AN: *tour guide voice* if you look to the right we have me projecting my need for my 21st birthday so i can skip out on the line to the club. Seriously. I'm too old for all that pushing. Also for Beth being the one i'm most unsure about writing I sure did write her a lot *shrugs* Sorry about the wait, Hope you guys enjoy this one!
One hand plays with the end of her jacket while Delphine uses the other hand to check her phone. Again. Cosima said to come by her apartment around 9:30. Here it is 9:28, and Delphine is sitting in her car outside said apartment. She checks the address. Then double-checks it. The last thing she wants to do is embarrass herself by going to the wrong place. Biting her lip she works up the courage to exit the comfort of her car. With an exhale she forces herself to get out. Shutting the door quickly. Hands clutching her bag, she makes her way to the building. Repeating the room number in her head as she goes.
As she walks up the stairs she can't keep her worries at bay. I hope what I'm wearing is okay. I would not want to be over dressed…but what if I'm under dressed? Merde. I should have worn the sheer top. Or the blue one. I don't know. It's been so long since I've gone out anywhere. She reaches Cosima's door and freezes. I shouldn't have worn my hair up. What if I'm wrong? What if I'm supposed to be coming over tomorrow? She raises her hand to knock. Non. I'm being ridiculous. There's nothing to worry about. I hope. Before she can psych herself out any further Delphine gives the door a few solid knocks. There's a thud from inside before the door swings open. "Hey!" Cosima says brightly, one hand rubbing her knee. "Come in, come in. Sorry, I'll just be a second," she waves Delphine in.
"Oh…am I early?" Delphine ask giving the apartment a nervous look.
"No, no no. I'm late," Cosima replies. Shutting the door, then walking towards her (clothes covered) bed, she adds, "But I'm kind of always late. So, kind of always sorry." She gives Delphine a smile before grabbing a top to pull over her black tank top. Looking away from Cosima Delphine mulls the words over in her head. "I have heard something like this before, have I not?"
"Probs. You'll definitely be hearing it again," Cosima replies as she shimmies her way into a different skirt. "Scott calls it my catchphrase."
"Oh." As an attempt to keep her eyes away from the changing Cosima, Delphine casts her glance around the room. The place was pretty small, yet it didn't feel claustrophobic. There were books everywhere. On the bookshelf, on the desk, on the floor. As well as papers littered in and in between books. It was charming in a way. Walking over to the desk Delphine bends over to look into a medium sized fish tank. "Those are my Hymenochirus boettgeri, African Dwarf Frogs," Cosima practically jogs over. Pointing at each frog she adds, "This big one here is Darwin. This one here is Leela aaaand, hold on, oh there he is! This one here is Raphael." Cosima beams like she was a proud parent who just showed off their children. "I didn't know you have frogs."
"Yup. These are my little babies. Though Darwin isn't so little anymore. He thinks he runs the tank. Don't you, Sir Darwin? Oh but I need your opinion," she moves away from the desk then motions to herself, "Yay or nay to this outfit? Mainly the skirt though. Does it look okay?"
"Uuum…yeah. Yeah, you look great," Delphine attempts not to stutter.
"Thanks. Lemme just get my bag, then I'll be ready to go," Cosima replies with a grin. Watching her run back over to where the bed is Delphine was reminded how good Cosima's butt looked in skirts. She was also reminded how good it felt to have said body part pressed against her front. Biting her tongue to prevent an audible response Delphine focused her attention on some animal's mandible sitting atop one of the selves. Is that a real skeleton? Where did she get that? "Okay. Okay, sorry again, I'm ready," Cosima rushes pulling up the back of her left heel, "Felix's apartment isn't too far from here. But I was ordered by Alison to print out the directions for you, so here you go."
"Thank you."
"No problem. After you," Cosima says holding the door open for Delphine.
