AN: although I feel it's mostly T forewarning that this chapter gets kinda M...yeah...sorry for the wait and hope you guys like it

Slowly regaining consciousness Delphine noticed a weight on her chest. Or more accurately, a weight on her body. As she blinked sleep from her eyes she felt a body wrapped around hers. Head snuggled deep into her neck. Smaller body half on her, arm underneath her, and a leg thrown over hers. "Merde," she chuckles lightly. She should be panicking. Or at least feeling very very uncomfortable. Cosima was literally on top of her. Both of them occupying a sliver of the full sized bed. More than half of the bed was cold, open, and not slept in. Despite this she only felt warm and content in their constrained her cheek rest on the sleeping brunette's head Delphine absorbs the feelings of warmth that flows throughout her body. Tingles shooting around at every point of skin contact.

A sleepy mumble of words from Cosima freezes the hand Delphine didn't realize was running through dreads and lightly rubbing the girl's scalp. Holding her breath Delphine can only think of every possible way Cosima will react when she wakes up. All of which will no doubt be embarrassing and awkward. Maybe I should try and leave, Delphine thinks trying to look down at the girl using her as a pillow. Or maybe just disentangle us. She cautiously removes her hand from Cosima's hair. Then she wiggles carefully attempting to move her body out from under Cosima. Containing a squeak of surprise when she almost falls over the edge of the bed. "Stop moving," Cosima groans. Her voice is scratchy. And adorable. Delphine's whole body tenses when Cosima tightens her hold and breaths onto her neck. Delphine stares at the ceiling with an anxious look. She feels like she's a teenager about to be walked in on by her parents instead of waiting for Cosima to become conscious enough to notice their entanglement. The quick tensioning of Cosima's hold a few seconds later is Delphine's warning. "Oh fuck! Shit! Delphine! Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Cosima says fumbling her way off of Delphine. "Ooow, shit my head," she then groans hands going up to massage her temple. After a second she not so subtly looks down at both Delphine's body and her own. "How—how, um, did I end up trapping you in my 'bloody koala grip'? I definitely remember something about me being on the futon."

"That was the plan, yes," Delphine replies turning on her side, "You forgot that the futon is currently being used as a desk for your textbooks and homework."

"Shit, right. O Chem."

"Then you said if I didn't mind sharing the bed that you'd 'totes keep your hands to yourself'," Delphine smiles.

"Oh god," Cosima covers her face. Peeking through her fingers she asks, "I didn't do anything did I?"

"No, not that I can remember."

"Ugh. Curse my cuddling body. I am really sorry Delphine. If I was conscious I definitely would have respected your personal space."

"It's okay. I didn't really mind."

"Really?" Cosima asks looking at Delphine surprised.

"It was…nice…" Delphine replies embarrassed. But it was the truth. Waking up with Cosima's small body snuggled up on hers and listening to her easy breathing was not a negative experience. A smile grows on Cosima's face before she frowns again. "If my need for an aspirin wasn't so great right now I'd reply with something witty." Cosima rolls out of the bed. Standing up she looks around squinting. "On the table," Delphine states.

"Right, thanks," Cosima says grabbing her glasses and putting them on with an adorable nose scrunch. As Cosima walks away Delphine finds herself watching every hip movement in Cosima's boxer shorts. Leaning back on the bed she is then struck with a feeling of apprehension. Should she leave now? Or should she stay? Would Cosima want her to stay? Does she want to stay? That would be weird wouldn't it? This whole situation was kind of weird. Maybe she should just leave. She sits up right as Cosima walks back in, glass of water in her hands. "I wasn't sure if you needed and aspirin too…so I brought some anyways."

"I'm good thanks. You definitely had more than me last night."

"That I did," Cosima falls back down on her bed. Glass and extra aspirin on the bedside table. She glances at Delphine, "Did you want the water?"

"Sure," Delphine answers sitting up. Cosima grabs the water and passes it over to Delphine. Watching as Cosima plays with the edge of the blanket, she sips some of the cool water. Setting the glass on the beside table closest to her Delphine asks, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Nothing's wrong."

