Donna had invited Katrina and Samantha out for drinks after her and Harvey had an argument this morning and they had been ignoring each other since, she didn't feel like going home with him but she also didn't want to be alone. They had argued over something trivial that she can't even remember now she has a few drinks inside her, but he had irked her by not backing her up on it and being particularly awkward, causing things to get blown way out of proportion. She had left the firm that evening with the two blondes without telling him her plans and they had made their way straight to the nearest bar and Donna started by ordering them all cocktails with a side of shots.
Katrina and Samantha had shared a look and suspected something was wrong between the couple as Donna was avoiding any conversation regarding her and Harvey, she was clearly here to get drunk and in fact she suggested they moved to a much louder bar where they could dance instead of chatting. After a couple more rounds of shots and trips to the dance floor they all sat down in a booth, Donna especially was feeling the affects of the alcohol she had consumed. Tears sprung to her eyes as she thought of the past few months with Harvey and how it had been amazing, she wouldn't change a thing but that didn't mean he didn't irritate the hell out of her at times, as she probably did to him. Regret swarmed her hazy mind and she wished she had just gone home and smoothed things over with him. Whilst the other two stumbled off to the bathroom, Donna slipped her hand into her purse and checked her phone, which had been ignored since leaving the firm. The screen lit up with missed calls and texts from him and she instantly felt a pang of guilt in her chest and called him back.
"Donna, where the hell are you?" He answered gruffly almost instantly.
"I just came out for some drinks with.." She paused and tried to remember her colleagues and friends names through the drunken fog currently clouding her brain. "..'trina and S'man..tha..but I want to go home now." A hiccup punctuated her rambling.
"Where are you? I'm coming to get you." Harvey ran a hand through his hair, his anxiety had built over the evening, not just about where she was but about her not speaking to him. In his past relationships this had been all it took to end it, he wasn't going to let that happen with Donna and deep down he knew she wouldn't either. He hadn't even been able to have a drink to calm his nerves as he wanted to be able to go and pick her up if she did call.
Once Donna had eventually stopped waffling and given him her location he grabbed his keys and made his way to the building's underground parking lot and started up his latest car from the club.
Donna announced she was going home and squeezed the hands of her friends over the table in place of a hug, thanking them for their company this evening. They could tell by the relief on her face she was going home to Harvey. She had fun, but that didn't stop her urgently feeling the need to get home to him. She stood up to go and wait outside for him and tried to walk with her usual sass in her heels, just about managing it. She waved over her shoulder at the two blondes who were smiling in her direction as she left.
The cool air hit her as she stepped outside and made her feel dizzy, she hoped he got here soon. She glanced up and down the busy street looking for the Audi he was currently driving. She saw him pull up and got in the car with him before he could even put the vehicle in park and slammed the door harder than she meant to.
"Hey." Even in her drunken state she was aware of the tension between them. She wanted to kiss him and him to rest his hand on her thigh like he always did when he was driving, but she could feel he was closed off.
"Did you have a good evening?" He asked sternly as he pulled away from the curb and spun the car around to go home.
"Do you have to drive so fast?" She snapped, her head spinning from his manoeuvre and she clutched her stomach, maybe all those shots weren't such a great idea on an empty stomach.
"I'm a little bit drunk, just..just a little though."
He smirked, he knew she could handle her drink fairly well, but once she started on the shots she would get real drunk real fast. He had only seen her like this a handful of times and each time she had thrown up and been left with a hangover the next day. Luckily they weren't far from home and he managed to get her into the elevator fairly easily as she just trailed behind him with bare feet. Once the doors closed behind them she backed up and rested her head on the mirrored wall and closed her eyes.
"Are you still mad?" She sighed, not opening her eyes to look at him.
"No." He said simply, knowing full well there was little point having a full blown conversation now that she probably wouldn't even remember in the morning. "Are you?"
"It seems like you are." Ignoring his question, she still didn't open her eyes from this comfy position she had found on the wall, "I can feel it. I know these things, I'm Donna." As she rambled the elevator had stopped but she didn't seem to notice until her took her hand and pulled her towards the exit before she could get to how awesome she is.
"Come on, Donna." He was well aware he was being grumpy but he had been worried and didn't seem to be able to snap out of it. They walked towards the front door and she looked down at their clutched hands, something washed over her and tears slipped down her cheeks, it wasn't until he opened the door and stood back to let her in first that he noticed.
"What's wrong?" He asked, a hand moving to gently cup her face and she brushed past him.
She stopped in front of him in the door way and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. He shuffled them into the condo, one hand holding her close around her waist and the other closing the door behind them.
"I love you so much, you know." She sniffed into his neck. "I never want to fight with you ever, ever again."
"I love you too, Donna." He kissed her head and sighed, the tension and anxiety finally leaving his body now she was in his arms. "Even if we fight, doesn't mean I don't love you." He muttered into her ear. "You never need to worry, okay?" He knew full well they would occasionally disagree about things, they were both too passionate not to. It didn't mean their relationship was in danger, in fact it made them stronger.
