A/N:
Hey there :) This idea came from a mmooresrafferty's tweet and it's just smut, but I know we all enjoy some plotless smut sometimes, so here it is.
As always, remember that English is not my first language and I do the best I can here :)
Set during season 9
It's too late when Harvey arrives at his condo that night, exhaustion and tension weighing on his shoulders and mind, preventing him from thinking clearly. The scotch glasses he drank in the office probably have something to do with it too, he thinks, but he doesn't mind too much, because he pours one more in the dark of his home and drinks it in one sip. He leaves the glass on the cart and heads to his room.
For a moment, he thinks about calling Donna. It really sucks to sleep away from her, but he assumes that she will be sleeping and doesn't know if it's okay to wake her up just to sleep with her. For God's sake, he feels like a stupid teenager since he shares a loving relationship with that woman. He pulls his phone out of his jacket pocket and looks up her number, but puts it back before doing anything. If he wakes her up, he will feel guilty. He simply makes a mental note of talking about these unforeseen events with her, because it certainly wouldn't bother him to arrive late at his home and that she is sleeping in his bed. In fact, he would love that.
Harvey feels too locked in his mind and realizes that he's wandering too much and that he's still at the door of his room. He shakes his head for a moment and climbs the step to head there, loosening the tie knot.
"Yes, your honor. I'm guilty." Donna says, standing in the opposite corner of the room and Harvey must take a second to process that Donna is there, wrapped in a light pink silk robe, barefoot and with loose hair. And when the light comes on, he discovers something more: Her look is full of desire.
"Under what chargers?" he asks, immediately feeling extra tension inside his pants.
"Exhibitionism." Donna's voice is hoarse, a few octaves lower than normal, as she unties the noose of her robe and then lets it slide over her body until it forms a puddle around her feet.
Harvey swallows dry because he certainly didn't expect that. His eyes fall at the same rate as her robe slips over her body and feels his cock contracting at a particular detail. Donna is fully shaved. Completely. And while that she has hair on her body isn't something that bothers him at all, being able to see her slit completely clean and somewhat wet several steps away is something that gives him an extra blow. He had only seen her like this at the other time, and the memories appear quickly reproduced in his mind.
"And are you here without a lawyer? If you can't afford one, the state will provide the service." He says, trying to keep his composure, and walking slowly towards her.
"I was thinking of something less traditional, just between you and me." She responds, dropping her arms to the sides of her body.
"Something like what?" he snores and takes one last step to be in front of her.
"I don't know. I assumed that would be the judge's responsibility to determine." She murmurs, lowering her gaze to his lips.
"Okay," he says, letting the corners of his lips rise with some malice, as he surrounds her by the waist to gently push her against his body. Her hands land on his shoulders and she tilts to look for his mouth, but he moves slightly back and she snorts, "So you like to exhibit yourself, miss?"
"That's right, especially in front of judges as sexy as you." She hums, feeling Harvey's hands reach her butt, digging his fingers there and separating her buttocks.
"Okay," he clears his throat, separating himself a little from her with a clear idea in mind. "Lie down on the bed, on your back, just as you feel comfortable, and close your eyes."
Donna nods, enjoying his gaze down to her slit again, and does what he asks. Meanwhile, Harvey looks for a vibrator and places it next to her on the mattress.
"Are you going to play rough, huh?" Donna asks, raising an eyebrow.
"You have asked for it." He answers, standing in front of the bed. "Or are you going to back out now?"
"With you? Never."
"Good." He smirks. "But I said close your eyes, so do it." Donna nods and closes her eyes, and even with her eyes closed, she can feel Harvey's gaze running through her skin, making her feel horny. And the feeling is accentuated when, after clearing his throat, he begins to speak with a tone of voice too low. "Take a deep breath in and relax," he murmurs, watching as her body swells slightly, as he finishes removing his tie. "You feel vulnerable being naked in front of me, but also makes you feel horny because you love to know that I'm seeing at you right now, feeling so exposed that makes your pussy get wet." And when he mentions the word pussy, Donna presses her legs tightly, because damn if she already feels wet, but he clicks his tongue. "No. Get your knees up, spread your legs."
"Fuck," she growls and does what he asks.
"Excuse me, what did you say?" he asks seriously, unbuckling his belt.
"Nothing." She murmurs, knowing that he is stripping naked.
