Cosima gasps, pressed down into her mattress, her legs spread wide. She's thankful for her flexibility even as Delphine hovers above her, throwing her legs further apart. Pressing her sex down into Cosima's. Desperately rubbing, adjusting, trying to get the angle right. Trying to yield some pleasure from this. She does her best to help her, not quite used to attempting this with others. Cosima groans, trying to get Delphine closer, feel more of her.
"C'est tellement beau." Delphine tells her, grinding down wetly.
"What is?" Cosima asks. Whatever she had been expecting definitely wasn't this. This was not in any of her smutty books. This was 100% Delphine.
"Our lovemaking. My body with your body." Delphine grinds again, trying to hold Cosima's legs open, to press them tightly sex to sex.
"Why like this?" Cosima asks. It's not the easiest or most stimulating thing they could be doing. She'd honestly expected Delphine to just lay back, to receive pleasure. Instead she's treated to a round of tribbing initiated by an insistent Delphine.
"I wanted to press you into me… do women not do this?" Delphine stops for a moment, but the blonde is clearly enjoying herself. She moans whenever the contact is perfect.
"Some do." Cosima assures her new lover. "We can."
"I wanted to feel you there. Ta vulve contre la mienne..." Delphine grins for a moment, grinding again.
"You wanted to feel me." Cosima repeats softly, mildly stunned by the desire she sees looking back at her. It's promising, if a little weird. It sounds like Delphine lusts after her at any rate. Even if it is all experimental.
"It felt necessary." Delphine states simply, and grinds again. "I needed to know what this would feel like."
It's another thrill when Delphine somehow manages to orgasm like that, and Cosima cannot stop smiling. She's grinning like an idiot even as Delphine is coming down and beginning to sag, the tension seeping out of her body.
"Wow." Cosima laughs, pulling Delphine into a kiss. She lets their lips cling, teasing Delphine softly with her tongue.
"It was good?"
"Yeah. And surprising. What do you want for dinner?" Cosima changes the subject. She's definitely worked up an appetite.
"Oh right…" Delphine stares at the ceiling. "I don't know. I could figure out something."
"Or I could. I could make those bean veggie burgers and we could do something with the potatoes under your sink." Cosima suggests. Simple enough, even if it felt like they were both just dreaming of summer. Of the end of this too-long winter.
"Let's do that then." Delphine agrees, leaning in to kiss her neck softly.
They're climbing out of bed before Delphine speaks again. Cosima knows she'll have to change the sheets again but at least Delphine doesn't look distressed at the wet spot.
"I have … a bit of a weird question for you." Delphine tells her softly as she begins to redress.
"Anything. Just ask." Cosima laughs lightheartedly.
"Do lesbians have safe sex? Can they?" Delphine asks regarding her closely.
"Umm yes. It's not as risky as PIV sex but..." Cosima responds, taken a bit aback. "I mean there's like dental dams for oral sex.. I could get us some but umm the whole vulva-rubbing thing you just intiated is really not safe sex." It's not that common, Cosima wants to admit. There's only been a handful of times she'd had dental dams in her possession, despite knowing that it would be somewhat safer with them. She'd opted for fairly regular testing instead. But maybe Delphine would want to use barriers?
Delphine looks at her, cheeks reddening. "Should I not have?"
Cosima shakes her head. "You haven't had sex in three years. I got tested in February and before that I hadn't in a few months. Unless you're carrying something particularly nasty and incurable… no worries." Cosima shrugs. Hopefully Delphine is not infected with herpes or something, but she suspects Delphine would have disclosed if that were the case.
"So it's safe." Delphine nods.
"You won't catch anything from me." Cosima tells her. "I'm much more careful than I used to be. Usually." Cosima tilts her head. She hadn't been careful with Delphine. Maybe that was a mistake but it felt right, and Delphine wasn't exactly particularly sexually active.
"Alright. I just wanted to know… should I try to buy dental dams? Can you order them online?" Delphine looks towards the living room, no doubt she'd left her phone there.
"Please don't? Unless you want to use one on me. I mean they come flavoured so...if you wanted to, you could." Cosima rushes the words out. She doesn't want a barrier between her mouth and Delphine. Doesn't want to taste mint or cherry or a weird overly sweet grape flavour. If Delphine wanted to taste mint instead of pussy she could deal with that. But it would likely just be awkward anyway.
