After a particularly long week there wasn't a sound much sweeter than that of Harvey's apartment door shutting behind them. Harvey watched as Mike tossed his messenger bag on the floor, and flopped down into the couch, tossing his head back and letting out a heavy sigh of relief.
Harvey missed Mike, which probably sounded weird, considering they spent the better part of most days together, but being together at work wasn't the same as being together at home. He couldn't just kiss Mike at work whenever he pleased, couldn't run his fingers through his messy hair freely, like he could at home.
"I'm so damn tired," Mike said as he stifled back a yawn.
"Well maybe I can help wake you up," Harvey replied with a smirk, as he positioned himself on the couch next to Mike.
He grabbed onto Mike's tie and gently tugged at it, pulling him closer until their lips collided. He kissed him softly, gently, using his tongue to caress Mike's. Biting at Mike's lip and gently sucking on it playfully, and then he moved his mouth down his neck, placing kisses all along the length of it. Harvey moved his mouth back to Mike's, slithering his hand up the back of Mike's neck, and into his hair, grasping lightly at a handful of blond locks it and using them to push his head forward and closer to his own, deepening the kiss.
"Mmm..Harvey," Mike moaned, as Harvey climbed on top of him, straddling his legs.
Mike had started to move his hands down to Harvey's pants and was lazily working at the buckle while Harvey started to un-tuck Mike's shirt, undoing the buttons from bottom to top, stopping to kiss his bare skin as it was revealed. By the time Harvey had worked his way to the top he noticed Mike's eyes were now closed. Jesus, was this kid actually falling asleep on him?
Harvey reached up and cradled Mike's face in his hands, "Mike..Hey Mike..wake up," he whispered.
"I'm awake now," Mike said as his eyes blinked open and smiled sleepily at Harvey.
Harvey kissed Mike again, this time hard and with urgency, as if he could somehow kiss Mike awake. It didn't work of course, his eyes were closed again.
Feeling defeated, Harvey rolled off of Mike, and slouched down into the couch next to him, sighing heavily. He watched as Mike's chest rose and fell as he breathed; his mouth still hanging slightly open, Harvey's kiss still lingering on his lips.
He looked so peaceful and serene, and Harvey knew he could use the sleep, they both could, but Mike was definitely going to owe him one for this. For now though, sleep it was. Harvey draped his arm around Mike's neck and scooped the other one under his legs, lifting him up carefully and slowly, so he wouldn't wake him, though, Mike had just fallen asleep during a make-out session, he was pretty sure he could drop him on the floor and he wouldn't wake up, but nonetheless, he was still gentle about it.
He carried Mike into the bedroom and slowly lowered him to the bed, Mike let out a contented sigh in his sleep. Harvey pulled his shoes off and covered him with the blanket. He softly pressed his lips to Mike's forehead before pulling off his own shoes and climbing into bed. He reached over to the lamp next to the bed and watched the room quickly be doused in darkness, while he cuddled himself up next to Mike for the night.