"Okay." He chuckles. "Spread your legs wider. I wanna see you completely exposed to me as if you were waiting for me." Donna does it and Harvey groans involuntarily, seeing as she finishes opening her pussy in front of him. He may notice the extra moisture, her lips slightly swollen, and her clitoris starting to protrude between her lips. She smiles mischievously at hearing him moan and he says nothing for several seconds, in which he simply finishes removing his clothes, enjoying the sight, until he's completely naked in front of her, with his semi-hard cock.
"Are you still there or–?
"You haven't been called to testify. You must keep yourself silent." Harvey says immediately, cupping his cock and his balls at the same time, enjoying how she struggles not to answer him. "Good girl." He growls, putting pressure on the base of his growing dick. "Will you do everything the judge tells you?" Donna nods. "Now I want to listen to you."
"I'll do, your honor." She responds, almost panting, still with her eyes closed.
"Fine." He grunts as he starts to go down and up with his hand on his dick. "Go down with your fingertips, gently running the sides of your body until your breasts. Don't touch your nipples yet and just go down to your stomachache, reach your inner thighs until your knees… Slowly, run your fingers to your thighs again, softy touching the outside of your pussy, and go the way back to your breasts." Harvey indicates, in a pausing way, to let her slide her fingers into every inch of her skin, enjoying seeing her skin begin to sweat and get kinda red by the feeling of internal heat. "Oh, fuck." Harvey grunts as her fingers reach her breasts again. "Put your nipples between your fingers and give them a little pinch." Donna does, and in doing so a soft moan escapes her lips, and her waist arches a little. "Like this," he hums, pressing the tip of his cock, which begins to dripping. "Pinch them on, vary the pressure, but make them get pretty hard for me." Donna does, pinching her nipples between her fingers over and over again, enjoying the sensation and feeling as her nipples get harder, her pussy gets wet more and more. "Pull them off." Donna starts to do it before he finishes saying it, pulling both nipples at once, stretching them as far as she can, reaching the limit where it hurts a little, but she enjoys it as well. "Release them and do it again." And she does. "Fuck, Donna." He grunts, tapping his cock against his lower belly. "Cup your breasts on your hands and squeeze them. I wanna see red marks on your milky skin." Donna can't help but moan her boyfriend's name while doing it and this time Harvey doesn't complain. He's really enjoying it. Donna doing what he asks makes him insanely horny. Donna already feels her pussy throbbing and needs that man to tell her to direct her hand toward her legs, because holy shit, following his orders so exposed in front of him, is making everything in her body feel fucking hot. "What's the matter? That pretty pussy is craving attention?" he asks, making fun of her and she opens her eyes, killing him with one look. "Eyes closed." He says, and she closes them again, but not before watching him masturbate his tough cock. "Okay… You can do it." She deeply exhales. "Slide your hand right down your body, between your legs, but don't release your breast. Rub with your fingers in circles outside of your pussy." Donna groans to feel how wet and hot her pussy feels. That man's effect on her is simply too much. She keeps her fingers together, moving in circles across the outer lips of her pussy and that little relief feels glorious. "I've been working on the law for too many years and whenever I can, I've avoided bringing a case to court... But if all the trials were like this, I'd certainly no longer be the best closer in the city." He says, massaging his cock with his hand and Donna can't help but giggle. "Put your fingertips above your clit and start rubbing yourself, but slowly, Donna." Donna takes her middle and ring fingers just above her clit and begins to surround her bundle of nerves with her them, and although it's hard for her because she needs more, she does it slowly as he asked. "That's it." He grunts. "Put your fingers inside your pussy and put them out, to get yourself soaker and be able to rub yourself harder. Pinch and pull your nipple." As Donna does so, Harvey can't see anything other than her fingers disappearing inside her and then coming out, completely wet. She slides them all over her pussy, until she reaches her clit again, moaning all the time. "Fuck, you're so fucking sexy."
"Do you think?" she gasps and bites her lower lip.
"I do, and for this, I wanna have a better view. Spread your legs in the air wider and keep rubbing yourself."
"Fuck," she moans and does it, raises her legs, as spread as she can (and it's a lot, yoga has her benefits), and keeps rubbing herself.
"For God's sake!" he grunts and needs to slow down his hand if he doesn't want to cum now. "Push two fingers inside of you." Donna goes down with her fingers and pushes them inside her, groaning out loud. "Slowly go in and out." She does it a few times, enjoying the feeling. "Curve them inside." Harvey begins to accelerate his hand again after staying a few moments calmer to control himself and Donna begins to be a disaster of moans by curving her fingers inside her. "Do you wanna fuck yourself?" he grunts.