"Then why do you look so nervous?" Cosima lifts her eyes, looking at Delphine for a few minutes in silence. She lets out a soft sigh. "Where are we going?"

"Hm? I don't understand."

"I just…we're tiptoeing around something but not jumping in you know? The supply closet. Last night in the club. I mean…ugh. I feel so stupid. I shouldn't be this hung up on a kiss. But I just don't want to get my hopes up, you know? I mean, was last night just because of the alcohol? Or was it more?"

"Cosima—

"Wait, sorry. Sorry. I just. Lemme say one more thing," Cosima interrupts Delphine. Hands and fingers moving frantically. Cosima hits Delphine with the most vulnerable look Delphine has ever seen. "On one hand I feel like we're going somewhere. But on the other I don't know if we really are. And—and no matter which one it is. I…I know what I want. Like obvs I know what I want, but it's hard to know if you want the same thing I want. Like are we on the same page or—

This time it's Delphine who's doing the interrupting. She moves a few inches in the bed, facing Cosima. She gently takes Cosima's fidgeting hands. Lifting them up she caresses them both with her thumbs before lifting one to her mouth and kissing it lightly. Ignoring the heat on her cheeks she says, "Cosima. You don't need to be so nervous. Last night wasn't just because of the alcohol. I wanted to kiss you. I still want to kiss you. I won't lie to you and say that I've figured everything out that I'm feeling for you. Or that I know exactly what I want. But if it helps…I do like you." It's Delphine's turn to look down embarrassedly. Never would she have ever thought she'd be in Cosima's bed, the morning after one of the best nights out she's had in the longest time, trying to explain to the cute brunette that their relationship was not something Cosima had to worry about. Again, she felt like a teenager. She wasn't completely sure what she wanted out of their relationship. But she definitely wouldn't be opposed to more.

Cosima was silent. Studying Delphine. Delphine could almost hear Cosima's brain churning. Trying to keep her breathing regular Delphine waited for a response. Now she was the nervous one. Front teeth instinctively pull her bottom lip under them. Eyes watching as Cosima inches her way closer. A look of determination on her face. Was it just Delphine or was it becoming warm in Cosima's apartment? Cosima pulls her hands out from Delphine's. Slides her body onto the blonde's lap. Then wraps her arms around Delphine's neck. Hovering inches away from Delphine's lips Cosima asks, "Do you want to kiss me now?" Delphine was stunned silent. Brain threatening implosion Delphine embarrassedly nods for her answer. How did Cosima go from nervous and unsure to climbing into her lap and bringing their faces inches apart? It was really quite unfair for her to bring their bodies together and then ask that question. Did Cosima really expect the blonde to be able to answer? Warm lips were suddenly on top of Delphine's. Eyes closing reflexively Delphine wrapped her arms around Cosima's waist, pulling her closer. Shifting so that her legs better straddle Delphine's, Cosima pulls Delphine's head forward. Fingers play with the ends of curls as Cosima gives a few quick kisses. She pulls back just enough to allow Delphine to breathe. Eyes flutter open to meet Cosima's dark gaze. There's a pleasant twist in the blonde's abdomen. Reflexively a tongue goes out to lick her lips. A movement that doesn't escape Cosima's eyes. With a small smirk Cosima brings her head close enough that Delphine is surrounded by her scent. Taking a moment to breath in all of Cosima. She is caught off guard when a pelvis grinds down on hers. The little gasp all Cosima needed to slip her tongue into Delphine's mouth.

