A/N: Hi everyone!
I honestly can't believe how many people have read this, so thank you very much!
Here is the second date :) Chapters are related, but each can be read individually.
I'll be updating weekly, I already have the next two written and many other ideas. I hope you enjoy them!
And I think that's all, haha, I hope you like it! (and please remember that English is not my first language and I haven't a beta)
They finished their work early, there are still things in the remote work that don't finish organizing and many hours of work are lost doing nothing.
Harvey finishes a few minutes first that Donna and makes coffee for both of them and waits for her on the couch.
Donna sits next to him, snuggles up in her husband, and rests her head on the hollow of his neck.
"Hey..." Harvey says, hugging her.
"Hey." She whispers, hugging him too.
"Are you good?" He kisses her head.
"Yes, just tired." She shrugs. "You?" She asks, pulling her head back to look at him.
"Tired as well." He responds and kisses her lips. "I tried to do coffee with vanilla."
She giggles. "It can't be that you haven't learned yet."
"I keep trying, this is important."
"Yes, one point for you."
"Finally, I win something!" Donna rolls her eyes, but Harvey forces her to close them when he kisses her.
They drink the coffee watching the news for a few minutes, while drinking the coffee, but they take them off quickly.
It's still hard. Too overwhelming.
They decide to switch to a series and stay there for a while, their legs screwed and their heads side by side.
Donna is falling asleep, Harvey carefully approaches her to him, he loves that she falls asleep in his arms.
"I shouldn't sleep." She whispers.
"You're tired..." He says, taking off the hair of her face. "Sleep for a while."
"But… Don't let me sleep for more than an hour."
"Does that mean I can't fall asleep?"
She giggles. "Exactly."
"Ok..." He hugs her against him. "I can take care of you for a while."
She smiles. "Thank you."
Donna falls asleep within minutes with Harvey's hands stroking her hair and back.
He doesn't move from there for an hour until he whispers her name in her ear. She moves a little and hides her face in his chest.
"I hate waking you up, but if I don't, you're going to hate me."
"Yes, you're right" She chuckles "Did you stay here the whole hour?
"I told you I was going to take care of you."
"Your back, Harvey..." She says with concern and caresses his cheek. "I'm sorry."
"I'm ok."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am."
"Ok…" She says, a little less worry, and kisses him.
Donna sits on the couch, rubs her eyes, and stretches her arms.
"We can't spend the day here." She says.
Harvey sits next to her and passes his palm down her back.
"I want to tell you that your face doesn't say the same thing."
She giggles. "I know it." She stands up. "I'm going to wash my face. Could you make more coffee? You need more practice."
"Ok... But yours will always be better..."
"The Harvey I know doesn't give up." She says looking at him as one of her eyebrows rises. She kisses him on the cheek and goes to the bathroom.
Donna goes back to the kitchen and sits at the counter. Harvey gives her a coffee, she takes it in her two hands and smells it.t
"What shall we do? It's still early." She says.
"We don't have much choice." He says and drinks some of his coffee.
Donna drinks some coffee too. "It's better." She drinks some more. "Mhm... There are a lot of people who are tidying up their homes."
"Boring!"
"Come on, we've got to do something."
"But, we moved here less than 4 months ago. It's all on their places!"
She shrugs. "I'm sure my clothes need a review."
"Can you do it while I watch TV?"
"We could make it fun."
"Sorting can never be fun."
"Put me to the test." She finishes her coffee cup and gets off the counter. "You don't have a chance, come with me."
Harvey snorts without much enthusiasm but follows her.
They have a dressing room for both, a fairly long hallway, with clothes racks and shelves. One side for Donna, one side for Harvey. A small armchair, two mirrors, and a shared chest of drawers.
"This is super tidy, Donna!" Harvey complains.
But Donna doesn't care and approaches her dresses. She starts sorting them by color and Harvey leans against the wall, looking at her. Not what she's doing that really doesn't matter to him, but looking at her high-shot jean, and the way they highlight her ass… This is so much better.
