(Part II)

They finally make it to the front door, a whole new swarm of welcome butterflies start dancing in each of their stomachs then as another reality check arrives. He kicks the door shut behind them, still holding onto her as he walks them through the hallway. Their now closer proximity to the skyscrapers in the distance shining their light onto them somewhat.

Donna watches over his shoulder as she is finally able to make out his features properly, for the first time since the power went, for the first time since they reconciled. She feels a warm blush creeping in under her cheeks as she finds herself swooning over his chiseled, shadowy features, before lightly kissing his temple where one of his signature moles lay, simply just because she doesn't have to look and not touch anymore.

He turns right once he's at the kitchen area, "Candlesss.." he mutters to himself, brows furrowed in thought as he wonders where they might be.

He feels her right arm rising under his chin then, "Check over there." she suggests, pointing to the furthest press, biting her bottom lip as she outstretches her limb. He doesn't question her ability to know where candles may be located in his house. She was Donna and that was enough reason.

Harvey moves towards the cupboard at the end of the kitchen, still guided by the very faint glow of the city lights. Donna's opening the door to her right before he has to, given he was still holding onto her thighs and supporting her weight on his back. She reaches up as far as she can, her hand routing towards the back of the press as he smiles to himself softly, amused at just how at home she could make herself when she wanted to. He didn't mind though, he loved it in fact, she was the only woman he had ever wanted in his home, rummaging through his belongings.

"Any luck?" he asks, trying to see into the high shelf as he squints into the dimness. He only hears further clattering and her light mutterings over his shoulder in response.

"Aha!" she exclaims, pausing then with a satisfied sigh before pulling out the unopened box of candles, small circular ones, about twenty or so. "Okay," she pats his chest with her free hand, "you can let me down now, Black Beauty."

Harvey lowers his chin as he laughs, almost reluctantly sliding his now clammy palms off the backs of her thighs as she straightens up and lowers herself back onto the floor. "Black Beauty, huh?" He's turning to meet her a second later, his hands already under her coat, thumbs massaging her waist for the dozenth time that night, pulling her flush against him once more as she tosses the box onto the counter behind her.

"I thought you'd try to be funny.. call me Donkey or something?" he teases in a low voice, burning up each of the cells inside of her. His hands slide up her slender figure before landing on the lapels of her coat. He smirks at her before gliding the material off her shoulders, followed by a heavy thud as it lands on the floor.

The apartment was cold now without any heat, the only electricity in the room emanating from their own bodies as they continue their foreplay, but she doesn't even feel the chilly air hitting her bare arms as he presses her against the counter top then, lips edging towards her neck, his heated breath giving rise to the invisible hairs there, before he kisses her flesh, teasing and nibbling her skin.

Her head bows back, her throat throbbing under his touch, "No.." she mumbles lazily, "trust me.." she lets out a high moan in delight as he rolls his groin into hers, his erection now more prominent than ever as it presses into her through their clothes. The redhead allows her right hand to slip down his abdomen, slowing down to tease him as she nears his middle groin, "..nothing but stallion here." she finishes in her most seductive tone yet as her fingers clench around his aching crotch.

He's biting her neck then as her grip around his goods contracts and relaxes in perfect harmonic movements. His body is on fire as he rocks into her palm, his head falling into the crook of her neck as she unbuttons his pants, making light work of his already half open zipper thanks to their recent elevator activities. Finally, she sinks her hand under his boxer brief, and over his stiff stallion.

"Donn-" he groans into her.

"Shhh." she whispers, tightening her grip before running her hand up and down his long, thick shaft, slowly and teasingly.

Her actions shut him up completely, with the exception of sexual sighing and moaning as he grips her waist even tighter, eliciting a slow whine from her lips followed by a gratified smirk.

After a number of teasing tugs, her warm palm moves down to his sack, playfully squeezing as he groans as if in pain, but she knows it's all pleasure. His nerves are on fire as she continues her hand gesture back up his length then, her thumb rubbing back and forth against his tip, getting wet in the process as he nears closer to emptying himself. She feels his penis throbbing under her touch as she quickens her movements for him, picking up the pace, unable to keep toying with him anymore seeing how he has been in agonising wait since the elevator. However she forgets, or is just unaware, that he has been patiently waiting ever since the morning after the other time.

It takes all of his energy in that moment to lift his head from where it was sending lazy kisses over her shoulder, and direct them to her lips instead. Tugging her bottom lip with his teeth as she was tugging on him.

"You nearly there yet?" she smirks into his lips with a low whine designed to torture him. She knew full well he wasn't going to last long.

