A/N: Hey!
This story was inspired by Uma's tweet about a video called " Playing Neck" and I couldn't resist to write a Darvey scenario.
This story it's just a plotless smut and you can read thinking about Darvey during season 9 or married Darvey. Feel free to imagine your established Darvey context!!
This story contains Harvey being a little dominant and Donna being a little submissive, but it's all consensual!!
English isn't my first language, so sorry for mistakes here ;)
Enjoy your reading and, as always, I'll love to know what you guys thought!!
love, Gabi xx
Harvey comes out of the room wearing only black sweatpants when he sees her.
Donna is sitting on the couch reading some book he doesn't remember the name of. She's only wearing a black sweater that's much bigger than her size - which in itself makes her sexy - but the fact that it slumps lightly on her freckled shoulders, drives him crazy.
He watches as she flips her red hair to the right side, allowing him to see part of her neck on display along with the strap of her burgundy bra.
Harvey always loved Donna's neck.
He demonstrated this during the other time and the night everything changed when he showed up at her house, backed her against the wall and practically devoured her neck.
He loves her soft skin, loves how her scent is very concentrated in that area and loves her even more that she is sensitive and responsive there.
And now he can hardly believe that, after years of daydreaming, he can finally kiss and touch her neck when he wants.
Harvey, suddenly, feels his throat getting dry at the same time his mouth water and his thirst can only be quenched when his mouth touches her skin.
He needs to taste her skin and that's what he's going to do.
Donna was so distracted by her reading that she didn't notice Harvey's presence behind her, so she jumps when she feels his beard brushing her skin and his warm mouth chastely kiss her neck and slide slightly to her shoulder, doing this sequentially.
She smiles at the sensation of his innocent caress and the sensation of feeling his beard on that part of his body.
But Harvey's next actions proved anything but innocent.
Rubbing the beard from neck to shoulder, Harvey pulls down the bra strap and sweater and gives her a long lick followed by a light suction while squeezing her arm. The action makes Donna close her eyes and gasp, but at the same time, she tilts her head to the side to give him more access.
He traces a path with his tongue leaving a trail of saliva and begins to distribute more suctions from her shoulder to her jaw. His mouth and teeth find the curve between her shoulder and neck and sucks hard making Donna moan loudly.
Donna, generally, didn't like to be marked, but obviously, that's different with Harvey.
It's rare, but she likes it when they leave marks on each other's bodies as a reminder that everything is real. And although gross, she finds it hot, sensual and above all intimate.
So she lays her head on his shoulder and whimpers loudly as Harvey once more bites hard on the skin of her shoulder, moaning in relief as his warm tongue massages the delicate skin that will probably be marked.
Donna starts to squirm and moan on the couch, her hips roll against the leather for some friction and she feels like she could just come only with what Harvey was doing in her neck. Her skin starts to get hot as if she is burning with fever and her tone increases.
There is a thud signaling that the book she was reading has dropped out of her hands as she lets herself go.
Seeing what his actions were doing to Donna, Harvey smirks proudly against her skin and decides it's time to give her a little more.
His big hands dig into the fabric of her sweater and then lower the lace top to find her nipples already hardened in arousal. As he continues to handle her neck, his hands cover both breasts and begin to play with the buds, rolling them between his fingers and pinching with moderate force. He kneads and feels that part of his body that he loves so much.
The sounds coming out of her mouth reached Harvey's groin and he let out a growl next to her ear as he felt his buds get even harder and hotter and his skin grow hotter with sweat.
"Harvey, please." She says in a strangled and desperate voice, practically rutting against the sofa and totally given over to the pleasure.
He takes a long lick of the left curve of her neck as his warm hands travel to the hem of her sweater. When they reach their destination, Harvey pulls the outfit up along with her burgundy top, leaving her with only a pair of panties of the same color, which he quickly brushes aside and dips his right hand into her folds.
"I'm just playing with your neck and you're soaking for me." He whispers smugly in his low baritone tone against her ear as he feels her wetness with his fingers, his thumb brushing her clit softly, not quite as she wanted.
