AN: Certain noise detail as requested /grin/
The moment she woke up, Caitlin felt a little disoriented.
The first thing striking her was her own exhaustion that she could not only feel in her head, but also in her entire body. Hadn't she just slept? Why would she even wake up if she hadn't gotten enough of said sleep?
Oh, right, she figured, hearing the sound that woke her. Her alarm clock. She had to get up and show up for work in time!
Only when she reached to the bedside table, she found there was none and what more, just then she realized that not only was she naked, but there was also an equally naked and warm body lying beside her.
It finally hit her.
The bed she was lying in felt so different because she wasn't in her trailer. In fact, she was in Harrison's as they'd managed to make it here after… She blushed and then swallowed hard, a heavy groan being released from her lips when she turned onto her back and covered her face with her hands. So it finally happened. She'd slept with him. She couldn't really say she was surprised. She'd been feeling way too much for this man than she should and the only thing that was stopping her from saying anything was the fact that he was her boss and that he might not feel the same way.
Only apparently he did since he'd practically jumped her the night before. That alone told her he'd been struggling with his own desire for her just like she'd had with hers for him. Brilliant.
The alarm ceased and she realized that it was actually a cell phone. Must've belonged to Harry's as she left hers in her dressing room… somewhere… she would have to look.
"Good morning," she then heard his voice, still a little groggy from sleeping and so, so sexy.
Damn, this man would be her doom and the end to her career, she groaned again, not lifting her hands from her face, feeling mortified. Because once the world found out… If they continued this, whatever it was, people were bound to catch up. She would soon be famous for playing in his movie; if she wasn't already and… She knew that no matter how hard she might try, some paparazzi would eventually snap them a picture. Well, unless this was just a one night stand… but she doubted it. Harry wouldn't risk so much for just one night with her, would he?
"Are you ok?" he asked in a concerned voice as she still hadn't said anything, nor looked at him. "Caitlin, I thought you… I thought you wanted this." There was a hint of fear in his tone and just that caused her to finally take her hands away from her face and to look at him. And God, was he gorgeous! Those radiant blues were boring into hers, waiting for her answer, the hesitation clear on his face. He was worried. He was worried she might regret this and she truly hoped he didn't think she'd slept with him because he was the movie director and she wanted to have a career. God! That sounded so appalling in her head that she just had to speak up already and calm him down.
"Yeah… Um… sure… It's just… It happened so fast…"
"I'm sorry if I…"
"Stop. Stop right there," she cut in immediately, sitting up on the bed, but still covering herself with the sheet. It somehow felt embarrassing to expose her body to his eyes like this despite the fact that he'd already seen, touch and kissed, damn it!, pretty much all of it. "I don't regret what happened, Harrison," she assured him. "I'm just… a little overwhelmed, I guess."
"Well, in that case, let me stop you from thinking. Let's just feel," he suggested and before she knew it, he was capturing her lips with his and giving her such a dirty kiss that she was left dazed and breathless, only able to feel him and to touch his body, enjoying the hard planes of his chest, the firm butt…
"For a director, you got a pretty impressive physique, mister," she teased him just then.
"Well, I've had an entire lifetime of frustration to unload in the gym," he explained.
"Um… ok, I get it. And I like it. So, so much."
"I like your body, too… and more. So much, much more…" He cupped her breast, teasing the nipple as he was kissing her when… "Damn it!" he cursed because his phone started ringing all over again. "What time is it anyway?!" he asked as though he just now remembered that he had a movie to make and the both of them were probably already late to set.
Caitlin was disappointed when he moved away, leaving her body cold and way too needy. Then she was even more let down when he cursed again and got up, looking for his pants and throwing her way that they were, indeed, late and they had a kiss to film.
She totally forgot about that.
"Well, I least we won't have our first kiss in front of an entire crowd of people," she said when finally heaving herself up from the bed as well.
Harry actually chuckled when putting his shirt on and then he stilled.
"I think I need a shower first… Meet me on the set in ten?"
"I don't think I can make myself look presentable enough in barely ten minutes," she complained, putting her clothes back on and deciding she needed to head to her own trailer for a shower as well. If they took it together, they might end up engaging themselves in some funny business they so did not have the time for.
"Ok, I'll figure something up. Just hurry. And Snow…?" he asked her when she was just by the door.
"Yeah?" She turned around and he could swear she'd never looked so beautiful to him like she did now all disheveled, thoroughly kissed and fucked… And fuck, he had to stop thinking about that, because he needed his focus.
"Maybe we can pick this up later," he said since it was stronger than him. He just couldn't help it. He liked and desired her way too much.
She smiled at him radiantly and his breath was quite literally taken away. Then she finally left and he was still standing there like an idiot, staring after her.
When Caitlin finally showed up on the set, she was all jittery and breathless, trying not to pay attention to the looks the crew was probably giving her and as hell trying not to look at Harry. Though she felt his presence all right. In fact, it was overwhelming. She didn't even have to meet his eyes to know where he was, feeling flushed at the very memory of their first kiss the night before and what happened after… Oh, boy, she was truly screwed! She started wondering how actors dealt with on set romances, because for her it already felt exhausting.
