"Luis, you wanted to see me." Mike said stepping inside the office. It was smaller than Harvey's and for some reason that made Mike smile. The view of the night sky was spotted with lights from the city, it would have been beautiful if Luis hadn't been standing in front of it, ruining it. But even if he wasn't, Harvey's would still be better. Luis shifted full of pride, making Mike roll his eyes.

"Let me tell you a story Mike. This morning, I was getting out of my car when I seen a certain associate and a certain senior partner getting out of a car holding hands." He smirked at Mike and Mike held his composure. "For a second I thought he was probably just helping you out of the car and then I remembered, this is Harvey Specter we're talking about, he wouldn't help his own grandmother out of a car. So then I asked myself, well, Luis, why would they be holding hands? So, why were you holding hands?" Luis smiled sickly.

"Luis, I…"

"Shut up, Mike. I'm sure you know Pearson Hardman's policy on relationships within the work place. What I really want to know is what are you going to do to keep me from telling Jessica?" Mike started to laugh. "What's so funny?" Luis was black mailing him, for what Mike didn't know, and didn't really want to.

"You, thinking you can black mail me. Luis, for any dirt you have on me I have something forty times worse on you." Luis cocked his head to the side. "Luis, if you tell Jessica what you saw today, I'll just tell her about what you really use your corporate card for."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't you?" Mike asked taking a page from the book of Donna.

"Get out of my office." Luis growled walking to the back of his desk as Mike slipped out of the office and started towards Harvey's.

"Harvey, Luis knows about…"

"For the last time Mike, Luis doesn't know about Harvard, you're in the clear, we're fine. God, how much reassurance do you need?"

"No, Harvey, Luis seen us walking in together this morning he knows about us. So I told him that if he told Jessica I would tell her what he really did with his company card."

"Which is?" Harvey asked bemused.

"Exactly, I don't actually have anything on him. If he figures that out…"

"First off you give Luis way too much credit. He's smart but he's not brave, he's not going to risk himself to find out if you actually know anything. Second, you already found out he's hiding something about that card, so if a problem ever arises just set Jessica on the path, she'll figure it out. See its okay to make empty threats as long as you know how to work them."

"Are you giving me permission to lie?"

"No, I'm giving you permission to protect yourself." Harvey got up and turned the desk light off walking around to the other side and putting his arm around Mike's waist, pulling Mike flush against his hard body. "Want to go back to the condo? Maybe stop to get dinner on the way?" Harvey asked looking at Mike as Mike watched the door, uncomfortable with the compromising position and the possibility that someone might see.

"I was actually planning on going to my place, clean clothes you know?"

"Well, we can stop on the way home." Harvey ignored Mike's obvious discomfort with the proposition, it wasn't fear of what might happen when they were there after all, it was fear of Harvey not really wanting him.

"Harvey, you called it home." For a minute Mike thought Harvey was opening up, showing him a different more committing side of him, not that Mike needed Harvey to make a full commitment he'd do this thing between them anyway but it would be nice to have that promise.

"It is my home." And just like that Harvey's walls went up again. He knew he'd made a mistake saying home, he knew Mike had instantly read too much into it. But still Harvey didn't let go of Mike's waist, if anything he pulled him more securely against him, kissing his throat, Mike's skin burning hot against his mouth. Mike's resolve broke and he leaned into the kiss instead of trying to pull away. Harvey's mouth worked the throat chords, sensitive little red marks were starting to turn to bruises on the younger man's throat and a moan escaped his lips.

"Mmmm." Mike hummed happily, wrapping his arms around Harvey's shoulders.

"That's a yes." Harvey said kissing his throat one more time before pushing him back a little and starting toward the door. Mike clenched his teeth, his pants growing a little tighter as he watched Harvey walking in front of him and started to really understand the importance of a nice suit. "Come on." Harvey called over his shoulder, and Mike started after him, watching those strong shoulders in front of him.

Mike finally caught up at the elevator that Harvey was holding open. Harvey smirked at him, raking his eyes up and down his body, making Mike blush and stop in his tracks. "Well, what are you waiting for? You afraid to be in such a small confined space alone with me." Mike shook his head but stayed put. "Well, then," Harvey circled his hand around Mike's wrist and lightly tugged at him "Come on." Mike went willingly into the elevator and stood next to Harvey. As soon as the doors closed Harvey whispered "You should be." And before Mike could ask, Harvey had pressed him back into the wall, smashing their lips together. "God, you taste so good." Harvey muttered, breaking their kiss long enough to loosen Mikes tie and unbutton he first few buttons on the shirt, then his mouth was plastered to Mike's collarbone.

