Boobs
The fact that Harvey can't keep his hands off her for more than 5 minutes is a fact she has long accepted. But he has been getting really intense in the last 24 hours and is touching her breasts like they are stress balls all the time, and she is already getting too annoyed.
"Harvey!" she can't hide her annoyance anymore when he gently squeezes on her boob for the fifth time in a minute. "What the hell are you doing? They're not your toy," she grumbles.
Harvey feels trapped for a moment and knows that if he doesn't fight back, he'll have to take a scolding from his wife, so he simply pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and shows Donna a reel that he has saved. The reel is carried out by a young couple, with the caption: "Studies confirm that if your boyfriend touches your boobs, they increase your life by 6 seconds."
"I'm trying to make you immortal," Harvey tells her seriously, and Donna can't help but burst out laughing.
"You're a complete idiot," she says, still laughing.
"We might prove it, who knows? Maybe we'll discover the secret to female immortality," he says, already laughing too.
Donna shakes her head. "If you're going to touch my tits, make it worth it, but they're not going to be your stress ball. Besides, something worth it will actually work against stress."
Harvey's eyebrows raise in less than a second. "Are you asking for some sex?"
She shrugs, pretending not to be as desperate as she is. "This Sunday is being boring as hell, don't you think?"
A mischievous smile spreads across Harvey's lips, and before either of them can say anything else, their lips lock, and Harvey's hands wrap around Donna's breasts under her clothes.
