"Hoooollllly shit." was all Harvey Specter could think when he saw his secretary walk in. He had been expecting her; after all, he had given his whole spiel about him needing her. But her attire...

She was wearing a dress with such a plunging neckline he could almost see all. Harvey was usually a gentleman (with Donna, at least) and could usually refrain himself from resisting the urge to think about inappropriate things regarding a naked redhead and a can of whipped cream. Usually he just diverted his attention back to work, but today... today it was impossible.

As she kept walking all he could see was her chest moving along with her beat, and that was all it took for Harvey's pants to be excited to see Donna too. And when she fired Cameron, all he could do was stare. After a lot of willpower, Harvey was finally able to look away, but not after stealing one last quick glance.

She sat down, and he smiled at her. Don't look at her boobs, don't look at her boobs. Harvey doubted Donna hadn't noticed his physical reaction to her stupid dress, she WAS Donna, after all. He just tried to not make it so obvious. She turned to look at him, and he winked. His pants were officially a tent.

For once he was so grateful for glass walls. Naturally, he was glad to emotionally have Donna back after his Cameron and his bloody color-coding system. His primal instincts were taking over today, however. When she swiveled in her chair it was pain and pleasure to watch, all at the same time. He had always known Donna to be a very very attractive woman, but for some reason that dress... it made her intoxicating.

Donna chuckled underneath her breath as she snuck a look over her shoulder to see Harvey blatantly boring holes into her chest. Ok, she'd be lying if she didn't choose the most revealing thing she wore, but didn't she deserve a break? She had been wrongfully outsed from Pearson Hardman, no, Pearson...whatever. She wanted to feel appreciated and by Harvey's reaction, she felt very much needed and wanted. She didn't resist the delicious heat pouring into her core. Both of them knew it was wrong to cross the line, but at the moment, she knew both of them were so turned on to an extent that they didn't give a shit about the consequences of their actions. Just like anything, they'd get through it together, as a team. And with that knowledge into her mind, Donna decided to have a little fun with the situation.