Donna opens her eyes, getting used to the clarity of the morning, and smiles lazily as she feels the warmth that comes out of her naked husband's body by her side, so she curls against him and rests her head on her shoulder, closing her eyes again. He has not yet awakened, and that is something that gives her much peace, snuggling against his calm body is something that feels so intimate, Harvey's body naked and immobile for her, his chest rising and falling with so much tranquility… She could spend hours like this, having him just for herself, especially today: Harvey's first birthday since they are together and married, she knows that during the afternoon his brother and his kids will arrive from Boston, probably Mike and Rachel will also come and stay until after dinner… It's not that she wants to be selfish, and she enjoys being with them, but, it's been so many years of having to share him and not being able to demand anything, that now that she has him for her, she just wants to enjoy it, enjoy him. That is why the previous night the celebration began… She bought a La Perla set especially for that night, which Harvey clearly enjoyed along with some strawberries and whipped cream, then a shared shower and they didn't fall asleep until after the third round… And it's not that they are so young anymore. There were breaks with lazy kisses and whispered words under the covers, their limbs tangled, just looking for shelter.

Harvey had fallen asleep with a slight smile on his face, which made Donna fall asleep in the same way, have seen him suffer so much on each special date for him for so many years, and despite it being his first birthday without his mother, it gives her much peace and joy to know that she can generate this feeling in him. For many years, they waited that day, the day when they could stop acting as if nothing happened among them, raise the carpet for a while, and be able to feel the passion and love. And yes, it was horny like hell, but those quick blowjobs could never be compared to the present they now shared as husband and wife.

Donna is thinking about this as she drags her fingertips almost imperceptibly, drawing the muscles of his abdomen, and smiles for herself to see that, although he hasn't yet awakened, her masculinity reacts gently. She isn't in any hurry, so she only enjoys this for a few more minutes, until she feels his breathing become lighter and his arm pulls her more against his body.

"Good morning, handsome." She whispers.

He smiles against her head and gives her a kiss on her hair. "Good morning." He responds and sighs, enjoying his wife's soft touch. "Are you awake a long time ago?"

"For a while… but I just stayed here." She smiles softly. "Happy birthday." She murmurs for the millionth time and tilts her head slightly back to give him a soft kiss on the side of his neck.

Harvey chuckles. "Thank you, but I think you have already told me."

"Yes, I know." She shrugs. "But... You know, I was thinking about something..." She pauses. "I know we had enough sex last night."

"Oh, yes, we did." They chuckle.

"But, we haven't specifically honored the tradition of your birthday…" She follows her line of thought, sliding her fingers across his muscles, to the south. "I mean, just you in my mouth," Donna murmurs and wants to move, but Harvey slows her down, wrapping her gently against him.

"No need." He responds.

"Harvey." She chuckles. "It's not something I don't enjoy doing."

"I know, but I like this thing you're doing now... And I want to have you that close." He says with his voice only reserved for her, that is that soft and hoarse at the same time.

"Are you sure?" She asks softly, her fingers still going up and down by his psoas.

"Yes, I am." He smiles, enjoying the tingling that her touch generates in him. "It's time for us to start new traditions. I mean, the strawberries and whipped cream have been spectacular, but this can also be." Harvey murmurs, dragging his thumb on her shoulder. "It has always made me happy having you close enough, despite everything, but now we are in a new stage that makes me much happier. We don't just have a kiss and a blowjob a year." And although Harvey has just said blowjob, it sounds soft. "And we can enjoy each moment together, without pressure."

"I can't say I don't like your line of thought." She responds, falling with her fingers down his thigh, which makes Harvey shudder, and she smiles. "So… Can I go on?" She asks, walking up with her fingers through his pubis.

"Please, Donna." He hums.

"Okay," she smiles playfully and with her fingers still walking on the skin of his pubis and his groins tirelessly, she gives him a kiss at that point behind his ear that she knows he enjoys and Harvey disarms even more against the mattress, completely devoted to her care. "Happy birthday," Donna repeats, with her lips rubbing his ear and he turns his head to find her lips with his, regardless of shit the morning breath, he crushes his lips with hers, this is when Donna gently drags the tip of her index finger above all the length of his semi-hard cock and Harvey can't help but whine against her wife's mouth. Donna continues to walk with the tips of her index and middle fingers, from top to bottom, and from bottom to top, feeling him react to her gentle touch, while his tongue is curling with hers. She crosses one leg above him, clinging to him and letting the side of his hip generate one soft and delicious friction against her center. This time, she goes down to reach his balls, and Harvey groans more intensely, dropping his head back, leaving in front of her eyes, his Adam nut moving sexily with every vibration that comes out of his throat. She runs her tongue around his neck, with her fingers playing under his balls, and gently nibbles the earlobe of his ear.

