Post-Canon

Donna and Harvey are almost ready to go to a work event, and while Harvey is in the bathroom, his wife interrupts him.

"You know I don't like you coming in when I'm using the bathroom." He snores, standing in front of the toilet.

"I need a lipstick that's here."

"And you couldn't wait?" he says, annoyed, swinging the weight of his body from front to back repeatedly, with his penis in his hand.

"Harvey..." she giggles. "There's nothing I haven't seen before. You know, don't you?"

He shrugs. "It's just… you inhibit me." Donna frowns. "I can't pee. You distract me."

Donna suppresses a giggle. "Have you been able to work with me in front of you for years without distraction, and you can't pee if I'm around?"

"And who said you didn't distract me?" Donna smirks, proudly. "But I need to pee now, and I can't like this." She giggles. "Don't judge me."

"No, I don't... Do you need any help?" she asks, raising her eyebrow and bringing her hand closer to his penis.

"Donna!"

"I've licked it enough times that I can say it's mine, too." She says and wraps his penis with her hand.

He raises his eyebrows. "Excuse me?"

"You always say my boobs are yours." She rolls her eyes. "Can't you share your dick with me?"

"Just with you." He says in an overly hoarse voice, and she squeezes his penis in her hand. "But…" he exhales heavily. "Don't play with fire right now."

"You're so boring, Specter." She murmurs and releases him.

"You're the one who wants to get to that stupid event on time."

"For that, you have to pee. Do you need a cheerleader?" She continues in a mocking tone and stands behind him. "I mean… Our friend has done many more amazing things than just peeing." She murmurs in his ear, and, of course, Harvey smirks like a damn idiot. "I'm sure it can do it." Donna passes her arms under his arms and smooches his nape. "Go on, I'm not looking at you. Do you want me to make a water noise?"

Harvey laughs. "You're being a fool right now."

Donna strokes his nape with her nose. "I won't say anything."

"Can you grab the lipstick and wait outside? Please."

"I never saw it so shy." She mutters, wanting to lower her hand again, but he slows her down.

"Please, Donna."

"Boring!" she snores and separates from him, then washes her hands, grabs her lipstick, and leaves.

Within a few minutes, Donna is waiting for him at the entrance, and he joins her.

"I wanna believe you didn't get angry because I asked you for some intimacy to pee. Right?"

"Are you ready?"

"Donna…" he giggles.

"Are you ready?" he nods. "Okay." She murmurs and puts her hand on the doorknob.

"Can you answer me?"

"Do something so your dick isn't shy tonight, because God knows that after being kind and charming all night, I'm going to need some relaxation."

He smirks. "At least now I have an incentive to survive the night with all those unbearable people." Harvey grins and hugs her by her back, squeezing her against him. "Will you remind me it's yours tonight?"

"I'll do…" she smirks and turns her head to give him a quick kiss on her lips. "You're so dumb sometimes." She chuckles.

"Stop making fun of me, because if you don't open that door in the next five seconds, I won't let you out and I'll show you once again how we're not shameful."

Donna giggles and opens the door. "Save the energy for tonight, Harvey." She tells him, looking him over her shoulder.

"Don't doubt that I will." He responds, taking her hand and kissing her before they leave their home.