Pulling her key out of her bra, Kamryn unlocked the front door. She walked into the house, smiling when she saw JJ on the couch. Her gf had used work as an excuse not to attend the events and, as jealous as Kam was, she knew the Unit Chief needed the time. There were always files to look at and work to do. Sighing, she closed the front door, locking it before walking into the living room.

She looked JJ over and took in every detail. JJ was sitting on the couch, legs stretched out to rest on the large ottoman in front of her. The TV was playing a movie with the volume turned down, there were files stacked beside her and on the floor, and Kamryn could see the empty plate from her lunch. Wearing only a thin tank top and shorts, JJ was the picture of a perfect Sunday morning.

Kamryn tossed her heels onto JJ’s lap and the crackle of paper filled the air. Ignoring JJ’s protest, Kam threw herself onto the large couch, sprawling out on the other side. She’d bought a huge corner couch because they had a lot of friends, but she spent most of her time laying down while JJ stared at her with the same amused expression she wore now.

“That wasn’t very nice,” JJ scolded her. She watched as Kam rolled onto her stomach, arm and leg spilling over the edge of the couch. “Why would you throw your shoes at me?”

“Because I wanted to.” Kam stuck her tongue at JJ. The blonde’s eyebrows shot up. “I had a really bad day. I’m allowed to throw things.”

JJ snorted and shook her head. “Not at me. Not like that.”

Kam didn’t want to ask for JJ to ruin her, exhaust her body and mind, but that’s what she wanted. It always felt a little silly to say, ‘hey, can I go into my subspace and will you take care of me?’ That was something they were still working on. Thankfully, JJ knew her better than she knew herself

Picking up Kamryn’s shoes, she tossed them aside and pointed a sharp finger at her girlfriend “You’ve been home for two minutes and you’re already acting like a brat. I’m in for an annoying afternoon, aren’t I?”