When they had left DA's office, Harvey never would have thought his life would take such a turn. Yet, here he was, leaning against the hood of his car in the cold, waiting for Donna in the middle of the night. The day they stopped working together, Harvey had seized the opportunity and gone to Donna's place — memories of whipped cream melting on their warm bodies and strawberry juice dripping on the redhead's pale skin still vivid in their minds. When he woke up in the morning, he fled from the bed, terrified of everything that had just happened and how he felt about his old secretary. He needed air because, while staring at Donna's freckled back, he felt like he was suffocating. So, he went home, traded his suit from the day before for sweatpants and a hoodie, and went for a run — again and again — until his lungs burned. Clearing his mind allowed him to reflect on what he truly wanted, leading to a meeting at a café not far from DA's office with Donna a few hours later.
«Come work for me»
«What?»
«Don't go to Skadden. I took a job at my old firm»
Seeing Donna slightly shocked and looking down, Harvey began to panic, murmuring.
«I was hoping you'd be happy»
«I am»
«Was it, then?»
«I'm not going to Skadden, Harvey»
«What? You chose Bratton Gould in the end?»
«No, you don't understand. I'm quitting my job as a secretary. New York is over for me... at least for now»
Faced with Donna's declarations, the room fell into silence, except for the clinking of cups and the faint chatter of a few people nearby as Harvey felt like he was hallucinating — it couldn't be possible. The idea of not working with her anymore drove him crazy, but now she was implying that she was leaving New York? He couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it, it wasn't possible. So, in a trembling voice, he whispered.
«I'm not sure I understand»
«I had an audition a few months ago, and I got an answer this morning. I've been cast for a film shoot in Los Angeles. It's just a supporting role, but it's something»
He knew he should be happy for her, congratulate her for pursuing her dream, but he couldn't bring himself to. He was paralyzed by the fact that she was leaving, that she was leaving New York — and him, in the process. As his collar began to feel tight, he cleared his throat before whispering.
«Los Angeles?»
«Yeah, I leave Thursday at two»
«Already?» whispered the lawyer.
«The shoot starts in a week, so I don't have much time to waste»
At her words, he simply nodded, then stood up, paid for both coffees, and disappeared into the crowded streets of the city. After that, he stopped contacting Donna, not even responding to her calls, even though she was constantly on his mind, preventing him from sleeping at night. The days went by, and as the redhead walked away with a heavy heart, knowing she was leaving behind the person she thought was the most important in her life under such circumstances, she was surprised to hear a man's voice calling out behind her as she was entering the airport.
«Donna, wait!»
Turning around, she found Harvey, in a suit and tie, out of breath, standing in the JFK departure hall, looking at her with a mix of fear and relief. Surprised, she stepped closer to him, murmuring.
«Harv, what are you doing here?»
«I came for two things. The first was to tell you that I'm sorry for acting like an asshole. I've never been prouder of anyone than I am of you right now. You deserve everything that's happening to you, and I hope whatever you do brings you the recognition you deserve, and that the whole world sees how talented you are. And the second thing is… I don't want to lose you, alright? I can't keep you here and hold you back from your dream just for me, but I'm asking that in three months, if you come back here, you give me my chance. In the meantime, don't meet some sexy actor who promises you the high life because I promise I'll be here, doing everything I can to offer you the same thing here in New York. Just — please, let us be in love a little longer»
Harvey's use of the word in love made them both realize that no matter what label they'd hidden behind for the past two years, the idea of being apart revealed the true nature of their relationship. They were in love with each other, and that had been the case ever since they first met in that bar. While Donna had less difficulty expressing it and didn't hide her feelings, she knew it was more complicated for her former boss. But as he rocked on his feet, looking at her with fear in his eyes, she couldn't resist moving closer, hooking her hand around his neck before pulling him toward her and pressing her lips against his. The kiss was far too bold for an airport terminal, but they didn't care — it felt like it was just the two of them, alone in the world. A few minutes later, breathless, they pulled apart, and Donna whispered.
«Alright»
«Alright?»
«I won't fall in love with anyone else in the meantime, I promise» chuckled the redhead.
«Good»
It sounded like a couple of kids promising to love each other forever after a summer camp, but neither of them cared. Donna knew she was in love with him — she had waited two years, and she could wait three more months. As for Harvey, he had always known that Donna was the one for him, and now that he had finally admitted his feelings, there was no going back. So, seeing him look a little stressed, she kissed him one last time before whispering against his lips.
«I'll call you when I land»
«I'll wait then»
For a few seconds, they just looked at each other as Donna slipped her hand into the lawyer's hair. Seeing how hard it was for him, she placed a tender kiss on his lips before turning around and walking away, leaving Harvey standing alone amidst families saying their goodbyes. Starting a relationship with more than two thousand miles between them wasn't ideal, but they managed. Almost every weekend, one of them would fly to the other coast — usually Harvey — taking advantage of a few hours of respite for the redhead and a bit of calm at the firm for the lawyer, just to spend some time together. It was innocent, but so sweet — walking hand in hand, kissing without having to answer to anyone, attending Donna's film shoots, the long phone calls where they'd talk about his case in court — this new life together was intoxicating. As time passed, they fell even more in love with each other, and while Harvey could hardly wait for Donna to return to New York, he feared the future, seeing just how much she was destined to be a star. He was afraid of losing her and didn't dare speak about it, but it was Donna — she knew him, she could tell something was off, she always did. So in the dim light of the bedroom in the Airbnb that Donna was renting for the duration of the shoot, all ten of them were lying down, the redhead against her boyfriend while she let her fingers slide over his bare chest.
«Honey?»
«Hmm?»
«Do you want to talk about it? I know something's wrong»
«It's just that… you're made for this world… what if I don't fit in?»
«I'm not asking you to fit into this world, just to fit into mine»
«Yeah, but you see how much space it takes up. Being an actress is… a lot»
«And you take up just as much space as my job. If things keep going the way they are now, I can't promise everything will always be easy and simple, but I promise we'll always do whatever it takes to be together»
«Yeah...»
«Harv, it's always been you and me from day one, and it'll be that way until the last. Got it?»
«Alright»
After that, neither of them really spoke, too busy showing their love through every kiss, every touch, and every sigh. That night, they fell asleep with a silent promise — they would love each other forever and would always do whatever it took to be together, no matter the sacrifices they'd have to make.
«You ready?»
