Cosima wakes with a yawn, her head still resting in the same position as when she fell asleep. She opens her eyes to find another pair of eyes looking down into hers. She places a kiss on Delphine's collarbone, "Good morning."
"Good morning," Delphine replies with a smile. "Did you sleep okay?"
"Mmmhmm," Cosima nods, the side of her face rubbing against the smooth skin it's resting against, "I slept so much more than okay. How about you?"
"Trés bien," Delphine wraps her arms around Cosima and kisses her forehead.
"I could stay like this all day," Cosima remarks.
"Yes, well, we practically have, it's nearly 1 in the afternoon."
Cosima lifts her head up, "No way?"
"We didn't fall asleep until close to 5 this morning."
"Wow, was it that late? Time flies when you're having fun," Cosima giggles.
"Oui," Delphine laughs, "I haven't had that much fun ever."
"For real?"
"Pour de vrai," Delphine confirms.
"Me either," Cosima stretches to reach Delphine's lips, Delphine helping by moving hers closer to the approaching ones.
They kiss slowly for a few minutes before breaking apart.
Cosima rests her chin on Delphine's chest, "Skiing keeps moving further and further down the list."
"What list?"
"Of my favorite activities to do with you."
"Where does it place now?"
"Third, behind kissing."
"And what's in first?"
"If you have to ask, then I didn't do it right."
"Oh, I think you did it right," Delphine grins.
"Now I know the real reason you dropped the whole kiss credit thing?"
"And why is that, près tell?"
"There was no possible way I was going to rack up enough credits for what we did last night. We'd be lucky if I earned enough for one kiss at midnight, but how many would I have had to amass for everything else?"
Delphine stares at her, contemplating, "You're right, that would have been tragic."
"Totally tragic," Cosima agrees. "Oh no!"
"What?"
"This wasn't another one of your traps, was it? We have an amazing night of mind-blowing sex just so you can hold it over me by making me earn sex credits out on the slopes?"
"You got me," Delphine shrugs.
"Shit! Well then I hope you're okay with this never happening again."
"On second thought," Delphine decides, "that's not a deal I'm willing to make."
"Thank you, snow gods!" Cosima praises.
"I would never do that to us, only getting one or two kisses a night was bad enough, after last night, there's no way I'd risk it. Not that I don't think you're perfectly capable of skiing well, but I wouldn't want to put that kind of pressure on you."
"I appreciate your selflessness."
"Oh, I'm not being selfless, I definitely have selfish intentions here," Delphine grins as she runs her hand down Cosima's back.
"That reminds me, don't you have to call your mother?"
"Excuse me?"
"To tell her we had sex."
"No," Delphine pinches Cosima's butt, "but I am going to call your mother and tell her what a little brat she raised."
"Nice! Put me on so I can tell her about that cute birthmark just above your right hip."
"Oh, really?" Delphine rolls on top of Cosima so she's straddling her lap and proceeds to tickle her.
"Stop, stop," Cosima cries out through her laughter, "I'll be good."
Delphine ceases her attack, leans down, and kisses Cosima, "You better be."
Delphine sits back up and Cosima grips her hips, running her thumb over the aforementioned birthmark. "Oh, I will be so, so good," Cosima assures as she surges forward, attaching her lips to Delphine's torso, the tip of her tongue peeking out to encircle the birthmark. She then kisses her way across her belly, up her chest, to her left shoulder. "And this one, here, this is a close second to the one on your hip as my favorite of your hidden birthmarks. Oh, and the ones on your back and your are really hot, too. All of them together are like a treasure map."
"And what treasure are they leading to?"
Cosima gets a mischievous glint in her eye and sits up, reversing their positions so she's straddling Delphine. "Well, let me start at the top," she kisses Delphine's nose, "and work my way around and down."
—
"That was a hell of a workout," Cosima pants a while later as she crawls back up Delphine's body, "but I found your hidden treasure."
"I'm pretty sure you found that plenty of times last night, as well," Delphine reminds as Cosima reaches her lips. "It's not that well hidden, apparently."
"I disagree, I think it's very well hidden and requires just the right amount of coaxing out of hiding."
"Then I guess it's a good thing you're so skilled at treasure hunting."