-FLC-
Cosima was right. Felix's apartment was close, resulting in a quick car ride. Delphine was thankful that it was less awkward than it could have been. She let Cosima pick the station resulting in some techno/hip hop music. The impending silence was also filled with Cosima ranting about her friends. She continually apologized in advanced for whatever they are going to say or even do during the night. Despite Delphine's reassurances. "Just wait. By the end of the night you'll be wondering why natural selection hasn't picked them off yet," Cosima says jokingly.
"They can't be that bad," Delphine laughs parking the car on the street across from the apartment.
"You'll see," Cosima asserts opening the car door. When she gets out she runs over to Delphine's door. Opening it with a toothy grin. Delphine quickly gets out the car, giving Cosima an amused, "Thank you." She followed after Cosima who began walking towards the apartment. Contrary to Cosima's statements in the car as they got closer to the building Cosima's footsteps began to quicken. Heels clopping as she rushed up the stairs. Trying to keep up with Cosima she sped up her pace as well. However unlike Cosima, she made sure to hold onto the railing. Delphine couldn't help but smile. It was obvious how much Cosima actually loved her friends.
Once at the door Cosima wasted no time pounding on it with both hands. After a few seconds the door goes swinging open. "Bloody hell! You better be on fire. Banging on my door like you're mad."
"Hey Felix," Cosima smiles. She grabs Delphine's hand. Tugging her inside. With a flick of his head Felix mumbles, "Yeah, sure, you can come in," before closing his door. Felix's apartment was bigger than Cosima's. Way more open. And if possible even more cluttered. "Ha! Tol' you! Hand it over Childs," Sarah cheers pointing at Delphine with her free hand.
"I gotta say Nerd. I didn't think you had it in you," Beth says taking a sip from her cup. She ignored Sarah's prodding finger on her shoulder. Cosima opens her mouth to retort but nothing comes out. "Yeah, Childs thought you were gunna be a pussy and back out on inviting Delphine ova. I, on the other hand, knew you have some balls."
"Thank you for your support," Cosima says sarcastically. She drags Delphine over to the table where all the drinks are laid out. There were multiple bottles of liquor, cans and bottles of beer, pop for mixing, and jello shots. "Pick your poison," Cosima grins grabbing the strawberry vodka and some shot glasses. Delphine eyes everything on the table. Eyes wide. There was just so much. "This is a lot, is it not?"
"We don't get to all party together very often. So when we can we gotta pull out all the stops. Here," Cosima slides an almost overflowing shot glass to Delphine. Delphine eyes it suspiciously. She picks up the clear glass with her fingers. Cosima's grin could probably split her mouth open as she grabbed her shot. "I gotta warn you, we're pretty hardcore. So you know if you can't keep up don't feel bad," she teases.
"I may surprise you," Delphine replies before throwing back her shot. Cosima is only stunned for a second before she knocks hers back too.
Half an hour later Delphine is a little more than pleasantly buzzed. Her head was feeling light and her insides were warm. Sipping on a beer she was watching as Sarah, Helena, Cosima, and Tony competed over who could eat the most jello shots. Sarah slammed her empty little container on the table. "What the fuck Meathead? Why are these so strong?" She coughed out.
"Sestra are you giving up? I have made stronger," Helena says as she scoops some jello up with her fingers.
"No I'm not givin up! I just wanna know why three in a row is burnin' my throat up."
"Maybe your tolerance isn't as good as you thought."
"Oi!"
"Keep talkin' ladies. I'm four shots ahead," Tony smirks. Cosima giggles as he fumbled with picking up his next shot. Beth walks by leaning on the table between Delphine and Cosima. "I'd join you lunatics but I'd actually like to enjoy myself when we get to the club."
"Oh, trust me. I'm going to enjoy myself," Tony says with a wolfish smile.
"And I'm going to ignore that. Hey, pass me one," she reaches out towards Helena. With reluctance Helena passes one of hers to Beth before grabbing another for herself. Beth skims the top of the green jello with her finger before nudging Delphine. "You joining in this?"
"No. Just watching."
"That's the way to do it," she squeezes the rest of the jello out of the little cup and into her mouth, "Shit. That's strong. Helena did you make this again?"
