Delphine glances around her apartment, she cannot see Cosima. Has she gone to bed? Or back to her hotel? The kitchen seems clean - Cosima's loaded the dinner dishes in the dishwasher. She doesn't want Cosima back at the hotel, she wants Cosima here, all night. They'd spent the day working on setting up their lab and supervising work on it, she had been hoping they'd get to enjoy each other tonight, and be... alone together. Finally she glances out the sliding door leading to the balcony, she throws open the door. Cosima is hacking, trying to hide the fact she cannot stop coughing and looking at her sheepishly.
"No more smoking!" She shouts at Cosima, who nearly drops her joint, before stubbing it out in the ashtray looking like a child who's been caught with their mom's credit card. They'd been through this before, yesterday.
"Relax Delphine, it's just pot, it's not as bad as cigarettes." Cosima is right of course, Delphine knows full well that several times a day she goes outside and fills her lungs with poison out of habit, easing her stress, and the addiction that she's catered to for the last decade or so of her life. Though since those words, I'm sick Delphine, she was unable to stop phrases like risk factors, and second-hand smoke from running through her mind when she looked at her cigarettes.

"Ma chérie, we've been through this." Delphine attempts to soften the blow, "You have lung polyps, you are coughing up blood. You cannot do this, it will make you sicker, faster." Inhalation of any burning substance into the lungs results in irritation, and in Cosima's case, likely making her worse.

"Fine." Cosima stubbs out the joint, "I'll go buy a fucking vapourizer. Is that allowed?" Cosima slams the screen door on the way back inside, "Hypocrite." Cosima shouts from inside.
I'm quitting, Delphine longs to shout back, I'm trying. Anything to save Cosima, giving up cigarettes, researching long past normal office hours, giving blood samples to Aldous. Anything.

While out on her drugstore run, Delphine had called the Health Canada Leave the Pack behind helpline. She'd spent half an hour talking with a nurse, in French, about quitting techniques. The things she did when Cosima hadn't noticed, it didn't seem to matter, Cosima hadn't even noticed her increased frustration. Her usual run for cigarettes and condoms had been replaced by a run for nicotine patches, she doesn't trust her own willpower without aids. She has been a smoker too long for that. Changing her habits and patterns - she had a list of things to do instead of going outside to smoke. Cosima was at the top of the list, if she calmed down soon enough.

Left alone on her balcony, Delphine laughs to herself, she'd never intended to become a smoker, in fact she'd made her way most of the way through her adolescence barely touching a cigarette. But when university stress caught up with her, she found herself reaching for cigarettes. Falling on the same crutch as her chain-smoking mother. She glances at the ashtray, considering. She hadn't thrown away her last two cigarettes, she knows exactly where they were...

Medical school had done little to alleviate the feeling of hypocrisy she felt. She told herself plenty of things to justify her habit. There were plenty of nurses and doctors that smoked, she only smoked a little, and at the very least she did not smoke as much as either of her parents. Nevertheless she went through a pack every few days. More since she began working for DYAD, and Aldous. Being with him certainly made her need to smoke more.

She goes back inside to find Cosima sitting sullenly on the couch, head in her hands.

"I'm sorry."

"I know. Me too. I just needed to unwind. But I'll figure something out that will be easier on my lungs." Cosima holds out her hand and pulls her down on the couch.

"There's every reason to hope that we'll find something. DYAD has many resources. We have access to them."

"I know." Cosima hesitates, "Come here." Cosima pulls her into a kiss, surely she must notice that she no longer tastes of cigarettes. Cosima tastes and smells strongly of pot, but she doesn't mind. Beneath the cloying scent of marijuana, there is a scent that is purely Cosima, it's that Delphine craves most of all.

She lets Cosima pull her in, moving to straddle her on the couch as Cosima's hands dip under her shirt, before changing her mind and working the buttons. Cosima preferred easier access - the thought makes her laugh. She's happy to oblige her.

"Do I feel sick to you now?" Cosima asks.

"No." And it's true, she doesn't. Delphine forgets everything except how Cosima, her beautiful Cosima, is kissing her, touching her. She even forgets about the nicotine patch on her shoulder until...

"What's this?" Cosima's hand has found the nicotine patch, applied to her shoulder.