"You don't want them?" Delphine looks at her quizzically. "Why?"
"Well… I've already had my mouth on you. And unless you're messing around with other people it's not like … anything will just happen. I have rarely seen them, nevermind used them." Cosima gestures awkwardly. The queer students union used to have a box of them, and she knew they were rarely taken out. "It's not like either of us is suddenly going to be having multiple partners. As long as this pandemic lasts anyway." If she gets to keep Delphine all to herself, a small part of her wouldn't mind if this lasted months.
"Euh..." Delphine tilts her head back, mirroring Cosima. "But wouldn't you prefer to taste...something else?"
"Nope." Cosima grins. "I like the taste of pussy. I want to taste you." She cannot stop herself from giggling. It delights her, after all. Why hide that?
"Even if I might…" Delphine makes the same awkward gesture again.
"Even if you ejaculate?" Cosima substitutes readily, noting that she'd gotten it right.
"Yes…" Delphine nods vigorously.
"Umm… You did. A few times." Cosima smirks again, laughing. "No big deal."
"In your mouth?" Delphine's brow furrows. Her expression morphing into something akin to embarrassment.
"Yup." Cosima nods. No point in lying. She tries to keep her face in a reassuring calm expression.
"You didn't say anything." Delphine looks mildly awkward, looking down at the floor with the pretence of relocating her clothes.
"There was still a puddle…" Cosima prods gently before continuing. "Oh come on, I am sure at least one of your former partners wanted to make you squirt." Cosima chides her as she pulls on an oversized tunic. Maybe this conversation was one they should have dressed.
"Yes. One of them had that...fixation." Delphine acknowledges. "It was a messy few months. And even with others… it tended to happen. Though I usually tried to make sure it was...during intercourse."
"So it's nothing new to you. And… it's nothing new to me. I've been with other women who have. It's not super common but…" Cosima shrugs. "It's fine. I'm not bothered by it."
"Even in your mouth?"
"You're the one who gives blowjobs." Cosima points out. "What's the difference? It's all bodily fluids." Privately Cosima suspects it's a lot less vile with a woman but there's no reason to say that. There's no sense offending Delphine over a nothing thing like that.
"Women aren't supposed to. There's no purpose to it." Delphine sighs.
"But you'll get a mouthful of jizz without complaint?" Cosima finishes dressing and moves to hold Delphine's hands. She tries to keep her tone curious, gentle.
Delphine looks at her awkwardly. "I have. I don't particularly enjoy it."
"So don't do it. At all." Cosima responds evenly. "And I'm not asking you to go down on me either. That's 100% optional."
"You're not?" Delphine continues dressing.
"Nope." Cosima stretches. "You've got hands. I'm happy with that." She cannot push Delphine, nor does she want to. If that's all Delphine ever wants to give her then that's fine. Though, it may not last.
"You don't want it?"
Cosima sighs. "I enjoy it, but only when my partner does too. I'm not really a believer in just ' giving it to get it' . If you're not into it, it won't be any good for me."
"I never got it. Before you." Delphine admits. Delphine doesn't quite meet her eyes and she pulls on her pants looking down.
"But it was offered?" Cosima assumes.
"Once or twice. I refused." Delphine looks embarrassed.
"Because you squirt?" Cosima puts her glasses back on and tilts her head looking at Delphine. How much was going to be absolutely new to Delphine? She clearly has had some sex, but maybe not quite enough.
Delphine sighs as she buttons her blouse. "Mostly."
"I'm into it. But it's just something your body does, it's fine." Cosima reaches out with soothing hands. "I'm happy you let me."
"You told me it was how you made love. It seemed unfair not to let you." Delphine shrugs. "And you were persistent."
"But… I didn't push you." Cosima insists. At least she hadn't meant to.
"You did. A little." Delphine suggests softly. "It does feel good though. You're...you're very good at it."
"I will do it as often as you like." Cosima tells Delphine. "You can have twice daily cunnilingus if you want. Or more."
"You'll get sick of it." Delphine shakes her head but at least she's giggling.