"See! It is strong Meathead!" Sarah shouts, louder than necessary.
"Yes. I did. They are good," Helena smirks opening her next one.
"I…am going to go check on Ali and Felix," Beth says. Cosima and Tony both burst into boisterous laughter about something. "Good luck with that," she whispers to Delphine with a smirk. Cosima comes bouncing over before grabbing Delphine's hand and tugging. "Delphine take a shot!"
"I'm good. I still have a beer," she smiles waving it in Cosima's eyesight. Cosima's eyes followed it for a second before she said, "That's not good enough! Come on! Just one?"
"You can't say no to me Frenchie," Tony says holding three shot glasses in his hands, "I already poured it. You gotta drink it or I'm giving it to Dreads."
"Mmmm…" Cosima hums. She only moves one hand from Delphine's as she takes her shot. With a grin, practically the same as Cosima's, Tony waves the shot glass in front of Delphine (dripping a bit of the liquid on his fingers). "No thanks," Delphine says trying to contain her grin. Both of them were like puppies. Tony only shrugs before knocking his shot back. "Hey. I thought you were giving it to me?" Cosima pouts.
"You didn't even drink that one."
"Oh." Looking down at her hand and seeing the drink was in fact still there she drinks it quickly. Smiling up at Delphine when she finishes it. Too cute, Delphine can't help but think. "Ooookay dipshits. As DD I say we get outta here now before all of you are too wasted to even get in the club."
"Too wasted to get in the club? Please," Felix snorts coming into the kitchen area.
"Do we want to relive the day I had to stop Art from arresting all of your asses for public intoxication?" An evil grin grows on Beth's face as everyone else's go blank. Sarah is the first to react saying, "It was Alison's fault!"
"Uh! Sarah! It was definitely not my fault. You-you-you were the one who was starting fist fights," Alison replies from the couch. She crosses her arms under her chest with a huff. "Excuse me! Who's the one that slapped Charity across the face?"
"I…she deserved it," Alison says with a turn of her head.
"Now that that's settled, let's go," Beth says moving to help Alison up from the couch.
"Yeah, time for the real party," Cosima cheers pulling on Delphine's hand that she was still holding onto.
-FLC-
The drive to the club was uncomfortable to say the least. Well, for the more sober ones of the group. With Beth driving and Alison in the passenger seat, that left six people squished in the back (that was meant for three). Between Sarah fussing about Helena's boney ass and yelling at Tony for making inappropriate comments about her brother on his lap, as well as Tony making said comments, you'd think Delphine would have been preoccupied. And yet. The wiggling body on her lap was all the distraction she needed. Sarah could have been the quietest of them all and Delphine would have known no different. As Cosima yapped away talking about anything that popped into her mind, she moved even more than she usually does. Creating a torturous friction, and a demanding pull in Delphine's body. When they finally piled out of the car Delphine took generous, sobering breaths of air. Itching for a cigarette. The itch was forgotten as Cosima took her hand. Pulling her along to follow the group to a club with a fairly long line. "Neolution?" Delphine questions as she reads the bright sign.
"Yeah, it's Club Neolution. You heard of it?" Cosima asks holding onto Delphine's arm.
"The club, no. The term, yes."
"Later when I'm significantly less intoxicated I wanna hear your opinions on it 'kay?"
"Sure."
"Sucks to be them," Sarah laughs as their group bypasses the main line.
"How did we ever survive being under?" Felix asks as they walk to the 21 & Over line.
"We snuck in," Cosima replies.
"Oh. Right."
"Like hell I'd be waitin' in that line! Look at it!" Sarah says throwing her arm at the monstrous line.
"Betcha most of 'em are little innocent freshies waiting to get into a real club for the first time," Tony smirks.