He releases a growling sigh and a lazy smile, "Over ten years.. Donn-nah…" she picks up speed again, slowing down the pace every now and then, "so yeah.. won't be much longer." he grunts, kissing her jawline now before he starts grinding into her, the pressure in his groin building to an almost unbearable level.

On an upward stroke, her thumb lands on his tip again, pressing and gliding against it, spreading his pre-cum as he curses under his breath, sighing heavily with every jerk, with every last sensational touch.

"Come on, Harvey." she teases, knowing he wasn't going to miss her word play as she sends hot kisses up his jawline, before nipping at his ear lobe.

She predicts he is almost there and loosens her grip around him, much to his bemusement. He squints into the dim light and just about makes out her left hand pinning back the hair behind her ears, and a mischievous smile forming at her lips. Next thing he knows, her shadowy silhouette is dropping down low. Very low. His thoughts are confirmed then as her right hand tightly grips his aroused member again and her lips meet its head. Her tongue peaking out next, greeting his pulsating cock with a warm, wet welcome as she begins slowly bobbing her mouth up and down his hardened length.

"Fuck…" he sighs, his hands finding the sides of her crown for support lest the sublime sensation of her mouth around his penis knock him over, his thumbs resting behind her ears as his fingers gently clench around her loose ringlets, letting her set the pace entirely.

She moans against him as her tongue grazes the base of his shaft, her left hand holding his back as her other hand moves towards his balls, finally catching them in a groin-jolting grasp as endorphins fill his brain, and other parts, with ecstasy.

"Come for me, Harvey." she mutters against him, the vibrations immediately running down his length helping speed things along.

Her command is too much for him then and he finally empties himself under her generous oral ministrations. "Jesus.." he moans, panting lazily as he begins to recover from his orgasmic jubilation, almost fully erect again when he hears her swallowing back his come, clenching his jaw as he gulps back the lump in his own throat.

She slowly quirks her left brow upwards, "He.. has nothing to do with the spiritual experience you just received.." she teases in that tone of hers before sliding her hand from his back to his abdomen ready to pull herself back up.

"Oh I know." he reassures her as he slips his hands out of her hair and lowers his arms to find hers, helping her back up with ease.

Her own hands remain low however, grazing against his centre as she tucks him back in. She licks her lips and smirks before humorously patting his now clothed crotch, his now much softer crotch, "There, there little fella, Donna to the rescue, as always." she toys as his palms land over her waist, pulling them tight against each other. She clears her throat, patting his shoulders as she speaks next, "Okay! Now that we've tended to your little ..smurf balls," she whispers the latter, "I think it's time we add a little light in here, don't you?"

"Mm-hm." he murmurs as he begins kissing her again, just wanting to take her to bed already, furrowing his brows in pleasure as he tastes himself off of her lips for first time in far too long.

"Harvey.." She bows her head back, forcing herself to break the kiss, smirking at his antics, "I'm serious.. we've waited forever for this.." she pauses, her hand now cupping his cheek with a sweet smile curling at her lips, "I want to be able to see you, at least."

"Hey." He pushes back from her then, still holding her, desperate to lock eyes on her but he can just barely make out the whites of them, "Me too." he whispers reassuringly, his thumbs running circles on her waist as he smiles at her in the darkness the way he always smiles at her when she isn't looking.

Harvey blindly reaches out to the counter behind her then, patting it down until he feels the box of candles. Moving to his right he slides out one of the drawers, again feeling his way around until his hand lands on the lighter he knew to be there. He steps back towards her then, holding it, flicking the switch until the flame devours the small darkened space between them. He looks into her eyes, flickering with an orange glow now, able to see her features properly for the first time since the power went, "Well hello there, beautiful." he smirks at her, all too aware of his charm.

She swallows, unexpectedly feeling herself blush under the sudden abundance of visible eye contact. Rekindling in the dark was easier after all this time, she feels slightly awkward now with him locking eyes on her so much. Yet somehow comfortably awkward. That first love feeling.

Her lashes are fluttering slowly as a light, adorning grin creeps onto her face. She grabs his hand before she has the chance to consider having him right then and there. "Lead the way." she nods towards the bedroom, biting her bottom lip afterwards.

He clears his throat then, already feeling the tension build in his pants again, the fabric around his crotch beginning to constrict around his growing desire.

The next couple of minutes are a mixture of candle lighting and making out, the pair never being able to devote one hundred percent of their attention to the former. Eventually each of the candles were lit, most of them scattered close to the bed, on the dressers, and towards the ensuite. They were small in size, but collectively gave off enough glow so that they could at least make out the other's features, however softened they may have been in the faint light.

