AN:

This was completely unplanned and I was going to take a break from smut writing BUT THAT SEX SCENE of scenes from a marriage made me imagine darvey in that scenario and I couldn't resist writing this story.

This is Established Darvey and after they moved to Seattle.

English isn't my first language, so sorry for any mistakes here!

I hope you like it and as always I'll love to know what you think!

love, Gabi xx

They arrive at the apartment almost at midnight. They're stumbling and kissing and laughing like a couple of teenagers, a little tipsy from the wine they'd just been drinking.

Donna and Harvey had dined at Mike and Rachel's apartment. The couple's friends had prepared pasta for them, which was a perfect match for the two bottles of wine they had brought for their friends.

Harvey finally opens the door and enters kissing Donna hungrily. She's walking backwards as he tries to blindly fumble for the switch to turn on the light and prevent them from colliding with some box.

But when Harvey turns on the lights, it's too late and Donna slams one of her legs against one of the stacks of boxes and breaks the kiss to moan with a little pain.

"God! Are you okay?". He asks her with concern in his eyes.

"Yes, I just need to sit a little". Donna says, trying to tranquilize him.

The move to Seattle had taken place three days ago and the proof of this were the countless boxes scattered not only in the living room, but throughout the rest of the house. And although Donna was crazy about organization, she and not even Harvey had unpacked their things to clean up their new house.

Except for the bedroom, closet and bathroom, of course.

Harvey and Donna sit on the new gray plastic-covered couch in the living room and he quickly takes off her heels and grabs her right leg to see if she's really hurt. With her head resting on Harvey's shoulder, Donna tries to relax as his warm hands begin to massage the back of her knee.

It would be really relaxing if Harvey's hands didn't burn her with every touch and if he wasn't breathing right next to her ear. It would be relaxing if she hadn't drank more than a fair amount of wine and didn't feel horny at his every touch.

Harvey notices the effect of his caress and how Donna's porcelain skin starts to have goosebumps. Then he raises his hands to the top of her knee and slowly starts to drag his short nails along her thigh, which was facilitated by the model dress she was wearing.

Donna was wearing a black dress, the same one she wore when Harvey traveled with Samantha and she internally thanked herself for choosing it, as she didn't think the outfit could be the most suitable for the ease of access at the time.

Sighing, she watched him continue to scratch the skin of her thigh in a torturously delicious caress, moving up each time until he was near the apex of her thighs and that's when he stopped.

She almost moans in frustration, but the hand that was on her leg starts to crawl up her bare arm and finds its destination in her left breast, which he cups slowly and in no hurry.

The action causes Donna to tilt her head in the direction of the crook of his arm, and Harvey takes this as an incentive to step up his actions.

And that's what he does.

His hand closed tighter against the fabric of her dress and her breast and felt it getting harder even with her bra and dress as barriers. He rubs and pinches her nipple between his fingers, once, twice and the moan she lets out goes straight to his groin.

And before she lets out any more moans that make him want to come in his pants, he captures her mouth and kisses her deeply, sighing when he feels her tongue practically devour him.

Donna is briefly lost in the haze of pleasure and his mouth against hers, but she snaps back to attention when Harvey lets go of her breast and takes her hand to deposit it on his throbbing erection struggling against his pants.

She quickly unbelt him and in less than a minute her hand touched his hot hardness and felt his veins throbbing and his head dripping with his pre-come. She starts giving him little twists and lazy moves and Harvey breaks the kiss only to groan against her mouth.

But it doesn't take long for him to pull her head back and initiate another kiss. The same hand that used to mistreat her breast, goes back to her leg and this time it's bolder and goes towards her ass, where he squeezes her tightly before descending towards her slit covered by the lace panties.

This time it's Donna who stops the kiss when she feels his hand rub and pull her panties against the wet flesh between her legs. Her hand also lets go of his dick and all she knows is moan as she feels Harvey's mouth giving to her chin wet kisses.

Donna gasps as she feels him insert two fingers inside her at the same time his mouth devours her neck and she's now a machine of moans, squirms and whines. She was almost reaching her limit when Harvey stopped what he was doing.

"Fuck you, Harvey." She curses him completely desperate for having been deprived of her orgasm.

"No baby, I'll fuck you." He says smugly with that horrible smirk against her ear.

Before she has a chance to reply, Harvey's hands pull her panties down and throw them somewhere in the room as he kneels between her legs and stares at her swollen pussy glistening with desire.

"So pretty". He says huskily, licking his own lips.

Looking at her with his lust-covered chocolate eyes, Harvey inhales and then his mouth closes against her bundle of nerves and his fingers go back inside.

She screams and gasps.

Harvey rubs, licks, sucks and speeds up her movements with his digits and it doesn't take more than two minutes for her to scream and curse his name and explode against his mouth and fingers.

He grins once more against her and gives her one last suction before climbing up and pulling Donna in for another kiss, not even giving her a chance to fully recover from her orgasm. But she is unaffected and responds and grunts when she tastes herself in his mouth.

They face each other and open their eyes and she breathes against his mouth before speaking.

"I need you inside me right now." She kind of asks and orders.

He turns her back to take off her dress, but she stops him.

"We'll have time to get undressed. All I want is my husband fucking me right now." She says hoarsely, her voice and covered with arousal.

Harvey obeys her and immediately removes his shoes, socks and lowers his pants and underwear to a little lower than his knees.

She gets on all fours, the pain in her knee long forgotten, and Harvey grunts loudly at the sight he has.

He buns the skirt of her dress around her waist and spits it into his hand and rubs it on his dick for added lubrication. Then, he moves towards her intimacy, without first rubbing her clit and spreading her juices.

He penetrates her in a single movement and both of them hiss at the contact.

Harvey starts with slow movements, undulating and rolling slowly, but Donna starts moving her hips against him to meet his thrusts and he knows what that means and he's going to give it to her before she asks.

Coming out of her, he invades her harder and starts to really hit her faster and deeper. Donna whimpers a sequence of "yes" and "more Harvey" as her hands grip the arm of the sofa for more support.

The only noises that could be heard were skin beating against skin, their moans and sighs, and the plastic on the couch moving with their every move.

Harvey grips her hips tightly with each new thrust and her tone rises more and more and he knows her body and knows she's nearing the end. He's already there too, he just needs a few more moves and he'll soon reach the apex.

Then he pulls her around the waist against his chest and they both go to their knees. His other arm is pressed against her chest and his hand goes back to stimulating her clothed nipple. The change in angle allows him to hit a few inches deeper and she starts talking loudly and twitching against him.

It was all he needed.

Licking his fingers, Harvey presses his thumb against her clit and rubs it twice and suddenly there are explosions on both sides.

They come together and moan loudly and breathlessly in a stupidly perfect sintony. Her inner walls contract and tremble uncontrollably as he feels his cock veins pulse inside her and his warm liquid fills her and makes her even more wet and slippery.

They stayed together until their breaths normalized and until her contractions stopped and he went flacid inside her. Harvey slides out of it and Donna feels the combination of their release of desire trickling down her legs and toward the plastic that protects the couch.

They know they need to get rid of the plastic, but Harvey starts to undress himself and undress her and pulls her in for another deep kiss. Donna thinks cleaning can wait as they have more important things to deal with in the room.

In bed specifically.