"Okay." She clung to him even as he tried to let her go so they could move away from the door. "I missed you." She sighed into his ear and kissed his neck. "I need you."
"Donna." He warned, almost amused at the range of emotions she had been through in the last hour. "You should eat something." He knew she hadn't eaten since lunch.
Her stomach turned at his absurd suggestion and she finally let go of him. He watched as she walked towards the bedroom, holding onto the counter for support for as long as she could. He picked up her discarded shoes, knowing she would tell him off if he left them by the door. Whipped? Him? Not at all! He stopped in the kitchen to get her a glass of water and thought it might be wise to put a bowl by her bed in case she got sick in the night.
Meanwhile, whilst planning to seduce him Donna had somehow wriggled free of her dress without unzipping it and was lay on the bed in just a burgundy lace bra and thong, her hair was fanned across her pillow and she had one arm above her head and one draped across her taut body. Harvey swallowed and cursed her drunken state, he put her shoes away in the closet quietly and put the glass down next to her side of the bed. He watched as she slowly blinked until her eyes wouldn't open again and she drifted off to sleep before getting undressed himself and getting them both under the covers.
A few hours later he was awoken by her squeezing his hand under the covers, he blinked awake and looked over at her. Donna stared back at him all hazel eyes and messy auburn locks, the look on her face telling him she needed him. He would take the lead, just how she loved it when she was warm and sleepy and feeling needy. Harvey moved over her, realizing she was now naked as he slipped a thigh between her legs and brushed his lips lightly over hers in a tease. She tasted of mint and he realized she must have gone and freshened up before waking him, he was aware she never slept very well after drinking so it didn't really surprise him. It wasn't uncommon for her to wake him in the early hours for a quick tryst before they would both go back to sleep and get up for work as normal.
"Morning." He smiled between kisses, leaning on one elbow so he didn't crush her and his other hand brushing her hair back from her forehead.
"It's 4 am, Harvey.." She laughed croakily, brushing her calf up one of his legs and scratching her nails gently at the nape of his neck. He didn't respond as his mouth covered hers again, gently brushing his lips against hers before kissing her deeply. He had this amazing skill of always knowing just how she wanted it. In her current fragile state, she needed him to take care of her, show her everything was still the same between them and slowly but passionately take control of her body. He was already hard against her hip and she bucked up trying to make contact with any part of him. He breathed a laugh into her mouth and moved his attention lower.
"Okay, I'll hurry up." He wasn't going to make her wait this time. He pushed himself up onto his knees, taking the covers with him and looked down at her lay naked beneath him. Sometimes he couldn't believe she was really his. He tucked her hair behind her ear before kissing her neck and whispering something hot and dirty in her ear, he trailed his tongue around her erect nipples and squeezed each breast eliciting a moan from her. He kissed a trail down to her belly button and looked back up at her, she was staring down at him and her hands were in his hair urging him to continue. Harvey smirked and ran his fingertips along her puffy outer lips as she opened her legs for him, he used one hand to spread her inner lips and wasn't surprised to find her glistening and wet for him. He bit down gently on one thigh and kissed away the sting before sliding a finger inside her and curling it upwards, her hips sprung off the bed and she moaned in response to his touch.
"Harv-" This didn't feel like he was hurrying to her, she was desperate for his touch in her most sensitive area. Why wasn't he touching her? "Please, baby." She begged. It did something to him when she called him that, she only ever did it at her most vulnerable, he almost growled and finally let his mouth make contact with her clit and curled his finger again inside her. It didn't take long until her hips were off the bed again and he increased the sucking pressure on her clit, his tongue flicking back and forth to effortlessly bring her over the edge. Her stiffened body jerked as she came, desperate muscles clenching around his finger trying to prolong the pleasure. Her shaking legs relaxed and she lowered herself back onto the bed, he moved back up her body to kiss her mouth again. Something she secretly loved after he had gone down on her, although he was well aware of that secret - it was quite obvious. Aftershocks tingled her legs causing them to twitch and he ran a hand around her taut stomach, asking in his way if she was ready for him.
"I want you, Harvey." She whispered between long kisses.
"I want you, Donna." He repeated back to her, before sliding his hard length across her hip and lining himself up with her. He thrust his hips sliding against her wet lips and the tip of his cock made contact with her hypersensitive clit.
"Unnghh!" She groaned, it was too much for her just yet.
"Too sensitive?" He smirked knowingly against her lips again before giving them a quick peck and pushing his way inside her. He avoids her clit and instead flicks his hips up with every thrust hitting her sweet spot. She's pulsing around him again in no time and he realizes she hasn't been this needy for a while, the stress of work and related politics not allowing her to properly let go. The alcohol seems to have cleared her mind of any thoughts except him and what he was doing to her, at least for now.
Once she had recovered again he slowed down his thrusts and decides he will bring her off yet again but slowly this time, he loves feeling her muscles fluttering and pulsing around him sometimes for minutes when he fucks her long and slow. When she asks him for it hard and fast she comes quicker and more intensely but this isn't what she needs right now.