Donna places the last candle down on the right bedside table, "Well, I think we're finished.." she smirks before turning around to find him less than a foot away, licking his lips and giving her those eyes. The exact eyes she used to see at the DA's office. And that night he came knocking on her door soon after they both left there. The 'what are we waiting for?' eyes. The very ones that disappeared when she made her rule.

Her hands fall on his chest as he collides with her, pulling her into him by the waist. She chuckles at his advances, the flames dancing against her pupils, "Harv-"

He silences her with his most passionate, gentle, heartwarming kiss yet, his lips twitching when he eventually pulls back to look at her, "We haven't even started yet, Donna."

His low, seductive tone does its job, forming a fresh pool of desire in her groin as her hands slide up to his neck, her hips rolling into his, her lips humming into their next kiss, ..her other lips throbbing with pure arousal as their hips fuse as one.

She breaks apart then, her thumbs soothing his jawline as his deep, distended pupils settle on her swollen crimson lips before meeting her eyes again, the candle-light ambiance only showing hazel now, the soft flickers of green becoming lost amongst the shadows. Giving him a somewhat shy smile, she turns her back to him slowly and steps out of her black Louboutins, tossing her head to her left as she looks at him out of the corner of her eye. "Let's get a move on then." she whispers with a beaming grin that she fails to tamper down.

The weight of the moment seems to dawn on him fully then. He is about to take the love of his life to bed and he soon realises that he hasn't actually slept with someone he was in love with in over a decade.

Harvey inhales a deep breath and fills in the minor gap between them with his feet as his left hand slowly lingers its way up her bare, freckled arm, each of her goose bumps erupting under his slight touch. He stops at her shoulder, gently grasping the layers of honey hair that lay there before sweeping them over to the other side. His right hand is on her waist next, pulling him close to her, so much so that she can feel his rigid crotch against her yet again. Before he unzips her he takes the time to deliver soft kisses down her neck and shoulder, entranced by each golden fleck he meets along the way.

Their breathing intensifies as her left hand finds the side of his head, needing something to hold onto as he unhurriedly shows his affection for her. As her fingers rake through his strands, his hands are on her zipper, pulling it down until it stops midway down her back. His fingers trace up her newly exposed flesh, sending literal shivers down her spine until his hand finds the short sleeve on her right shoulder. Donna feels his warm breath catch her neck as he slips both dress and bra strap down her bicep, before making light work of the other ones too. She wriggles her limbs out of each tie then as she turns to meet him once again. He detects a devilish glint in her eye and just as the smirk curls at her lips she's dropping her dress to the floor, letting it pool around her feet leaving her in nothing but a lacy black two-piece set.

Harvey swallows back his arousal with a lip-biting grin. Finally able to admire her body as her fingers pop open each of his remaining buttons, her eyes absorbing his naked chest before she snaps herself out of it, pulling the shirt off his shoulders then until he's rid of it completely.

The pair remain staring at each other awhile, the pouring rain outside his windows filling the comfortable silence for them. Their chests are glued together as she looks up at him, considerably shorter now without her heels, something that births a broad smile across his cheeks. With both of their arms now wrapped around the other's back and their noses kissing, the pair share a sigh of relief. A decade-old sigh. And as much as they both wanted to cut to the chase, they also needed this. The intimacy, the holding, the healing.

His lips are engulfing hers a couple of shared breaths later. Their hands gliding up each other's backs, leaving invisible fingerprints everywhere they could. Each of their nerves starving for the other's touch.

Donna heaves out a moan as his fingers work at the clasp of her bra, feeling the release of the fabric seconds later, her plump breasts lowering slightly as gravity kicks in and the material falls to the floor, meeting her dress.

Harvey takes her by the waist again then, ensuring their groins are meeting as the pleasurable ache only builds in his lower abdomen. He can't help but stare at the newly exposed cleavage before him, her nipples already erect as he feels them press into his firm chest whilst he pulls her in for yet another lip-numbing kiss.

The two are all fingers and lips then as they gradually pick up the pace, both equally unable and unwilling to hang about any longer. His hands slide from the dimples in her back, over the lace covering just under half of her ass cheeks as he gives a cheeky squeeze, then onto her thighs before

he crouches down to lift her up, her legs wrapping around his waist on reflex as his actions elicit a brief squeal of delight from his partner.

With her fingers raking through his hair and his mouth teasing her neck, he walks them the couple of steps to his bed. Immediately lowering them both the second his shins meet the side of the mattress.

Her back arches as her bare flesh meets the cold sheets, reminding her of how on fire her body is, also sending her pelvis into his in the process as he hovers above her. She feels yet another burgeoning erection of his press against her centre, yet this time they each only had one layer of thin clothing between them. She moans loudly then, the mere promise of his length against her enough to send her head sinking back into the mattress as her eyes drift shut.

