Post-canon.
Harvey is reading an article about open relationships on his laptop, sitting on the couch. Donna comes from the kitchen with a cup of coffee in her hands. She stands behind him and frowns when she sees the article.
"Can I ask what you are reading?"
"Nothing." He says, closing his laptop.
Donna chuckles. "I saw the article, don't close it. It's useless."
"Anyway, it was nothing."
"Harvey..." She sits next to him. "Please, be honest. Do you want this?"
"What? No, Donna!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"So... Why are you reading it?"
"Will and Jess are trying it, and I was curious."
"Ok..."
"But... What are you making so many questions? Do you want it?"
"No, 100% no."
"Good."
"Good?"
"Yes, I don't want it."
"I hope that will never change."
"Don't worry. You were right when you told me that."
"What?" She asks and drinks some coffee.
"Trust me. If you were ever lucky enough to have me, you wouldn't wanna share..." He says, imitating her voice.
She laughs, choking on the coffee. "I can't believe it, you remember that."
He giggles. "Are you ok?" He asks, stroking her back.
"Yes, thank you."
"Good… Yes. I remember it. Maybe I had some dirty thoughts at this time."
"Only at this time… Sure." She rolls her eyes.
Harvey giggles again. "I can't lie to you."
"And if you would, I can read you. But... Were you interested in Berta?"
Harvey laughs out loud. "No Donna!"
"Or you imagined me with her?"
"Neither I did."
"Ok..." Donna finishes the coffee and leaves the cup.
"You...?"
"Me what?"
"Did you imagine me with Berta?"
"No, you gave me enough images about you with other women. I didn't need more."
"Sorry." He giggles and leaves his laptop.
"It's ok. You learned a lot and now that benefits me."
"So, all those women now benefit you without knowing it?"
"Yes, even that British blonde." She frowns.
"Oh… Yes?" He giggles, caressing her thigh.
"Yes."
"Mhm…" His hand starts to move. "The British woman was un expressive in bed. Definitely, not like you."
Donna laughs loudly. "I don't need to know that much about her, hopefully, one day I'll be able to forget her face."
"Jealous!"
"Yes, and please, carry on with your hand on me, that was good."
He smiles proudly and raises his hand a little upward. "So, the experience made me learn good techniques?"
"The best techniques, you know it." She closes her eyes, rests her head on the couch and wet her lips.
"How could you believe that I can think of having sex with other women, or that I want you to have sex with other men, being able to have you like this just for me?" His hand goes up even higher and Donna lets out a sigh.
Donna opens her eyes and looks at him. "I don't want to share you either, and I don't need anyone else."
"Really, it was just curiosity."
"I know… But, I'm curious about other things."
"For example?"
She moves her fingers through his crotch and raises her eyebrow, passing her tongue through her lips.
"For example?" He asks again, anxious.
"Your techniques." She says, sitting straddling him.
"You know all." He rests his hands upon her waist, below her T-shirt.
"Already? We haven't even been together for a year." She asks, passing her fingers over his chest and moving her hips a little over him.
"Do you have techniques that I don't know?"
"Maybe… Do you?"
"Maybe."
"It's time to innovate, Specter!"
"But, only between us."
"Harvey! Stop with that!" She giggles.
"Ok… We forgot it."
"Please."
"Maybe… We can try it here. The couch is new."
"I'm still surprised we've been three days without releasing it."
"Maybe, it's time?"
"Definitely." She says and kisses him, while Harvey's trying to take off her shirt.