«Yeah... Urgh, you're so handsome»
As Harvey stood dressed in a simple black chino and a tight-fitting white T-shirt, Donna couldn't help but kiss him gently, her hands sliding over his biceps, making the lawyer laugh. It was the last day of filming, and while Harvey could see how emotional his girlfriend was, part of him felt sad for her, while another part couldn't wait for her to come home. So, when the director announced the end of the shoot in the afternoon and everyone began to clap, Harvey watched from backstage as Donna wiped away a tear that had escaped. Immediately, as the hugs between the actors and crew members began to subside, Harvey, holding a large bouquet of flowers, waited eagerly to give them to the redhead. When their eyes met, she smiled, then ran toward him. In an instant, she was in his arms, her hands around his neck, her legs around his waist, her head resting in the crook of his neck, while Harvey held her tightly against him, the bouquet pressed between their bodies.
«I'm so proud of you, Donna. You have no idea»
«Thank you for being so patient»
«I'd do anything for you»
«Even though I'm sad that it's all over, I'm so happy to be going home with you»
«Me too»
In that moment, the weight of the past months, the distance, and the ups and downs seemed to melt away. All that mattered was now — being together, ready to face whatever came next, side by side. As Donna pulled her face away from the lawyer's neck, they looked at each other for a few seconds before kissing again and again, everything around them seeming to disappear. Despite being thirty and thirty-two now, they felt like two teenagers completely addicted to each other, and even though they would have preferred to spend that night alone, they had to celebrate the end of the shoot. There were many things Harvey didn't like about his girlfriend's acting career — the distance, the complicated hours, the fast pace — but there was one thing he would never refuse: the after-party. They had been dancing for hours, Donna's arms around the lawyer's neck, Harvey's hands firmly around her waist, holding her tightly against him while his hands tended to slip down her ass. Their sweaty foreheads were pressed against each other, eyes closed, as the mix of alcohol, loud music, and passionate kisses made them feel as if they were floating. They couldn't pull away from each other, completely lost in their bubble, while Harvey took the moment to trail his nose along the redhead's cheek, then down her neck to place a soft kiss on her clavicle, before moving back up to whisper in the curve of her ear.
«I love you»
She knew how difficult it was for him to talk about his feelings, but as she made him look at her, she caught his lips between hers and kissed him again and again, only pulling away to breathe and whisper endless I love yous against his lips. Since that night, they couldn't stop, feeling as though they had crossed a new threshold in their relationship. So even though they had terrible hangovers on the plane the next day, they had never felt so good.
«Urgh, I think I could sleep for months»
«Make yourself at home, then»
He knew that those three months had been intense for Donna, with all the filming, makeup sessions, wardrobe fittings, rehearsals, and reshoots — the pace had been relentless, and the redhead was exhausted. So, as soon as they were back in New York, Harvey simply gave her his address, and Donna said nothing, just following him until she collapsed into his bed, while the lawyer kissed her and then left for one of his client meetings. Not hearing from her until the early afternoon, he assumed she was probably sleeping, catching up on all the hours of lost rest from the past few months. But when he came back to find her busy cooking in his kitchen, dressed only in a lace thong and one of his old Harvard t-shirts, before even greeting her, he just murmured loud enough for her to hear.
«Let's move in together»
At that, Donna stopped what she was doing, quickly turning to face him with wide eyes.
«Excuse me?»
«I want to live with you, like sharing the same living space, waking up with you, falling asleep with you, sharing the bathroom, and coming home at night knowing you're waiting for me, like right now, cooking in a thong and my t-shirt»
«Harvey, that's insane. We've only been together for three months, and a long-distance relationship at that. You have no idea what it's like to live with a woman, it's way too soon»
«No, it's not. First thing, we've never done anything like everyone else, so we don't care if three months is too soon or not, it's up to us to decide. Second thing, we're crazy in love with each other, we're going to be together for the rest of our lives — I mean, my dad always told me that when it's the one, I'd know, and you're the one. And third and final thing, this isn't a question or a proposal, just... let's move in together»
«A trial for a month»
«A month? Donna, that's super long» moaned Harvey.
«No, it's not. Look, for a month, we'll live together at your place or mine — we'll see — and if everything goes well, we'll think about moving in for real. Deal?»
«Do I have a choice?»
«No» chuckled Donna.
«Then deal, even though I think it's pointless. What are you cooking me?»
In the end, Harvey was right — it had been pointless to worry, as after just two weeks, they were already touring apartments. During this time, the couple alternated between Harvey continuing to work for Jessica at Pearson Hardman, Donna going to auditions, and their search for a new home. They had seen dozens of condos, but each time, it wasn't good enough for the lawyer who wanted the best for his girlfriend. Sure, he was earning really well at the firm, and even though Donna had secured a hefty paycheck thanks to her film, her future was still uncertain. But that didn't concern Harvey, who was adamant that the redhead would live the high life he'd promised her. It became a topic of debate, until it wasn't anymore — they had found perfection: a large condo in the financial district, an open space with a big master bedroom and a bathroom to match, a spacious walk-in closet, a secondary room that would serve as an office until it was needed for something else, hardwood floors, white walls, large windows wrapping around the condo with a huge terrace all around, offering a breathtaking view of the New York City skyline.
«Do you like it?» asked Harvey, his voice filled with anticipation.
«I love it» murmured Donna, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
«Are you really sure about waiting a month?»
«Did I say that?»
As they both laughed, Harvey quickly leaned in to kiss Donna, then turned to the real estate agent with a big grin.
«We'll take it»
In the end, a month later, they both rented out their apartments and officially moved in together. While they had already experienced a bit of what it was like to live together before, it was nothing compared to what they were living now. Designer dresses next to three-piece suits, kombucha next to beers, Shakespeare next to jazz vinyls — they had never been as happy and in love as they were now — until the day arrived, the most dreaded moment.
«London»
«London?»
«Yeah»
«For how long?»
«Six months»
«Six months…» whispered Harvey, his voice low.
«Harv…»
«You know, for a second, I forgot»
«I'm sorry, honey»
«You don't have to be sorry. I mean, I told you I would support your career no matter what, and now it's time to honor that promise, even if it means I'll be without you for six months»
«We'll talk all the time, and I'll come see you whenever I can, and you'll visit me too, right?»
«I'll do everything I can»
Two months later, they found themselves once again in the departure hall of JFK, kissing again and again until their lips were bruised and they could hardly breathe.
«I love you»
«I love you too»
«I can't wait for you to come join me in London»
«Me neither — God, I love you so much»
After yet another kiss, they finally parted ways, and Donna once again flew thousands of miles away from him, taking a piece of his heart with her. If the first time had been difficult, this time it was worse. Maybe it was the length of the separation, the fact that they were on two different continents, or the time difference, but Harvey was starting to lose patience. Due to her complicated schedule, Donna had only been able to return to New York once, while Harvey kept making back-and-forth trips between the two cities. Most of the time when he was there, he spent his days on set waiting for her to finish so he could take her to a restaurant, a nightclub, or simply walk hand in hand through the streets of London. In the evenings, they would return to the Airbnb she rented, making love passionately before falling asleep in each other's arms. As the end of the shoot approached, Harvey eagerly counted down the days until she came home, ready to celebrate their one-year anniversary together a few days later — but that was before his phone rang in the middle of the night.
