They were woken up by the sunlight creeping through the window.
Harrison heard Caitlin grumble before she mumbled something about how he should've closed the curtains before he'd gone to sleep and then she turned on her back and put a pillow over her face, desperate to get more sleep.
He only chuckled in response, also lying on his back, his head cocked in her direction, his eyes devouring her glorious body, admiring her beauty. She was simply perfect and he still had trouble both understanding and believing why she would choose him. Then again, he should stop, because she told him she was in love with him and wanted to be with him no matter what. He should just hold on to that. He would respect her wish, of course, because quite frankly, he had no strength to fight those feelings of his anymore. He felt so happy that he even started wondering when was the last time he'd experienced something remotely similar and couldn't come up with anything. It was just his luck, to finally know how real love felt like in his forties. Well, better late than never, right?
"I like to wake up at dawn," he finally said, offering her his explanation. "I like to hit the gym before work."
"Well, if you want to continue to sleep with me, you're gonna have to let that one go," she informed him and he chuckled again. She was cute even when she was complaining.
After a moment, he reached out his hand and ran if down her exposed thigh, enjoying the smooth skin he felt underneath his fingertips.
"You are so beautiful," he told her as his hand rested on her knee briefly before going back to her hip.
"Gee, I hope it's not my only good quality."
"Oh, God, no," he immediately assured her. "You're so talented that you never cease to amaze me," he added, reaching to her breast for a change, cupping it and running his finger over the nipple, watching it peak and in the same time hearing her gasp softly. "I am so in love with you, Caitlin Snow," he confessed before finally shifting his body, taking the pillow from her face and kissing her for good morning. "I think I fell for you instantly the moment you walked into my audition," he spoke against her lips.
She hummed in appreciation, clearly placated, so he took that as an invitation and moved towards her, bracing himself on his forearms as his body covered her own and he settled between her already opened legs. He kissed her some more before making his way down to pay attention to her breasts and then her stomach as he dipped his tongue into her navel, hearing her giggle and then feeling her bury her hands in his hair as he moved even lower, needing to taste her. Once he pressed his lips against her core and dipped his tongue there, she started squirming and it didn't take much for him before she was trashing on the bed, calling his name restlessly until he made her come.
He didn't give her any respite when making his way back up her body, kissing her lips again and then finding his way in, immediately sheathed inside her all the way, beginning a round two as he made love to her in deep and powerful strokes.
Soon enough, she didn't even know her own name as he rendered her unable to form any coherent thought or sentence. All that mattered was this wonderful man, his arms around her, him moving inside her.
This was heaven to her.
It didn't take much for Iris and Cisco to put two and two together and figure out that their boss and Caitlin finally hit it off. Not every member of the crew realized what was going on as they hadn't actually come out as a couple officially, but those two were so close to them both that they picked up on it immediately. Gone was the tension between Snow and Wells as they somehow seemed more intimate with each other without even having to touch or kiss. Though they did touch some more and it was Iris who noticed. It wasn't anything significant, at least not to any guy's eye like Cisco's, but she saw the hand that lingered a little bit too long on the small of Caitlin's back as Harry guided her somewhere or one that rested on his own shoulder when she sat down next to him to talk, run over their lines or eat something.
"I couldn't be happier for you two," Iris finally expressed her feelings regarding the couple and winked at Caitlin once they were briefly left alone.
"How…? Is it that obvious?" Caitlin just had to ask, clearly bothered by that fact.
"Don't worry, girl, not to everyone."
"That's so cool, dude!" Cisco, on the other hand, was just talking to Harry. "I knew you two could be so good together!"
"Ramon, will you please keep your voice down and leave this piece of news to yourself? I don't want a scandal on my set, ok? Let's finish the movie first."
"So you're actually confirming it! Man, awesome! The chemistry between you two… yeah, I saw it from a mile away that very first day!"
Days started to pass by unusually fast and before they knew it, they almost arrived at filming the ending of the movie which would be emotionally draining for both Harrison and Caitlin, so they did their best to prepare.
This morning Caitlin hoped not to think about the devastating scenes waiting for her ahead, so she counted on some quality time with Harry in bed, but once she woke up and reached to the other side, she found it empty.
She frowned, finally opening her eyes and noticing the curtains closed, but him gone anyway. Probably headed to the gym, she thought, frustrated that he was so used to getting up at dawn that the dimmed room didn't do much to prevent him from it.
Well, she still wanted him, so she got up as well and after a brief visit in the bathroom, she left the trailer in search of the gym.
The room wasn't so hard to find and the only person working out there at this hour was Harry. That was just great, she decided, closing the door behind her and turning the key in the lock.
He was currently pummeling the punching bag and he never looked hotter to her as he just stood there in his jersey, already wet from sweat. He must've been there for quite some time.
He didn't notice her until she made her way to him and reached out, sliding her hands underneath the shirt and touching his back. He stilled just then and slowly turned around, surprised to see her.
"Snow?" he asked, but instead of saying anything, she just cupped his face and started kissing him.
He gave in, kissing her right back and hot for a while before moving away just as she slid her hands underneath his jersey again, this time touching his taut stomach.
"What are you doing?" he asked in perplexity.
"What does it look like?" she answered with a question and pulled on his jersey until he allowed her to take it off. She just couldn't get enough of the sight of his shining now and perfectly chiseled chest.
"Shouldn't I take a shower first?"
"We'll take it together. After," she dismissed his suggestion and this time when she pressed herself against him, he didn't have it in him to oppose anymore, so instead he turned them around until her back was against the wall.
She moaned, feeling him already hard against her abdomen and she pulled on his shorts, freeing him from the confine of them while he touched her breasts through the thin fabric of her summer dress and then lifted her leg up so she would wind it around his hip. He didn't waste any time when entering her and immediately started fucking her, both of them going crazy with desire.
Completely taken by the moment and lost within each other, none of them noticed the door opening. Caitlin might have turned the key, but she had no way of knowing that the lock was broken. A shocked Ronnie Raymond stood there as he just wanted to get some workout done before his stunts that day.
At first he was hit with blind fury, seeing the woman he was pining for, the woman he wanted to have so badly it hurt, in the arms of someone else. And what was worse, that someone was not just any random guy, but it was actually the director of the movie itself. It was enough to make him question why she was actually fucking him. She couldn't have feelings for him, could she? She probably wanted a launch to her career and that made him realize she was just another spoilt actress who stopped at nothing to get what she wanted. And here he thought she was different!
Without hesitation, he reached for his phone, snapped a picture before they would notice him and retreated quietly, ready for his revenge.