Set on season 9.
They're naked, in Harvey's bed. He's lying down, and she's on him, with her face on his neck.
Harvey's hands slowly rose from her butt to her neck and come back down. With each caress, Donna relaxes more. Feeling his skin, his caresses, feeling his warmth, being like this with him, it's something that still overwhelms her.
After years of avoiding even the smallest rubbing, just looking at him from afar, being like this with him, skin to skin, feeling his body and his hands moving on his back so slowly was overwhelming. This curls every inch of her skin and warms her heart in a way she could never have imagined.
"You're so quiet." He says and kisses her forehead.
"Just enjoying this… Enjoying you." She whispers.
Harvey smiles on her forehead, she feels that. "Good..."
"I don't want to move from here." She whispers and strokes his neck with her nose.
"I don't want you to move either."
She smiles and sighs. Harvey's hands are still on her back, his fingers drawing her freckles, worshiping her skin. Her body pressing against his, his smell...
"I love you, Harvey."
He stops stroking her and hugs her by her waist. "I love you... Forever."
She gets up a little with her torso, so she can look at him. "Always." She says, supporting her forehead against his.