The two happily connected their mouths. Both men were surprised by the intensity of the kiss. They took it slow but neither could deny the fire burning in their bellies. With all the logic Mike could muster, he held out his hand for his friend to take. The smile on the older man's face gave him enough confidence to lead him straight to his bedroom after taking a brief moment to close his son's bedroom door to just a crack. He'd be lying if he said he knew Harvey would pin him up against the wall as soon as he closed his door but he'd also be lying if he said didn't love it. The way Harvey was attacking his neck and taking off his clothes assured him that they both wanted the same thing until Harvey abruptly halted his advances. He knew it took all of his willpower to stop the interrogation the man had going on his neck if his blown pupils were anything to go by.
"Are you sure you want this?"
It wasn't necessarily the question that stopped Mike in his tracks; it was the care in which the question was delivered. Mike honestly couldn't even think of enough words to describe how much he wanted this. He whispered out a faint "absolutely," and Harvey searched his face for a brief moment before he must have found what he was looking for because he smiled that predatory smile that made Mike's knees go weak and launched at him again. Mike lead their tangled bodies slowly over to the bed and made sure to get both of them fully stripped before continuing. Mike got on top o Harvey and aligned their bodies to elicit the most beautiful moan he has ever heard come out of Harvey's mouth. They were both achingly hard and the friction was more than welcomed by both men so Mike couldn't hold the whimper that betrayed him when Harvey spryly flipped their positions and smirked down at him with a look akin to a hungry lion. He prepared for a passionate onslaught but was ill prepared when Harvey slowly traced his body with his hands as if he wanted to memorize every contour. The light, feathery kisses he applied on his way weren't helping the butterflies growing in his stomach. By the time Harvey made it down past his waist it took every ounce of sanity he still had left to lift Harvey's chin when his warm, moist mouth perfectly surrounded him. The look in Harvey's eyes at the rejection had Mike quick to defend his actions. He easily elaborated with a quiet, "not this time," and by some miracle both men understood each other's ideas with minimal words. The curt nod he received from the older man was all he needed from the older man to once again confirm that they both wanted the same thing. Mike directed Harvey with a "bottom drawer" as he began to get off the bed. Mike knew that Harvey would always continue to catch him off guard and surprise him in the best ways. One of these ways was definitely the gently manner and devotion he put into spreading him open and keeping the rhythm slow. He knew the man probably wanted anything but to take the extra time but one look at his face left him astonished because he looked like he'd be content to do this all night. He felt the blush creep up his neck and hooded eyes met his with an intimate smile and Mike couldn't imagine anything could make this moment better. That look was enough to tell Mike all the things he knew Harvey is feeling but has a hard time saying aloud and he imagined the way his face contorted with a too wide smile said everything right back to him as well. The continued eye contact should have been awkward in it own right but judging by the noises that filtered into his brain, neither of them were anything other than completely blissful and pleased. Harvey grabbed the bedspread and tenderly wiped them both clean since he looked over to find his rookie seemed to already be fast asleep. He chuckled and crawled back into bed prepared to do just as Mike was but he heard the kid whisper something.
"What's that?" Harvey prompted.
"Boxers," Was the hoarse reply he received.
He took the hint and threw the tangled up boxers at Mike's head and slid his on as well. Laughter overtook him as he got a look at Mike's face as he pulled the underwear off of his face. He sobered up and was caught by self-doubt as he stood over a peaceful Mike. His hesitancy didn't go unnoticed and he was affronted with blue eyes so he quietly asked the question he wasn't sure he wanted an answer to. "Do you want me to leave?" The grabby hands Mike made were enough to bring him back and brush off his insecurities with a muttered, "I just slept with a child" that lacked all heat and sounded a little too fond to his own ears. The beam he received as he slid into the awaiting arms was enough to relax him and swiftly have him drifting off to sleep in the best way imaginable, sated and cuddled by the man he cares for.