Sorry for taking so long to update! Midterms and projects are taking so much time. Ok so… sexual content ahead! I'm not sure how to feel about it, first time I write this explicitly. Let me know in all honesty if you like it or not. Enjoy!

"Donna" he repeated trying to catch her eyes. She wouldn't dare look him in the eyes; she was much too wise for that. Instead she removed the bed table, murmuring "yeah?" attempting to keep a straight face. She knew she shouldn't have done what she did, and she tried to ignore the goose bumps all over her body from the feel of his tongue on her finger.

"Look at me" he orders her, knowing too well that she was avoiding his eyes on purpose. She looks at him then, his eyes portraying every fear she had. They mirrored hers; lustful, eager, yet tender. She was afraid of what she might find in his eyes, and what she found scared her even more; obviously neither of them was thinking clearly.

Harvey tries to calm the erupting volcano inside his chest. He inhales and exhales sharply, looking into Donna's eyes, waiting for some sign. Instead, her mouth opens, whispering: "What?". He wants to explain, he wants to tell her that she drives him crazy, that she fills every thought of his every day and that no woman compared to her in any domain, not even sexually. Especially not sexually, his mind screams. He thinks that maybe these words were exactly what they needed, to define what they are once and for all. He wants to start talking, but finds himself bending towards her, catching her face. He feels the blood creep up her cheeks, warming his fingers. It's only a matter of seconds before his lips crash on hers.

They are warm and hefty, just like the other time, they taste like whipped cream, exactly like the other time. He is surprised of her welcoming gesture, as her body shifts to his, her teeth biting on his lower lip. He doesn't know what triggers it, but he suddenly stops, pulling away. He expects her to slap him, to call him names, but instead he found her staring at him in confusion, trying to figure him out. "I'm sorry. That was inappropriate, I'm sorry" he repeated, standing up and looking at her, waiting for her reaction. She still doesn't say anything, waiting for him to explain. "I shouldn't have done that" he explained. "I'm going to fix the corners of the bathroom" he continued, in a hurry to run away.

Donna looked at herself sitting in Harvey's bed, wearing a bra only, broken hearted. She hated herself right now, for triggering whatever that was, for being the clingy one. In all their years of relationship, she never was the weak one; he always was more outspoken. This time around, she was the one asking him to share the bed with her, who was officially seducing him, who couldn't even yell at him for being an asshole. But she's even more confused; the Harvey she knew would have gone all the way, especially since he was merely answering her invitation. Yet here he was, being the mature and rational one, and right now, she hated him for it.

She decided to go out of bed, grabbing one of Harvey's old t-shirts, and going into the small bathroom. She looks at herself in the mirror, trying to think of ways to set everything back the way it was. She finally decides to go yell at him, it was most probably what he was expecting of her anyway. She knew the words coming out of her mouth wouldn't even convince her; she deep down knew it was all she wanted, to be with him. She doesn't want to think about what she means, if this need to be with him extended beyond the physical one.

She gathers her courage and walks to the big bathroom where Harvey was working, trying to prepare an angry tone. She finds him facing the wall, his back to her. "Harvey" she calls him, but he doesn't turn around. "Look I'm sorry. I know it was wrong, I'm sorry" he repeats, not wanting to face her. "Harvey" she repeats, and this time he doesn't say a word. "Harvey!" she finally yells, and he realizes he would have to deal with it sooner or later. "What!" he answers frustrated, turning around.

The next thing that happens is a blur. Donna goes from being angry to jumping Harvey right there, pushing his back against the wall, where he had just freshly put a layer. "What the-" he says surprised, only to be silenced by her lips. Her lips kiss his eagerly, her hands cupping his face as his find their place on her waist. She controlled the pace, slowing it down as she sucked on his lip, torturing him, and accelerating it as she made way for his tongue inside her mouth. He wants to flip her around and take charge, but warns her of the fresh paint, wanting to suggest moving to another room. "I don't care" she said between breaths, as he pinned her on the wall, removing her t-shirt, his actually, his eyes travelling down to her chest.

He sucks her ears, well aware that they are her weak spot. He kisses her jaw line down her neck, where he bit and kissed her ferociously. Her hand caressed his hair, as little moans escaped her lips, and one of his hands travelled to the side of her bra, while the other one was placed on the wall for support. She guides his lips back to hers, tenderly kissing them, before her hands gripped his white t-shirt now covered in blue, raising it up. She takes his t-shirt off, admiring his perfect body, her hands caressing his torso. Both his hands are now at her breasts, squeezing them and caressing them gently, as his tongue slid down from Donna's neck to the space between her breasts.