«Hello?»
«I'm so sorry, Harvey»
Hearing his girlfriend's sobs, Harvey sat up quickly, his eyes wide open now as he murmured, his heart racing.
«Hey, what's going on?»
«They extended the shoot for another three months here in London»
Hearing those words, Harvey felt his heart break, but even more so when she started crying again. Unable to stand her being in this state so far away, he softly whispered, his voice full of concern.
«Hey, baby, stop crying. It's alright»
«Sorry, it's just... I'm so tired, the weather's awful here, and I miss you so much»
«I miss you too, so much, but what's three months? We already survived six, three is nothing, okay?»
«It's huge, Harv»
«No, it's not — look, dry your tears, because it breaks my heart to hear you like this. It's going to be alright, you keep doing your thing on set, having fun, and in the meantime, I'll do everything I can to come to London as soon as possible. We'll be okay, alright?»
«Okay»
«Tell me, how's it going over there?»
Even though his heart was heavy and it was three in the morning, Harvey listened to Donna speak, her voice still thick with sobs, as his heart shattered hearing her like this. He knew she was exhausted, and when she was far from her family, it was always harder on her — especially now, when they were supposed to be celebrating something as important as their first anniversary as a couple. So, for the next few weeks, he called Donna every day, making sure she was okay. After making up an excuse about a family emergency at the office, he flew to London, his heart racing as he thought about what was tucked in the pocket of his jacket. Thanks to one of the assistants on set who recognized him, Harvey took a seat behind the cameramen, watching his girlfriend with admiration as she worked, though she hadn't noticed him yet. When the director finally called it a wrap for the day, Harvey saw the weight lift from her shoulders, and he approached her, a big smile on his face and a huge bouquet of flowers in his hands.
«Harv?»
«Hey baby»
«Oh my god — hi»
In an instant, she was in his arms, and that night, they didn't even leave their room, skipping dinner entirely, only hungry for each other. The next morning, as they were both in the bathroom, Harvey in his boxers leaning against the doorframe, listening to Donna complain about not being able to spend the day with him, he was deep in thought. He knew this wasn't the ideal moment — there was nothing particularly romantic about standing there half-naked in the aftermath of a shower — but he couldn't wait any longer. So he stopped spinning the box he'd been holding behind his back, walked over to Donna, and knelt down in front of her. Slowly, he opened the red velvet box, revealing the ring inside.
«Donna —»
«Oh my god»
«It's not at all how I planned to propose, but I love you more than anything in this world, you are the love of my life, and even though things are a bit complicated right now, I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, Donna Roberta Paulsen, will you marry me?»
«Harvey, I — yes»
«Yes?»
«Yeah. Honey, this is — I mean, I just… I love you»
Immediately, Harvey stood up, cupped Donna's face in his hands, the ring box pressed against her cheek as they kissed again and again, their tears mingling on their lips until Harvey pulled away.
«The ring...»
Immediately, he slid the massive diamond onto the finger of his now-fiancée, their hearts pounding in sync. For a man who never believed in love, Harvey never imagined he'd get married one day, but as he watched the redhead admire her ring, wiping away her tears, he knew he'd been wrong — and that he made the right choice walking into that Cartier store just a month after the love of his life left for London. That was it — they were engaged, and in a few months, they would say I do for eternity. They couldn't believe it. Everything felt so fast, yet not fast enough: a year together, already living together, and about to get married... exactly where they were meant to be. That day, when they arrived on set, Donna's finger gleamed with the diamond, and everyone couldn't help but buzz with excitement while Harvey could barely contain himself, feeling his heart race every time he caught her beaming smile and the little glances she sent his way. Unfortunately, three days later, Harvey had to return to New York, alternating between kissing her lips and her ring until they had to part ways. In the end, the wedding plans were arranged long-distance as neither of them wanted to wait.
«Which one do you prefer? A big or a small wedding?» asked Donna.
«If it were up to me, it would just be the two of us, but I know you want your loved ones there, so you can decide. All that matters to me is that you're happy — that's what I prefer»
«Small one, then»
«Are you sure?»
«Yeah, I'd love it to just be you and me, but our parents would never forgive us»
«I wouldn't invite my mom, Donna»
«I know, but at least Gordon and Marcus, right?»
«Yeah»
«Good. So a small wedding with your dad, your brother, your sister-in-law, and my parents — that's already something»
«Hell yeah»
In the end, within a week, their wedding plans were set, and as usual, Donna had organized the cutest wedding from London, eagerly waiting to finally become Mrs. Specter, a dream she'd had for the past three years. Again, Harvey joined his fiancée in London for the last bit of filming, enjoying the after-party to unwind from all the work piling up at the firm, feeling suddenly lighter when he was in the redhead's arms — his favorite place to be. Since the trailer for Donna's first film had been released, Harvey watched as her fame began to rise, seeing her become a star, not only in his eyes but in the world's eyes too, and the lawyer had to admit this change in status was full of challenges.
«I don't like it» muttered Harvey, watching the way men talked about Donna on social media.
«I've understood that the first fifteen times, honey» snorted Donna, rolling her eyes.
«I can't wait for us to get married. Maybe then these guys will stop talking like you're still available»
As Donna looked at Harvey with love, the lawyer couldn't help but chuckle, realizing that those strangers who implied things on social media wouldn't even be able to approach her — she was his, and only his. Just days before their wedding, they had returned to their lives, trying to make up for the lost time during her filming, spending hours in bed. Things were simple and yet so special, the hours spent together being the best of their day as they continued to love each other, completely obsessed with one another. Barely two weeks after her return, they found themselves at New York City Hall, with only their close family present as they exchanged rings and vows, promising to love each other for eternity. That was it — they were husband and wife, something neither of them would have ever imagined beyond being colleagues and friends, denying their feelings for each other forever, but today, they were together, and that was all that mattered. As they lay together in their bed, Harvey on his back, his arms wrapped around Donna while the redhead rested on top of him, her chest pressed against his, she gently ran her fingers through his hair, planting kisses on his face while she murmured softly, her voice filled with warmth and affection.
«Honey?»
«Mmh?»
«I don't want kids, at least not right now. I know we're newlyweds, in the age range where it's expected, but I want to focus on my career first before even thinking about having a baby. With the filming and everything, it's complicated, plus you have your career too, which takes time — I'm afraid that right now, we don't have the lifestyle that would allow us to welcome a child peacefully. What do you think?»