Not that she regretted anything. If so, she was so, so fucking happy and couldn't stop thinking about the man. In fact, he was just about everything that she could think about; the movie, her role in it and her entire career somehow disappearing, flying away from her brain. But she couldn't live off of love, could she?
Wait… love? She wasn't sure they were actually there. And quite frankly, she didn't want to think about it too much because she was afraid it may all eventually end.
She was never the type to just have an illicit affair only for it to be over along with the movie. She was very constant in her affections, didn't get carried away by the moment… Well, except the night before, but she still didn't see it that way, because she'd wanted Harry long before that. In fact, if she were to be finally honest with herself, there was just something about him that she'd noticed the very moment she'd met him.
Before she knew it, her makeup was all done and the cameras were rolling and they had their big scene. And then something magical happened.
If Caitlin was afraid that she wouldn't be able to raise up to the challenge that day because of her feelings, she was wrong. In fact, they helped and a lot. Once she looked at Harry and Cisco screamed action since the director was otherwise occupied with playing in the scene, everything stopped mattering but them. They were perfect, acting so naturally it almost seemed surreal. And the kiss… his hands on her face, the gentle touch of his callused fingers, his breath on her cheeks as he finally got closer and their lips touched… it seemed magical to her. She never thought she would be able to forget about the people around her in such a scene, that she would be able to get carried away by the moment, disregarding all of those strangers staring and filming. Yet, she did.
When she heard cut, she noticed Harry smiling at her with sparks dancing in his eyes and then he nodded, letting her know she did a great job. They repeated the scene again just to be sure they got it all, but in the end there wasn't really much need for any retakes and therefore, their coming late to work that day didn't really delay anything.
During the short break, Caitlin finally managed to grab something to eat and barely had she swallowed the first bite, Iris sat down by her side, saying, "Talk, girl! Talk! Tell me all the details!" her voice not able to contain the excitement.
"Um… what do you mean?" Cait just asked, playing innocent. Then again, she didn't tell Iris about her night with Harry, so why would the woman even suspect anything?
"Oh, come on! If you and Wells showing up late to set today wasn't a clue enough, the noises you were making last night totally were!"
Caitlin choked on her food and needed to down an entire glass of water before she was finally able to breathe normally, her face crimson and it wasn't from the small accident. It was embarrassment.
"What?!" she gasped, never before in her life feeling so mortified.
"Don't worry! It's not as bad as it sounds!" Iris quickly followed with, lifting her hands up in a calming gesture. "It's just that I was looking for you last night. I wanted to ask about the scene we were gonna have together and then I came across Cisco and he was looking for Wells…"
"Oh my God!" Caitlin exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand and forgetting about her hunger and the food on the table altogether. "Cisco knows?!"
"Relax! We both saw what was happening long before you two hit it off! In fact, he was right when saying it would take you two much longer to spend the night together. I guess he knows Harrison all too well and he knows he wouldn't make any rushed…"
"Iris, rewind!" Caitlin stopped the woman right there. "What did you hear?"
"Oh, don't worry about that!" West waved her hand. "We just heard some noises that couldn't be mistaken for anything and… and then we left. That's all. We weren't trying to intrude or anything. We just happened to come across."
"Oh, God, just kill me now…" Caitlin groaned when leaning back in her seat and covering her face with her hands.
"Come again?" Harry was just asking Cisco, looking at his younger friend as though he was trying to kill him with his eyes, his hands set on his hips. Boss was clearly angry, that much Cisco already gathered up.
"Oh, it's nothing! We might've heard something, but it wasn't like we were spying! It was an accident!" the younger man was trying to explain himself. "Please, don't fire me!" he then pleaded in a changed voice as Harry was still glaring.
In the end, Wells just sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Who else knows?" he eventually asked.
"No one! I swear! Just me and Iris! And if I may…"
"You most certainly may not!" Harry quickly dismissed that, but his assistant continued anyway.
"…you two really make a great couple! I'm happy for you, Harry."
There was another sigh coming from the boss and Cisco hesitated, "What's wrong? Why are you acting like this? Aren't you happy? All those years we've known each other and I've never seen you react this way to any woman, not even your own wife, man! Seriously, Barry getting caught drunk was the best thing that could happen to this movie and to you! And you two… you look so good together!"
"It's not that simple, Cisco," Wells just said in the end when falling into his chair.
"Why the frack not?" Ramon wanted to know as he watched the older man release another heavy sigh. "If you love her and she loves you, just be together!"
"Let's see… for starters she's too young for me."
"And here I thought we lived in a free world and we could do anything we wanted!" Cisco said when directing himself to the exit. "Word of advice, Harry, stop thinking, ok? Because thinking too much never helped anyone. Just do what you feel is right, is all!"
"I am," Harry said to an empty room, his voice tired.
