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It was as if they were pulled together by some unknown force.
Yet, there was a viciousness to them as well. The sharp edge of danger; of the danger they presented to each other rather than of outside sources.
It was that danger, Donna feared, that made it all so attractive.
A muted smile settled upon her lips as she gazed cursorily over at Harvey. He was standing opposite her, a drink in his hand, though Donna had no idea where he'd procured it. The conference had only set out light refreshments and whatever he was drinking, Donna was almost certain he'd brought it along with himself.
The other member of their small discussion said something then and Donna turned her attention back to the older lawyer. Their conversation was perfunctory but Donna charmed her way through it, decidedly not looking towards the object of her temptations at all. Ignoring the man had done just as she'd desired and it wasn't long before Harvey was huffily interrupting the conversation with his confidence and sharp ideas.
The poor old conservative lawyer's eyes widened in alarm and it wasn't long before he'd excused himself from the conversation, feeling a bit attacked by his cocky peer. It was much easier to ignore Harvey's methods when one wasn't there to hear them. Donna almost chuckled; listening to Harvey talk about his work was a quiet fascination of hers. She didn't always agree with him, of course, in fact, she hardly ever did. But it didn't mean she didn't think he was brilliant. She spent fifteen years watching him shine in the dark waters of the law.
"Do you make a habit of being deliberately outlandish and scaring away conservative lawyers?" Donna asked, amusement alight in her eyes and voice.
There was still a respectable distance between the pair, though her body urged her to get closer. As it always did. Her eyes focused on the man before her, a perfect knight in his suited armor; yet undeniably and ruggedly handsome.
"Only when they're stealing away your attention, Mrs. Paulsen," Harvey replied and Donna almost grinned.
The words sounded almost petulant and it pleased her beyond belief. It shouldn't have. But Harvey was something so unexpected, she couldn't help but enjoy having him tussle for her attention. It thrilled her almost as much as just having him did.
They were surrounded by men in suits and women in haute couture, sitting in this room only because Louis ordered so a week ago, Specter Litt Wheeler Williams sending one of its name partners and its COO to this seminary, this very useless seminary if you asked them. But the time together was appreciated.
"Stealing from whom? Is this not a conference Harvey? Is the aim not to converse and exchange ideas with many different lawyers?" Donna questioned, still playing her little game, toying with the man. "I'd have thought you, of all people, would understand the purpose of-"
"Oh, hush," Harvey whispered, interrupting her harshly. "You know the only reason I am here is you Donna. Now, you can pander to your adoring Court. Or we can do something more worthwhile," he told her, voice low, eyes meeting hers intensely.
Donna's eyes almost rolled fully in their sockets at his words. She knew of course, exactly why Harvey was here. She talked him into it, promised him they would spend more time in one of their suites than listening to endless conferences. Two days away from the firm, from eyes prying over their new romance. Almost two full days paid by the firm, spending in bedsheets making love and making up for the time lost.
"You are a presumptuous one," Donna replied archly, voice a light whisper. Her eyes met his then and her lips quirked up into a smirk. "I shall meet you in your suite, after dinner," she continued, resisting the mighty urge to reach out and touch her lover.
Harvey snorted. "It's not presumptuous. Not when I know you're as eager as I am," Harvey replied and Donna simply shook her head, eyebrow-raising slightly at his words.
"Do not push it Harvey. I am supposed to be coming to you remember?" She whispered to him as she moved past him, her fingers trailing down his arm in what looked like a friendly gesture. Though it sent a provocative spark through the both of them.
She could not help the minute upturn of her lips as she walked away, her hips swaying. She could feel Harvey's eyes on her body, watching her as she made her way through the room but she didn't dare turn around to look at him. Pretending he was not in the same area as her, was one of her favorite games; it riled Harvey up and made their subsequent encounters much more intense. Just how she liked them.
The hours between the end of the lecture and dinner seemed to drag on and for all her teasing, Donna couldn't help but watch the time. She kept herself busy, going over her work and conversing with various other conference members. Until finally it was time for the conference dinner banquet. They couldn't, not be seen at this event, and at this very moment she hated Harvey's best closer reputation, making him needed at such a party.
Donna had done herself up for dinner. Freshened her cosmetics, let down her hair, and donned a new dinner dress. It was by design really, that she made herself stand out amongst the other lawyers; one of the only women to even be attending the conference, she wanted to make her mark. Not just on everybody else but on her lover also.
It was with a soft, pleasant smile that she sat down in her designated seat before her eyes found those of the man across from her. Harvey was sitting directly opposite her and Donna had to hide her excitement, hiding her smirk behind the lip of her drink as she took a sip. She kept her eyes on the man's, seeing the amusement sparkling and the haughtiness in his posture.
Dinner passed as a quite lively affair. Harvey, when he was in the mood, could be quite charming and boisterous, able to engage the people around him almost as expertly as Donna herself could. It was a similarity they should and one Donna found attractive; though she knew the man tired of it far quicker then she did. His stamina for social engagements of this kind was short; though he excelled with his stamina in other areas.