«I agree with you. Your arguments make sense, and to be honest, I feel a lot better in my head since you've been here with me, but I don't know if I'm really in the right headspace to have a kid. I don't want to ruin the life of that child the way my mother ruined mine»
«Harv, you're not going to ruin anyone's life, and when the day comes that you become a dad, you'll be amazing. But for now, we're still young, full of ambition, and in love — let's live our lives as a couple first»
«You're right»
«I'm always right» chuckled Donna.
«Not always» smirked Harvey.
«How so?»
«Yeah. Remember just over an hour ago when you told me you couldn't take it anymore? I'm pretty sure you were wrong»
In a split second, he flipped them over, roaming her body with his mouth before aligning with her center and showing her she was indeed wrong this time. In the end, being married was the best thing they could have hoped for, and quickly, they were getting their lives back on track together. Harvey was becoming more influential at Pearson Hardman, while Donna continued her auditions, preparing for the tidal wave that awaited her with the promotion of her films. It was pretty unusual being married to a celebrity, especially as she started to become known — photos taken of them without their consent, overly bold comments on social media, being stopped in the street for fans to take pictures with the redhead — Harvey sometimes felt like her bodyguard, making sure no one got too close, touched her, or was rude. Even though sometimes this new status scared him, he had to admit, playing the protector with his wife and seeing her look at him with love whenever he was too protective made his heart melt. So over time, he had learned to be the perfect husband to a celebrity — especially since she had landed the lead role in a limited series on Netflix — the opportunity of a lifetime — which, to the couple's delight, was being filmed in New York.
«Here baby»
«Thanks»
Every morning, he would prepare a balanced breakfast for her while she did her pilates, then eat with her while rehearsing her lines. Then, they would both get ready — him for the firm, she for the shoot — before each of them went off to their respective tasks for the day. In the evening, depending on when she finished filming, he would pick her up, take her home, prepare a warm bath for her, and help her relax before facing the next day. This evening was one of those nights when she finished shooting late, and even though it was already two in the morning and he had a meeting with a client in just a few hours, he wanted to make sure he saw her before going to sleep and check that her day had gone well. So, back to today, leaning against the hood of his car in the cold, he was answering a few client emails on his phone when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his wife's fiery red hair — the kind that drove him absolutely crazy.
«Honey»
«Hey baby, not too tired?»
«A bit, but Harv, don't you have a client meeting in a few hours?»
«Forget about that. How are you?»
As he opened his arms and Donna snuggled into him, he felt all the tension of the day melt away, while she let out a contented sigh against his neck. For a few seconds, they stayed like that, enjoying each other's presence, while Harvey planted a tender kiss on her forehead, inhaling the scent of her shampoo and whispering softly.
«Let's go home?»
«Yeah»
Quickly, they got into the car and drove back to their condo. After a quick shower, they both collapsed from exhaustion into their bed. If they hoped to catch up on their sleep, both of them jolted awake when Harvey's alarm rang at six in the morning, causing the redhead to groan next to him.
«Already?»
«Yeah»
«I'm sorry, honey, you had to wait for me last night»
«It's alright, don't worry. Go back to sleep, enjoy your morning, and I'll meet you on set later»
«Hum»
«Love you»
«Love you too»
After a lazy kiss, Harvey left the bed to head to the bathroom and start getting ready, while Donna drifted back to sleep in the warm sheets of their bed. Even though the lawyer was exhausted, he had no regrets and embraced the hectic pace with a smile, especially since his wife seemed so happy, all those years of effort finally paying off. Once at the firm, he tackled the tasks at hand before enjoying his afternoon off to meet Donna on set, a bag from her favorite bakery tucked under his arm. While waiting for her to finish filming, Harvey waited in the redhead's dressing room, smiling as he heard the door open.
«Harv?»
«Yeah»
«Hey honey»
«Hey»
«Urgh, I'm so happy to see you, the day has been so long»
«Baby. I saw you on set, you were perfect — here, tea with honey and lavender, for your delicate voice»
«Thank you — You're not exactly objective, you're sleeping with me»
«I'm dead serious, you're so good, I can't believe it»
«Really?»
As she watched her husband sitting nonchalantly on the couch in her trailer, Donna took a sip of her tea and moved closer to climb on top of him, straddling him and wrapping her arms around his neck, placing a tender kiss on his lips. Soon, Harvey's hands were gripping his wife's ass, grinding her against him to relieve some tension in his pants, Donna tugging on the lawyer's hair to gain better access to his mouth as they kissed passionately and dirty, until being interrupted by a knock at the door.
«Yes?»
Quickly, they pulled apart, with Harvey sitting and Donna standing in front of him. If they thought they were being discreet, their flushed cheeks and the traces of lipstick all around the lawyer's mouth were enough to tell what had happened just a few moments before.
«Oh, sorry. I didn't know your husband was here»
«Hey» smiled Harvey, a cushion on his lap.
«Can I help you with something, Jade?»
«The intimacy coordinator wants to see you as soon as you're ready»
«Oh, already? Alright — I'll be there in ten minutes»
After a final smile, as soon as the woman disappeared, Harvey straightened up a bit tense before murmuring while looking at Donna with wide eyes.
«What's this intimacy coordinator thing?»
«I was going to tell you»
«We're talking about the guy on set when there are sex scenes, right?»
«Yeah»
«And why does he need to see you, when it's clearly stated in your contract that you don't do intimate scenes and no nudity? I mean, it's clear, right?»
«I know, honey. But he just wants to talk, that's it»
Seeing that Harvey was still unconvinced, she leaned in to kiss him before moving over to her vanity to start removing her makeup while talking to her husband, who seemed a lot less attentive all of a sudden. As he sat on the couch, lost in his thoughts, Donna approached once more with makeup wipes to clean the lipstick off Harvey's mouth and kissed him one last time. Once ready, they both left to head to the set and move to the offices. As they entered the room, the couple saw the man swallow nervously at the dark look Harvey was giving him.
«Donna. You came with your husband»
«Yeah, and his lawyer too, by the way, since you want to have her do God knows what, even though I'm the one who wrote her contract and there's a clause that says she won't do nudity»
«That's what I wanted to talk to you about, it's not nudity, at least not… entirely»
«What part of 'my wife won't do intimate scenes' did you not understand, no matter the level of nudity involved?»
«Honey…»
As Donna could see how tense her husband was, she tried to calm him by running her fingers through his hair. She knew that the idea of her being seen naked or partially undressed by others bothered the lawyer, who couldn't help but be jealous and possessive. But also, when her career had taken off, Harvey had expressed his concerns about the respect for her privacy and her image. So, seeing a production assistant and the intimacy coordinator both looking a bit lost and maybe slightly intimidated by Harvey's behavior, Donna decided to take matters into her own hands.