Harvey pumps into her with long deep thrusts and wonders if she can handle any pressure on her clit again yet. When he's fully buried in her he grinds against her pubic bone and she almost shoots off the bed.
"Ahhh, Harveyyy.." She pants and clasps her thighs around him in a vice. He decides it's a positive reaction and repeats it slowly each steady thrust. He's getting close just watching her reaction and feeling her squeezing and shaking around him, his preference was always hard and fast but since being with her he's discovered the pleasure involved in actually making love and giving pleasure as well as receiving.
"Come for me again, Donna." He pants into her ear, his body fully covering hers making her feel small and surrounded and she almost panics as she feels another orgasm building within her, it's too intense. But nothing can stop the impending pleasure especially as he increases the pace of his hips again and it's only seconds until she goes over the edge. Her breathing stops. She can't make a sound, nothing will come out, she clutches him with her quivering thighs and her nails dig into his back as sparks fly and fizz through her center and down her legs to her toes. She hears his breath hitch feels him come inside her and he groans in her ear how amazing she is. She wants to respond but she can't make her mouth form any words, its like she has no control over any of her muscles and her vision tunnels until all she sees is black and all she feels is tingling all over her body.
Harvey is still inside her when he lifts his head from where it was buried in the crook of her neck, he looks at her limp form and smiles smugly and kisses her cheek. He waits for her to open her eyes as he pulls out of her and slumps down next to her, but is concerned when she doesn't react.
"Donna?" He kisses her gently on her closed eyelid. "Are you alright?" He shakes her gently to rouse her, she doesn't appear asleep but she's not responding. She is off in a different world where there are only stars and pleasure and although she can hear him she can't coordinate her body to respond just yet. Harvey laughs as the corner of her mouth twitches up slightly.
"Mmmm.." She can't move yet but at least her vocal chords still work.
"Did you just pass out?" He asks smugly and she can tell even from her inebriated state that he's going to be teasing her for the next one hundred years about this.
"No." She lies, bringing her hands up to cover her face and turning away from him. Unsure why she now feels shy around him.
"Yes you did, you were out of it-" He scoots up behind her, kissing her neck and sliding his hand over her hip. She literally can't take another touch and doesn't respond to his embrace, too sleepy and amused to argue with his inflated ego.
"I..I have never.." She stumbles over her words, her head still spinning and her naked body shivering a little at the chill in the early morning air, she gives up on her sentence and he pulls the covers over them and huffs a laugh into her hair.
"It's okay." He whispers, "Go back to sleep," He kisses her head and takes her hand in his, resting them against her stomach. Her body still thrums with aftershocks as she drifts back to sleep in his arms.
They don't wake until 10am the next morning and Donna thanks the Lord it's Sunday. She is first out of bed and goes straight into the bathroom for a shower, surprisingly she doesn't feel to hung over but she is hoping Harvey will join her for a lazy day indoors today. The hot spray of the shower soothes her aching muscles and she thinks back to their early hours love making session, she had never felt like that before. She didn't even think it was possible to feel that good, she had known since that night 13 years ago that Harvey was good in bed but this was more than that. Something happened and he was hyper-aware of exactly what she needed and how, he could read her the same way she had always been able to read him.
The bed was empty when she emerged from the bathroom and she made her way into the kitchen in her robe and with her wet hair clipped up on her head. He was making them breakfast and she realized she was starving, he slid a cup of coffee towards her over the counter and she gratefully brought it to her lips smiling at him with her eyes over the brim.
"Morning." He repeated his greeting from earlier.
"Morning Harvey." She wandered around the counter and into his open arms for a quick hug. He was warm and dressed in a casual t-shirt and shorts. She briefly wondered if he was planning to go for a run, hoping he wasn't as she wanted to spend the whole day snuggled into him.
"How are you feeling?" He asked unable to catch her gaze and she avoided his stare shyly. She was always a little quiet when she was hungover but he suspected there was more that was unsaid.
"Surprisingly okay, I think I burned off most of the alcohol earlier so I feel fine. A little achy perhaps." She clung to his t-shirt. "You're not going out today are you?" She didn't mean to sound needy but had trouble stopping it coming out that way.
"Nope. Not unless you want to, I'm all yours today baby." She blushed at his use of the word , even if he was making fun of her. She smacked his chest and moved back to the counter for her coffee and awaited his highly anticipated breakfast.
After breakfast they'd gone back to bed to watch TV, both feeling the affects of a late night and broken sleep. Harvey lay on his back and flicked through the channels settling on a sports channel whilst Donna flicked through her emails and replied to her mother's text message from yesterday. Once she was done she placed the phone down on the mattress beside her and rolled over to him, resting her head on his shoulder and smiling at him pretending to ignore her, she ran her hand up his chest and grabbed his chin turning his head towards her.
"Surely you don't want more already." He laughed but didn't take his eyes off the screen, his right hand moved to rest on her left thigh. She really was insatiable at times, he wondered what the hell he did to deserve being able to have like this and kicked himself for the time wasted.
"No but I don't want to watch boring sports, so it seems like the only option.." She slipped her long leg over both of his and straddled him, ready for round two to start with her taking care of him.
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