Day 51
They'd definitely settled into a routine. Cosima finds herself thinking, even as she takes her seat for lunch at Delphine's small table. The routine involved a lot of sex. She could be doing something entirely unsexy, like shoveling cereal into her mouth wearing an oversized t-shirt and next thing she knew Delphine was jumping her again. Before she'd even finished breakfast.
"I hope you like lentils. It's a daal." Delphine tells her, liberally serving some of the fragrant dish into her bowl.
"It smells amazing." Cosima grins. She serves herself some basmati rice before heaping daal on top. "Thank you."
"How goes Ethics?" Delphine asks. "Ready to try again?"
"I just submitted the forms, again. Now I wait, fingers crossed." Cosima explains happily, helping herself to lunch.
"Good. You'll pass." Delphine nods confidently.
"You have afternoon plans? Our grocery order should arrive sometime, other than that I'm free." She'd cleared her schedule, more or less. Sure she could be working but she wants to go somewhere, anywhere with Delphine. Maybe go down to the docks and look at the boats. They could bundle up and get tea and carry steaming mugs. Something sweet. Something romantic. Maybe kiss Delphine somewhere they would be clothed and standing up.
In response, Delphine pulls off her shirt, tossing it back behind onto her floor.
"Umm wow." Cosima cannot manage words. They haven't finished lunch and Delphine is already undressing.
"Is this OK?" Delphine stops. She hadn't bothered to wear a bra and her nipples pucker quickly in the cool room. Cosima stares back despite herself. Damn.
"Umm totally. Just let me finish lunch." Cosima laughs. She cannot deny the desire that's so easily stirred in both of them.
"You want to, right?" Delphine stops herself, fingers a few inches from Cosima's shoulder.
"Absolutely." Cosima assures her new lover. "Just need to eat first." Insatiable was not something she really expected Delphine to be. But it seemed to be going that way.
They finish lunch in half-giggles and intense looks. Delphine has begun pulling her to the bedroom before she's cleared the table.
"You're so eager." Cosima teases. But she's thrilled to kiss Delphine back, to let the française undress both of them.
"Sex with women is addictive." Delphine offers apologetically as she unfastens her pants.
"What do you want?" Cosima asks softly, slowing down their kisses.
"I want you inside me." Delphine tells her. Delphine is riding her hand in minutes, already aroused.
"Holy shit…" Cosima grits her teeth, pushing upwards as she braces her hand against her bare thigh.
"You always feel good." Delphine tells her, rocking her hips down. Trying to get her deeper.
"Good." Cosima grins, leaning in to kiss her again. She lets it just be sex, kissing and moaning as they build a delicious rhythm together.
Delphine's enthusiasm is contagious. She comes in record time, gushing her pleasure all over Cosima.
"So good." Cosima croons, kissing Delphine's chest. Maybe a shower and a walk would finish off the afternoon nicely. There was still plenty of time.
No sooner than has she disengaged her hand from Delphine's sex, than has Delphine begun to stroke her. She tries not to whine, and lets out a slow exhale instead.
"T'es trempée…" Delphine groans and stills, stroking her softly. "Tu glisses sous mes doigts."
"Why? What is it?" Cosima looks up to see Delphine biting her lip, fingers stilled against her needy flesh.
"Cosima, you get wet for me." Delphine explains, trying to be calm. "Nothing else has been like this."
Cosima smiles back. "Because I get wet?" She feels rather satisfied her arousal has this effect on Delphine. There's no disguising how pleased she is with this.
"Because I barely touch you and you're dripping wet. Because you want me. You want me inside of you." Delphine is breathless, delighted.
"I do. Yeah." Cosima smiles, increasingly enamoured. "Impossible not to when I am touching you."
"I want you… I want you all the time. I want to make love to you. Really make love to you." Delphine expresses herself, punctuating her words with the slide of her hands over Cosima's body.
Cosima pauses, somewhat concerned. What was Delphine on about now? "Don't we? Like, every day?"
Delphine continues. "I want you in my bed, I want you to lie back and let me have you. I want to do everything, and let you enjoy yourself."
"Trust me Delphine, I really enjoy myself." Cosima laughs. "Like a lot."
"I need more. I need to give you more. Give yourself to me." Delphine demands, pushing her back onto the bed.
"I have!" Cosima argues.