«Alright, let's sit down and talk about this»
Quickly, the four adults sat down, and the two men began to explain what they had in mind while Donna was squeezing Harvey's thigh, trying to calm his rapidly bouncing leg. Once the idea was presented — a brief scene in underwear to wrap up a season of sexual tension between the two protagonists — the two men waited for a response from Donna, but seeing her husband's lips move as if he was about to speak, she placed her hand over his mouth so she could give her opinion first.
«Look, I completely understand that this could bring a conclusive end, but I'm just not comfortable»
«Is there a problem with Mitchell?»
«Oh no, not at all. It's just that I don't mind filming in underwear, but I'm not comfortable pretending to sleep with someone — no matter who it is. I mean, I know it's acting, but I'm married and —»
«What if it was with your husband?»
«What?» said the couple at the same time.
«We want to focus only on the bodies, and the scene will be shot in the dim light of a bedroom, so it'll be hard to tell who's who between you Harvey and Mitchell»
«Then why not use a body double for Donna?» asked Harvey.
«Well, finding a pale body with red hair like hers isn't exactly easy»
«See, honey? I'm unique» snorted Donna.
«Tell me something I don't know» grumbled the lawyer.
«So, what do you think?» asked the man.
«You can't be serious. I'm not an actor, and besides, I have a reputation, I'm a lawyer. I can't start exposing myself naked on screen — I plead in court»
«You should, I mean… you're hot, honey»
«Donna…»
«What? It's true — I wouldn't mind filming if it's with you»
«Baby, do you realize how insane this is?»
«They won't film our faces, and let's not lie, you hate Mitchell and don't want him touching me, so this is the moment, the time to take your first steps in front of the camera» chuckled the redhead.
«So everyone can see my boner on screen? No way»
«This is not real sex, Harvey. This is just acting — all fake» chuckled the man.
«Oh really? I remind you that she is my wife, I really sleep with her. What do you think is going to happen when she gets half naked and rubs herself against me?I couldn't fake that »
«You don't have to be embarrassed, honey. Far from it, on the contrary» smirked Donna.
«Donna…» groaned Harvey.
«Honey, come on»
«No»
Seeing her husband wasn't ready to give in at all, she turned to the two men with a smile before speaking.
«When is the shoot scheduled?»
«In a month»
«Alright, let me convince him —»
«Donna, no»
« —and I'll let you know»
As the two men nodded in approval, Donna grabbed Harvey's hand to encourage him to stand up and leave the meeting room with her. Minutes later, the walk to the car was in silence as she fought against a small smile, tugging her husband, who kept walking lost in thought next to her. Once in the car, they looked at each other, Donna with a small smirk while Harvey was stunned.
«You're not serious?»
«Oh come on, it could be fun»
«Fun? That thousands of people see me getting hard the moment I'm going to see you half naked, it's embarrassing» said Harvey with wide eyes.
«Alright, first, there's nothing embarrassing about being turned on by your wife, and two, don't tell me it doesn't turn you on? It's like we're shooting some kind of porn movie or something» snorted Donna.
«I can't believe you said that»
«Alright, forget it. Look, I'm just thinking it could be... interesting»
«Interesting? Donna, come on…» groaned Harvey.
«Listen, I know I didn't want to shoot an intimate scene or shoot naked first, but I agree with them, it would be a perfect ending for the mini-series. But I would only be comfortable if I did it with you, only you can touch my body, slide your tongue on my skin …»
As they both sat in the front of their car in the dark of the night, Donna had leaned closer to him and whispered those words in his ear. As she listed all the things Harvey could do with her body, she placed her lips on his neck, moaning the words between each kiss, sliding her hand down his chest until she reached his pants. Quickly, she popped the button and pulled down his zipper to slide her fingers into his boxers. In five minutes flat, Harvey came hard and fast as she watched him with a satisfied smirk.
«So?»
«I'll think about it»
«Yeah»
«Urgh, I can't believe I gave in because of a handjob»
«You're weak, honey» giggled Donna.
«For real — but you know, thinking about it, I'm not convinced. Maybe you could…»
Watching Harvey remove his wife's hair tie from his wrist and offer it to her, Donna snorted as she realized he wanted her to tie her hair up so she wouldn't be bothered by it when she was busy between his legs. So watching him bite his lips while looking at her expectantly, she just laughed and said.
«You just came»
«I can be up again»
«Oh, really?»
«Yeah» smirked Harvey.
«At home»
«Donna» groaned the lawyer.
«Come on, the more you waste time complaining, the less time we'll have at home»
«Let's go then»
Quickly, Harvey hit the gas, and the couple left the filming location to head home, where, as promised, Donna took care of her little husband. Days passed, and while the subject of the nudity scene was still a bit of a touchy topic, the redhead enjoyed seeing Harvey, part embarrassed, part annoyed. Over time, she could see that Harvey was slowly giving in to her little blackmail, especially when she mentioned her co-star and how much fun he'd have filming the scene with the redhead. So, on the big day, although Harvey hadn't fully agreed, he insisted on being present during the meeting between the two actors, the intimacy coordinator and some other person to hear what they had to say. As the intimacy coordinator began explaining what he expected from the two actors and what he planned to shoot, Donna could feel her husband growing tenser beside her. When the man asked what they had decided to do, Harvey met Mitchell's gaze, which was filled with desire for the redhead, and in a second, the lawyer stepped in.
«I'll do it»
«Honey» chuckled Donna, looking at her husband.
«Harvey, I can do it if you want, I mean the intimacy coordinator is here, and I'll be —»
«You won't do anything, Mitchell»
Even if he wasn't sure about his answer, seeing the actor seemed slightly disappointed, Harvey started to regret his decision less and less — except maybe when Donna slid her hand onto his thigh, near his crotch, and he realized that this was going to get complicated. As the room fell into silence for a few seconds, everyone exchanged glances, clearly reacting to Harvey's intervention, while the intimacy coordinator started speaking again.
«Alright, if everything's all set, we could all meet for a bit to discuss your limits, consent, and —»
«Hum, do you realize that we really have sex together? We're all good. Just tell us what you need, and we'll do it»
Faced with Donna's statement, which was, as usual, unapologetic, the room fell into silence for a few seconds, as if everyone understood her point of view but didn't quite dare to speak up — especially Harvey, who was slightly embarrassed by her revelation. Feeling that the situation was a bit awkward, especially for Mitchell, who was radiating a negative flow of jealousy, everyone left the room while each returned to their tasks. Days passed, and while Harvey was in a meeting with Jessica, the brunette could tell that something was bothering him.
«You're alright, Specter?»
«Yeah, yeah»
«You sure? You seem a bit tense»
«I'm great»
«Alright, then. Would you be available this afternoon to go over Armi Volkoff's deposition?»
«Unfortunately, I already have something planned»
«Really? What kind of thing?»