Donna just whimpers, because it's the only thing she can do.
Harvey presses other points of her pussy with his V-shaped fingers, he massages, pinches and presses in places he knows she is sensitive. He continued like this until he felt her desperately calling his name once more.
Slowly, he starts making small circles over her clit and she shivers with pleasure, which makes him grin against the wet skin of her nape. And when she's lost in the blur of desire, he easily inserts three fingers inside her and she lets out a "fuck" loudly as she starts to play with her tits.
She is now a sweaty, panting mess of moans and grunts, surrounded by Harvey around her.
Donna tries to turn her head to kiss him, but in response Harvey pulls her hair, in the way she likes, and bites the back of her nape until it reaches the right side of her neck and repeats his ministrations with his mouth.
His fingers inside her quickening the pace just as his thumb against her clit. Harvey fucks her deeper and harder and she cries and whimpers.
Her head tilts back once more and her moans and sighs grow louder and Harvey can't resist any longer. With the hand that was in her hair, he directs her head towards his and licks her lips until she opens them and when she does, he licks and sucks her tongue, kissing her deeply and muffling their moans.
He finds that spot inside her and rubs with his digits, she's so hot and wet with her juices that his fingers slip easily into her. But, it's when he increases the pace with his thrusts with the rhythm of his thumb against the bundle of nerves.
She moans in his mouth and tongue.
It 's her deep end.
Harvey feels her inner walls closing, her legs shaking and how her chest ascends and descends. "Come for me, Donna". He demands huskily, breaking the kiss.
If it was a kind of trigger, Donna comes hard, screaming his name and cursing, trying to keep her eyes open, but the delight it's bigger so she whimpers, closes her eyes and surrenders.
Harvey watches her orgasm with his face almost glued on hers while riding her though the waves of pleasure. He will never be tired of seeing Donna losing herself when he gives pleasure to her, so he moans with the view.
"You look so hot when you come and scream my name". He says against her lips after licking his own digits with her desire.
He kisses her again and it's messy because she's trying to recover from the relief. Then, he gives a wet kiss down her right ear and leaves her neck for the first time.
Shedding his sweatpants and staying only with his boxers, he walks around the couch to face her.
Harvey smiles evilly with what he sees : her neck and shoulders glistening with saliva and red, the curve between them has a red hickey and he knows that there is going to be a mark. Her breathing is erratic, face flushed, some hair sticking together from sweat, eyelids heavy with dilated pupils.
He knows she loves being in control of everything, but the fact that she lets herself go when they're alone is something that still disturbs him.
Donna, even breathless, bends over on the sofa and catches his hardness with her right hand. He hisses loudly as she starts playing and teasing him with her mouth over the fabric of his underwear, but the teasing doesn't last long because Harvey begs for more.
"Donna". He gasped as her hand movements quickened and she knew what he wanted.
In the next second, she takes off his boxers, her hand goes to the base and his cock makes contact with the warmness and moisture of her mouth. She felt satisfaction when she looked up and found him with his nostrils flared and his eyes glued to hers.
Although he has his hand on her head, it is Donna who dictates the pace and speed of her actions. She sucks the tip and hums as she tastes the precum on her tongue, at the same time one hand gives him a few slow strokes while the other squeezes his balls.
Harvey moans and curses as his hips thrust forward and this is the cue Donna takes as an incentive to speed up her movements and swallow him as far as she can, her hands still manhandling his balls. Harvey's grunts increase and when he says he's about to come, she stops her movements .
She stands up with her body still trembling, her breathing still irregular, her eyes even darker and her lips ruby red from the way she blew him. Cleaning the excess of saliva and precum from her mouth, Donna kisses him deeply, then pushes him away and Harvey fails onto the couch while she gets rid of her panties.
In the next second she climbs on top of him and starts grinding against him until he begs again and when he does, she looks deep into his eyes with all the hunger and lust she has.
"Now it's my turn to play with your neck." She says sucking his pulse point in his neck at the same time she sinks her pussy into his length.