"Yeah, well they can all go back to their dorms an go to sleep," Sarah snorts. With a nod to the bouncer the group quickly gets into the pulsating club. Delphine assumes that they come here often. The bouncer didn't even check their ids. Though he gave Sarah a murderous glare. Her response was a middle finger as she walked Helena in. Stepping through the doors the music was practically deafening. Multicolored lights blinding. Sweaty bodies overwhelming. When was the last time Delphine was in a club? "Hey! Don't be nervous, I'll protect you," Cosima winks shouting over the music. For once it was Cosima's thumb that was doing the soothing. Rubbing over the back of Delphine's hand. With a nod and a smile she lets Cosima pull her over towards the bar. Sarah, Felix, and Helena already ordering more shots. "Sarah is not going to remember tonight is she?" Delphine asks slightly amused as Sarah gulps another shot. She is surprised that neither sister is puking their guts out. "Ah, She'll be fine," Cosima waves off. Leaning on the bar table she smiles at the bartender. "One Trashcan."
"Trashcan?" Delphine asks giving Cosima a skeptical look.
"Tastes better than the name implies, trust me," Cosima grins holding out her card.
Half a Trashcan later only Delphine, Sarah, and Beth were left holding down one of the few free tables. Tony and Cosima were dancing with, and on, each other, that was in no way making Delphine jealous. While Felix and Helena were coaxing Alison out onto the dance floor. "Soooo…you and Cos shagged yet?"
"What?" Delphine squeaks whipping her head towards Sarah.
"What the wanna be Brit wants to know is if you and the Nerd fucked," Beth chimes in taking a sip from her cup of water. Delphine turns red, stuttering pieces of words. The answer was simple however her brain seemed to short circuit at the idea. She is thankfully stopped from embarrassing herself further when Sarah shouts, "Ey! I ain't a wanna be!"
"You've lived in Canada since you were 12 years old. How the fuck do you still have a British accent."
"Don't ask me. It's pro'ally cause of Mrs. S. Why don't ya ask Felix why he still got his bloody accent."
"I think you're faking it."
"Oh yeah, yeah. I've been fakin' it since I first metcha," Sarah rolls her eyes.
"You're just asshole enough to do it," Beth replies covering up her growing grin.
"Piss off. I thought we were talkin' bout Cosima finally gettin' some," Sarah says ending with a smirk of her own as she brings her drink to her mouth. Delphine's face re-reddens. She takes a gulp from Cosima's nearly empty Trashcan. "At least tell us if Cosima's made some moves. I mean the tension rolls off you two in waves," Beth says.
"Wouldn't be surprised if you two cause frustration by proximity," Sarah adds. Delphine can only open and close her mouth as she tries to come up with a response. Were they really this obvious? Was she that obvious? Sure Cosima was hot. And she's been feeling more than just friendly things for the dreaded woman. But sex? Her and Cosima having sex? "Um…well…I—"
"Delphine! You've been standing around all night! Look even Alison is dancing," Cosima points to Alison who is in fact smiling as she dances with Felix, "Come on," Cosima takes her drink from Delphine's hands and chugs it. Then grabs both of her hands and pulls her to the dance floor. "Have fun," Beth teases. Sarah laughs as she makes a comment Delphine can no longer hear. Delphine can't really say she's upset to be pulled away. "So what embarrassing things did they say to you? You looked like you needed saving," Cosima grins.
"Oh um…it was nothing," Delphine says watching all the moving bodies around her.
"You sure?" Cosima replies. She stops walking and drops Delphine's hands. Delphine gives her head a nod. Cosima eyes her for a second before leaning up to her ear, "Well whatever they said remember we have power to deny them their next drink when we're at work. Or we can, like, spit in Sarah's," Cosima grins, "But whatever, dance!" With that Cosima twists and lets the music flow through her. Her arms weave through the air. Bending and twirling. Her hips circle around. Head moving from side to side. Delphine has watched Cosima dance in the shop many times. Watching her now, it was different. In the dark, heated club, filled with other dancing bodies, watching Cosima dance became something different. Delphine takes a step forward. Capturing one of Cosima's moving hands. Cosima's tongue pokes out between her teeth. "Mmm now she wants to dance," she says as Delphine spins her around. Delphine just rolls her eyes. Music finally seeping into her pores. Maintaining her hold on Cosima's hand both Cosima and Delphine begin to move around each other. Hips brushing as they turn. Delphine dances around Cosima. Her own hips rolling through the sticky air.