"I wanna do it, your honor."
"Shit," Harvey gasps. "Rub the vibrator up and down on your clitoris. And keep fuck yourself with your fingers."
Donna opens her eyes to grab the vibrator and turns it on at the speed she enjoys and starts doing what Harvey told her. Once she closes her eyes again, she moves the vibrator up and down in the most sensitive area of her body while she continues to fuck herself with her fingers. It doesn't take too long for her to feel that she is about to explode.
Harvey enjoys it, stroking himself as he watches her: her body sweating, being a mess of spasms, her pussy wet as hell, and her lips that won't stop moaning and yelling. When he sees her toes curling, he knows it's a sign that she's only seconds away from reaching orgasm, and without warning; he takes her wrist to remove the vibrator from her pussy.
"Motherfucker!" she grunts, opening her eyes to look at him.
"You can't say that to a judge, miss Paulsen." She just rolls her eyes, still moving her fingers inside her. Harvey releases his cock and grabs her ankles, which still are in the air. "Do you wanna my cock inside of you?"
"I do." She replies immediately, taking out her fingers.
"I do, your honor," Harvey smirks as he places a pillow at the edge of the bed and tugs at her ankles. Donna helps herself with her hands until moving her butt on the cushion, raising her pussy, to give a better access to him. "Ask me." He says, releasing her ankles, making her spread her legs in the air again.
"I wanna feel your cock inside me, your honor." She says, looking him deeply in the eyes. Harvey just growls and rests his cock's head in her entrance. "You can use the vibrator, but you can't come without the judge allowing it." Donna nods and he pushes himself inside her until the limit when both groan at the same time. He grabs her below her knees, pushing her legs against her torso, and she puts the vibrator again above her clit. "Fuck me, your honor." She exhales and Harvey gasps in reply, starting to fuck her. They have been stimulating for too long, so both are turning back into a disaster of groans and pleasure really quickly. Both make an effort to endure as much as they can. "Harvey," she whines.
"Your honor."
He grunts. "What do you want?"
"I don't know how much longer I can hold it." She whines.
"And what you want then?" he grunts, spreading her legs more.
"I wanna cum, your honor." She gasps.
"Ten…" he says, pushing harder inside her.
"Fuck," she whines again, a freaking countdown. She's pretty sure her pussy will die that night.
"Nine." Harvey continues, also doing a great effort to not spill inside her. "Eight," Harvey closes her legs, bringing them together in the air, making her pussy feel tighter and the vibrator getting trapped there.
"Holy shit," she yells, absolutely losing the autonomy of her body.
"Seven…" Harvey fucks her even harder. "Six…" He hits her again. "Five…"
"I can't," she breathes messily.
"Hold it!" he grunts but speeds up the countdown. "Four… Three… Two…" and when Donna thinks she should stop putting up with it, he asks, "Miss Paulsen, are you guilty?"
"Yes, your honor, I'm guilty." She answers, completely breathless.
"Cum for me," he gasps and before he finishes saying it, he feels Donna's pussy squeezing too hard around his cock. And that pushes him to spill into her.
Donna is still sailing the waves of pleasure when she opens her legs and pushes him with her feet so that he falls over her. They both move enough until they are completely on top of the mattress. Actually, Donna is on the mattress, Harvey on her. Harvey's cheek on her breasts, which rise and fall rapidly because she is still agitated, and Donna tangles her hands in his hair.
"You're pretty awesome, your honor," Harvey smirks and raises his torso to stare at her in silence for a few seconds. "What?" she asks, grinning.
Harvey smiles and puts a lock of hair behind her ear. "You're pretty awesome, miss Paulsen."
She smirks. "Tell me something I don't know."
He also smirks and stares at her in silence for a few seconds more until he whispers. "I love you." And while he knows Donna knew, it's not something he would have told her since he finally put his shit together and knocked on her door.
Donna's facial expression softens and smiles like a teenager in love. And when she wants to respond, she starts to babble, which makes Harvey giggle softly. "Okay, I didn't expect that." She smirks and lowers her fingers down his spine.
"No?" he grins.
She denies it with her head, still smiling. "I love you too, Harvey." They smile, staring at each other, and stay there for a few seconds, until they can't stand the distance anymore and join their lips, saying again that they love each other. "So… Do you think if we take a break, your honor will be ready for a second trial?"
Thank you so much for reading! I'd love to read your thoughts about it :)