"Like what you ..feel?" he teases, kissing his way up her chest, before pecking her lips once he reaches them.

Her state of arousal denies her any form of verbal response so she just nods at him lazily, before closing her lids once again as he makes his way back down her neck, his lips finally getting to meet her fully naked breasts for the first time that night. He feels her nails scrape his scalp as his tongue toys with her nipple, snaking over its hardened form before wrapping his lips around it and fervidly sucking the flesh. His right hand blindly finds her other breast soon afterwards, his thumb flicking against the nerves in her nipple as his tongue slowly does the same her other. All the while, him slow grinding against her is causing each of their muscles down south to clench as their aches for one another grow ten fold.

"Harv-eyyy.." Donna whines in her highest pitch squeal yet as her toes curl into the linen underneath them, the nerves inside her legs dancing about sporadically. Her hands are still gripping his hair as he switches between breasts, admiring them both equally.

He senses her impatience is building with his own then as he grins against her, allowing her to sense his smug Cheshire Cat smirk greeting her skin, even with her eyes closed.

He drags himself up to her level then, sucking on her neck as his right elbow supports his weight over her whilst his left hand sneaks down between her breasts, his fingers stepping their way along her long, flat abdomen, until they cease movement at the elastic of her underwear, just for a second so she'll open her eyes and look at him. Which she does, with an almost warning glare as he knows he's testing her patience now. And his own. With a lick of his lips just before bruising them with hers, his hand drops even further, his fingers pressing into her through the lace. She swallows the low growl he emits once he realises how wet the fabric is.

"Me too." he chuckles into her, making her roll her eyes in faux annoyance as a smile cracks at her mouth, exposing her shiny teeth.

"Well what are you gonna do about it!?" she breaths out lazily.

They share a smirk before she's pushing him downwards, sending him on his next mission to shed her of her last item of clothing.

Harvey does so without further hesitation, both his hands landing on her hips, fingers gripping the material as she pushes her ass upwards, allowing him to slide them right off her long limbs. He quickly removes the rest of his clothing while he's up, never taking his gaze off of her, not missing Donna's eyes find sudden added interest in his lower half.

"Like what you ..see?" he breaths out hot and heavy in the same cocky tone as he had just moments earlier.

She sends him a cheeky smirk as he lays himself on top of her again, the candlelight exposing his incredibly dilated pupils, "I've seen worse.." she replies with a forced nonchalance, when really the feel of him against her, now both fully naked, has her skin flushing from peach to pink.

"Oh yeah?" he teases, squeezing her waist with his left hand then, forcing a girlish giggle from her before they return to a more solemn stare, in acknowledgement of what was about to happen.

He sends her a sweet smile then, cocking his head slightly to the right as he brushes lips with her, before she's pulling him in, deepening the kiss, both pressing themselves against one another. He pulls back then, his eyes asking her if she was ready, her glistening pair responding positively and eagerly.

He inhales a steady breath, straightening himself up on top of her more. She widens her legs, feeling the head of his penis teasing her throbbing centre, enticing a pleasurable sigh to fall from her mouth.

He's waiting for her eye contact then, their faces a mere few inches apart as she meets his gaze again. Then just like last time, but this time even better, he's slowly slipping into her. Easing in gently, gauging her response appeasingly, thrusting in and out gradually. Her walls finally around him again after over a decade almost enough to have him unravel inside her right then and there. But he holds it back, for them both, but mostly for her.

She's soon bucking against him, meeting him with each thrust, the feeling of him inside her again, stretching her in the most desirable way possible, almost too much for her to come to terms with as the euphoria hits and her already dimmed vision is now hindered further by miniscule black and white spots. Her body feels alive again, each hair on end, each goose bump emerging, each nerve electrifying and every vein and artery pumping both hot and cold shivers throughout her body.

She's pulling his head towards her then, just needing to hold onto him. His forehead rests beside her ear as her lips find his neck, her teeth soon nipping at his shoulder, telling him he can pump faster, harder, which he does. Both of them working simultaneously in no time at all, effortlessly obtaining ultimate satisfaction.

"Donn.." he groans into her neck after a few more minutes, looking up every now and then to latch his own heavy eyes with hers. He knows he isn't going to last much longer, so he slides his hand down to her now swollen clit, flicking over the burning bundle of nerves, easing out her orgasm as her back arches, throwing her body into his again, her legs turning to jelly yet tightening around him all the same.