"Can't we just do this from now on and skip the skiing? It's much more enjoyable exercise."
"No, we're still going to ski. This will have to be supplemental exercise."
"Fine, fine," Cosima concedes. "Hey, now that I slept with the instructor, am I gonna be teacher's pet, are you gonna treat me better than the other kids, give me a passing grade?"
"Cosima, ski instruction isn't graded. And no, I will not be treating you any differently on the slopes."
"You mean you're not gonna picture me naked every time you see me in my snow clothes?"
"Cosima, I am a professional, I take my job very seriously. You will get no special treatment from me or catch me looking at you differently with the other students present."
"Really? Cause I'm totally going to be picturing you naked. I'll use it as part of my visualization process."
"How will that help with your skiing?"
"It won't, it'll just make for a much more pleasant visual as I fall face first in the snow."
"You're ridiculous. Get up, let's go eat, I'm famished. They have an amazing New Year's Day brunch buffet downstairs until 3. If we hurry, we can still make it."
"Do they have French toast?"
"Yes, but here we call it pain perdu."
"Waffles?"
"Only the most delicious gaufres you'll ever taste."
"Pancakes?"
"Nearly two dozen varieties of crepes."
"I'm in!" Cosima hops out of bed, "Ow my ow!"
"What's wrong?" Delphine asks worriedly.
"I'm a little stiff. I think you overextended my V."
"Tais-toi," Delphine dismisses Cosima's complaint with a slap to her butt. "Go take a hot shower."
Cosima pads into the bathroom and turns on the water. Two minutes later, as steam fills the small space, Cosima calls out, "Delphine?"
"Yes?"
"I have really short arms."
"So?"
"You have really long arms."
"And?"
"Do you think maybe you can come give me a hand with some of my hard to reach places?"
Less than a minute later, those long arms are wrapped around Cosima's torso with loofah firmly in hand. Delphine leans into her ear, "Where do you need me?"
Cosima covers Delphine's loofah-holding right hand with her own and slowly drags it down her body before coming to a stop.
"Cosima, I don't think that's very hard to reach."
"But you handle that spot so much better than I do."
Delphine bites down on Cosima's ear playfully before dropping the loofah and letting her fingers continue their helpful exploration unaided.
—
As they peruse the buffet offerings, Delphine fills her plate a respectable amount, while Cosima piles it on.
"Do you need some help?"
"No, I got this," Cosima assures her as she attempts to balance her plate as they walk through the dining room.
"You could have just make a second trip."
"I still might. Whoa," Cosima's waffle wobbles, but she's able to steady her plate just as they reach an empty table. "That was close."
Delphine shakes her head and laughs as they sit down and start eating.
"Cosima," Scott shouts when he sees his friend sitting in the dining room. He runs over to their table, "Thank goodness you're okay, I was worried when you didn't come back to the room last night."
"Dude, chill, you knew I was with Delphine."
"Yeah, but you didn't say you'd be out all night. You left your phone behind and I didn't have Delphine's phone number—"
"Relax, Mom, I'm fine." She looks at Delphine and smiles, "I'm really, really fine."
"I see that now."
"Sorry we worried you," Delphine apologizes.
"That's okay, I'm just glad you're both alright."
"We are," Delphine assures. "Did you have a good time last night?"
"It was awesome," he nods. "The food was great, there was a really cool DJ, and we had a perfect view of the fireworks. Thanks for that tip, by the way."
"You're welcome."
"I'm assuming you two had a nice night."
"Eh, it was alright, I guess," Cosima responds nonchalantly, getting a kick in the shin from Delphine. "Ow!"
"What she means is, we had a lovely night. And I think it's very sweet you were concerned about Cosima, but you won't have to worry about waiting up for her the rest of the week."
"I won't?" "He won't?" Scott and Cosima ask in unison.
Delphine shakes her head, "Cosima will be staying with me."
Cosima looks at Delphine with shock.
"Okay, then," Scott responds with a cheesy grin. "Well, I'll just leave you two to enjoy your food… and each other." Scott gives Cosima two thumbs up before leaving the dining room.
She rolls her eyes at his display before looking back at Delphine, "What did you mean by that?"
