Harvey stared at the sight before him. A rare, contented smile on his face. One that he saves for the two most important people in his life. Donna was sat on the couch, the morning light making her hair glow like fire.
Mike was knelt on the floor his head resting on her lap, light dancing off his hair. The tag hanging from his collar, reflecting the light whenever it moved with his laughter. Harvey thought he would never be able to have this. Donna his wife that he loves and fears in equal parts. Mike their beautiful sub. He's perfect for them. He challenges Harvey at work, bringing about the best in each other. He treats Donna like the goddess she is, bringing her coffee and flowers.
Predicting her every need. He's a balm to Harvey's anger when dealing with ignorant clients, a fire when defending him and Donna.
Since the day they placed the collar on him he has worn it proudly, never hiding it even at work. His tie had been replaced by the collar.
Harvey loved to watch the show when a client would try and make mike submit when they noticed the collar. He would laugh as if they just told the best joke in the world, tears in his eyes.
They didn't know he only submitted for harvey and Donna, but they did once he was done with them. Also jessica but everyone bowed to her.
His chest would swell with pride and hunger watching mike put the verbal smack down on idiots. Then after the meeting mike would deliver the message to Donna as he knelt by her desk, smiling when she would run her hand through his hair, cause he was their perfect boy.
Rachel was alittle sad and angry when mike showed up one day wearing the collar, sad that she had missed her chance and angry that he belonged to harvey and Donna. Harvey couldn't find it in himself to care, he was possessive of what is his. Mike belonged to them the moment he walked into that interview with a brief case full of pot. It did put a strain on their friendship until eventually Rachel left to work with her father. Mike was sad for all of 2 hours. Harvey found him in the file room, where he spent a solid thirty minutes reminding him why he didn't need Rachel anymore. When they both left, harvey looked as he always did. Perfect. While mike looked well and truly fucked. Hair sticking up, pink faced goofy grin and a very clear wet spot on his pants. He then spent another twenty minutes under Donna's desk. The only give away was the very slight pink to her cheeks. Jessica had to give them a talking to after Louis caught mike blowing harvey in his office one night while Donna was visiting her father.
Harvey looked away and towards the wall. His Harvard degree was in the center of the wall. Along with Donna's nyu degree, pictures of his nieces and Donna's father. The panda picture from Grammy, a family photo of Mike's family. And his law degree. It was thanks to jessica, and some help from Louis that mike was able to go legit.
They played up the fact he was a sub who had to care for his elderly grandmother and was led astray by a wayward dom.
It also helped that his dom was the cities best closer. He never used to be sentimental but that was before mike crashed into his life. Before he got Harvey to get his head out of his ass and got with Donna. Before the two became three. Soon to become four.
He took a picture of the two sitting with the light making them glow like angelic beings. Mike's soft round stomach was growing each day with Harvey's child, still to early to find out the gender.
They had talked about it plenty before hand. If it was just the two of them they might not have gone down that road but mike wanted a family, after losing his own.
He was beginning to think it was fate mike was brought into their life. Not only was he the perfect sub for them, balancing out their personalities but he was a carrier, he could have kids. They would have the brains of both harvey and mike. Harvey's charm with Mike's heart. The unshakable nerve that is solely Donna. Hopefully the child wouldn't like skinny ties like it's father, thankfully those went once mike was given the collar. He had a black leather collar for work with a grey fur lining. A sky blue collar for home when it was just the three of them.
Snapping a quick photo, he wanted something to preserve this moment in history, This was his family. His home.