Delphine could probably kiss Cosima forever. She's had her share of good (and bad) kisses. But there was something about kissing Cosima that was above everything else. A groan escapes from Delphine when a warm hand slides under her shirt, moving across her back. At the same time Cosima bites her bottom lip. Delphine starts to lean forward, planning to have Cosima underneath her. But Cosima stops her. "Somehow you always end up on top," Cosima breathes through continued kisses, "hmmm not gunna happen this time." Body shuddering from whispered words Delphine is powerless to stop Cosima from pushing her backwards. She's unable to stop Cosima from intertwining their fingers and pushing them above her head. She can't hold back her moaned, "Co-si-ma," when lips start to trail open-mouthed kisses down her neck. Smirking Cosima nips at the spot above Delphine's carotid artery. Back arching up Delphine struggles to free a hand. She was going to go crazy if she couldn't touch Cosima. When it's free she grabs Cosima's head and pulls her back to her mouth. Licking and nipping at Cosima's lips. Delphine takes control of the kiss. Pushing her tongue into Cosima's wet mouth at the first opportunity. Needing her other hand Delphine frees it quickly. It soon grabs Cosima's thigh, pulling her down as her hips rise. "Fu-uck," Cosima groans. Delphine rolls them over; leg pushing it's way between Cosima's thighs. Pressing on her heated center. "Delphine. Shit. Fuck," Cosima didn't even know if she was trying to say something. Her head was all fuzzy and she never wanted Delphine to stop touching her. Her body needing friction to alleviate the coil that was tightening in her stomach. She slipped both hands under Delphine's shirt. Raking her short nails across Delphine's shuddering stomach then scratching down Delphine's back. Lips and tongue were on her neck, licking and sucking. The deep groan that rumbled in Cosima's throat was induced both by the bite on her collar bone and the significant absence of a bra on Delphine's back. "W-w-when did you get on top?" Cosima struggles to get out, "I thought I was clear." It takes all of Cosima's mental effort to flip them back over. Chuckling at Delphine's frustrated whine at being on the bottom again. "Mmmm…Ms. Cormier, I think we have a problem," Cosima says trailing kisses around Delphine's neck and clavicle. Fingers teasing Delphine's waist, tapping just below her belly button. "What is it?" Delphine panted.

"Somebody doesn't like being a bottom," she laughs into Delphine's burning neck. Turning her head Delphine didn't want to respond. It was true. As much as she enjoyed Cosima on top of her she couldn't help but love Cosima being under her even more. "Hmmm. What to do?" Cosima placed kisses behind Delphine's ear while slowly pushing the borrowed shirt up Delphine's stomach. Breath becoming increasingly ragged as fingers and shirt expose more and more of her skin Delphine stutters, "S-show me why I should l-like it."

Like a switch Cosima is quickly ridding Delphine of a shirt. Trailing fervent kisses up and down her exposed chest and stomach. Repeatedly bypassing hardened nipples. Delphine can feel the grin on Cosima's lips each time her hands pull at Cosima's dreads. A slow circle around an areola brings a deep gasp from Delphine's lips. Long legs wrap around Cosima's waist before forcefully pulling Cosima's body down. Rocking pelvis into pelvis. "Biase," Delphine says when a pink nipple is caught between white teeth. A hand comes down to pinch and rub the other (neglected) breast. Delphine grabs at the sheets beside her. Feeling a leg drop from her waist Cosima smirks before releasing the tip between her teeth. Flattening it with a hard lick. Chest rises up, pushing at her lips. The remaining hand in her hair pulls at her roots. Cosima slides up quickly to give Delphine a hard kiss on the mouth. Covering up the French words escaping from Delphine's lips. She then travels down the taller girl's flushed body. Marking her way down to Delphine's waist. Pausing when she feels the increased trembles below her lips. Nose starting to pick up on exactly how aroused the blonde is. Cosima gave a soft kiss just under Delphine's belly button. Biting her lip she rests her chin on Delphine's clothed pelvis. Pointer finger making light spirals above the other hip. It takes a moment for Delphine's brain to stop focusing on the feel of the pattern being traced onto her skin. Focusing instead on the feeling of eyes on her. Looking down at Cosima Delphine's face reddens as she asks, "Que—eh, what is it?"

"Hmm…nothing. Just committing this moment to memory. Beautiful girl in my bed. Skin under my fingers. Trembling beneath me," a teasing grin grows on her face before she adds, "Smelling how wet she is."

