A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update. This chapter was both the easiest and hardest chapter to write. I hope you enjoy it. Also... my concussion appears to be gone! Yay! Hopefully, I will feel inspired and write the next one in a more timely manner. This chapter has been the longest I've written though. It's the reason the "M" rating is there.
The night came and went like a rusty clock gear grinding against the others. As she tossed and turned in her burgundy sheets, Cosima was filled with feelings of deep regret. She felt overwhelming guilt for putting Delphine in the position she did. She had totally misread the situation and not only that, but she potentially ruined their budding friendship. Everything that had been worked on during the start of school was just torn down in one ill-planted kiss. So when morning rose, the only thing for her to do was to get up with a groan and a stretch, then groggily make her way to the shower. As the burning water ran down her body, she started to feel the bad feelings wash off of her and down the drain. She was able to melt into the water instead of let herself be taken hold by her thoughts.
Exiting the shower, she dried off then went out to her bedroom in order to get dressed for the day. As she entered the room she spotted the screen on her phone lit up with a message displayed. She bit her lip when she noticed the text was from Delphine. "Can I come over to talk about your lab?" the message read. A smile tugged at her lips at the thought that their friendship wasn't completely destroyed. "Sure. :)" she replied. She hurriedly toweled off her hair and found a pair of tights and a dress to wear. There was a knock at the door before she knew it, so she quickly threw on a sweater. When she opened the door, she saw Delphine standing there with her classic smile.
"Delphine," she said with what enthusiasm she could muster. "So, apparently I have this thing for jumping to conclusions."
"It's really alright," she said with a soft smile as she took her bag off and started to remove her jacket.
"Oh, let me get that," Cosima said. She walked over and helped remove her jacket then placed it on her coat rack. Her hands never stopped moving. "I just want to make totally crazy science with you."
The blonde laughed quietly and said, "I brought your last lab report. I thought we could review it together."
She placed it down on the nearest table and started to point out her minor edits and suggestions for improvement. Cosima stood next to her and peered at the paper. She noticed the red writing telling her to be more concise in places.
"I def agree with that. I tend to go off and get caught up in science instead of focusing on the report and reporting the results themselves with only the necessary science, you know? Like the science is just, wow, it's so awesome," she faded off as she noticed Delphine wasn't paying that close attention. In fact, her eyes were closed and her bottom lip was pinned between her teeth. Cosima's lips parted to say her name, but before she had a chance Delphine was speaking.
"I can't stop thinking about that kiss," she said breathily. The brunette's heart leapt, and before she had a chance to think otherwise words come tumbling out of her mouth.
"Oh, like in… a not-bad way?" she asked with more hope than intended. Delphine took an abrupt step back and started to move her hands wildly with her words.
"Oh, like, I have never thought about bisexuality. I mean, for myself, you know? But, as a scientist, I know that sexuality is a- is a- is a spectrum. But, you know, social biases they codified attraction. It's contrary to the biological facts... you know?" Delphine bit her lip and looked at Cosima with bright eyes.
"That's… oddly romantic," she swallowed. "And totally encouraging."
Cosima peered up at the tall French woman. It was like every frame froze as Delphine was approached her with an outstretched arm. Her hand cupped the brunette's cheek, and her thumb grazed chapped lips. Cosima couldn't even think to move. Her brain was misfiring, and her breath was held. With an abrupt inhale, their lips met, and Delphine's other hand reached up to hold Cosima's face. The younger woman's lips were softer than she expected, yet there was a force behind them. The kiss was needy and demanding without being rough and too harsh like many men she had known. Without even thinking about it, Delphine settled her hips against the smaller woman, and her hands drifted down to rid the girl of her sweater. Her senses were on overload, and the wet, pulsing feeling between her legs was growing with every equally wet kiss. This time, her eyes were closed even as she tried to push Cosima back toward the bedroom. The brunette complied and stumbled backwards helplessly. A small whimper escaped at the feeling of the back of her legs hitting the bed. She broke the kiss and sat down on the bed. Delphine watched as her hands ran down to the hem of the blonde woman's skirt. Fingers moving softly across the lowest visible blouse button, she peered up at the taller woman. She wanted to be sure this is what both of them wanted. When the other woman nodded, she grasped the shirt and slowly pulled it out from her skirt. Every movement was deliberate and calculated as though this was just a dream, and Delphine might vanish in a cloud of fairy dust. But once her blouse was freed, shaking fingers undid each button then slid the cream shirt off of even creamier colored shoulders. Her eyes dilated as she took in the sight of her black, lace-trimmed bra. Delphine's fingers found dreadlocked hair and curiously played with one column of hair. This was enough to cause Cosima to break out of her trance, place her hands on the small of the woman's back, and pull her so she had to stand between her legs. She placed a soft kiss on the woman's stomach and started to try to find a zipper of some sort to rid her of the rest of her outfit. Delphine's head fell back until the tickle of Cosima's fingers stopped. She peered back down at the brunette to see her licking her lips in frustration. Delphine just smiled. She reached to her side and unzipped her skirt which promptly fell to the floor. With a coy smile, she stepped out of the garment and pushed it to the side with her boot.
Cosima felt a laugh swell in her throat that was caused by a mix of embarrassment and nervousness at her inability to unzip a skirt. She quickly swallowed it as she observed the woman before her. She was clad in only underwear and knee-high boots, and before the brunette could think Delphine was reaching to push the sitting woman's dress off her shoulders and down the rest of her body. The smaller woman scooted back on the bed to shimmy out of her dress while the other woman discarded her boots quickly and crawled onto the bed and hovered over her. Their lips met again for the first time in what felt like much, much too long to both of them. Hungry kisses overwhelmed the both, and Cosima arched up so her hips touched the other girl's hips. The moment Delphine felt the gentle pressure of the other girl's hips, her kisses slowed as her brain tried to formulate what to do next. The dreadlocked girl pulled away from the kiss and looked up at her friend and now lover.
