Post-Canon

Donna and Harvey are getting ready for the wedding of one of the Seattle firm's lawyers and are delayed because they weren't able to resist having sex in the dressing room, which means that Donna had to remake her makeup and hairstyle.

To tell the truth, Harvey just wants to keep tangling against the naked body of his brand new wife, not go to a wedding of people he hardly knows. But Donna has insisted that they should do so as it would be a good opportunity to get closer to their new colleagues.

"Do I help you with the zip?" Harvey offers.

"No, stay right there. I don't feel like combing my hair and doing my makeup again."

"Come on... Hasn't it been worth it?"

Donna raises an eyebrow, looking at him through the mirror while accommodating her dress. "Harvey Specter, I thought you were more confident and didn't need your wife to tell you all the time how good you are."

Harvey stands behind her, he puts his hands on her waist and runs through her neck rubbing her skin with his lips. "The way you yell confirms it to me anyway..." Harvey murmurs against her clavicle, walking the side of her torso with his fingers, gaining a very soft moan from his wife, of which feels the vibration of her throat against his lips."Or the way your body reacts to me..." He murmurs against her shoulder, letting his fingers go down the front of her body, reaching her hip bone. Donna only watches with fascination what he is doing in the mirror, enjoying the gentle sensations that flood her body. "But, I like you to tell me," Harvey adds, looking for her gaze in the mirror, taking advantage of the fact that she is barefoot and can comfortably support his chin between her neck and shoulder.

Donna bites her lower lip and reaches Harvey's hand that is going down her thigh, too close to lifting her dress. "It's time to leave." Harvey snorts. "You have no options here." She turns her head and gives him a short kiss on his lips. "We'll go."

"Don't you rather stay?"

"Yes, but we are adults and adults don't always do what they want." She makes a half-turn to get loose from him, Harvey snorts when loses contact with her, and Donna, while putting the labial and the phone in her small bag, smiles for herself because he can't disguise it. When she's distracted, Harvey grabs Donna's shoes that she hasn't put on yet and leaves the room.

"Seriously, do you think you're going to stop me by grabbing my shoes?" Donna giggles at his childish attitude and follows him, leaves her bag on the couch, and reaches him. "My shoes, Harvey," Donna says, stretching out her right hand towards him, but he shakes his head and hides them behind him. "Really, Harvey?"

Harvey shrugs. "I'm a lawyer, I use all the tools I can to my advantage."

Donna bites her lip, repressing a giggle. "Ok, since you're not only a lawyer but the best closer I know... Let's make a deal, what do you want in exchange for my shoes? Anything, except don't go to the wedding."

Harvey quickly accepts the game and holds Donna's shoes to the side of his body. "Ok..." He thinks for a few seconds. "First, come here," Harvey says, with a bossy tone and Donna comes closer to him. "Tell me I'm good in bed, nothing will happen if you admit it, you know?"

Donna chuckles and surrounds his neck with her arms, getting on tiptoes. "It's not just you're good... You know?" She mutters close to his lips. "Nobody has ever made me feel so good." Harvey grins satisfied and holds her against him by her waist. "It's not just that you are very good." This time she says, accentuating the very good part. "It's that you love me, and I love you... And I had never felt it like that, with anyone." Donna says, trapping him in her words, even very close to his mouth, she only rubs his lips with hers and goes to his ear. "And yes, nobody has ever made me come like you."

Harvey's proud smile doubles in size, turns his head toward her and hugs her tighter. "It's good to know." He murmurs in her hair and she smiles against his neck.

"Now you know." She whispers, moving her head to look at him again, losing her balance, which makes them laugh.

"It's good to know that I have that effect on you…" He smirks.

"Very funny, it wouldn't be happening if I had my shoes. Second point?"

"You will let me take that dress off of you as soon as we cross that door."

"Will you seriously waste a point on that?" She giggles. "It's very easy to convince me."

"I need to be sure and it's a good incentive to endure the wedding..."

"You will be able to do it."

"Good." He responds and kisses her sweetly on the lips. "Here, Cinderella," Harvey says, giving her the shoes.

"You do know that Cinderella is missing only one, right?" Donna asks amusedly, taking one of the shoes and leaning her hand against Harvey to put it on.

"It's not that I'm an expert on children's stuff, but I have a nephew and a niece... You know?" Harvey responds and offers her the other shoe that Donna puts on also holding against him.

"It scared me for a moment," Donna tells him chuckling, gives him a short kiss, takes her bag, and starts walking toward the door. Harvey watches her all the way as he puts his suit sack on and when she's approaching the door, says her name. "What?" Donna asks, turning to look at him.

"You're beautiful."

Donna smiles at him very genuinely. "You too, do you know?" She responds as Harvey walks towards her. "I like this thing about going to a wedding with my husband," Donna smirks at him and Harvey takes her by the hand as he smiles.

"Ok, maybe it's fun if we're together." He says, stroking her hand with his thumb.