"By what?"
"That I'd be staying with you?"
"Wasn't it obvious?"
"If it means what I think it means. Do you want me to move in?"
"Yes, well, I didn't think it would be a hardship, but if you don't want—"
"No, I want," Cosima assures. "Believe me, there's nothing I want more. Last night was amazing, and this morning was amazing, but I guess I'm just surprised you want me to back up the U-Haul so quickly."
"U-Haul?" Delphine asks curiously.
"It's a stupid joke we have back home. I just don't want you to feel smothered by me."
"Cosima," Delphine covers the hand resting on the table, "you're leaving France in a week, I want to spend as much time with you as possible before then. And it's not just about the sex, although that was incredible, but just being with you; listening to your cute little puffs of breath as you sleep, watching the way your eyebrows crinkle when you're dreaming, hearing you yawn when you first wake up. I want to store all of that up here," she points to her head, "and in here," she pats her heart.
Cosima gazes at Delphine, wordless.
"Wow, you're stunned silent, that's a first," Delphine jokes.
"Sorry, it's just… did you get any sleep or did you just stare at me all night?"
"Shut up," Delphine balls up her napkin and tosses it at Cosima. "You seem to have memorized every mark on my body."
"Hey, I appreciate works of art when I see them and your body is a masterpiece."
"Stop," Delphine blushes.
"For real, though," Cosima turns her hand and grasps Delphine's tightly, "I want all of that, too. I want every single piece of you seared into my memory so that when I'm back in my lonely, little apartment in Minnesota, and the temperature is below freezing, thoughts of you will keep me warm; of the way your dimples get deeper the bigger you smile, the way that one curl sticks to your forehead when you sweat, the way you say my name… the way you scream my name."
"Cosima!" Delphine smacks her hand.
"Yeah, kinda like that, but a lot louder." Delphine gives her a pointed look. "I'm kidding. Kind of. But seriously, Delphine, I could just look into your eyes 24/7 and be totally content. Your eyes, they're so expressive, it's like they're telling me everything you're feeling without you even having to say a word. When you're happy, when you're annoyed, when you're teasing me, when you're aroused, it's all there, reflected back at me."
"And what are they telling you now?"
Cosima stares deeply into Delphine's eyes, "That you really want a bite of my crepe."
"That is correct," Delphine smiles as she sticks her fork in Cosima's strawberry crepe and takes a piece for herself.
"Hey, if you get a bite of my crepe, then I want a taste of yours."
"But I'm not eating crepes."
"I know," Cosima wiggles her eyebrows.
"You're so dumb," Delphine laughs. "Just finish what's on your plate."
"And after I finish?"
"I think you had your fill this morning."
"Ugh, alright, I'll try to be patient. I mean, I'm assuming you don't want me to move in just to watch me sleep."
"No, there will be plenty of extracurricular activities."
"Yes!" Cosima raises her arms in victory.
"You're insatiable," Delphine laughs. "Come on, finish up," she collects some crepe on her fork and directs it towards Cosima's mouth, "the quicker we finish here, the sooner we can move you in."
Cosima takes the bite, then swiftly shovels the rest of her meal in her mouth.
—
"Hey, guys," Cosima announces as they walk into the suite, "Delphine and I are here to grab my stuff. I'm moving out."
The boys exit their respective bedrooms and enter the living room.
"Hello, nice to see you again," Delphine waves.
"Hi," Kenny and Eugene reply in unison as they wave back.
"Well, boys, I know you'll be sad to see me go, but there's just some things that I can get in Delphine's room that I'm just not getting here."
"We heard," Kenny chuckles, while Eugene stares with his mouth ajar.
"Geez, thanks for keeping your mouth shut, Scott," Cosima glares in his direction.
"Sorry," he shrugs.
"Anyway," Cosima continues, "her room is much more fragrant and a hell of a lot neater than this place."
"But you're the messiest of all of us."
"Haha, very funny, Kenny," Cosima laughs off his comment while mouthing shut up in his direction.
"Well, Scotty boy," she puts her arm around his shoulder, "at least me leaving means I'll no longer contemplate putting a pillow over your face when I can't sleep from all your snoring."