"You okay?" she asked softly. The woman responded with a nod, but there was some obvious hesitation. Despite the throbbing between her legs, the blonde had no idea where to go from this moment. The undressing was almost done, and obviously they both wanted more. They kept pushing further, but she had no idea what the further entailed. Obviously, she knew the basic ideas and principles, but executing them while being on top—being in charge—was entirely different. As if reading her mind, the brunette shifted her own weight and gently pushed her onto her back. After removing her own leggings, she rested her elbows on each side of the woman's head and peered down at her with a comforting smile. Their bodies pressed together slowly and once against their lips met, but this kiss was slower and more deliberate. This kiss had a purpose, and that purpose was to lead from one point to the other. Cosima broke the kiss to reach back and unclasp her bra then discard it to some unknown location in the room. The French woman looked up at the woman's breasts and slowly moved her hand to the soft skin like many lovers had done to her before. Her finger tips lightly touched around Cosima's nipple in a hesitant, curious manner. The brunette leaned back down on her elbow and kissed Delphine passionately hoping to encourage the woman to continue. Her fingertips lightly rolling the puckered flesh, the blonde nipped at Cosima's bottom lip. The response was for her to move her thigh between the taller woman's legs. An audible gasp came out at the feel of pressure against her pulsing wetness. The feeling of moisture was enough for Cosima's hands to start wandering and remove the last bits of clothing from the woman beneath her. Her thigh once more found the heat between Delphine's legs, but this time she came in direct contact with the wetness she knew sat there. She groaned softly into their kisses then started to kiss along Delphine's jaw and neck. The French woman muttered softly in her native tongue then pushed back against the pressure between her legs. Along her collarbone, Cosima nipped softly then continued the downward path to one breast then the other. Her tongue expertly swirled around the peaks, and her mouth knew exactly when to suck. After a moment with each, she made her way to the valley under the woman's ribs. She placed a careful kiss above and below her bellybutton, then one at the top of her pubic bone. Delphine had the internal struggle of deciding whether to watch Cosima or get lost in her decisive touch. Without another second to think, her head threw back against the pillow as a kiss was placed on her sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Merde," she whispered after a soft whimper.
Cosima's tongue swirled around Delphine's opening and then along her folds. She licked slowly and deliberately. This was to get the woman to relax but not release, and so far it was working. She could feel the tension of the newness rush off of Delphine and soon could feel the tensing beneath her tongue. This wasn't what Cosima wanted though. She wanted the moment when Delphine came to be an intimate moment, at least during their first time. So she moved up the woman's body and hovered over her mouth. Cosima wasn't sure how the other would take being kissed afterwards, but that hesitation quickly diminished as the blonde captured the brunette's lips. The taste of her own arousal just made her hungrier for more, and she shifted trying to find some sort of friction. Thankfully, Cosima didn't hesitate to slide her hand back down to where her mouth had been moments before. Her finger tips touched lightly around the woman's wet opening, and she pulled back to watch Delphine as two of her fingers slowly slipped inside. A soundless gasp and an arch of her back showed her want and need. Cosima felt as the woman's walls adjusted and shifted around the new intrusion. Once settled, she slowly moved her fingers in and out. Little sounds and gasps of pleasure escaped the woman's mouth as they found a good pace. She gazed down at Delphine then kissed along her jaw. The moment felt a little too intimate for the result of their second kiss, but the intimacy wrapped around them like a blanket. As the woman's walls started to tighten, Cosima began curling her fingers with each pull out. And soon Delphine's soft gasps of pleasure became whimpers of delight while riding out her high.
Cosima slowly withdrew her fingers and placed them in her mouth to savor a last taste. Then she leaned back down and softly kissed her lover's still gasping mouth. Delphine smiled up at the brunette. Once she got the strength, she rolled them over so Cosima was on the bottom. The taller woman gazed down at the body beneath her. There was a certain sensuality to her body, even as she lay still, but the stillness didn't last long. Soon her body subtly arched and shifted from side to side. Delphine took this as an indication to run her hands up and down the woman's sides. She bit her tongue as though holding in a laugh at the ticklish feeling, but when the touches skimmed the top of her underwear her hips pushed up. A smile crept over Delphine's features as she lowered the underwear and removed it. She started to kiss Cosima again with a passion that could only be caused by a turbulent mix of nerves and desires. Her hand trailed back up her lover's thigh to be met with wet heat. The first touch was electric for both of them. For Delphine it was the start of a new kind of exploration, and for Cosima it was the firing off of her nerves shooting straight through her body. Her fingers worked curiously over the freshly exposed skin as the kisses became more aggressive and messy. She parted her folds and ran her two fingers slowly across her opening before they found their way inside while the kisses moved down to Cosima's neck. Sucking lightly, a panting gasp encouraged Delphine's fingers to start moving. In. Out. In. Curl. Out. The pace was set slow at first, but almost as if going by their own accord it became painstakingly fast. The gasps became grunts of painful arousal, and almost too quickly Cosima found herself falling off the edge. Delphine withdrew her fingers and discretely wiped them on her thigh then raised her hands up to hold the brunette's head. She ran her fingers lightly over the other girl's cheeks then kissed her once more before falling to her side and nestling in the woman's arms.