Mike grunted softly when Harvey's hand slid down his chest to the waist of his pants. "Harvey." Mike groaned, unable to control himself.

"What?" Harvey asked, seemingly unaffected by the happenings before he pulled completely away from Mike just as they reached the first floor. Harvey walked out of the elevator buttoning up the front of his suit, like he did when he walked out a of a court case he had just dominated. Mike trailed behind, trying to stop the burning in his cheeks. The security guard at the counter waved them through and nodded his head at Mike with a knowing smirk and Mike absently wondered how many people from the office Harvey had screwed, or almost screwed. Harvey waved back to the man behind the counter "Have a goodnight Frank." He said clearly. Mike wondered whether that was the security guys name or not.

When they finally made it inside the comfort of Ray's backseat, Harvey's hands were suddenly keeping to themselves and Mike started to feel awkward. "Harvey." Mike muttered softly, not knowing what he was going to say when Harvey answered him, if Harvey answered him. All Mike knew was that he wanted some contact.

"We need to go shopping." Harvey muttered glancing over Mike's figure sitting beside him.

"For what?" Mike asked staying still when Harvey began to move toward him a little. Harvey reached out, cupping Mike's face in his hand a brought their lips together and Mike's urgency for some sort of contact was sated.

"Because I like kissing you, so I need chap stick, so our lips don't get too chapped. Because I like touching you, so obviously we need some body lotion." Harvey kissed him earnestly, but it was so slightly dirty that Mike thought they should both be arrested for indecent exposure. "But mostly because I think I would really love to watch the faces you would make when I'm fucking you. So we're going to need lube and condoms. And a lot of them." Mike's heart flat lined for a second. Harvey had said that more like he was saying it was going to rain so they were going to need an umbrella and rain boots, but the way his hand was now fisted into Mike's hair and his body weight had Mike pinned between him and the car door, and the way his other hand was quickly unbuttoning Mike's shirt, Mike had to know that this was anything but ordinary.

"Want you… so bad." Mike panted as Harvey moved his mouth down to Mike's throat, biting down on his collar bone, then sucking at the reddened flesh.

"Can't wait till I'm inside you." Harvey gasped into Mike's collar, pulling the shirt out of his pants and pushing it open to expose Mike's beautiful slightly hairy chest. Harvey's mouth dropped to his right nipple, sucking greedily and causing Mike to shudder violently when Harvey's hand rubbed Mike's throbbing cock through his suit pants.

"Oh, fuck." Mike groaned, wanting Harvey to dirty talk him into a climax. "Keep talking." Mike muttered. Ever since day one, Mike had loved Harvey talking. He loved watching his mouth. He loved hearing his voice. But most of all he loved that no matter what Harvey said it always sounded right.

"Lay down." Harvey whispered into Mike's ear but somehow Mike knew it wasn't a request, but a demand and he followed it, Harvey's body allowing his just enough room to do as he was told before settling on top of him and grinding their cocks together for the first time. Saying Mike seen stars would be a lie. He saw the entire universe.

Harvey quickly set a rhythm that perfectly matched mike's gasps and Mike momentarily thought that Harvey might be a mind reader because he knew exactly how fast and hard Mike wanted the pressure of Harvey's groin on his. "You want me to talk you through it?" Harvey asked once they had finally gotten into a good rutting grind.

"Yes." Mike breathed.

"Good boy." Harvey said grinding down a little harder with the compliment and then going back to the previous pace. "When we get back to the condo I'm going to lead you into the bedroom."

"Uh-huh." Mike gasped.

"I want you to picture everything I say." Mike did as he was told. "I'm going to kiss you, softly at first, then harder, until we're both gasping for air and your cock is so hard you almost cry and your legs are shaking so badly I have to hold you up. And then I'm going to lay you down on the bed, on your back and I'm going to let you watch as I discard every piece of clothing on both of us."

"Uh. Uh." Mike groaned in time with Harvey's shifts, and he pictured a naked Harvey.