«Personal thing»
Seeing her protégé a bit embarrassed and not at all ready to share his afternoon plans, she let it go, continuing to discuss the current business before letting him leave, noticing how tense he seemed. About thirty minutes later, as he arrived on set and spotted his wife in the distance, he was torn between the urge to flee and being amused by the sly smile on the redhead's face. He didn't quite understand what was happening to him — usually so confident, self-assured, and comfortable in his own skin — the idea of being in an environment he wasn't familiar with, the acting world, was scaring him. Also, while he didn't mind being alone and naked with his wife, it was the presence of a dozen cameramen, sound engineers, and other set crew members that bothered him the most. So after leaving his car and kissing his wife, both of them walked and talked, and as soon as they entered the room, the intimacy coordinator stood in front of Harvey and Donna, beginning to explain everything that needed to be done, while the lawyer started to question if it had been a very good idea to agree to this. A few minutes later, they were both in the redhead's dressing room, changing, Harvey brooding, and Donna chuckling.
«You're alright, honey?»
«I don't know why I accepted it»
«Because you love me»
«Yeah, that's true»
«How do you feel?»
«Like a man who's gonna have a boner and moan in front of way too much people»
«Oh come on, it's gonna be alright. Come here»
As they both came out of the shower in the redhead's trailer, she approached her husband and adjusted his boxers low on his hips, then covered his body with oil to give it a smoother appearance. As he waited in his boxers on the couch, he watched Donna remove her towel to put on a set of sexy underwear while he groaned and let his head fall back on the couch.
«What?» chuckled Donna.
As he watched how tight his boxers were already just from the thought of seeing her naked, Donna snorted before applying the oil to her body as well while whispering to him.
«You need help with that?»
«Coming hard now thanks to you and walking around the set a few minutes later like nothing happened? No way»
For a few seconds, both of them laughed while Harvey took deep breaths and thought about everything and nothing, hoping to reduce the bulge in his boxers. Once they were both ready, clothes on again, they left Donna's trailer to head toward the set, the apprehension growing in both of them as they faced the madness of what they were about to do. Sure, the couple already had sex in places as incongruous as each other, kisses more than indecent in public places — but fake sex in front of a camera, that was a fist. As they arrived on set, they greeted the cast and crew before getting into position and waiting for instructions. For a few minutes, the set was being prepared, lighting adjusted, and the mood set, while all the extras left the stage, leaving only the director, the director of photography, the intimacy coordinator, and the assistants. As the man gave his final instructions, the room was plunged into darkness, just enough to see what was happening but not too much to create an intimate atmosphere.
«And… Action»
In the first few seconds, neither of them knew what to do, and since they had boasted about not needing an intimacy coordinator because they were a real couple, they couldn't exactly look like amateurs either — so Donna decided to take matters into her own hands. Without waiting, she grabbed her husband's neck to pull him closer, their lips meeting in a kiss that was initially shy but became more and more languid as the redhead had pressed their bodies together. For a few seconds, they continued to kiss, caressing each other's body before Donna slid her hands under his t-shirt to remove it while Harvey found himself shirtless, and his wife scratched his abs with her nails, a gesture that immediately excited the lawyer, who gradually began to relax, his desire taking over the stress. While they seemed lost in their thoughts and moments, they were quickly interrupted when they heard the director speak.
«Harvey you can undress her now»
Immediately, the lawyer tensed as Donna placed her hands on either side of his face to kiss him, then slid her lips on his cheek, his jaw, and finally whispered in his ear.
«Relax»
As she could feel her body relax under his fingers, Harvey in turn began to unbutton the blouse Donna was wearing, popping the last few buttons as he tended to do when he was too impatient. Immediately, one of the assistants made a small comment to signal his displeasure regarding the fact that he had just destroyed one of the costumes, making the couple laugh as they continued to kiss while Harvey removed the redhead's shirt. So now both of them shirtless, the lawyer slid his large hands along the redhead's arms and back, making long trails of goosebumps appear on her pale skin, the different set crew all staring at the screen, exchanging a look as they understood that taking the actress's real husband was an excellent idea. For a few more seconds they continued to make out, Harvey grabbing the redhead's ass to squeeze, eliciting an uncontrollable moan from Donna as she discreetly rubbed herself against his bulge, making the lawyer groan. Knowing that she had to move on, she attacked the zipper of her husband's jeans as she felt him stiffen again, realizing that shirtless in front of the camera was one thing but being in his boxers was another, so once again, Donna slid her lips to his neck before whispering against his skin.
«Hey, just like at home»
As the zipper was completely open, Donna pushed the jeans that fell to the floor, the lawyer now found himself dressed only in his boxers. Immediately, he took care of his wife in turn, lowering the back zipper of her pencil skirt extremely slowly, making the redhead moan, who was impatient to finally feel Harvey's body on her in full. As the skirt fell to the floor, before anyone even had the chance to say anything, he grabbed her ass to lift her against him, the redhead immediately wrapping her legs around his hips as he walked towards the bed in the room. As they continued to kiss while walking around the room, Harvey murmured against her lips.
«Remind me to call Mr. Harrison when we get home»
«Mr. Harrison? Really? That's who you're thinking about right now?» chuckled Donna.
«Well, I'm trying to think about anything other than you right now»
As they both laughed at Harvey's attitude, the lawyer's knees hit the edge of the bed, and the couple fell onto the mattress, Donna moaning as she was crushed by her husband's body — one of her favorite things in the world. Now in their underwear, they continued to kiss as Harvey grew more and more comfortable — after all, it was like some of the make out sessions they had had in public early on in their relationship. As the lawyer slid his fingertips along Donna's thigh that clung to his hip, again, a trail of goosebumps appeared as she moaned against his lips. She knew exactly what the audience wanted, hot — really hot — and as Harvey was busy devouring her neck, she met the intimacy coordinator's gaze and knew what she had to do. Their faces weren't filmed, at least not Harvey's, what was interesting was their bodies and their proximity, so they had to play on that, and for the moment, kissing each other wasn't very interesting. So without warning, she flipped them over, finding herself on top of Harvey, pressing her ass on his crotch while the lawyer groaned.
«Donna…»
«Oups?»
While she clearly wasn't sorry, they both laughed as she wrapped her fingers around his throat, winked at him, and swayed her hips, murmuring.
«What do you want for dinner?»
«Well, right now, I'm having a hard time imagining anything to eat»
«Not even me?»