Smoke fills the club as a fog machine is turned on. The song changes. Beat thumping through their bodies. Cosima gives Delphine a pointed look before turning so that her back was to Delphine's front. She wraps Delphine's arm around her. Free hand going up to graze Delphine's neck. She then grinds her way down Delphine's body. Slowly. Deliberately. The arm in Cosima's tenses as Cosima rolls her way back up. Cosima turns her head and hums into Delphine's neck as hands grab her waist. Pulling Cosima's hips into hers Delphine mutters, "You're killing me."
"Mmmm, am I?" Cosima smirks. She flips around in Delphine's arms before pushing her back. Not bothering to avoid other bodies as Delphine's shoulder hits someone else. Delphine couldn't feel any of it. Eyes glued to Cosima's dark irises. Body zeroing in on where Cosima's hands lay. It was a wonder how Delphine managed to walk backwards without tripping over something or somebody. When her body hit the cool wall Delphine couldn't contain her gasp. Smaller body practically laid atop of hers. They stood there. Shaky breathes moving from one body to the other. Cosima closed her eyes. Burying her head into Delphine's shoulder she inhales. Sweat, smoke, and Delphine fill her nostrils. "Don't move," Cosima says in Delphine's ear. When she pulls away Delphine recognizes the mischievous look as one that means she's in trouble. Dark eyes ensnaring dark eyes, Cosima proceeds to begin her grinding motions anew. This time her hands trail from Delphine's front to her sides as she slides lower. "Baise moi," Delphine breathes out. Head knocking back on the wall as fingers tease her waist, only tips of said fingers touching bare skin. Hands slide around to grab Delphine's ass. Cosima makes her way back up the shuddering body. Face returning to the space in Delphine's neck that was quickly becoming her favorite spot. "Shit. I can't believe what I want to do to you right now," Cosima whispers. Delphine may or may not have the cognitive abilities to pick up the said words. Pulling Delphine closer Cosima says louder, "I am arguably very not sober. Sarah is probably watching us like a hawk right now. And I really really, really don't want to ruin us more than I already have but," Cosima looks up into Delphine's lidded eyes, "I…I really want to kiss you right now. Like I'm totes going to combust into fiery Cosima particulates. But, I mean I—"
"Cosima," Delphine slips her fingers onto Cosima's face. Pulling the smaller girl up slowly she breathes, "I want you to." Cosima's next breath is stuttered. Needing no further encouragement she is up on her toes. Following Delphine's pull. Their lips collide together. Warm and soft. But hard. Cosima's hand snakes it's way around Delphine's neck. Pulling at the ends of her hair. Hands move from neck to waist as Delphine switches their positions. Teeth nipping and pulling at Cosima's gasp-parted lips. Delphine's body pushes down on Cosima's. Lips sucking Cosima's bottom lip in a silent plea for entrance. Or not so silent when she can't conceal her moan. The "shit" that makes it to Cosima's tongue is erased when Delphine's tongue glides atop Cosima's before grazing the roof of her mouth. Cosima may have blacked out for a quick second. Shifting her weight Delphine pulls Cosima's body up and closer to hers. She never wanted time to remain an illusion to her senses as much as she wanted it to at this moment. If she could capture this moment she would. She'd memorize Cosima's taste. Memorize the feel of an equally shuddering body beneath hers. The feel of being completely wrapped around Cosima. She'd even capture the haze of noise that surrounds them. Though the only noises she hears are the sound of Cosima's stuttered breaths, the clicks of their teeth, and the moans coming from Cosima's throat. Reluctantly she pulls away from addicting lips. Sucking in breaths of thick air practically from Cosima's parted mouth. Leaning her head down on Cosima's Delphine can only hum with content. Keeping the moment for as long as she can. The words, "Holy shit," break the spell.