"Cosima," Delphine objects, face becoming scarlet. Her legs reflexively try to close. Cosima's chuckling body between them preventing the action. "I'm sorry. I'm kidding, no I'm not," Cosima laughs, "It's just if you asked me a month ago I would have said I had no chance even kissing you on the cheek." Eyes glance to the covered area beneath her. Fingers lightly rub down the inside of Delphine's thigh. Delphine attempts to watch Cosima's pensive face, but it becomes increasingly difficult to focus on anything but the fingers on her skin as they make a hesitant trail upwards before falling back towards her knee, then up again. Always just shy of grazing where she wants them. "S-shouldn't your shirt be off too? Why am I the only one half naked?"

"Cuz you're the bottom, remember," Cosima smiles, tongue poking out, "But if you insist." She sits up. Not bothering to waste time being coy she pulls off her shirt. "Better?"

"Yes." The answer was out of Delphine's mouth before she could stop it. In her defense all brainpower was focused on the expanse of skin that was revealed. Taking in every contour of Cosima's bare stomach and chest. Cosima grinned a toothed smile. "Liking the bottom yet?"

"Maybe," Delphine grins. Leaning down Cosima kisses Delphine, who immediately opens her mouth. Allowing Cosima's tongue to graze over hers before the blonde takes the lead in the kiss. One hand in Cosima's hair. The other, grasping at Cosima's shoulder blade. Chests are pushed together. Producing moans each time nipples touch. Biting Delphine's bottom lip Cosima's hand goes down. Tips of her finger touching the skin of Delphine's side, just beneath the waist of shorts and the elastic of Delphine's underwear. Delphine's breath hitches as Cosima's fingers move towards her front. Pressing a kiss into Delphine's cheek Cosima questions, "Can I?" Ignoring the butterflies in her stomach Delphine nods. Lifting up her waist. Sucking in a nervous breath Cosima toys at the band of the shorts. Before Delphine could ask Cosima why she was hesitating, lips were back on top of hers. Cosima's hand struggling to push down the remaining clothes covering Delphine. Releasing her grip from Cosima's back Delphine helps Cosima push the garments to her legs, before kicking them off. Hesitancy gone, Cosima's middle finger circles around Delphine's entrance. Thumb firmly placed on a hardened clit. Gasping Delphine scratches at Cosima's back. Pressing down on the sensitive bundle of nerves Cosima gives it a few quick circles. Other fingers tease the wetness beneath them. Mouth sucking and licking at Delphine's neck and chest. Cosima is determined to make Delphine feel amazing. Now that's she's finally got the girl, the last thing she wants to do is disappoint. Teeth nip around a heaving chest. Tongue flattens erect nipples. "S'il te plaît, Cosima," Delphine moans. Fingers pulling at dreads and scratching down her back. A small smirk grows on Cosima's lips. She kisses Delphine's sternum before saying, "Shit. Say that again."

"Co-si-ma," Delphine groans. She didn't have time for this. "Mmm, nope that wasn't what I wanted to hear," Cosima chuckles. The tips of her pointer and middle fingers press into Delphine. Barely making it to the first knuckle. In the midst of Delphine's needy gasp Cosima quickly removes them. "Biase. Cosima."

"What was that?" Cosima grins kissing below Delphine's ear.

"S'il te plaît. Cosima. S'il te plaît!"

"Shit." Shoving her tongue into Delphine's begging mouth Cosima thrusts both fingers into the blonde. Moaning into her mouth upon feeling how wet she was. "Fuck, Delphine," Cosima groans between frenzied kisses. Unable to keep their place slow Cosima pumps her fingers in and out of Delphine repeatedly. Thumb stimulating the throbbing clit beneath it as much as it could. Needing some relief herself Cosima grinds down on the thigh that was again between her legs. If Delphine could focus on anything but the feel of fingers moving and curling inside her she would comment on the feel of wetness on her thigh from Cosima. But at this time only moans of Cosima's name and parts of French curses made it from her mouth.