"Harvey" Donna moaned, her body arching towards him. He kept squeezing her breasts, placing kisses on them through the bra. Donna spun Harvey around, trying to regain control. She kissed his neck and left some bite marks, as her hands caressed his nipples. Her kisses travel down to his torso, before sucking on his nipples, making her call out her name. Donna smiled as she heard her name, whispering seductively in his ear: "You haven't seen half of it". He grinned as he heard those words, enjoying Donna in control, and noticing how much she loved to be in that position. One of her hands slides down to play with the hem of his pants, skillfully sliding them down, before moving to play with his boxer.

His hands cup her ass, his lips yearning for hers. They both slow down the pace, grasping for air, their eyes locked. He suddenly sees the flame inside Donna's eyes as her hand moved to his private parts, stroking his length through the boxer. His face expression is priceless, and she smiles knowingly as he whispers: "You're naughty". She can feel him getting hard under her touch, his hands traveling all over her body, touching every spot, memorizing her every curve.

He flips her around again, his body now squeezing hers on the wall. She could feel his hardness, making her wet, as his hands skillfully removed her bra. His mouth captured one of her nipples, sending a heat wave through her body. He moves to the second one, fairly giving attention to both, as she moaned: "Oh God". "It's Harvey actually" he said, grinning against her skin. He continues to suck her nipples as his hand travels to the space between her thighs, now completely wet. "Someone's turned on" he teased, his breath hitching.

"Look who's talking. I could play baseball with that thing" she teased back, pointing down, before she slightly raised her voice: "Harveyy" as removed her panties, sliding a finger inside of her. He shifts her body higher, to have better control, as she crossed her legs around his waist, looking for support. He now had full access to her body, his finger still teasing her, while his mouth kissed her body from her neck down her breast. She felt her legs getting weak, as she slid her feet down to the ground.

She started kissing his body down to his boxers, removing them with her teeth, turning Harvey on even more. She stroke up and down his length with her hand, making Harvey moan. "Donna" he begged. "It's God actually" she corrected. He grins between his moans: "You're incorrigible" he states.

She led him by the hand to sit on the floor, taking a position on top of him, as they tenderly kissed. "Do you want to..?" he asked her affectionately, making sure she wanted to go all the way. It scared her how caring he was, how he treated her like fragile material. She nods, and he asks her to grab the box of condoms from the small cabinet.

The way it goes is nothing like the first time. The other time was raw, reckless, and young. This time around it's mature, slow, and affectionate. "I want you inside me" she asked, still on top of him. He obliged immediately, sliding himself inside of her, as she rode him up and down, both moaning in pleasure. The sight to his eyes was wonderful; Donna looked flawless, sitting on top of him, her breast moving up and down with every movement. They both felt their everyday's synchronization now; both of their bodies working at the same rate. Just when he felt he's about to explode, Harvey spun Donna around, taking position on top, slowing entering her, leaving a kiss on her lips with every movement.

He stopped after a while, staring at Donna's beautiful body stretched on his bathroom floor. He kissed her abdomen down, wanting to reach the spot between her legs. As soon as she felt his lips on her, her body tightened, as her hand moved to his hair, raising him up to her face. She kissed him before whispering seductively: "69"

Harvey knew right then he would soon be screaming out for life. She positioned herself with her head between his legs, as he had also had full access to her vagina. She slowly started sucking the tip of his penis, as his lips kissed her spot slowly. The pace accelerated as she slid it all in her mouth and he devoured her shamelessly.

"Oh God Donna!" he screamed

"Oh God Harvey!" she mirrored

"Arghhh" they both finally screamed, reaching orgasm.

He then took her hand, motioning her to lie down on top of him, as he kissed the top of her hair. "Stop playing with my ass Specter" she warned playfully, as she felt his hand still squeezing it. "You have some paint there that's all" he replied innocently. "That's not the only place you know" she whispered naughtily. He kissed her nose and her lips tenderly. "Save water by showering together?" he suggested playfully, his eyebrows rising up. "You're so hot when you go all Green on me Specter" she flirted, kissing him between every word.

Thank you for reading! I really hope you enjoyed it. Don't forget to leave a review and tell me what you think. What does that mean for both of them? Stay tuned for more, hopefully I'll be able to update soon.

Waiting for your opinion,

-G