"Nicotine patch." Delphine answers between kisses. She does not want Cosima to become distracted, she wants her now, while she's still healthy enough, while her energy is still sufficient for sex.
"You're quitting?" Cosima breaks away for a moment, she seems pleased if anything. Delphine cannot deny the look on Cosima's face makes it worth it.

"If you cannot smoke, neither will I." Delphine states simply. Other reasons, being a physician, wishing to preserve her skin are secondary. Though she assumes her medical colleagues will approve.

Cosima grins, "I'll help distract you... when you want to smoke - we'll go do something else instead, okay?"

"Okay." Delphine smiles.

"It's going to be easier on me you know. Pot isn't really addictive."

"Perhaps I should find something else to do with my mouth." Delphine hints. It's what she's been wanting to try for the last couple days, but Cosima's always leading, even when she's on the bottom.

Cosima misreads her, or perhaps reads her accurately tugging her in for a kiss with a low groan.
They sprawl on the couch kissing like teenagers, grinding for friction.

Her leg inches between Cosima's, who rolls her hips to meet it. Her hands pulling off Cosima's shirt before reaching down between them to remove her pants. Cosima grins at the touch of her fingers sliding under fabric.

"You want it like this?" Cosima whispers hoarsely kicking off her pants, strong hands gripping Delphine's hips, beginning to work the fabric from them to cast on to the floor.

"Anything." Delphine breathes, her hand is trapped by Cosima's, who is intent on playing with her fingers.

Cosima draws Delphine's hand to her mouth, taking its digits delicately into her mouth, smoothing over them with her tongue, sucking on her fingers. Delphine has never had a lover so interested in her hands, the touch of Cosima's warm mouth to her fingers makes her whimper and ache. It's an erogenous zone she's somehow missed out on up until now, but Cosima seems to be making up for lost time.

"You have such beautiful hands Delphine." Cosima murmurs into her skin, kissing the skin on her palm.

"I want to be inside you again." Delphine husks back at her. Cosima's pleasure had to come first this time, she'd decided. She's still too sore from last night anyways.

"Oh yes." Cosima's tongue slides into her mouth as she begins to strip Delphine, tossing her bra and pants onto the floor until she's naked in front of her.

"Can I be on top?" Delphine asks, leaning down over Cosima as she asks permission. Cosima's reached for her own panties, today a red lace, and throws them off on to the floor.

"Uh... YES!" Cosima shakes her head in disbelief she's even being asked this, "Of course, here..." Cosima spreads her bare legs and pulls Delphine between them. She can feel Cosima's arousal pressed to her bare skin, it makes her shudder slightly. Delphine is struck by a sudden desire to press her sex into Cosima's, do women do that? She wonders silently for a moment. Delphine knows she certainly could, an advantage to having access to Cosima's medical data, Cosima cannot get her sick. But would it please her? She considers for a moment before Cosima pulls her in to kiss again, plundering her mouth with her tongue, Delphine stops her pushing her down, playful eyes looking questioningly back at her.

She reaches for Cosima's bra, it's not that different from removing her own, she throws that behind her as well, as Cosima hastily removes her rings and glasses and shoves them safely onto the coffee table.

Delphine touches her almost questioningly at first, thought bolder than last night certainly. She knows now she can please Cosima, she can make her come and moan and cry out for her. Like this? Her hand asks stroking at Cosima, whose eyes urge her on, who moans encouragingly and whispers sexy things.

She doesn't say it, but she knows the truth, every touch to Cosima's body is je t'aime. Every slide of her own body over Cosima's smaller form, every thrust of her fingers inside her, every time their eyes lock, or Cosima's mouth seeks hers, kissing across her face messily. She can feel Cosima's inner muscles clenching down on her fingers, holding her deeper. Cosima is making sweet little noises, one leg thrown over Delphine's hip urging her deeper. Delphine loves this, she loves being on top of Cosima, inside of her, it makes her ache and whimper into Cosima's skin. She feels her own body tighten in response to pleasuring Cosima.

"You feel so good inside me." Cosima groans, "So good... Delphine." A strong hand comes up to tenderly cup her face as she moves over her.