He knows that this will be very boring if he lets her get tidy her stuff.
"How is this Marie Kondo thing? Wear on your clothes to see if it makes you happy?"
"I can assure you that all these dresses make me very happy."
"I must say, they make me very happy, too."
Donna turns her head, even with her hands on her hangers, so he can look at him as she giggles.
"But, some more than others." He approaches her. "For example this." He takes the white dress Donna wore the day she told her she'd work with him again.
"For something special?" She asks funny.
"That day you told me you were my secretary again. My Donna." He says by moving her hair from her shoulder and supporting his chin there, as he hugs her with his hand on the side of her body. "And it was like I felt in balance again."
She smiles and puts her hand on his. "For me, it was, too." She sighs. "It was always hard to be away from you." She admits.
He kisses her cheek. "Do you wear it for me?" He pauses. "Just to check if it keeps making me happy."
She laughs. "You're an idiot!"
Donna takes the hanger with the white dress and begins to walk away from him, to get out of the dressing room.
"Excuse me... What are you doing? As far as I know, this is a dressing room, plus you know you can do it in front of me? There's nothing I haven't seen and enjoyed before."
"Does that mean I must forget about tidying up?"
"Come on, did you really want to do it?"
She shrugs. "Maybe..."
"It's healthier to have some fun. Especially in this context."
"Ok, but..." She pauses. "Today is our weekly date day and I know you're not only going to make me wear a dress just."
"If we are going to reinvent our dates, we can make them not just a dinner. Right?" He takes her from the waist. "I mean, I have a very beautiful wife and I'd like to enjoy more than just a meal."
"The first date wasn't just a meal."
"And this isn't going to be just about dresses."
She smiles rogue. "Ok... Only if we then eat Thai in bed."
"Really?" He snorts.
"Do you want me to wear dresses for you? That's the price."
"Do you always have to win?"
"Yes, of course."
"Ok, deal." He says and kisses her. "Wear your dress, I want to see you."
Donna feels her cheeks turn red and feels like a teenager.
Yes, she feels comfortable with her body and with him, and it's true that Harvey has seen her change her clothes countless times. But there's something about the fact that he's looking at her, and just looking at her, that makes her tremble.
Harvey sits in the small armchair they have there and she bites her lower lip.
"Ok, this is weird." She says.
"Is it?"
"To be honest, I never did a strip-tease."
"I don't want that." He clarifies. "I just want to see you."
Donna doesn't say anything, starts by taking off a sweater she wears and leaves it aside.
She takes off her shirt and Harvey smiles when he sees that she is wearing one of his favorite bras. Black, lace, with transparencies.
"You know not all dresses go with all the underwear, right?"
"Can you get carried away?"
"Ok..." She says and takes off her pants
Her panties match her bra and Harvey already feels the enthusiasm between his legs.
Moving his index finger, Harvey asks her to approach him, and Donna does it. Harvey raises his hands behind her thighs and leaves a gentle kiss on her abdomen. She closes her eyes when he does it and puts her hands on his neck, playing with his hair.
"God… You're beautiful." He raises his head a little, without releasing her, and looks her in the eye, resting his chin on her skin.
She smiles at him. "I thought you wanted me to put on my dress." She says and feels his nose crawling on her skin.
"Yes, please." He whispers on her skin, as he affectionately squeezes her thighs.
Donna walks away just a pair of steps away, to put on her dress and Harvey doesn't stop staring at her for a second.
"You know you don't have to do it sexily... You're sexy anyway."
She smiles at him with a little shame. "I'm just wearing on a dress."
"And you're sexy."
Donna finishes adjusting her dress, Harvey stands up, takes her hand, and makes her spin.
"You know, besides the day you were in my condo, drinking my scotch in that dress and what you told me..." He pauses and approaches her. "And even though you have dresses much sexier than this..." He gives her a short kiss on her lips. "This hugs your body and curves in a way that makes me feel crazy. And I love your hair highlighting with the white."
