharp cry.
"OK, so honestly, this part kind of sucks." Cosima explains apologetically, already four fingers deep and working her thumb in. It works, but the sensation threatens to overwhelm her calm.
"What… what is that?" Delphine winces briefly. There's a new pressure and she cannot honestly say it's arousing. It's too much, but she looks to Cosima for guidance.
"That would be the widest part of my hand, it can't be thrust in like my fingers." Cosima explains, "I need to rotate in and it will feel better when I am done."
"I'm sensing a but." Delphine offers, trying to keep herself open, relaxed.
"There's no other way to get my hand in." Cosima offers bluntly. "Either we stop, or you take a deep breath and I rotate in. It's your choice. I can go as slow as you want, but that will draw this out."
"Merde." Delphine looks up at her wife, feeling full and tender.
"What do you want, Delphine?" Cosima asks softly. "There's no wrong answer. We can try again later or… never."
"I want to take you in." The psychological pleasure, at least, of having Cosima completely inside her, should be worth it. Delphine theorizes.
"Don't look away." Cosima urges holding her eyes. "Don't look away for a second."
"I won't!" Delphine replies in a moan. She lets out a loud cry and suddenly, the pressure eases to a delicious tender fullness. This… this she can take. Even though she moans again, awestruck at the overpowering sensation.
Cosima is in. Delphine breathes, and she's stretched so tight she's already sore. All of Cosima is in. She begins to cry, unable to stop her eyes from watering. She has Cosima.
"I'll stay still as long as you need." Cosima offers gently. Eyes gently focused down on her own.
"OK." Delphine responds, already breathless. "You're, you're really all in me."
"I am." Cosima swallows. "How does it feel now?"
"I have never been this full." Delphine tells her softly. "Je t'aime."
"Oh my god…" Cosima groans, looking down between them.
"You like how it looks?"
"I love how it looks, holy shit!" Cosima lets out a sob of her own. "I can see my wrist sticking out of you! I can feel you all around me."
"What now?"
Cosima begins to slowly twist, tiny delicate movements. It will make her come undone, make her keen and sob with pleasure. And she lets herself. There's no dignity in sex, especially like this.
"Mon dieu…. Cosima…" Delphine cries, this is everything. At the collision of pleasure and pain. This is a consummation she didn't think to want tonight, but it stuns her in its overwhelming perfection.
"I'm all the way in you. My entire hand…" Cosima whispers. Whether she's trying to excite her further or sincere Delphine cannot tell.
Her orgasm comes over her quickly, it too threatens to engulf her completely. And Cosima stills, leaning down to lick her softly again. Her tongue teasing above where her wrist sits inside her.
"Do you want me to pull out now?" Cosima offers. "It'll be like it was on the way in."
"Give me a minute." Delphine responds, squirming at the increased sensation.
"OK. We can take this as slow as you need. I know you probably want me out."
Delphine catches her eyes, haze of her orgasm abating. "You are exactly where I want you. Where you belong."
"I belong here?" Cosima repeats, her absolute arousal at this act suddenly becomes obvious.
Cosima licks and sucks at her while she withdrawals, it doesn't erase the intense pressure of rotating out but it eases it. It's easy after that, fingers leaving her one by one.
"Hold me." Delphine begs and Cosima does, drawing her into her arms.
"What did you think? How did it make you feel?" Cosima asks softly.
"It felt so… deep. So intense. Almost too much at times but, I definitely wanted it." Delphine acknowledges. She cannot imagine wanting that with anyone but Cosima. Wanting it without this deep love, this obsessive craving of hers for Cosima.
"It really is." Cosima answers. "Honestly I've never been on the receiving end. But oh my god Delphine…." Cosima finishes in a deep groan. "I never enjoyed it this much before."
"You are definitely bigger." Delphine laughs softly, kissing her wife. If that's what satisfaction Cosima wanted then surely this fulfilled it.
"Are you really sore…?" Cosima worries. "I really want to keep going but you look pretty spent."
"I am completely spent. And very very sore," Delphine sighs. There's no way around that. She'd anticipated soreness anyway.
"You're so gorgeous." Cosima sighs, laying down on top of her.
"You are the most incredible lover." Delphine murmurs. "Please, stop doubting it."
"Oh I don't doubt that." Cosima laughs. "How was that for your wedding night?"
"It was so perfect." Delphine cries again, clutching her beloved Cosima to her body. The new desire to reverse their roles, to take Cosima like that, remains unspoken.
"I guess that means we're going to experiment more."
"Yes." Delphine agrees. "This was entirely successful."
"I'll look forward to it." Cosima grins.
"I don't need to experiment, Cosima." Delphine adds, drawing her lover back in to kiss. "I need to make love."
"I know." Cosima smiles as she bumps their noses together gently.
Finally, she moves down Cosima's body, pulling her up to her mouth. Enjoying the excitement she finds, enjoying Cosima, Cosima's pleasure.
After all, it is their wedding night.
