Million and one

A darvey fanfiction

It was never the matter of how I love you... You're the trouble, you're the noise that keeps breaking through what used to be the dream. And you've been that for so long I can't even remember why I thought this could go any other way. I'm past the nail polish Donna. So solid, digging in my spine, scratching my shoulders. I'm willing to hurt my own flesh, multiplying my senses because it's all I've ever needed: you haunting this night. I know what you're thinking as I lay you down beneath me, I'm right there on top of your skin, feeling your heart pressing up against my own. I'm feeling all of you, so much so, I don't even need to see how beautiful and sexy you look. I feel it only all the time.

This isn't about overwhelming your neck, I'm merely seeking appeasement, 'cause it's all too much. Sensing you quiver, and writhe against the bed; writhe against me as I pull you to me with the rhythm of my hips, coaxing you into that faith I thought we'd lost. Faith that we would kill the dream of being best of friends forever, break those years of not having it all. I'm not sorry for running to you, kissing you and losing control. I want to tell you not to touch me, that you shouldn't have slid your hand up and down like that. But it wouldn't change a thing. Keep showing me you need me.

You know I won't let go of your hand as I'm reaching the sky for it is clearing beneath me.

Now's your turn, let me do to you what you're doing to me.

…but a question of when. I'm a million and one women. I know I'm all of them, Harvey. I was hoping for a miracle, for all the pieces of a heart that I'd called my own so long ago. I couldn't take the nights, couldn't fight the fear that maybe you really didn't want me like this. I can't see your eyes but I've been seeking them for too long anyway. And the outline of your body moving heaven and earth to bring me to you is enough to reel me back into your arms as this moment right here unreels past and future. I need you rocking me hard for this is about letting go. Just let go, it's okay. I fantasized about that. And it turns out the day you'd let go of it all for me would lead to tonight.

This isn't about getting revenge on you, I'm barely hanging on and yet trying to claw my way back to reality. Because this isn't real, it can't be. You're right here, losing yourself into me the way I needed you to. So don't you dare lose that rhythm, don't go gentle on me because I won't do that to you. I didn't mean to hold you tighter, closer; barely giving you space and a chance to cling to your wave. But I can't let you go. You can just keep me where I am, I'm more than satisfied. Your ragged breath tells me you want to say it, that stupid apology and more. But save it for another time, be still and keep your hand down here.

And you do, you're asking me to join you as you kiss my swollen lips to give me a taste of my own medicine.

I'm not sorry for trying to move on. I'm just sad I didn't trust I was your million and one.

They'd given up on time. It was of no essence.

"Donna," he whispered, crawling back up to press his mouth to hers. He didn't know whether to feel release or relief from the tear she'd shed. But he felt like his heart had stopped anyway. He cupped her cheek, drew a small line with his thumb. As he was staring into her barely visible face, he opted for the first thing that came to mind. "I didn't remember your lips being that salty."

The sweetest of crackle escaped her throat: "That's because you haven't kissed them like this in a long time."

"Are you ribbing me… babe-y?"

"Are you kidding me… Reginald?" she challenged him.

"Fair point." He remained still, both elbows propped up on each side of the bed, making sure he wasn't crushing her. As she ran a hand through his hair, he couldn't help but press himself closer to her and revel in the feeling of chest against chest.

"You're heavy."

"No, I'm not."

"No," she said before running her other hand over the hair dusting his forearm and then up onto his flexing bicep. "But we can't stay like this forever."

"Well, the door to your hallway's still open but I don't think you expect me to bail out on you this soon so the real question is –"

"What do we do now?" she asked but he wasn't finished.

"Are you okay?" His voice softened.

She took a moment to take in his question, keeping hers in the back of her mind. "I'm not okay, Harvey."

He felt her words ripple through him and couldn't help but hate the question he was asking: "What do you mean?"

"How can I be okay when all I want is for you to never leave me?"

"Why are you saying that?"

"Forget I said that, it's just the down side of me."

"No, there's more to it."

"You're it for me," she said louder than she had intended to.

"Donna, I never left you,"

"Are you saying I did?"

"Inside," he began, taking her hand in his and pressed the palm against his heart, "you never did."

He felt her move beneath him, reach out to him and rest her forehead against his. Hearing her say with assertiveness to ask her again brought a smirk to his face and many other sensations.

He closed his eyes, brushed his lips against hers and asked: "Are you okay?"

She smirked at the touch. "Are we going to stay like this all night?"

"Yes."

"Then I'm more than okay."

Feeling responsible for leaving a salty trace only a kiss could tell, he realized she only cared about telling it just as it was: happiness.

This one is for all my fandom friends cause I'm the happiest fangirl in the world right now and I think you guys are too. Feel free to review this.

Hey, by the B-way, I love YOU.