Author's note: I'm sure that there's somewhere out there a fic based on this song but all started with an idea of smut and suddenly turns out in Donna's self-doubt about herself and Lana's song came to my mind as an inspiration to start to try the other part.

A big thank you to Erika who always supports me and pushes me to do more and cheers with me always. You're the best, love you! 3

I also want to say thank you to my betas: Hayden, Ali & Adri. Without you, this couldn't be done.

This is my first M-rated (not that M-rated) fic, so please let me know if you like it or not.

Reviews are always welcomed!

I've seen the world

Done it all, had my cake now

Diamonds, brilliant, and Bel-Air now

Hot summer nights, mid-July

When you and I were forever wild

The crazy days, the city lights

The way you'd play with me like a child

As confident as Donna usually is about her body, beauty and wisdom, she still sometimes has moments of low self-esteem. Let's be honest, almost all women have that because we live in a society that instills the need to be perfect in our minds, the need to fit in some surreal standard to be deemed enough in order to be loved by someone, or to be good at something in order to succeed in a career.

Added to these ideas, Donna still struggles with some lack of confidence because of her age—she is not a teenager anymore. She isn't an old woman either but she is now what the young ones call "middle aged". Sometimes the fact that she is aging scares her and she starts to question if she is good enough for someone. And by someone, she means her husband, Harvey.

She just arrived at home without Harvey. He had some work to do and he almost forced her to go home first.

"As much as I would love to go home with my wife, I can see that she is exhausted and needs some time by herself. Please, Donna, go home. I am not going to be long and will come home soon to be with you." Harvey told her, and as usual, he was right. She needed some time alone to deal with all of her feelings.

She didn't like to feel this way and at times when Donna gets herself into this feelings, she likes to do all the things that are considered "futile" for decided to do something that would make her feel better, such as skincare, drink some wine and dance to her favorite 80's beat

So she changed into some comfortable clothes, poured herself a glass of wine, and started to dance in the living room. It was when she was dancing that Harvey entered the room and stared at her for a while, watching her with a big smile on his face. "Hey," she noticed him after some time. "How long have you been there?" she asked, lacing her hands on his neck and giving him a peck on the lips."Long enough to gape at my wife's dancing skills," he teased her.

"Oh no," she blushed.

"No need to be shy, ballerina," he said in response.

He pulled her by the waist, cutting the small space left between them, she put her hand on his nape, still holding a glass of wine with the other, and gave him a hot kiss. He was tired and wanted to just take a shower and go to bed, but when his wife claims to want to have sex, he is totally incapable of saying no.

With their tongues exploring each other's mouth, he led Donna to the couch and she was finally able to free her hand, putting the glass down on the coffee table. She sat on his lap as he sat on the couch. His hands went to the redhead's back and started to take off the shirt she was wearing. She was pressing her center to his dick, moving fast, already feeling his erection.

She didn't know if it was all the self pity, or just the wine doing its part, but she was horny. She needed him inside her, she needed to feel him fucking her hard. Even with just some kisses, she was already wet and ready to feel all of him. At this point, she was thankful for only wearing one of his shirts.

Suddenly, she stopped moving her hips to take his hand and guide it to her clitoris. Right then, he just knew what and how she wanted it. His fingers started to move and she could feel the sparks all over her body. They spent some time with him, only touching her, but she didn't want to come, not right now, not this way. Then again, she took his hands and looked him right in the eyes.

Will you still love me

When I'm no longer, young and beautiful?

Will you still love me

When I got nothing but my aching soul?

I know you will, I know you will

I know that you will

Will you still love me

When I'm no longer beautiful?

"I want you to look at me and show how bad you want me. How bad you want my body, and how bad you want to fuck me," and he did exactly what she had asked—buried inside of her. He looked deep into his wife's eyes and at that moment she could see, not just desire and lust, but also amusement, admiration and love.

And with that she finally came, screaming and moaning his name. He observed her enjoying the feelings and sensations she deserved and just after she took all the time she needed, he then came too.

And with their bodies still connected and him still inside her, she looked at him and smiled.

"What?" he asked.

"I love how you get me. Even when you don't completely understand what I need, you still give me exactly what I need," she answered.

Not that Donna isn't the type of woman who suddenly wants her husband to fuck her brains out,but he could feel there was something going on when she asked him to look at her. And even now, when he still couldn't completely understand what it was, he remembers the lyric of the song she was dancing to when he arrived earlier—finally being able to guess what was bothering her.

"I love you, Donna and I'll always try to show you how much you mean to me" he kissed her gently on the lips.

"And I love you, Harvey. Sorry if sometimes I tend to doubt your love and…" she bit her lower lip, she didn't like to show this less confident side of her.

"How much do I want you and each part of your body?" he completed for her, seeing in her eyes exactly what was troubling her always confident resolve. "Yeah" she just nodded her head in affirmation.

"There's no reason for you to be sorry about that, Donna. And it is okay for you to feel that way, but please, just let me know when that happens again, okay? Then I can remind you just how amazing you are." He knows that she already knows just how awesome she is, but he also knows that for some reason, she sometimes questions it and maybe she could use some help in that department.

"Thank you, Harvey." There were tears in her eyes.

"Any time, Donna," and then he kissed her forehead and cleaned the tears that were in her face.

"And what do you say, I go draw us a bath and I can show you in a different way just how utterly beautiful you are and how I'll always love you?" He suggested with a big smile.

"I think that is an amazing idea, Harvey.'' And with those words of affirmation, they stayed for a little while, just indulging each other's embrace to finally go to the bathroom and take a long and relaxing bath. He gave her some foot massage and again an outstanding orgasm. They finished their night laying in bed with no clothes, just cuddling each other and falling asleep, just as they deserved after a long, long day.

I know you will, I know you will

I know that you will

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