"How do you know I don't snore? You fell asleep first," Delphine reminds.
"Even if you do, there's no way it's as heinous as what comes out of this guy. Besides, you have a certain way of tiring me out," Cosima winks.
"We'll miss you, Cosima," Scott remarks, "but you're going to a far better place."
"Yes," Cosima nods as she looks towards Delphine, "it's quite heavenly there."
"I bet," Eugene gapes.
"I'm gonna go pack up my stuff," Cosima walks into her room.
"I'll help," Delphine offers, following behind her.
"No, that's okay," Cosima insists, but it's too late, Delphine is already in the room.
"It wasn't a joke," Delphine says as she observes the clothing strewn all around the room.
"How'd this happen?" Cosima tries to cover. "Scott, were you rummaging through my clothes again? I told you that top won't fit you."
"Cosima!" Delphine reprimands.
"Okay, okay," Cosima bows her head in shame, "I'm a bit disorganized."
"Just a bit," Delphine giggles. "Come on, let's get this all into your luggage."
Delphine tackles the closet, while Cosima picks up the clothes off the floor and empties the drawers, then she gets all her stuff out of the bathroom, and grabs her phone off the bedside table. Once everything is packed up, Cosima throws herself down on the bed, exhausted. "I swear I won't destroy your room."
"You better not, or you'll be shipped right back up here," Delphine teases as she lays down beside her.
Cosima glances over at Delphine and reaches for her hand, "Hey, since I have you in my bed, wanna make out?"
"Cosima," Delphine gasps, "your friends are right outside."
"Oh, yeah, you're right. Guys," Cosima yells, "don't come in here." She turns back towards Delphine, "Better?"
Delphine rolls her eyes as she leans into Cosima and indulges her in a sensual kiss.
"Come," Delphine squeezes her side, "let's get your bags down to your new room."
"Okay," Cosima agree as she steals one last kiss.
The guys are sitting on the couch giggling when the girls walk out.
Cosima shakes her head at their display, "Do you three ever act like adults?"
"What? We're watching a funny show," Kenny responds innocently.
"That's the freaking news, dimwit," Cosima swats his head.
"Did you get any skiing in this morning?"
"No," Scott answers, "we were too wiped from last night, decided to just chill today."
"But we are going to C'est La Vie later tonight," Kenny adds.
"Wanna come?" Eugene asks.
"Yeah, you two should totally join us," Scott says eagerly. "You'll make us look good."
"I don't know, Delphine and I are pretty busy tonight."
"We are?"
"Yeah, we were gonna do that thing you mentioned."
Delphine looks at her with confusion, "What thing?"
"The thing that didn't include going dancing with the three amigos."
"Oh stop, I think it would be fun." She turns to the guys, "We'd be happy to join you tonight."
"Great!" Scott exclaims.
"Yeah, great," Cosima groans.
"Let's meet in the lobby at 10," Delphine suggests.
"Perfect!" Scott exclaims. "See you then."
"Why'd you agree to go with them?" Cosima complains as they leave the suite and walk down the hall.
"Don't be so grumpy, they're sweet and really wanted us to join them. Besides, I've been patiently waiting to see you dance."
"You saw me dance," Cosima reminds as they get on the elevator.
"Car dancing doesn't count, I didn't even get to touch you then."
"Oh, you want to touch me?" Cosima smirks.
"Hush, I mean dance with you."
"Alright, just so you can touch me, I mean dance with me, we can go to the club. But you have to do something for me now."
"What's that?" Delphine asks as they get off the elevator on the 3rd floor.
"Take a nice, long nap with me in your bed."
"Our bed," Delphine reminds as they reach her room.
"Our bed," Cosima repeats. "What do you say?
"I say… a nap with you sounds wonderful."
"Woohoo," Cosima celebrates as she drops her bag, kicks off her shoes, and jumps on the bed before getting under the covers and pulling back a corner for Delphine.
Delphine removes her shoes and gets into bed next to Cosima, who pulls the cover back over them and cuddles into her side. Delphine wraps her arms around Cosima and settles her head just above Cosima's on the pillow that they're apparently sharing for this nap.
"I already adore living with you."
"Scott didn't snuggle you like this?"