She bites her lower lip as he puts his palms on her waist, from behind and brings her even closer to him.
"So… I stay with this?"
"Mhm…" He arranges her hair behind her ears and takes her by her jaw, stroking her cheeks with his thumbs. "I don't know."
She giggles. "You have very little determination, sir."
He shrugs and feels her fingers moving on his spin. "Maybe… It's hard to let go of you.." She smiles and kisses him. "But… Yes. I know what dress I want now."
Donna raises her eyebrows. "Which one?"
Harvey spins her in her arms so that they can both stand in front of Donna's side of the dressing room. He hugs her by the abdomen and she has her hands on him.
"You have to guess..." He says.
She laughs and immediately lets go of him, to take two dresses, one in each hand.
Donna turns around with the burgundy dress with cape and a green dress with a cut on the right leg.
"It wasn't just one time I wore this dress that you looked at me in my eyes." She says lifting up a little the burgundy dress. "And this dress… you looked down." She squints her eyes, teasing him. "You want the green first."
"How do you know?"
"You prefer my tits and this one highlights them too much." She says, getting him. "You want to finish this one."
He smiles." You're right about everything... except for the last you said. After these two, you're going to wear the last one for me. You didn't take it."
Donna squinting her eyes again, looking at her dresses.
"Mhm…"
"You don't know?"
"I guess that no." She frowns.
"Another point for me today."
"Enjoy the victory, it lasts a short time."
"I'd rather enjoy you." He takes the dresses out of her hands and spins her again, to slowly lower the zip.
Donna wears the green dress and then, the burgundy. Harvey keeps looking at her all the time and she has to admit, though she had thought this idea was a little silly, she feels increasingly excited about this.
She's back in her underwear. He sits on the couch, and she stands in front of him. Harvey's hands hold her buttocks, with his palms covering them and his nose gently moves over her black panties.
"Harvey…" She sighs, losing a little stability to the sensation, looking for his shoulders.
"I got you." She feels him smiling between her legs, while he raises his hands a little to give her stability with his hands at her waist. "I would never let you go." He whispers against her skin.
Donna caresses his head with her hands and Harvey's fingers open on her waist. He continues to move his nose between her slit and she feels wet, her legs are loose, and wants to overcome before him, but he doesn't let her.
"Relax..." He whispers and kisses her at the start of her slit. "We'll get anywhere you want." He says and passes his tongue slowly from bottom to top, above the lace. Donna's knees flex instinctively and he holds her tightly, making her stand. "You can't deny that this is more fun than tidying up." He says giving her wet kisses on her tights. She giggles in the middle of a sigh and Harvey climbs with his hands up to her breasts, raising his head to look at her. "I could have you like this for me all day and I wouldn't be bored." He says and kisses her down from her belly button to her center, she pulls his hair and drops forward, but Harvey quickly lowers his hands to hold her. "You're sensitive..." He whispers with his lips glued on her.
"I must admit, I really liked you looking at me." She tells him, with her eyes closed and feeling as he moves his nose again over her.
"I want to look at you one more time." He says raising his head.
"What dress do you want?"
"Mike and Rachel's wedding dress..."
She smiles. "Only if you kiss me first." Harvey smiles at her and stands up, takes her by the back of her head, and kisses her desperately, making her walk backward, until locking her against the wall. "Do you really want me to wear my dress?" She asks, dragging her fingernails down his back, over his T-shirt. She feels his moan on her ear and presses her hips against his.
"Yes..." He whispers in her ear. "Do it."
"Let me go…"
But, Harvey doesn't do it, he starts kissing down her neck and if he doesn't slow down soon, Donna really won't have any intention of wear that dress.
"Harvey..." She moans and he looks at her. "Bring the dress, you'll do it."
Harvey's eyes get darker and after kissing her one more time, he approaches to look for the dress.