The very thought had heat rising within Donna, though she focused on her meal and her conversation with the lawyer beside her, astutely ignoring the burn Harvey's gaze was causing on her freckles.
Harvey left first, with nothing more than a polite goodbye to most at their table. Donna spent another hour with the rest of the lawyers, teasing him with the wait, as well as weaving her influence around the room before deciding she too had to retire.
No sooner had she left the banquet hall had she appeared by Harvey's door. This was the part of their whole secrecy that put Donna on edge, the slight chances of being caught. Her reputation would be in tatters if someone were to see her outside Harvey's hotel room and speculate. Malik and Hardman would be pleased, but it didn't matter. Because she knew she didn't sleep her way there, Harvey knew all the same and as for tonight, they're the only two people in the world.
Harvey greeted her with a hungry smile, wrenching the door open more abruptly then she'd expected after only one knock. Her lips dawned into a wide, eager smirk as heat sparked in her belly and she stepped through the threshold, trying to mask how eager she was.
A gasp escaped her as Harvey gathered her in his arms, a strong arm around her waist and pulling her closer as he pushed the door shut and their lips met in a heated kiss. Donna was swept up into the moment, eyes closed and arms clutching at his biceps and shoulders, attempting to pull him closer. Moments passed before they pulled away, both their eyes wide and feral as he pressed her back against the closed door, a charge passing between them as their hands gripped and squeezed over clothed flesh.
"You seem...excited to see me Harvey," Donna drawled, voice panting and breathless as she gazed up at her lover, the curve of her lips making it clear she was only teasing.
Harvey growled, pinning her harder against the door as he nipped at her bottom lip. "You play too many games," he replied gruffly against her lips, a hand cupping her cheek almost gently before his thumb grazed across her chin and his palm caressed lower, settling lightly around her neck. Her head tilted upwards, to accommodate his large hand along the delicate column of her throat, her bright eyes finding his, sparkling with excitement.
"I thought you liked my teasing," Donna purred back at him, a hand moving over his shoulder and down his chest and abdomen, the fabric of his dinner shirt surprisingly soft underhand palm, then lower and lower still.
His free hand, the one not pressed around her throat, snapped as fast as a whip around her small wrist, stopping her movements. He pulled her hand away from him and instead pinned it to the door beside her body. He chuckled at her words, smirk still on his lips as his own eyes burned with desire.
"You've teased enough for the day," Harvey replied lowly, before leaning his head forward and capturing her lips in a hot, passionate kiss.
The kiss was all teeth and tongue, the lovers battling for dominance as their bodies pressed against each other eagerly. Donna jerking back from the kiss with a frustrated huff. His hands and body were still pinning her to the door, keeping her in place and preventing her from creating the friction she so dearly wanted.
"Are you going to do something Harvey? Or just keep me captive against the door all night?" Donna snapped haughtily, hips canting forward, though her movement was restricted by the dinner dress she wore.
Harvey simply laughed at her words, hand squeezing the side of her neck for a quick moment before smoothing down over her shoulder and down her side, settling on her waist with ease. As if he'd performed the gesture a million times. As he took a step back he settled his other hand on her waist, freeing her wrist and pulling her along to follow him.
"You talk too much, Donna," he replied with a groan, as he walked them back, further into the room, eyes on hers. He spun them around then, hands still on Donna's waist as he backed her up against the rooms vanity, his eyes slipping to their reflected form in the large mirror attached. An idea struck him then, as her hands smoothed up his arms and settled on his solid shoulders.
He kissed her again then, long, slow, and passionate. Pulling away, his lips formed a smirk as his hands maneuvered her body around, turning her to face the mirror. Donna's back pressed against his front, his desire evident as she pressed herself back against him. Their eyes met in the mirror then, as his hands gripped her hips tightly for a moment before smoothing sensually up her sides and towards the clasp at the top of her dress.
Donna felt him undo it, a shiver running through her body at the touch, as he moved onto the zipper of her dress. A hand swept her hand to the side, off her neck, and over one shoulder as Harvey pushed the straps of her dress over her shoulders, mouth attaching to the bare, exposed skin of her left shoulder. He kissed lightly along her shoulder, sucking slightly at the juncture of her neck before pressing a wet kiss just below her ear. His head lifted just a little, eyes finding hers in the mirror; half-lidded and full of desire. Donna felt as if she were melting.
"I'm going to ravish you," Harvey breathed into her ear, voice low and thick with lust.
Donna's lips fell open as if to say something but her voice would not respond. She simply lost herself in his gaze, his lips, his hands. His hands were pushing her dress down and down and onto the floor, stripping her of her underwear as well, fabric falling to a puddle around her still heeled feet. His kisses moved down her shoulder and across the back of her neck, following the crease of her spine, his hands digging almost painfully into the pale skin of her hips.
She moaned, his name falling from her lips with abandon, drunk on the lust permeating the air, sounding like a whispered prayer, "Harvey."
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