"Oh, no, he did, it just wasn't as enjoyable."
"I'm glad I'm a better snuggler."
"So much better."
They lay in silence for a while, until a sudden, loud noise interrupts their bliss. Cosima opens her eyes and looks up at a sleeping Delphine, who is snoring like a jackhammer.
"Oh no," Cosima groans, causing Delphine to start giggling uncontrollably, unable to keep up her ruse. "You suck, you know that?"
"Maybe, but at least I don't snore."
"I guess I'll take a girlfriend who sucks over one who snores."
They both start laughing at that ridiculous statement and Delphine kisses Cosima head, "Okay, now let's really take a nap."
"I was trying to, Mademoiselle Snormier."
"Excusez-moi," Delphine pinches her side before hooking her arm around her back and pulling her close as they settle in for their snooze.
—
"Ma chérie," Delphine coos as she places little kisses over Cosima's face, trying to rouse her from her slumber.
Cosima stirs, opening her eyes, just as Delphine's lips are on her cheek.
"Time to get up."
Cosima smiles, "I think I can get used to being woken up with kisses."
"Good," Delphine places one on her lips. "Come on, I ordered us room service."
Cosima sits up and looks over at the table, "When did that come?"
"A few minutes ago. I texted in our order."
"And the room service person saw me sleeping?"
"Yeah, I'm sure you're not the first. He didn't exactly linger taking pictures of you. Though I'm sure he was jealous I had such a beautiful girl in my bed."
"More like jealous I was in the hot ski instructor's bed." Cosima gets up and walks over to the table, "Whatcha get?"
Delphine pulls off the plate covers, "Lobster ravioli."
"Ooh, yum, good choice."
After they eat, Delphine helps Cosima hang up some of her clothing in the closet, then she clears out a few drawers for Cosima to fill.
"What do you think of this for tonight?" Cosima holds up a sleeveless tie dye printed maxi dress in front of herself.
"I like it," Delphine approves.
Cosima changes in the bathroom and when she comes out Delphine is wearing black skinny jeans with a black crochet tank top. "You look great," Cosima admires from behind. Delphine spins around to face her. "Yup, super hot."
They finish their hair and makeup, put on their shoes and head down to the lobby where the guys are already waiting.
"You all look very handsome this evening," Delphine proclaims of the boys in their button down shirts and slacks.
"So do you," Kenny replies, "um, look pretty, I mean."
"Yeah," Eugene agrees with a nod, "so pretty."
"Merci," she grins.
They all put on their coats and head outside, walking down to the club. Once inside, they grab a table near the bar and Cosima and Scott go get the first round of drinks.
"So," Scott says, knocking his hip into hers, "last night must have been crazy good if Delphine already asked you to move in with her."
"Dude," she looks at Delphine then back at Scott, "you have no idea. I'm not gonna get into too much detail, but I have never connected with anyone like I do with her. She's so tender and giving, but also really playful and adventurous. She makes me feel so desired, like as much as I want her, I feel like she wants me, too. I've been so reluctant to make any moves first for fear of, like, freaking her out that I was moving too fast, but she's taken the lead every single time. And last night, she made the biggest move yet. And the more into I got, she just fed off it and returned the passion tenfold." Cosima stops and punches Scott in the arm playfully, "Don't look at me like that."
"Like what?"
"Like that," she points to his face, "that stupid grin."
"I'm just happy you're so happy."
"Yeah, yeah, just don't repeat anything I said or I'll pour lye all over all your lab specimens."
"I won't," he hold up three fingers, "scout's honor."
Cosima and Scott return to the table and pass out the drinks, "I hope these two didn't bore you to death."
"Not at all, they were telling me about Rune Wars. It sounds like an interesting game."
"Ah, yes, so interesting."
"Cosima acts indifferent, but she kicks our asses every time she joins us on Rune Wars nights."
"Yeah," Kenny agrees, "we didn't even know she was paying attention one time and she came over and schooled us. Total pillage."
"You're a shark," Delphine observes.
Cosima shrugs innocently. "So, fellas, you gonna try to pick up girls tonight?"
"No, how would we even," Scott looks around, "these girls are so out of our league."