"God, Donna," Harvey gasps and Donna repeats her movements, this time running her tongue behind his ear.

"Yes, Harvey?" She mutters in an innocent voice.

Harvey wants to laugh, but Donna touches his cock with her fingers again and can only moan. His cock is already almost at the maximum of its size, growing by the soft rubbing of his wife's fingers.

"I love you." Harvey hums, picking up on the previous conversation.

"And I love you." She responds, letting her lips rub his neck, as her fingers lower again, holding his balls with her fingers and massaging them, at a tortuously slow pace she knows Harvey enjoys, feeling the vibrations of his groans against her lips that press soft kisses in his neck and throat. "You know…" Donna whispers, pressing a little harder against his testicles. "It's been arousing waiting your birthday every year, and to know that for a moment I could have you just for me," Donna murmurs, and her fingers travel up to his hard cock, until she reaches its head and lets her wrist rest on his length, pressing gently and her index finger looks for the head, drawing soft circles there, in the front side of his cock that makes Harvey hums. "But I always wanted this, Harvey. Even before I can accept it." Her finger climbs up to its cleft and takes some of its moisture, making her thumb more easily move on its front and then draw its veins.

Harvey growls, enjoying his wife's delicate hand devoting to his pleasure, and lets his fingers crawl down her arm. "It was always you and me. Everyone knew it, except us."

"Now we know." She responds, raising her thumb, to pass it through its cleft several times and then move it in slow circles over the head of his cock, scattering his pre-cum.

"Fuck, Donna!" Harvey grunts.

She doesn't respond, just keeps moving her finger, exerting a little pressure with her hand, holding the length of his dick and lifting her head a little to fill his forehead with sweet kisses. "You're so cute when you're like this... When I can have you so soft for me."

"I thought it was cute all the time for you." He frowns his eyebrows.

Donna giggles sweetly. "Actually, you are." She murmurs and gives him a kiss on the temple.

"Well, truth be told, you are pretty too all the time."

She smiles and kisses down his neck, then reaches for every part of his chest she can in that position with her lips, until she circles his nipple with her tongue and he growls her name.

Donna is a woman who usually feels powerful, but never as powerful as when her husband lets himself be vulnerable to her. He knows that the old Harvey would never have preferred a gentle hand job to a rough blowjob without even removing his clothes in his office… and she knows this is Harvey removing all his layers before her and she loves him for that. Donna doesn't even need him to touch her to feel good. This intimacy with him is what she's always wanted.

Harvey once again looks for with his lips for Donna's and she presses a smile against his soft lips.

"Are you enjoying your gift?" Donna whispers against his lips.

"I thought my gift was last night's."

"Do you really think all I was going to give you was that set of underwear?" She asks, slowing down the pace of her fingers.

"Well, it was pretty amazing, everything you did with and without it."

She chuckles. "It's not that that's going to be the only gift," Donna responds, placing her hand still against his throbbing cock.

"No?" He growls in frustration at her hand standing still.

"No, I'm Donna. You know that?"

"Yes, I think I know who I've married." They both giggle softly. "And about your question, yes, I was enjoying my gift."

"Was?" she asks playfully, running his calf with her toes.

"Are you planning to kill me on my birthday?"

"It would be poetic. Don't you think so?" she giggles and spreads laughter at him, even with their lips stuck. Donna raises her hand to form a ring around his cock with her index finger and thumb and the gentle pressure makes Harvey moan again. She smiles at his reaction and her fingers start to gently climb and descend against his dick. "So you're enjoying it again?"

Harvey doesn't respond, only closes the minimum distance between them and kisses her, while Donna doesn't stop touching him.

Her fingers never tire of holding and stimulating his dick, which is dripping against her hand. Harvey groans again and again in her mouth and she feels more than satisfied.