«I can't believe you said that in front of everyone»
While everyone on the set laughed at Harvey's remark, the atmosphere was clearly more relaxed as he took the opportunity to sit up and move closer to Donna, their bodies once again glued together as they devoured each other's mouths. For a few more minutes, they continued to clash their tongues and teeth while the cameraman took advantage of this new position to capture every caress and movement of their bodies before Donna pushed Harvey back onto the mattress, finding herself straddling him again. Seeing her lean towards him, the lawyer thought they were going back to kissing but was surprised to see the redhead lower her lips to his neck, on his collarbone, slide her tongue between his two pectorals before she placed open mouthed kisses on his abs, sucking and sucking gently. Seeing her mouth go lower and lower, Harvey opened his eyes wide before sliding his hand into his red hair and whispering.
«What are you doing here?»
«Relax»
«Relax? How do you want me to — have you seen where you put your mouth?»
Again, everyone on set was laughing, even Donna, who was breaking off her kisses on his abs to rest her forehead on his lower stomach while chuckling at her husband's behavior. Wanting to pull herself together, she took a deep breath, then she slid her hands down his chest while nibbling his hip, whispering.
«Think about my dad»
«Stop with that, there is no way I'm going to think about Jim while we're busy doing this»
Immediately, he wrapped his large hand around her hair to pull on it and force Donna to look at him, their eyes meeting as she looked at him with a flirtatious gaze. Quickly, she moved her lips up his chest to his neck before finding herself sitting on his lower stomach, sliding her hand on his jaw and her thumb on his lips as he placed a tender kiss there. This moment was no longer Donna the actress and Harvey the stunt double shooting for a film but rather Donna and Harvey the married couple in love and alone in the world. Only, if they could have spent hours just kissing and looking at each other with love, they were quickly interrupted by the director.
«And... cut»
As the lights came back on and the noise returned to the room, Harvey relaxed on the mattress — part of him relieved it was over — while Donna stayed seated on his lower abdomen, her rounded ass still pressed against him. Before he could say anything, Donna sighed with a small smile, her hands resting on his chest, her hair falling in front of her face.
«That was…»
«Intense?» chuckled Harvey.
«You should consider an acting career, honey»
«Oh, you know very well that all of that was anything but acting»
As the intimacy coordinator and the director approached the bed, Harvey suddenly remembered where he was and immediately tensed, while Donna seemed completely unbothered. The redhead remained seated on her husband, sitting a bit straighter than before as she unconsciously played with his fingers on her thigh while talking to the two men in a jargon that Harvey couldn't quite follow. As he felt ridiculous in his underwear, in a compromising position with his wife in front of two people he barely knew, he heard Donna exclaim.
«No need for a second take?»
«No, it was perfect, we've got everything we need»
«You hear that, honey? We were perfect»
As they both high-fived, the assistants brought the bathrobes while both covered themselves — Harvey faster than Donna to hide his palpable excitement — before the redhead began to talk with the director about the rest. Meanwhile, Harvey impatiently waited for his wife to finish talking so he could finally be alone with her in her dressing room. But when he felt it was taking too long, Harvey approached her as if nothing had happened, as if to listen to the conversation while the redhead shivered as she felt her husband's bulge against her buttock. So without waiting, she brought the conversation to her dressing room, walking next to one of the assistants before separating once in front of her trailer's door. But barely through the door, she felt her feet leave the ground as Harvey lifted her against one of the furniture in the confined space. Without even removing her underwear completely, Harvey pounded his wife hard and passionately for long minutes, grunts and moans filling the small trailer as all the excitement held back during the shoot finally exploded. As Donna dug her heels into her husband's lower back, Harvey held the redhead against him with both hands gripping her ass hard while his face was buried in the crook of Donna's neck, the lawyer's grunts becoming uncontrollable. As she gripped her husband's hair hard, moaning loudly in his ear, making Harvey speed up in his movements, she felt her eyes roll back, her lower stomach tense and her legs tremble as he exploded inside her in a strangled groan, emptying himself until the last drop. For a few seconds, neither of them said anything, too busy trying to catch their breaths while lazily kissing, their bodies sweating against each other.
«I'm gonna have to reinforce your contract because there's no way any other man is touching you, ever»
«That was hot, huh?» chuckled Donna.
«Fuck, you kept grinding on me, I thought I was gonna come in my boxers like a teenage virgin getting touched in the back of a car by the hot girl from school»
«That's pretty... specific as a scenario»
«Yeah, well, I was far from being the teenage virgin in school, but to you, I would have been»
«How romantic is that?» snorted Donna.
As they both laughed, now that Donna's legs were functional again, Harvey gently set her down on the floor as the couple decided on a quick shower in the dressing room, wanting to share a moment under the hot water before getting dressed and leaving the set. The return home was filled with joy and good spirits as the couple resumed their normal life. Harvey continued working at Pearson Hardman, winning case after case, while Donna finished filming her limited series. They both expected it to be a success and for Donna's fame to take yet another turn, especially with how everyone was already talking about her on social media. Even though Harvey still had a pang in his heart at the thought of sharing his wife with the world, he couldn't help but feel joy bubbling inside him as he saw magazine covers with the redhead, posters in Times Square, in subway stations, and even on the street with the new series ready to premiere. Fortunately for him, after celebrating the end of filming as it should be at the after-party, the redhead decided to take a break from auditions during the promo period, at least until the official release of the series. So Harvey, as always, kept pace with his wife, slowing down at work to spend more time with her now that she was in New York and not filming. The couple spent their days enjoying each other under the warmth of the sheets, dining out, traveling, and sightseeing — all while constantly being included in the celebrity world thanks to the paparazzi. In reality, Harvey wasn't too concerned about being followed and photographed; after all, the only photos that were published were of the two of them walking hand in hand down the street, kissing unconsciously in line at a café, or busy having brunch on a terrace — nothing too intimate so far. Furthermore, it was no longer a secret, the rising actress was in a relationship with the famous New York lawyer for years — everyone knew, and it didn't affect his work in any significant way. So as the series was now available on the platform and Mitchell was still doing some promo, appearing on a few talk shows, the couple was at home, ready to watch a movie in bed.
«Urgh, seriously?»
«What?» giggled Donna.
«What? I'm about to go to bed next to my wife, and I have to watch this asshole on TV?»
«Mitchell is promoting the show, I'm just... curious?»
«Well, I'm not — come on, cut it off»
«No»
«Donna. Do it»
«Oh please, don't play the dominant male with me, you know I always win in the end»
«Damn it»
As Donna chuckled, Harvey, dressed only in his boxers, approached the bed as he saw his wife lifting the duvet for him. Immediately, he slid under the covers to snuggle up to her, sighing in contentment. Deep down, he knew she was right — whether in everyday life or in the courtroom, he was the one who intimidated, the best closer in New York, arrogant and selfish, leaving no chance for anyone, but when it came to his wife, he was a real softie. But determined not to stop there, he slipped his hand under her top before placing his lips in the hollow of her neck and dropping a series of tender kisses there, brushing her underboobs with his fingertips.