"Oh please, you just need a little confidence and good opening line. Find a girl you like and turn on the charm."
"Does that work for you?" Kenny asks.
"Yes, does it?" Delphine wonders.
"Well, the last girl I tried to charm ended up moving me into her hotel room less than a week after we started dating, so you tell me."
"Ah, yes, and what was that superb opening line you used on me, 'I'm here, I'm here'?"
"Hey, I didn't know then that I was gonna try to win you over, I was just late for class. But, considering you remember that, and we're together now, I guess it worked."
"Touché."
"Alright," Cosima claps her hands together, "look around, guys, see anyone you like?"
"She's cute," Kenny points to a girl at the bar.
"Yeah, go for it, man," Cosima encourages with a pat on the back.
"I don't know, what would I even say? Do you have any good pickup lines?"
"As a matter of fact." Cosima turns and looks straight at Delphine, "If I were an enzyme, I'd be DNA helicase so I could unzip your genes."
"Wow," Delphine gapes, "if you had opened with that line, I would have taken you straight to bed and skipped the ski lesson."
"W-wait, are you serious?"
"Yes, she is, Kenny. Now go," Cosima waves him off, "give it a try."
"No," Delphine warns, "you don't need to use a line like that. Just be nice and introduce yourself, then compliment her, ask her about herself, and be a gentleman."
"You're no fun," Cosima complains. "Fine, try that boring approach if you want."
"Yeah, Kenny, you got this," Scott supports as Kenny gets up and slowly walks over to the bar.
"You shoulda let him use that line, Delphine, you know you love it."
"As a scientist, yes, as a woman, non. If you said that to me, there would be no jeans unzipped."
"Okay, okay, I think I know a pick-up line that would totally work on you."
"I doubt it, but go on."
Cosima slinks up to Delphine seductively, "Are you a campfire? Because you're hot and I want s'more."
Delphine giggles, "Did you just make that up?"
"No, but it's a good one, right? How badly do you want me right now?"
"Honestly, it makes me want s'mores, but I guess I'll settle for you."
"Settle? Ouch! You wound me, Cormier!"
"I'm sorry, you just don't have that same crunch." She wraps her arms around a pouty Cosima, "But you're just as sweet." Delphine coaxes a pucker from that pout as she leans in and kisses Cosima.
"Look, they're talking," Eugene points towards the bar and everyone turns and watches.
"We shouldn't stare," Delphine insists.
"You're right, you're right," Cosima agrees.
They all keep staring.
"So? How'd it go," Scott asks when Kenny returns.
"Well, her name's Avy," Kenny starts.
"You got her name!" Eugene celebrates awkwardly.
"She loves to travel," he continues, "this is her first time in the French Alps and she's here on holiday for a week."
"Wow, man, you got a lot of info," Scott grins. "What else?"
Kenny holds up a napkin with a phone number written on it.
"You got her digits!" Eugene raises his hand for a high five, but drops it as Kenny holds out the napkin towards Delphine.
"She said if you're not serious about Miss Dreadlocks to give her a call."
"Miss Dreadlocks? Hey," Cosima grabs the napkin, "you're damn right she's serious about me, we live together," Cosima shouts, staring Avy down across the room while making a show of tearing up the napkin.
"Okay," Delphine takes the torn up napkin from her hand and places it on a table, "you proved your point. Now come dance with me," Delphine takes Cosima's hand and guides her through the crowd while the guys console Kenny with more drinks.
"You wouldn't go for that girl, would you?" Cosima asks as they sway to a slow song.
"Well," Delphine glances in Avy's direction, "she's small and wears glasses, so she is pretty much exactly my type."
Cosima looks up at Delphine with a sour look, "Seriously?"
"I'm kidding, I only have eyes for you," she gives Cosima a little nose boop.
"Yeah?" Cosima smiles.
"Oui," Delphine nods. "Eyes, lips, hands," she lists off as she pulls Cosima close and kisses her.
"Mmm," Cosima hums gleefully into the kiss.
Delphine breaks the kiss when the music changes and Diamond Heart by Active Child begins to play, "Now it's time for you to show off those moves of yours."
"I will if you will."
"Deal," Delphine agrees as she grabs Cosima's hands and spins her to the center of the dance floor.