Not being able to feel the skin of Delphine's thigh as she rocked into her was driving Cosima insane. But feeling the tight clenches of muscles around the now three fingers curling into Delphine Cosima didn't dare stop. "Mon dieu, Cosima. Cosima," Delphine's breathless chant of her name is all the confirmation Cosima needed for what her fingers knew. "Mmmm, I got you," turning to her ear she adds, "Cum for me. Please." With a final curl and a flick of her thumb Delphine was arching up. Wetness pooled at Cosima fingers as she eases the trembling woman beneath her through her climax. After Delphine falls back to the bed gasping, Cosima trails light kisses around her face and neck. Fingers stilled in the heated center feeling the aftershocks. When they finally subside Cosima gently removes her fingers. Delphine's hooded eyes watch as Cosima brings them to her mouth. Watches pink lips wrap around fingers. Tasting her. It brings another spike of arousal to her quivering stomach. Moaning Cosima says, "Damn, Delphine." Heat burning her cheeks Delphine can only turn her head away. Chuckling Cosima lays down on top of the panting woman. Snuggling her face into Delphine's sweaty neck. Delphine's natural scent was out full force and was by far Cosima's new favorite smell. Long fingers lightly trail up and down Cosima's back. "Should…should I, um…do you…too?" Delphine manages to fumble out.

"Hmm, as amazing as that would be. I'm fine. You don't have to."

"But—

"Seriously, don't worry about it. I'm actually starving right now. You know, for something besides you," Cosima laughs, "Like my stomach is going to start eating itself real soon. How about you rest, and I'll see what I can do about getting us breakfast?"

"Hmm. That does sound nice," Delphine mutters. She seeks out one of Cosima's hands. Intertwining their fingers. Looking at their joined hands Cosima can't control the beaming smile on her face. She watches Delphine's thumb lazily rub against the back of her hand. Cuddling with Delphine brought a warm fuzzy feeling to her chest. Loving the feel of Cosima's soft hand in hers Delphine never wanted to let it go. A loud growl of a stomach ruins the moment. "Sorry. That's my cue to get up," Cosima says with an apologetic smile. She kisses Delphine on the lips quickly before sliding out of the bed. Throwing on one of their shirts Cosima then reaches for a red coat laying on the chair that borders the "bed room" and the living room. Tying the belt around her waist she smiles, "I'll be back before you can recite the first ten places of pi."

"3.141592—

"Smartass."

-FLC-

"Cosima, please. You can't."

"What? There aren't any customers."

"But Scott—

"Is cleaning the bathroom. He won't even know."

"Cosima."

"Hmmm?"

"You can't."

"Come ooon Delphiiine."

"Fine," Delphine sighs. With a little cheer Cosima starts up the espresso machine. "You are such a brat."

"Mmmm, maybe. But I'm your favorite brat," Cosima answers sticking her tongue out. She goes to the mini fridge and pulls out the whipped cream. "You know, it's not too late to make your own."

"No thank you. I'll leave the devious behavior to you."

"I'm not being devious. Think of it as…employee perks." Cosima takes a careful sip of her drink. Nodding she sets it on the counter before putting the whipped cream back. Leaning on the back counter Delphine crosses her arms asking with a skeptical smile, "Do college students even get employee perks?"

"They do when their boss could care less what they do," Cosima grins, sliding herself next to Delphine. Delphine can't help the disbelieving chuckle as she shakes her head. Cosima grins a proud grin. Sipping her drink. Scott then walks out from the bathroom whistling. "Have fun in there?" Cosima asks poorly covering her smirk with the lid of her drink.

"I'm not going to respond to that," Scott says walking passed them towards the back room. Delphine moves to check what dishes need to be washed when the chimes sound. "Time to check up on us already?" Cosima says walking towards the cash register. Rachel was striding her way forward. Heels clicking against the floor. Folders and laptop in her arms. "Hm. You could say that," she replies with a purse of her lips. Turning her gaze to Delphine, who was still by the back counter, Rachel states, "I do hope you remember which tea I like." Delphine gives Cosima a look before moving to get Rachel's drink. Looking at Cosima Rachel then slides her money and a folder across the counter. Manicured fingernails taking special care to slide the folder closer to Cosima. "There will be some changes around here. Effective immediately."

"What?" Cosima mutters pulling out Rachel's change. After Rachel takes the money Cosima grabs up the folder opening it. "You can't be serious?" She says looking down the list of changes.

"I assure you I am," Rachel replies. A dangerous twinkle in her eyes.