"Then, I'm going to spread your legs so I can kneel in between them. I'm going to put some lube on my hands and work it onto your cock." That was backwards, Mike had always pictured Harvey working his on cock with lube, readying it for Mike's ass. But somehow this was so much hotter, it was like Harvey was letting go of some of his control, but not much.

"Oh god."

"Mike, are you picturing this? Are you picturing us?"

"Yeah." Mike cried out, just wanting this to keep going, but wanting it to be over at the same time.

"Good." Harvey bit down on Mike's collar bone then released. "Then I'm going to put a little bit of lube on my fingers and press them right up against my entrance." Mike shuddered, moaning and biting into his lip hard, picturing everything Harvey was saying. And Harvey's cock ground so hard into Mike's that he honestly felt a tear slip past the corner of his eye before he felt Harvey's tongue lick it away. "Then once I've worked my hole open enough, I'm going to straddle you and push myself down on your cock."

"Holy shit!" Mike gasped at how hard and quick Harvey's strokes were coming now. He could barely keep his thoughts in line enough to understand what Harvey was saying.

"And then I'm going to ride you, until you can't take it anymore and then you're going to…" Harvey waited, on his last word, slamming his hips up grinding down as hard as he could muster to get Mike off and keep himself completely clean. "Look at me Mike." Harvey ordered and Mike's eyes barely opened and focused on Harvey's.

"Come."

It was a demand. And Mike knew it.

And Mike was coming, harder than he ever had before, screaming Harvey's name over and over as Harvey worked Mike through his orgasm. Harvey watched intently as tears streamed out from the younger man's eyes. It wasn't the gross kind of crying that Harvey hated. But the hot kind of crying, when you know you've just had one of the best experiences that you will ever have.

Harvey finally slowed down and then stopped when Mike stopped screaming and started whimpering, overstimulation without ever actually touching his skin. "Shh. Shhh." Harvey shushed him, rubbing circles on his sides, calming him down as he continued to cry a little. Harvey was very pleased, even though his own cock was still insanely hard. Harvey had had a lot of trouble stopping himself from going over the edge just from the sight of mike underneath him, and when Mike's orgasm rocked him, Harvey had to bite his arm to keep himself from giving into the thrilling burn in his scrotum. It was mostly the fact that it was Mike, but then part of what made it so hot was that when Harvey told him to come, he just did. And that in it's self would have been enough for Harvey, if he had wanted this to be about his pleasure at all, but he hadn't, he had just wanted Mike to get some relief. And he had surely given him that.

"Harvey." Mike whispered as Harvey started to sit up and adjust himself. "Harvey did you…" Mike, bit back his question, to embarrassed.

"No." Harvey answered then remembered how sensitive Mike was and realized what saying no had probably made Mike think, so he continued. "But not because I wasn't going to. But because this is a very expensive suit, and I almost ruined it with your come, my come would have ruined it. And I really love this suit."

"Well, do you, want me, to, you know?"

"Get me off?" Harvey asked, making Mike blush. "Babe, you're not going to have any trouble doing that as soon as we get back to my place. But right now, no, I don't want to get off. That's not my favorite part anyway."

"Really?" Mike asked sitting up, feeling sticky and achy and so completely blissful.

"Really."

"So what is your favorite part."

"Your orgasm." Mike frowned at this, silently calling Harvey a liar. Then Harvey laughed. "No really, you make the hottest faces, and it's almost enough to push me over the edge. Seriously, if I watched you jack off, I could probably come without ever being touched. But I also love the part right before the orgasm, when you don't know whether it's going to hurt like hell or anything at all really except that even if it does hurt, it will be the best thing ever. I like that because no matter how many times you have sex, as long as it's good enough to get you off, you always have those feelings. The orgasm doesn't really matter to me, unless it's yours we are talking about, now that, that matters." Mike sat still, stunned and still shaking from the orgasm and the honesty Harvey had just let him in on.

"Wow." He muttered finally as the car stopped.

"Wait, this is a pharmacy." Mike said shutting the door behind him and waiting on Harvey.

"I told you we had to go shopping." Harvey muttered, gripping Mike's hand and standing in front of him to hide the ruined slacks he was wearing.

Wow, lots of fun writing this chapter, hope you guys enjoyed the little snippet of Harvey's softer-ish side. Please review!

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Alice

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