Cosima weaves her arms through the air as she gyrates her hips and twirls around, while Delphine keeps her arms bent closer to chest level, moving them and her hips in sync, her curls flowing and bouncing with every quick twist of her body. As they dance around one another, they each take a moment to admire the other's moves. They turn towards each other at the same time in the song, making eye contact as Delphine shimmies her shoulders in Cosima's direction. Something in Cosima melts at the sight of Delphine running a hand through her own hair, swooping a large section of blonde curls over to the other side of her head, effortlessly looking even hotter than before. Cosima slides up next to her, grabs her hands, and spins herself into Delphine's body, her backside landing firmly against Delphine's frontside as she wraps Delphine's long arms around herself. Delphine smiles at the abrupt dancing detour and kisses the side of Cosima's face while their hips glide effortlessly together. As they twist in the direction of the bar, Cosima notices Avy's eyes glued to them and gives her a little wave as Delphine laughs and grabs her hand back down. "Stop that," she chastises as she swirls them swiftly in another direction.
Cosima wraps her right arm around the back of Delphine's neck and leans further into her, while she entwines the fingers on her left hand with Delphine's right hand strewn across her stomach. She closes her eyes as they move together like one entity, with Delphine running her lips softly over her elongated, exposed neck.
"I've got a diamond heart that you can't break," Delphine sings softly along to the music. "No matter how hard you chip away. Save your strength and I'll be fine. Whoa whoa—"
Cosima swallows the rest of the chorus as her lips find Delphine's.
"They're at it again," Kenny announces to the guys as they watch Cosima and Delphine on the dance floor. "Why couldn't we have been girls?"
Scott laughs, "We're just not that lucky. Come on, we can still have fun."
The boys get out on the dance floor as the music changes and they bop around in their own, unique way.
"Yeah," Cosima cheers them on, "shake your moneymaker."
Delphine loosens her grip on Cosima, spins her out, and dances them over to join the guys.
—
"Hey, Delphine, cover your eyes."
"Why?"
"Because I picked out something really hot to wear to bed tonight and I want to see the look on your face when you see me in it. I'm pretty sure you won't be able to contain yourself."
"It's that sexy, is it?"
"Oh yeah."
Delphine covers her eyes, "Okay, I'm not looking, you can come out now."
Cosima saunters out of the bathroom and stands at the foot of the bed, "Alright, you can open your eyes."
Delphine slowly uncovers her eyes and laughs as she gets a good look at Cosima, who is wearing the I heart Skiing t-shirt and nothing else.
"You're laughing, does that mean you don't find me super attractive right now?"
"Au contraire, I find you incredibly attractive. Come here and let me show you just how much." Delphine pulls back the blanket covering her, which, Cosima quickly notices, was the only thing covering her.
"Oh, yeah, wow," Cosima mutters before crawling on the bed and straddling Delphine's lap. "I like your bedtime attire."
"That shirt looks way better on you than me," Delphine admires as she looks up at Cosima.
"Do you have this t-shirt?"
"I did, until I gave it to this quirky girl I was crushing on for Christmas."
"This used to be yours?" Delphine nods. "No wonder it covers my butt. You totally regifted."
"Regifted?"
"Yeah, like when you get a gift you don't like so you give it to someone else as if you picked it out for them all along."
"That shirt wasn't given to me as a gift, I bought it for myself. It was one of my favorites."
"You literally gave me the shirt off your back."
"So to speak."
"Good thing I totally shop at second-hand stores or else I might find that a little odd."
"I thought it was romantic. I mean, I did invite you last minute and I wanted to give you a Christmas present, so when I came back here after work and started packing, I found that shirt and it just felt perfect. I was giving something special of mine to someone that I was having very strong feelings for."
"Aww, babe, you're so cute."
"I also thought the irony was pretty funny."
"It was," Cosima agrees with a giggle.
"And you do look really adorable in it. But now," Delphine reaches for the hem of the shirt, "I'd prefer it if we were in matching outfits." She pulls the shirt over Cosima's head and tosses it on the floor.
"I like the way you think," Cosima grins as strong hands cup her cheeks and guide her head down towards very eager lips.
