Thong

Donna enters Harvey's office, completely on the verge of collapse. She doesn't even need to speak for him to know, he just knows.

"Well... And I thought what we just did in the file room had calmed your nerves," he says, with a cocky smile on his face.

"Harvey!" she says, completely serious, arms crossed, and with her eyes wider than usual. "My thong..."

"Your thong? Very pretty. Although you're prettier without it."

"Harvey!" she grumbles. "We forgot it there."

He swallows hard and needs to take a breath. "Does that mean...?" He clears his throat. "You're not wearing underwear right now?"

"Is that all you care about right now? We had sex in the file room, in the middle of the workday, we forgot my underwear there, and all you care about is knowing if I'm naked under this dress right now?" she asks, completely frustrated, watching as her boyfriend's gaze darkens more and more.

He stands up and approaches her. "It's sexy, Donna. I'm sorry, I can't help it," he murmurs, closer to her than usual in the office.

"I'm glad you enjoy it," she grumbles, avoiding his gaze.

"Donna–" he laughs.

"And you're even laughing?" she reacts, increasingly wanting to kill him, and turns to leave. But Harvey grabs her arm to stop her.

"Sorry, sorry," he says with a slight smile, although she knows he still thinks the same way. "I'll go get it myself. Okay?"

"Now?"

"I have a meeting now."

"Are you kidding me, Harvey?" she grumbles again.

"Donna, calm down. No one will know it's yours."

"Don't tell me to calm down because I'm not!" she complains again.

"Do you need another quickie in the file room?" he asks suggestively.

"What I need is for you to stop being such an idiot. Is that too much to ask?"

He stifles a laugh, pressing his lips together, and nods. "I'll retrieve it, alright?"

"Do it if you expect to sleep with me tonight." She tells him, and before letting him respond, she leaves the office.

Harvey retrieves his girlfriend's thong immediately but keeps it in his pocket for a while. As soon as he sees Donna pass by his office, he sneaks into her office and leaves it in a drawer of her desk, along with a note that says, "It's always a pleasure taking it off."

Donna doesn't see it until much later.

"You damn idiot, how long have you had it, and how long have you left it here?"

"I won't answer, Your Honor."

"Do you enjoy seeing me sweat?"

"Yes, especially if I'm the one making you sweat."

"You won't be making anyone sweat tonight, you won't take anyone's thong off. You'll be lucky if I let you sleep next to me."

"You're being cruel."

"You've been cruel, not giving this to me immediately. Here are the consequences."