He walks towards her, who is still waiting for him against the wall. He's trying to understand how the dress works, the strips get tangled up in his hands.
"You can do it from my feet." She tells him. "But… First." She unbuttons her bra. "This dress doesn't need it." And she takes off it.
The instant he sees his erect nipples, he despairs of touching them, but if he lets go of the dress he'll have a problem again. Why were those clothes so complicated? And why do they look so good in her?
Harvey finally can accommodate the dress in his hands and kneels with his right knee on the ground, in front of her. He takes her by her left calf, pressing his fingers there and doing her put her leg inside the dress. He does the same with the other leg and shakes Donna's hand, so she can separate a little from the wall. Still holding her hand and with his other hand taking the dress, he covers with kisses her legs, and God, Donna wouldn't wear that dress if it were up to her.
"You're making it very difficult for me, you know? Usually, right now you should take off my clothes." She says, bothering him and touching her boobs with her hands.
"You're enjoying it." He responds and starts to slowly raise the dress by her legs and her hips, letting the dress caress her skin softly. He stands in front of her, holding the dress under her breast.
He gives wet kisses on both boobs and plays a while with her nipples and his tongue, Donna leans back against the wall, dropping her head back and closing her eyes.
He hears her moan softly and his boxers already squeeze too tightly.
When he looks up at her face, Donna has her lips slightly open, and she lowers her hand down his body. She opens his jeans and inserts her hand, to caresses him out, and feels his cock hard in her hand.
"No..." He whispers to her. "I need to put this on." He says moving her hand over there. Donna snorts, but she quits.
Harvey finishes accommodating her dress and stays for a few seconds looking at her.
"You look so beautiful." He says, honestly.
"Thank you, Harvey." She responds.
"Look at you..." He takes her hand and makes her stand in front of the mirror, moves her hair to her right shoulder, and rests his palm in the middle of her back.
"I'd rather you look at me." She tells him, looking for his eyes in the mirror.
"Yes?" He asks, passing his index finger in the hollow of her spine.
"Yes." She responds in the middle of a sigh.
"You know..." He says as he's still moving his finger. "That night I knew. I knew I'd been an idiot who lost too many years denying everything I felt." He pauses and Donna takes his free hand with hers, letting them both lean on her hips. "And still I couldn't, we had hurt ourselves so much..." He raises his finger down her neck and reaches her shoulder. "I wanted so much to touch the skin on your back that night. I wanted so much that you just felt like you weren't crazy, that you were right to kiss me." Donna is surprised at this, but she lets him go on."I spent so many years wanting to touch you, Donna." He sighs. "And not only because of touching you... I wanted to touch you to make you feel good, loved, protected..."
Donna squeezes his fingers in her hand, how can she be so horny and emotional at the same time? That man.
"It took me many years to give you what you deserved, and I still don't know if I'm what you deserve."
Donna interrupts him. "You're more than that, Harvey." She says. "I promise you." Raise his hand with hers and kisses his knuckles.
Harvey lowers his hand down her back and hugs her on the other side of her hips, resting his limb against her ass.
"Donna... I wish I had done it sooner, and I'm going to regret it all my life." He kisses her shoulder. "But, we're here now and the world is falling apart and all I want to do is be with you, love you, and take care of you."
Donna dries a tear with her fingers and gets some air so she can talk. "I always felt cared for by you. I know you did the best you could." She makes his arms hug her tighter. "You've got me here now and I'm not going anywhere. You know... I always thought I could do it alone, with everything, but it's good for me to be able to share my burdens with you... and feel cared for by you... and take care of you. I love you Harvey, and I want you to touch me every day of our lives. I want you to keep putting your hand on my waist when we wake up, keep caressing me when we look at TV, keep taking my hand every time you can, hug me, kiss me… I want everything with you, Harvey." She turns and kisses him, taking him by his cheeks and he clings her to his body with his arms at her waist.
"I love you, Donna."