"Only I get to touch now. Tell me what you want and I will do it." Delphine enters gently, one finger at a time. She strokes insistently.
"Yesss!" Cosima hisses, pushing up her hips.
"Tu sens bonne." Delphine moans, moving in her again. "I love the smell of it. Of us together."
Cosima looks up at Delphine's face, still flushed and delighted. It makes her heart swell in her chest and she knows she's in way too deep to just be a fuck buddy. It has to be more. They have to talk. As soon as they're done.
"What's wrong?" Delphine notices her distraction. "Is something wrong?"
"No… I love the way you feel." Cosima assures her. Delphine was getting the hang of things quickly enough. She was certainly getting enough practice
"I've changed my mind. I am going to taste you." Delphine tells her softly, her fingers stilling without warning.
"Oh?" Cosima cannot stop the giggle that emerges from her mouth. "You want to?"
"I want to try." Delphine explains. "I haven't tried it, so there is zero way to know if I would find it enjoyable. Or… if it would please you enough, that would be enough for me."
"Try away." Cosima nods. Hopefully, hopefully this goes well. If not, they'll deal with that then.
Delphine's tongue flicks hesitantly against her. Cosima tries not to squirm, to resist the urge to push Delphine's face into her.
"Like this?" Delphine asks, moving her tongue against her again.
"It feels good." Cosima encourages her. "Is it OK for you?"
"It's… a little awkward." Delphine admits, before licking again less tentatively, moving into kiss her clearly aroused sex. She brushes her pubic hair out of the way with one hand and leans back down, intent on pleasuring Cosima.
Cosima whimpers, unable to help herself. The soft uncertain touch of Delphine's mouth is suddenly much more sensuous than she'd expected. "Do you like how I taste?" Cosima finds herself asking hopefully.
"Oui. You're...sweeter than I expected." Delphine breaks contact to respond. "It's… nice." Delphine blushes a little, looking down at her.
"Nice?!" Cosima laughs, but she keeps her tone playful. She doesn't want to push her again.
"Should I try sucking instead? Or does that hurt?" Delphine tilts her head. It mimics one of her own mannerisms which makes Cosima smile.
"Not yet… just explore. Taste. Touch… you don't have to give me an orgasm." Cosima offers. "Just...experiment. It's OK."
"But I want to!" Delphine claims, dropping her mouth between her legs again. She kisses, flicking her firmly. Circles her entrance and pushes her tongue inside.
Cosima cries out despite herself, the urge of wanting to be the perfect first for Delphine at odds with her need for more.
"You taste like sex." Delphine moans deeply at her, moving to her clit again. "I like it."
Delphine is thorough, and enthusiastic, Cosima notes as she's gently rocking her hips up. Trying to bring this to its increasingly inevitable conclusion before she cries out something she'll regret.
Delphine hums into her, kissing her again before finally sucking gently. She moans loudly, suspecting the neighbours probably already hate them for their noise pollution several times a day. She cannot resist watching, loving the image of Delphine's face between her legs, of Delphine's mouth on her.
"Use your tongue." Cosima begs finally. "More please. Please Delphine." She can have this, she can be satisfied with this. Amazing sex with a gorgeous, intelligent woman. Why is she fixated on more? Her heart can't just let it go. It's enough, amazingly enough.
She manages to stop moaning only just before climax, shuddering out her release under Delphine's sweet mouth.
"Holy shit." Cosima breathes, catching her breath. "Holy shit that just happened." Total fantasy fodder, Cosima is grinning absently when Delphine collapses onto her belly, hiding her face.
"It did. J'ai fait minette." Delphine responds, her breathing coming hard as well. Perhaps, perhaps her technique could use some work. At least in terms of breathing more.
"Delphine Cormier went down on me." Cosima teases again happily. If this was only going to be sex, she was definitely going to make the best of it. Maybe it would happen again. Maybe they'd 69 their way through quarantine and emerge only when the patios let them sit again.
Delphine remains collapsed on her belly, breathing heavily. Perhaps she's still stunned by it.
"Are you OK?" Cosima asks and she feels the nod in lieu of a response.
"Cosima?" Delphine asks finally.
"Yeah?" She's happily stroking Delphine's hair. Maybe it's finally time for the talk. Time to put it all out in the open and figure out just what they are to each other.
Delphine pushes herself up just enough to meet her eyes. "I think I might be a lesbian."