"Come.." he nips at her left nipple with a heated breath, "for.." he sucks at the pulse point on her neck, "me." he breaths out above her mouth before crashing his lips to hers, still enthusiastically massaging her where she needed it the most, his thumb rubbing against her pulsating flesh in conjunction with each thrust until finally, a high, slow cry is tumbling from her trembling lips and his name is a broken whine croaking from her throat as she rides out her overdue orgasm with his final few thrusts.

A shattering roar of thunder silences the pelting rain for a moment, before a fork of lightning puts the candles to shame and both pairs of semi-hooded eyes meet. She numbly raises her left hand to his face, her index finger tracing his jawline before her twitch of a smile tells him to continue.

He's kissing her hot, flushed cheeks next as her fingers rake down his back, holding him tight, readying them both for his own euphoria next. He's only seconds behind her once he hears his name leave her mouth again, low and seductive this time as she recomposes herself as much as possible. They share a mingled breath as he spills into her, both feeling the release of something he's had inside him, just for her, since the morning after their last time.

Her hands finally let go of his back as he lifts himself from his head-resting position in the crook of her neck, both of them now decorated in a light gleam of sweat, panting and dazed. He kisses her softly before pulling out even softer and falls on his back beside her, his head only just smacking against the pillow before he turns to look at her. She's looking at the ceiling, regaining control of her senses when one of those senses picks up on his boyish gaze. She meets his stare with a girlish smile of her own. A smile that pulls his hand towards her rib cage and him towards her.

"What the hell took us so long?" he pants, caressing the skin under her breast.

Donna lets out an exaggerated chuckle then, "Hmm.. I have no idea!" she muses sarcastically, pressing her index finger into his chest semi-accusingly, with a hearty smirk.

"I'm an idiot, Donna. I'm sorry." he offers with warm eyes and an added somber.

She presses her lip into thin smile, "We're both sorry idiots."

The pair feel the chill caused by the power outage then, the only thing keeping them warm before being the passionate sex. Harvey pulls up the throw-over that was laying below their feet and they snuggle into it together. They stare at each other awhile then, sharing a knowing gaze, both captivated by the person laying opposite them, but also both realising they were laying next to their best friend, naked, after making love. Without the sex to fill the silence, the pelting rain and whistling winds outside his bedroom seemed even louder. He notices her eye contact falter a bit as a bashful smile hijacks her face. He just smirks in awe, licking his lips as his hand traces up her figure before coming to a stop over her freckle rich shoulder. He takes one of her now messed locks that was hanging over her neck and loosely wraps it around his index finger, beaming over at her, "Curls suit you."

Donna looks for the even bigger grin behind his usual grin that always tells her he's teasing her, but her breath sharpens when she doesn't find it. But instead of showing just how much his endearing comment affected her, she rolls her eyes smiling, not wanting to give into his charm so easily. Turns out some habits would need more time to break.

She plants her hand on his neck then as she glares up at him, "Being whipped suits you." she quips with an extended left brow.

"Being covered in whipped cream suits you." he playfully gibes back without missing a beat, wriggling in even closer to her until their naked bodies are cemented together once more. His left leg nuzzling in between both of hers as he extends his right arm across her pillow, signaling her to cuddle into his chest, which she does. His arm wraps around her shoulder then as his fingers play connect the dots with the bouquet of freckles that reside there.

"Mmm," she hums into him, warmly kissing his chest and caressing the flesh there with her fingernails, "I have a craving for Harvey flavoured whipped cream.." she whispers, her tongue snaking out as she kisses his right peck, jut above the nipple.

He squirms against her then, memories of that night flooding back in for the millionth time since it happened. His lips twitch as he clears his throat, his chin resting above her forehead, "Don't you mean a whipped cream flavoured Harvey..?"

"Nope." she sighs adamantly, smirking lightly as her eyes shut against him.

Her assertion leaves his brows furrowing, before he's pressing his lips together and holding his breath, trying his best to suppress his giggles, but once his face is burning with lack of oxygen he's bursting out laughing at a certain thought. He feels her lashes flutter back open against his skin then.

Donna shoots her head up towards him, chuckling herself at the sight before her, his true laugh never failing to give her butterflies, "What?"

"Nothing." he grins, biting his lip and shaking his head as he squeezes her even tighter, leaning in for a kiss which she sharply blocks with her finger.

"Uh-uh mister, spill!" Her hazel daggers are enough to make him confess straight away.

"Okay okay.." he mutters, still chuckling, "Is that why you always put whipped cream in your coffee?" he smashes his lips together, hopelessly failing at hiding his all too pleased grin before he finishes, "So you can taste me?"

Her mouth is agape with shock, trying not to show her amused grin, but also failing miserably, "Oh you did not just-" she giggles , using her palm on his chest to support her body as she pushes herself up slightly, eager to get a better look at him, a double take on his annoyingly handsome smug smirk.