Tombes amoureuse de moi, she wants to beg, fall in love with me. Instead she simply moans, "Cosima..." Keeping up her movements, thrusting into her, stroking at her with her thumb until Cosima goes quiet, arching up and shaking under her, mouth falling open wordlessly as she comes. Cosima's hands clutch at her back and it may just be the sexiest moment she's ever had.

Afterwards she holds Cosima on the couch, kissing her forehead, trapping her in her arms, "Well you're definitely getting the hang of that quickly." Cosima says contently, breathing heavy.

"Bon." She answers without thinking making Cosima giggle under her.

"Come on... bed, there's more room." Cosima urges her up and follows to Delphine's bedroom.
Cosima's all over her, hands in her hair and body deliberately rubbing against hers as they make their way to the bed.
"Now it's your turn Dr. Cormier." Cosima teases her pinning her to the bed, fingers teasing curls. She goes with it first, Delphine is spread and under Cosima in no time, a towel thrown on the bed to protect it. Cosima's hand working it's way ever closer to her dripping sex.

"I'm still sore." Delphine admits finally, she'd been hiding that most of the day. Last night had been fantastic, Cosima's hand had felt amazing, but it had left her feeling very sore.
"Oh... Delphine." Cosima croons at her, kissing next to her ear, "Why didn't you tell me it hurt?"

"I liked it too much." Delphine responds remembering, she closes her eyes briefly, biting at her lip. Being that full, feeling that full... She will be asking Cosima to do that again, but not quite yet.
"It was incredible." Cosima echoes her words from last night, "Having you like that, so open to me. I was so deep inside you." Cosima groans the last few words, like she's reminiscing too.

"I want you." Delphine insists, she'll take Cosima again - let tonight be Cosima's, let her feel Cosima come for her again and again. Like Cosima had done for her the first two nights they spent together.

"I don't have to be inside you." Cosima reminds her, "If you're too sore, there are plenty of other things I can do."

"Oh?" Delphine glances up at her, watching Cosima move herself down her body slowly, lips attach themselves to her neck, her collar bone, tease around her nipples...

"Besides... I want you in my mouth." Cosima husks, "I want to taste you, feel you writhe under my mouth..." Cosima groans this now, Delphine is unsure for a moment if she's trying to excite her or genuinely craving her like that.

"Prends-moi." Delphine urges, take me, take me like that. Love is certainly the best aphrodisiac she's ever known. She's insanely aroused with Cosima, it still surprises her.

Cosima moves down her body, whispering things she cannot quite make out into her skin. She traces the moles on her belly with her tongue on her way down, making her squirm in anticipation.

"You're pretty." Cosima's voice is muffled into her inner thigh, kissing slowly, deliberately, "You're pretty everywhere."

Cosima kisses the tuft of curls and then down, and Delphine cannot look away, not for a second. Her breath catches in the back of her throat and Cosima's sweet mouth is right there, her breath ghosting over sensitive flesh.

"T'es belle Cosima." Delphine looks down her own body and meets Cosima's eyes. Last night they had avoided hers, while she did this. Not tonight, thankfully. The image of Cosima with her face buried between her legs should be comical, but it never is.
Cosima teases her with slow long licks and suckling kisses until she's moving into her mouth, Cosima's whimpering into her and Delphine can feel Cosima rolling her own hips into the mattress, it's so incredibly erotic.

"Cosima..." She moans, staring down at her, fingers teasing the remaining soft hairs at the back of her neck. Pushing Cosima into her, wordlessly begging her not to tease again, not when she's so close. She sees one of Cosima's arms move from clutching at her hip but it doesn't quite register at first what she's doing, though she misses the sensation of strong fingers digging into her skin.
It hits her as she feels Cosima working her more desperately. Her head rolls back with a loud moan when she realizes that Cosima has snuck her hand down between the mattress and her rolling hips.
"T'es... You're touching yourself." It emerges from her mouth almost garbled as she changes languages. Her voice sounds throaty and desperate, even to herself.

"Mmm." Cosima hums into her affirmatively, as she crashes over the edge, coming hard under Cosima's mouth.

She's lying there breathing heavy, collapsed against the mattress as Cosima continues to kiss her sex, to roll her hips into her own hand, Delphine wonders for a moment if she should let her finish like that - but she wants to take her herself too badly.