«Honey…»
«What if I showed you who's dominant in bed?»
As he slid his hand a little lower, his fingertips slipping under the elastic of her panties, they both stopped dead in their tracks as they heard the talk show host speaking in the background.
«And how did the collaboration with Donna Paulsen go? It was the first time you worked together, right?»
«Yeah, it was a first time, and honestly, I was really happy to work with a girl like her. She's super kind, thoughtful, and extremely talented as well — it was a real pleasure»
«He'd better check what's coming next before I —» groaned the lawyer.
«Harv, stop» whispered Donna.
«And I guess filming brings people closer, doesn't it?» smiled the host.
Both of them knew exactly where the interview was heading, and as they held their breath — their eyes fixed on the screen, Harvey's face still partially buried in the curve of her neck and his hand still in her panties — they listened carefully to the rest of the interview.
«Yeah, but well, that's like any shooting. We spend long days together with a hectic pace, especially in the case of a mini-series. And I'm from San Francisco, while New York is home for her, so she helped me discover this city, and we had a great time together»
«And I think the burning topic on everyone's mind is the sex scenein the final »
«Yeah» chuckled Mitchell.
As the audience let out some excited little gasps, neither Donna nor Harvey moved, wondering what Mitchell would come up with to explain that scene.
«It was... pretty hot» said the host.
«It was, yeah»
«I guess getting along so well with Donna helped make it so... realistic? I mean, let me tell you — and I think the audience will agree with me — but with the number of sex scenes we see on screen today, this one was particularly incredible and so natural too»
«Well, yeah, I totally agree with you, but unfortunately, I can't take any credit for that scene because I wasn't there. Actually, it's Donna's husband who filmed those scenes with her»
While there was a buzz of excitement on set from the bomb Mitchell just dropped, in the bedroom, it was dead silence as both of them stared at the screen with wide eyes, unable to believe he had dared to reveal what was supposed to be kept private. While both of them tried to process what had just been said, the host and the guest continued discussing the scene, talking about how it was a perfect blend of sexy and adorable, until the redhead quickly turned her head when she heard Harvey murmur.
«Holy shit»
«Honey, it's okay»
«Okay? Fuck Donna, everyone will know that I filmed a sex scenes for Hollywood»
«Alright, you didn't exactly filmed a sex scene for Hollywood, let's just say that you… helped your wife film a fake sex scene for work, huh?»
«It's exactly the same» groaned Harvey.
Seeing Harvey let himself fall back onto the mattress, his hands covering his face as he sighed, Donna, now sitting on him, watched him with a hint of mixed feelings. While she understood that he was a bit uncomfortable with the idea of continuing to defend clients in court after people had seen the lawyer with a boner and on the verge of sleeping with his wife on TV, she couldn't help but be filled with a sense of warmth. She had seen the scene already, and she had never been so horny watching anything but that. Her husband was so sexy on screen and the way he was caressing her and gripping her flesh with strength was making her legs tremble with anticipation. Taking advantage of the fact that he was flat on his back, Donna straddled him and sat on his lower stomach, she pulled his hands away from his face, admiring his beautiful eyes. Seeing him sigh, she grabbed his hands before sliding them up her thighs, her hips, and finally onto her ass as Harvey squeezed them and Donna exhaled, murmuring softly.
«At our wedding, you told me that the thing that mattered most to you was that I'm happy, right? That the rest didn't matter much. That's what you said, huh?»
«Yeah, yeah»
«Well, right now, seeing you having fake sex with me on screen and knowing that everyone thinks it's sexy makes me wet, like really wet. So you know what would make me really happy right now?»
Seeing Harvey nod negatively quickly and silently, his eyes wide open, Donna felt his bulge against her ass as she took off her t-shirt, remaining topless in front of the lawyer, who swallowed hard before she leaned down and whispered against his lips.
«Let's do the scene again, but this time without underwear, with you fucking me savagely in our bed while Mitchell is on TV secretly dreaming of being in your place right now»
Without another word, he flipped them over and complied, exhausting his wife for hours, while Mitchell hadn't been on screen for a while. In the middle of the night, as Harvey emptied himself inside her one last time with a grunt and the redhead moaned on top of him, her hands slipping on his wet chest to fall back on him, both of them stayed like that, trying to catch their breaths, until Donna turned her head to place lazy kisses on his neck, whispering in his ear.
«Hey?»
«Mmh?»
«If your lawyer career ever goes downhill, you could always consider a career change into acting»
As they both laughed, every muscle sore from all the exertion, Harvey tightened his hold on Donna before planting a lazy kiss on her face and murmuring.
«Alright, I'll think about it… but only if it's to have sex with you»
«You better»
After the revelation on TV, sure, every person he crossed paths with brought it up, but after silencing them all, the topic was quickly dropped, and the couple returned to their normal life. Once the series was launched and success followed, Donna received several project offers. While she had accepted a few shoots in New York that she liked, it was time to leave the warm atmosphere of home to work elsewhere, and this time, it was Toronto. So, once again separated, despite the many trips between the two cities, they missed each other terribly — even if it was only for four months. One evening, after Harvey had just returned late from a meeting and was on the phone with his wife, the lawyer put the call on speakerphone, tossed his phone onto the bed, and started undressing while chatting, hearing her soft voice.
«And how did he take it?»
«I don't know, you know Hardman — he's a real asshole when he gets into it»
«Yeah… but I'm sure it'll be fine, honey. I mean, he's been your client since you arrived at Pearson Hardman, there's no reason he'd screw you over»
«I know» sighed Harvey.
«Come on, stop thinking about it»
«You know what would really take my mind off things right now?»
«Tell me»
«Hot sex»
«Not surprised» snorted Donna.
«You have time for some phone sex?»
«Sorry, honey, I have to hang up. I'm shooting overnight today, I'll be called any minute»
«Urgh»
«But I left a USB stick next to the TV in our bedroom»
«A USB stick?»
«Yeah»
«With what?»
«You'll see»
Curious, he plugged the USB into the back of the TV, fiddling with it to see the content, and as the video opened up wide, he gasped, hearing Donna chuckle as she spoke.
«Twenty uninterrupted minutes of you groping me in my underwear in ultra high definition — behind the scenes of our cult moment on television»
«Fuck baby, you're perfect»
«Have fun, honey»
«Oh, I will»
After hearing her chuckle and then hang up, Harvey quickly jumped onto the bed like a teenage virgin who had just discovered adult films. After turning off the lights, he settled comfortably, his body slightly elevated by the cushions as the lingering scent of his wife still filled the room from her presence just a few days ago when she visited. With one hand, he grabbed the remote, sliding the other into his boxers as he started the video, knowing he was about to have an excellent evening.
Alright, having a sexy actress for a wife wasn't so bad after all.