"Oh but I did.."

"I have never met such an arrogant asshole, you know that?" she states, tapping under his collar bone with her maroon fingernail as another unsuppressed giggle escapes her.

"You love me though." he adds proudly, now fully confident in being able to say it, knowing that it's true.

"Mmm.." she hums with a lazy faux frown, "for now at least."

He squeezes her into him them, wrapping both arms around her, collecting a kiss before she settles into the crook of his neck.

She hears him breathing in then as his lips part, "Seriously though.. I'm pretty sure I have some in the fridge.."

His voice was so hopeful and suggestive, she finds it impossible to resist, or to even pretend to resist. She looks up at him again, her mischievous eyes reflecting his own, "What are you waiting for? A signed agreement? Go get it!" she commands, excitedly patting his chest.

Her orders have him biting his lip with a smirk that makes him look ten years younger. Without much delay he's throwing the blanket off of himself and hopping out of the bed butt naked.

"Mmmph!" she sings in admiration, humming as she cocks her head to watch and follow his tight ass as it saunters out into the darkened kitchen, something that only swells his head as he looks back to her with faux disapproval.

He returns soon after and enthusiastically strides over to the bed, watching her every feature as he does so, grinning at her curling smile when she realises where he's holding the can, "Get shy all of a sudden?" she teases, nodding towards where she should be able to see his manhood but instead her line of sight meets a large container of whipped cream.

Harvey grins shyly when she calls him out, wondering how he ever expected her not to. He clears his throat and frowns lightly, "No.." He tosses her the can then, knowing her sharp reflexes wouldn't miss it.

Her arms jump to catch it, the cool plastic hitting against her palms distracting her until she looks back up to find him standing there fully exposed, smirking at her. She wonders how she'll ever get used to seeing her best friend standing in front of her stark naked, but then again she's also not even sure if she ever wants to get used to it, reckoning she would already miss those butterflies if they ever disappeared.

He's jumping back in beside her before she can give it another moments thought. He hovers over her then, kissing her passionately as his left hand stealthily pulls back the light sheet she was wrapped in, just until her breasts and torso were revealed enough. He leans too close then and the cold can in between them presses against his abs causing him to flinch backwards, only slightly breaking the kiss before they share a chuckle and he's soon sending wet smooches down her jaw and neck.

Just as his eyes fall shut they're opening again a second later when he hears a squelching sound coming from in between them. He feels the substance on his lower neck then, cold and already starting to drip onto her collar bone beneath him.

She chuckles as he pushes himself up to get a better look at the mini mess she created. He looks to her then, all of his teeth showing as she snickers up at him all too smugly.

"Oh, so that's how you wanna play it then, Ms. Paulsen?" His eyes are lit up with a devilish glare that sends a light chill of trepidation through her.

"Harveyyy.." she warns as he begins to shift above her, snatching the can from her grasp before she can utter another syllable of protest.

"All's fair in love and war, Donna." he taunts, holding his arm up vertically as she stretches to grab it off of him, all wriggles and giggles underneath him as her nerves bubble over in anticipation of his next move.

"Harvey!" she squeals as he manages to pin both her arms together under his free one.

Before she can sweat it out any longer he's lowering the can, squirting her on the nose first, before she stops squinting her eyes and looks up at him in disbelief, "Oh.. you did not!" she laughs.

He's looking at her like she's prey next, sobering her up a bit, the happy endorphins rushing to her brain making her drunk on love. "What, have I got something on my face?" she jokes.

He licks his lips and lowers his face to hers, kissing her nose and licking the cream up before he finishes.

She pulls one of her arms free then, wiping her nares as she feels a tickle, "You tryna get some up my nose again? Don't you remember last time? I'll have you know I was sneezing whipped cream for a week!"

Harvey just cackles lightly in response, the vivid memory of him trying to squirt the creamy substance into her mouth but getting some of it up her nostrils instead and sending their younger selves into a fit of laughter, just as it was now, returning.

"Gimme that before you take my eye out next!" she demands, raising a brow as her feigned frown crumbles, giving rise to a smile that forms arrow-head indents in each rosy cheek.

He obeys and lets go of the can. Watching carefully, cautiously even, as she brings it between them, reading her facial expression, trying to detect if she was wearing a poker face, acting innocent when she was really planning her revenge. But instead she just speaks in a low, seductive whisper that sends hot jolts of electricity down south, "Open your mouth, Mr. Specter."