"No I won't." Cosima protests laughing. Surely their sex frequency would slow over time, but sick of Delphine? She couldn't imagine it. Delphine was too perfect. An academic like her, someone who understood her… and was probably even more intellectual than herself. There was too much there.
"You will. You'll get sick of me." Delphine looks at her softly though, now fully dressed.
"Nope." Cosima grins. "Never."
To emphasize her point she begins kissing her, pulling Delphine into her arms, trying to show her just how much she wants. How much she craves her. How much she loves her.
Day 45
"So I think it's looking better?" Cosima tries to argue her case via Skype. "I have two speech language pathologists who will be providing guidance."
Dr. Lowes sighs at her. "It is. You still need to pass ethics, Cosima. And if you don't, we'll have to reassess again."
"So?" Cosima knows she's been slacking. She'd barely made it through the meeting without giving that away.
"Fill out the forms and submit them to me, I'll send them to the committee."
"In the meantime?" A click in the lock tells her Delphine is done for the day, and she suddenly desperately wants to be done as well.
"Keep working. And I want to check in two weeks from now, same time."
"Done." Delphine is grinning at her from the door, dressed simply in a sweater and jeans, grinning at her.
Cosima quickly says goodbye to her advisor and no sooner than has she shut the laptop than is Delphine in her arms, kissing her insistently.
"Bonsoir ma chérie…" Delphine coos at her, kissing her face again.
"Oh…" Cosima leans back, letting Delphine kiss her, letting her hands roam her body, more confidently now.
"Toi me manques." Delphine holds her face in her hands. They'd barely seen each other since Sunday and it was hard. Hard to stay away. Hard to keep herself from just throwing on lingerie and a robe and going to knock on Delphine's door. Screw whatever the neighbours might think.
"You're the one who front-loads her week with private consultations." Cosima mumbles between kisses. Honestly, she'd missed Delphine too. A few lonely meals and too much time on her hands had just been hard. The kittens' eyes were open now, but they were still helpless and Kiki wasn't the most talkative for company.
"It was a terrible mistake." Delphine mutters out, kissing her face insistently. They'd had dinner together last night and then gone separately to bed, to get more sleep.
"It was." Cosima laughs. "You should have planned for this." Cosima pulls the red sweater off Delphine and tosses it onto the floor. Underneath there's nothing but a loose black tank and it excites her further.
"How could I have planned for you?" Delphine laughs. "Je vais devenir obsédée!'
"I thought you said you couldn't get obsessed with sex?" Cosima teases, even as she's undressing Delphine again.
"I'm making an exception." Delphine tells her, laughing as she sets in on removing Cosima's skirt.
Cosima cannot resist teasing again. "You don't want to take a walk or something first? Get outside?" It's not like they can really go anywhere. Not like there's anything to do but wander aimlessly and maybe get takeout.
"Maybe after." Delphine pulls her back to her mouth, kissing her demandingly.
What are we? Cosima thinks to herself, not quite ready to voice the question to Delphine. She pulls off Delphine's clothing instead, and sucks a pert pink nipple into her mouth instead.
Are we fuck buddies? Cosima wonders, running her fingers through curls, before moving to begin kissing Delphine's hand. Sucking on her fingers
Delphine eagerly pulls her in, tongue toying with her own within minutes. She's inside her within minutes, she lets her fingers press, before twisting them again. The little moans she can hear more than enough for now. Certainly this is enough?
Are we dating? Cosima groans, Delphine's hands dragging her back to kiss, seemingly unwilling to let their mouths separate for more than a few minutes. Hands grip her firmly, holding her body close as possible.
It's easy, Cosima knows, to take Delphine on the couch, sweet and slow. So what if she has to steam clean the couch?
"This is going to get messy." Delphine is writhing under her, making no movement to stop her. It's only a warning, Cosima smirks, and she doubles her efforts to bring Delphine over the edge.
"Cosima…" Delphine is moaning and gasping, even when it's done. "Cosima." She breathes again and it sets something else alight in Cosima's chest. She needs more. Or at least needs to give her mouth something else to do to stop herself from talking. From possibly ruining all of this.
She's sunk to her knees in front of a still gasping Delphine. She pulls her legs apart and lowers her mouth excitedly.
"I want you." Cosima says, letting the rest of her thoughts sit. Maybe there'd be time later. Maybe it was just too soon.