Caught In Bliss

Misbehavior

Another month had come and gone on the Wynonna set. The cast and crew fell into their normal schedules like clockwork as they excitedly awaited the final scripts. It was Saturday morning in Calgary as the sun broke through the sky and beamed into the home below. Kat had been asleep on her stomach, her head slightly turned and mouth gently agape. Dom had stretched only to find her hand meeting warm skin. She groaned, opening her eyes as her fingers ran along Kat's bare back. Every morning she'd awake like this became torture. The brunette knew that Kat enjoyed her place to be freezing cold, but Dom had convinced her these last few nights to keep the air off and in turn, the redhead just slept without her shirt on. And soon enough she ended up in just her bra and panties.

The two hadn't been intimate in a long while. A very long and agonizing while. Dom laid on her back, staring up at the ceiling before she pulled her hand back to herself. Kat had somehow found a way to be content with the lack of intimacy between them, handling what she needed to back in Toronto without upsetting the brunette. But Dom figured, if she had to go through one more day without touching the woman her entire body was going to explode.

"Ugh." Dom groaned, kicking her feet as Kat shifted at her side. "Ugh." Dom whined louder, turning towards the redhead who had moved once more, opening her eyes to find the hazel ones gazing back.

"Baby...."

"Don't baby me." Dom crossed her arms as Kat tried to adjust to the new day. The redhead was hot, her body temperature-wise had been on fire.

"Dommie what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Dom mocked, poking out her bottom lip as Kat closed her eyes for a second.

"Did I do something?"

"Did I do something?" Dom repeated as Kat buried her face into the sheets below her. She could feel the bed shift as Dom sat up, another sound drifting from the brunette's lips.

"Okay, I'll ask. Tell me." Kat reached up, touching her own forehead before her brow furrowed as she focused back on the brunette. "Tell me please." There was a softness that carried itself in the taller woman's voice. A sound that reminded the brunette of the savory whispers which would linger near her ear, or the pants that followed. God, the brunette couldn't stop thinking about being under the woman.

"It's nothing." Dom grumbled, crossing her arms as Kat stretched to smooth her hand against the woman's arm. One second Dom had been trying to convey her sexual frustration and the next her face had dropped.

"What?" Kat asked just as the brunette's hand fell over the taller woman's brow.

"You're hot."

"I know." Kat chuckled as the brunette's face dropped.

"No, as in you're burning up." Dom focused on the sweat that made its home near the redhead's hairline.

"Oh yeah, it's because you don't like the air conditioner."

"No, I think it's because you have a fever."

"I would know if I had a fever." Kat tried to counter but pondered to herself if that's why she felt a bit tired and loopy last night. Dom placed both of her hands against the woman's face, running her palms along her cheeks before she studied the woman in her grip.

"Do you have a thermometer?"

"I'm not sick." Kat whined.

"Oh be quiet."

"Well you're bossy." The redhead watched as Dom climbed from the mattress, carrying herself into the bathroom to check the cabinets above and below the sink. Kat groaned, knowing she had to have been warm because of the air being off and nothing else. As she sat up against the headboard, Dom proudly walked back into the room with a small device in her grip. "I'm not sick," Kat stated once more.