Mr. Specter does as he's told, parting his lips in eager wait of her next move. He's put at ease when she inserts the nozzle into his mouth, pressing down until he's had his fill of cream. He swallows back the white substance with pitch black eyes. His brows now furrowing with intrigue as she offers the can to him next, without breaking eye contact, opening her mouth with a quirked brow when he takes the bottle. She giggles at how impressed he looks, like he just won the lottery, unaware that his boyish delight is mainly due to the fact that he gets to have first control over the whipped cream, this time. Her laughter vibrates through him and she can feel his shaft stiffening against her, causing her abdomen to contract as she swallows back the thirst she develops for him in that moment.

Harvey decides to quench that thirst with something else then as he brings the tip of the can to her lips, carefully squirting a generous amount over her tongue, ensuring to stay away from her nose this time. Before she has the chance to swallow it back he's descending down for a kiss, or more like a taste. His tongue sweeps out over hers as their lips collide, both sliding against one another as the cream is shared. She moans into his mouth then before they both swallow it down with kisses.

She opens her hooded eyes to find him leaning back, straddling himself over her. He gives her a cheeky smirk as the cold cream meets her erect nipples next, covering them both equally. Her fingers are clenching the bed sheets as his next serving has the nozzle sliding down her abdomen, stopping just above her bellybutton. The cold cream against her skin gives rise to goose bumps, as the act itself elicits a few moan-like sighs from the redhead. His next stop however, has her eyes rolling to the back of her head, forcing her lids shut tight as her head pushes into the pillow. He tosses the can to the other side of the bed afterwards, taking a moment to admire his artwork.

"Hey, it looks like a smiley face!" he declares, all too amused as he observes the nipples as eyes, the line down her abdomen as the nose and the semi-circle pattern over her bikini line, as the smile.

She rolls her eyes at his low level of maturity in that moment before she looks down at her body, "Hey, it actually does!" she hums in agreement, almost sounding impressed, before she shoots him a glance, "Now how about you get to work on that smile, huh?"

He doesn't need to be asked twice, quickly pushing himself off of her legs so he can reposition himself between them. He wastes no time, sweeping his arms under her thighs so he can hold her in place and support himself as he gets to work. Firstly kissing her inner thighs, his warm breath only adding to the heat down there. Her sighs encourage him to move upwards and start licking away the cream he spread just above her centre. He slowly and skillfully laps up his design, literally wiping the smile off her -face. He senses her growing impatience then as her legs begin to squirm and she starts breathing heavily. Before long he's burying his face between her lips, his nose nuzzling her clit, almost unbearably. The feeling all but sending her over the edge as his lips and tongue work away over her folds.

He can taste her with the whipped cream now and it sends him into a tranquil state, moaning into her groin, the vibrations reverberating through her entire body as her lower muscles begin to jolt, currents of electricity coursing through them. "Harvv-eyyy.." she whines, gasping as he deepens his mouth into her before paying full attention to her centre then, sliding his tongue out over the sensitive flesh between sucking and kissing.

She's soon near climax so he pulls back, not wanting his game to end just yet. Besides, he knows it'll make her orgasm even more sensatiable when it finally does come.

Harvey hauls himself upwards next, hearing her cursing him under her hazy breath for dragging it out. His tongue snakes out above her bellybutton, gliding upwards in one fowl swoop as he licks up the straight line. He looks at her face then, her cheeks threatening to blush over entirely as her eyes open to meet his.

She smirks at him then, lazily, but with satisfaction nonetheless. He presses his mouth to her left nipple as he looks up at her, tongue teasing the flesh as it meets the smooth paste, swallowing it back before erotically tugging at the unearthed nipple before his kisses soothe it over. He repeats the same actions for the other breast, only speeding up his oral activities slightly as he hears her rapidly developing impatience, "Fuck me.." she grumbles, cursing both him and herself.

"Soon, I promise." he mumbles teasingly, with a mouthful of breast.

"Very.." she whines on an inhale as he nips at her flesh, "funny.." she exhales.

"Ohh," He peers his head up at her then, removing his left hand from her right breast as he uses it to pull himself up to her eye level, landing random kissing up her chest and neck on the way. When he has her pupils locking with his he smirks down at her, "I wasn't joking one bit." He rocks his groin into hers then, allowing her to feel his fresh erection against the apex of her thigh.

"Oooh," she moans with delight at the stiff sensation rubbing against her smooth skin, "Horsey wants another ride, huh?"

"Always." he assures, sliding his fingers back down her body, gladly assigning his thumb to her clit while his index and middle finger slide into her, knowing how wet she was from his recent oral travels.

Her back is arching upwards again, pushing their abdomens together as his thumb flicks over her heated, throbbing centre. Once again, he waits until she's nearly about to come undone, "You almost there yet?" he inquires after a number of pumps as he kisses her neck, he knew she was.