She grips Cosima's shoulders and pulls firmly until she releases her sex from her mouth and moves up her body. She's still touching herself, the thought both arouses and concerns her.
"Is something wrong? Do you not want me to?" Cosima asks breathlessly, her hand coming back to rest on Delphine's thigh, slick from her own body. Her face is wet below her nose, coated in Delphine's arousal.

"Was it not enough? With my hands before?" Delphine asks, her brow furrowing in concern.

"Yeah. No it was great... I know I just came right before I started but I got so turned on going down on you." Cosima smiles, kissing at her belly.

"I want to do it. Let me." Delphine rolls Cosima over with a silly grin and begins to move down her body, she has to try, she wants to try. She's inches away from Cosima's sex now, she can smell her, see the dark damp curls, Cosima certainly smells good.

Cosima stops her briefly, "You can want me and not like this... and that would still be okay. You know, not everyone is into eating pussy. It's not like a deal-breaker if you don't."

"Alright." Delphine nods, does Cosima not want it? She's done this for men, of course, usually more for them - she was never thrilled with it. "Are you?"

"You have to ask?" Cosima's smiling at her bemusedly, "Do you not hear how I groan into you? I cannot get enough. I adore it... and you taste so good. Even better than Eskimo Pies." Cosima finishes on a teasing note.

"I want to try. I want to taste you." She murmurs softly, pressing her mouth softly to Cosima's hip bone.

"Oh yes... I mean... ugh I'll just shut up." Cosima laughs, before looking at her seriously, "I only want this if you want to do it, if you like doing it..." She emphasizes this as if it makes a difference. This is about Cosima after all, she's going to do it, that much is decided.

"Let me..." Delphine asks, positioning herself between Cosima's legs. She hasn't had an opportunity to just look at Cosima like this, to study her sex, she looks at her briefly before leaning in, her tongue making a first tentative lick. Cosima's fingers slide gently over her head.

"So?" Cosima asks, waiting on a decision. How can she look so calm if she's teetering on the edge? Delphine wonders

It is not like doing this to men. Nothing at all, she quickly realizes. Not the taste, not the movements, nothing. This is completely new: Cosima, musky and sweet under her tongue, Cosima, staring down at her tenderly, "I want to."
Cosima smiles gently at her, strokes at her face as she descends back down. Her tongue's movements are tentative, she knows Cosima must be growing frustrated, but she's achingly patient with her. One hand grabs hers, interlacing their fingers against Cosima's body, above her head. Cosima's other hand tangles itself in her hair.

Delphine takes Cosima into her mouth, using her lips as well, mimicking Cosima's earlier movements. Cosima's noises get lower, more beautifully desperate. Cosima is all she can feel, all she can taste, everything is Cosima. And she's... enjoying herself, moaning into Cosima. Oh. She knows now why Cosima was rocking her hips, she couldn't help it, and neither can Delphine. Je t'aime, she thinks again, let this show her.

"Delphine..." Cosima's moaning her name, "Please don't stop... please..." She feels Cosima tense and quiver on the edge, thighs trapping her here, intimately pressed against her.

There's a low cry and an unexpected rush of wet desire in her mouth. Her eyes widen in surprise, but she keeps working her, until she's certain from the sounds and sensitivity that Cosima came for her. She swallows, laying a gentle kiss against her. She rests her face against Cosima's thigh breathing heavy. Delphine is puzzled for a moment, she's heard of this, but it's never happened to her... will this always happen with Cosima?

"Oh shit... I squirted, didn't I?" Cosima's looking down at her, "Fuck. Sorry, I didn't think that I would the first time."

"Yes." Delphine nods, kissing up her body, she takes a breast into her mouth for a moment before moving her eyes up to meet Cosima's.

"Surprise?" Cosima smiles sheepishly, "I probably should have warned you about that. I was going to warn you."

"Ne t'inquiète pas, mon amour." Delphine raises her head, she finds herself pulled in for a kiss.

When Cosima releases her, she's looking at her strangely, "Do you like it?"

"Yes." Delphine laughs slightly, out of breath. I love it, she wants to say it all; I love you, I love your body. She pours the emotion into a kiss instead, tangling her limbs with Cosima's in the middle of the bed.