She smiles. "You know what else do I want?"
"What?"
"Let me shout your name over and over again." She says in his ear. "You've played too much with me."
Harvey kisses her and makes her walk backward, this time to the dresser, and lifts her to sit there. Donna starts pulling the straps off the dress by her shoulders.
"Leave it..." He begs her.
"Do you like me with this dress?" She asks by putting her hand back in his crotch. "Apparently… Yes." She says, scratching with the tips of her fingers gently on the cloth of the boxer. With her other hand, she lowers his pants and falls to his ankles, presses the palm of her hand and he moans her name, dropping his forehead on her shoulder.
"Let me take this off." He tells her, touching the elastic of her panties. She just gets up a little so he can do it and also takes off his boxers.
Donna takes him between her hand, moving her fingers up and down, while Harvey makes her pull up one of her legs on the drawer and drags two fingers into her lips.
"It seems to like me looking at you..." He says, still moving his fingers, feeling her wet.
"Harvey, I need you." She begs, looking at him in the eye.
Harvey kisses her, while still touching her...
"Do you need me?" He whispers on her lips.
"I need you." She says again.
Harvey aligns herself to her and holds her leg up, Donna seeks balance by holding on to his shoulders, and while still looking into her eyes, she feels him entering her body.
She sighs, dropping her head on his chest and he waits for her, moving his free hand on her back.
Donna moves her hips, permitting him to do it.
"Look at me…" He asks.
Donna lifts her head a little and he starts moving when their eyes reconnect.
She feels Donna's fingernails nailing to his neck as the speed increases and he swears that she is the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.
"Without a doubt, this is my favorite dress now." He tells her on her lips.
"I don't think I can wear it again without thinking about this." And she drowns a groan on his lips. "Harvey, more." She begs him.
Harvey listens to her and increases the speed of his hips, carries his free hand between her legs and when he starts to touch her clit with his fingers in circles, she bites his shoulder, dropping again, and moans his name on his ear.
"Come… I'm here." He whispers agitated.
And Donna can't take it anymore, she gets rid of it, whining on his shoulder and when she starts to calm down, he spills into her.
Harvey clings to her with everything he has and she caresses her neck, giving him time to come down from pleasure.
"Yes, I'll never be able to wear this dress again without being able to think of anything other than you inside me."
He smiles on her shoulder, moves his thumbs on her back, and moves his head a little to look at her. "I love you, Donna. You know that, don't you?"
She smiles and presses her lips against him. "You make me feel that all the time, don't get any more punished with that." She whispers by rubbing his lips with her lips. "I love you too, Harvey." She clings to his nape and kisses him.
Later, Harvey wears a boxer and T-shirt in bed, Donna joins him in a nightgown and sits next to him.
"I imagine you'll wear something else to go get the food, won't you?"
"You're not going to leave me a choice, you're not going down."
"I like that you understand how this works." She says giggling and kisses him.
The doorbell interrupts them, Harvey goes looking for food and Donna looks for wine and glasses in the kitchen to wait for him in bed.
"You know I'd never eaten in bed until you made me do it for the first time, right?"
"Of course I know." She giggles and opens the blankets so he can sit next to her. "I'm making you a little more fun."
"Uhu... I wasn't?"
"Mhm... I never got bored with you, not even the longest night we spent in the middle of a thousand files."
He smiles. "Really?"
"Really." She smiles back. "Give me my food, I'm starving."
"Then ... Can you say you have more fun now?"
"What?"
"I've never seen you so hungry after reading files."
Donna bursts into a laugh and Harvey laughs too.
"Yes, I prefer adult entertainment."
"I like that we agree."
"Yes... But can I have my food?"
"You are insatiable." He says and gets her the food
"And you know it." She winks at him and grabs her food. "So… I passed my test?" She asks, opening her food box.
"Test?"
"About sorting…"
Harvey raises the side of his lips and denies it with his head. "You really think you didn't?"
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