"Uh-huh.." She can barely muster up the strength to even mutter her answer as his left hand does what it does best.

Once what he already knows is confirmed, he's sliding his hand out of her gently, stopping the sexual ministrations as he glides his hand down her thigh, caressing the heated flesh.

"What the hell, Harv-" he cuts her off with a kiss, one that fills her taste buds and scent with her own bodily aroma letting her taste herself off of his lips. Her dissatisfaction morphs into the opposite then as he presses his hardened shaft against her wet centre. She knows he's teasing out her orgasm, waiting until the very last moment to finish her off, she knows it'll be worth it too, but it doesn't make it any less torturous.

"It'll be worth the wait." he smirks into her lips before pulling back. His eyes land on a few strands of auburn hair that lay scattered across her cheek now. Raising a hand, he tenderly sweeps them behind her ear and kisses her gently.

She smiles back at him through misty, aroused eyes before he fixes himself on top of her, "I know."

The relentless rain continues tapping away at the windows behind his bed as the candles burn through their wicks, their glow diminishing somewhat by now.

Harvey's right hand finds her left as his spare one lands on her waist, holding him in place. Their fingers quickly interlock as her right hand lands on his shoulder blade, her fingers gliding over a few tiny moles that lay there.

They share another electric gaze as his tip teases her clit before he slides his lower half downwards, smoothly shuffling about before sinking into her with ease.

She gasps at the pleasurable arrival inside her, settling into her warmth before slowly rocking in and out, her wetness enabling him to pick up speed quite quickly. Her knuckles turn white as she clenches her fingers around his, while he presses their now molded palms into his pillow.

"Donn-ahh.." he groans against her neck as she bucks into him, her back arching as her orgasm rises again, desperate to escape her this time.

"Harvveyy." she pants between pumps, which is when he decides to put his free hand to better use, sliding it from her hip to her clit, letting his digits tease out her euphoric state, working in effortless conjunction with each thrust inside of her.

Both actions are too much for her then and she's almost doubling over as the heavenly sensation runs through her entire body, if not soul. His name is a thankful cry calling from her lips then as she verbally expresses her sexual beatitude. Her outburst is enough to have him following suit and he lets go, his juices spilling into her as he releases a sigh of relief, panting as he rests his head over the crevice of her neck, their sweat soaked skin temporarily gluing them together.

Harvey takes another moment before he pulls out of her slowly. He lays there awhile, on top of her, while they both find their breath again. He's mindful of his weight and uses his left arm against the mattress to hold himself up, to relieve some of the pressure off his partner.

Her fingers begin running movements up and down his spine, slowly and lazily, as she stares at the ceiling, gradually regaining her energy as she rests, her body tingling all over as the pleasurable aches begin to set in.

There's another few minutes of silence before he stirs on top of her, finally releasing his fingers from hers, their palms now undeniably sweaty. He pulls his body upwards to be level with hers as he lays beside her, his arms engulfing her slender frame after he adjusts the sheet back on top of them, tucking it in under her side as she nestles into him.

She lets outs a heavy breath then, warming his chest, before he feels her smirking against him at his next statement, "I told you it was worth the wait."

"You did." she mumbles gleefully before a light yawn escapes her.

"Can't handle the stallion?" he prods, squeezing her even tighter as he light-heartedly mocks her.

Donna chuckles against him, never surprised at how big his ego could be sometimes. But tearing it down, when deserved, was a fun hobby she had picked up through the years, "Oh trust me.." she assures in a low tone, "he's nothing I can't tame.. I've had wilder.. I've 'broken in' worse.." she teases in her deep seductive voice that she was enjoying getting to use on him in the bedroom, his lascivious reaction giving her kicks every time. Really, Harvey more than delivered in the downstairs department, in fact he almost over delivered, but she wasn't about to tell him that anytime soon.

"Hmm, I bet." he agrees playfully, smirking against her forehead before leaving a sweet kiss there as they wrap themselves even tighter together.

She forgoes the urge to scold him and instead lets the sounds around her soothingly sing her to sleep; a new band composed of rain, wind and his peaceful breathing, playing a harmonious melody for her ears only.

Just as she's about to succumb to a dream-like state she feels his own wistful words warm her face and heart, "I can't wait to do this for the rest of the weekend," he pauses before whispering towards her more solemnly, "and our lives."

"Me too." she whispers back before inhaling, smiling sweetly as she sighs lightly, "I love you Harvey."

She senses him grin against her as his heart races under her palm, "I love you too, Donna."

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Hope you enjoyed that lengthy 'one-shot'.. I may add another chapter of the morning after and maybe their first day back at work, depending how this goes down! Please feel free to let me know what you thought, and thanks for reading :)