"Happy birthday," Donna murmurs once, wrapping all his dick with her hands, letting her up and down movements speed up, just a little. Harvey reacts by pulling his head back and groaning his wife's name. "Look at me," Donna asks him. Those words generate in Harvey that the orgasm is even closer, and returns to look for the gaze of his wife. "You know how much I like to look at you when you come for me." She tells him, her fingers still working, surrounding his cock from the base and going up to the head. Harvey can no longer respond coherently, his thread of thoughts has been lost in her hazelnut eyes and in the sensations that are born from his cock and spread throughout his body. "I want to feel how you spilling in my hand," Donna murmurs against his ear, biting his earlobe once again and immediately looks back at him, because she knows he won't hold on much longer and still staring at each other, with some more movements, she feels his cock contracting in her hand and smiles, inciting him to loosen all and it's not that Harvey has any problem in that, and within a few seconds, it's pouring out against Donna's hand, who never stops looking at him in the eyes with all the love of the universe and who never stops stimulating him, neither before he comes, neither during nor after. She feels him getting soft again in her hand while kissing him lazily on his lips and snuggles against him, her fingers rising and falling again by his already flaccid cock. Harvey holds her tightly to his body and gives her a kiss on her forehead. She smiles and relaxes even more against him. "Best dick ever." She murmurs and Harvey a long laugh.

"I have no doubt it's your favorite."

She giggles and raises her head to look at him. "You are my favorite, including this wonderful cock you have." She responds, pressing it gently against her palm.

"My dick and I are yours."

"I'm lucky." She smiles at him and kisses his neck.

"Yes, you are!" Donna rolls her eyes, trying to endure a laugh. "You're rolling your eyes. I can't see you, but I can feel it."

"I hate your ego!"

"Yes, the ego comes with me and my dick. You married the complete package."

"Complicated package."

"Well... I married you and your thousands of beauty products scattered in the bathroom, and your unhealthy amount of shoes and purses..."

"These don't hurt you in any way."

"And I hurt you?"

"No, not now." She murmurs, immediately regretful of what she said.

Harvey slides on the mattress to meet her face in front of his. Her hand slides through his body at the same time. She thinks they should have been cleaned up, but she knows what she has said has been huge, and that this doesn't matter now. Harvey removes the locks of hair that fall on her face with extreme delicacy and draws her jaw gently with his fingertips. "I will never be able to forgive myself for hurting you so much."

She nods with her head; the vision blurred by the tears she's trying to keep. "We both did." She bites her inner cheek. "And we just said it. Everyone knew, except us... And it's fine. We're here now and this is all I want." She releases one tear that Harvey catches up with his thumb. "I guess that this day makes me emotional. "I know we both agreed on what we were doing, but if you think about it, it was a bit weird."

"Yes, maybe..."

"I don't know why I said it. I have no grudge against you, and while there are things we were able to do better, we are together now, and that's all I care about." She gives him a brief kiss, she wants to change the mood. "And I want that you have a wonderful birthday... So coffee with vanilla for breakfast? I may have bought your favorite bagels, too."

He grins. "You're the best."

"Yes, I do know that." They chuckle and kiss again.

"I'm not the only one with a huge ego in this marriage."

"Shut up!" She says and gets up. She goes to the bathroom to wash her hands, but while she's doing it, Harvey goes there too and hugs her for her back. His arms wrapped around her neck, her hands on his arms. Both are naked in front of the mirror.

"You're the best. I always knew it." She smiles, but this time is cute, and her cheeks blush. "And I love you." He murmurs and kisses her cheek.

"You're the best too." She responds, stroking his arms with her thumbs. "And I love you too." She whispers and moves her head to reach his lips, but their noises crush first and this isn't cute, actually hurts her.

"Poor girl." He murmurs and kisses her nose, which makes her smile.

"I'm going to look for some clothes and then for breakfast." She says, gives him a brief kiss, and wants to go, but Harvey doesn't leave her. He pushes her against the wall.

"You were about to kiss me."

"And you hit my nose."

He lowers his hands to her hips and squeezes there, his cock crushed against her core. "Breakfast can wait."

"Yes? What do you want to do first?" She says, mocking him. He says nothing, just kisses her, without giving her a second after looking at her tongue with his own. Donna shudders at the sensation and hums her husband's name.

"You will be my breakfast."

"You didn't have enough last night?"

"Enough of you? Never." He kisses her again one more time and kneels before her. His hands grab her breasts and brush her pussy with his nose.

"Harvey," He hums.

"Traditions can change, but I want them all to be with you." He says and buries his face between her legs. It doesn't take him long to make her come on his mouth.


I absolutely love Harvey's emotional growth throughout the entire series, and I hope my idea of reflecting on it with some smut has worked. Thanks to those who have read this :)