One More Time (Posted 1 December 2011)

"You know," Mike said the next morning, "sometimes after I watch Harry Potter I start speaking with an English accent." It was a Saturday and they were lying in Harvey's bed. Mike had his head on Harvey's chest and could feel strong fingers running through his hair.

Harvey glanced down at him, extremely confused. "What?"

"And I start to sing everything after I see a musical."

"Why are you telling me this?" He asked, remembering witnessing both of those for himself. Had it been anyone else, he would have found it annoying. But watching Mike do it was amusing and entertaining.

"How often do you watch Star Trek?"

Harvey raised his eyebrows. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"You watch it every day, don't you." Mike guessed with a smirk.

"Not everyday."

Mike gave him an incredulous look. "You can't lie to me, Harvey."

"I'm not lying," Harvey insisted, "I spent the whole day with you yesterday, so I didn't watch any then."

Mike laughed. "Why do you like it so much?"

"Why do you not like it?"

"I don't not like it. I'm neutral about it."

"So why the sudden interest?"

"Who's your favorite character?"

"Captain Kirk, of course."

"Really?" Mike didn't believe it at all.

"Who would lie about something like that?"

Mike shrugged. "I just thought maybe you were more of a Spock kind of guy."

"Well, yeah. Spock's great. But Kirk is the man."

"Did you ever notice any kind of... similarities between you and Spock?"

Harvey furrowed his brow. "No."

"Harvey, you once told me I was being 'illogical.' The night you asked me out, you called me 'fascinating' and I'm pretty sure you threw an 'indeed' in there somewhere as well. You raise your eyebrow at everything, chocolate gets you drunk, and our first kiss included some very intense hand-holding. I'm also pretty sure you completed some form of Kolinahr with the way you act like you have no emotions."

"You think I'm a Vulcan?"

"What? No, don't be ridiculous. I think you think you're a Vulcan."

"And what if I am?" Harvey said seriously.

Mike rolled his eyes, but pushed himself up to kiss him quickly. "It wouldn't change how I feel about you."

Harvey smiled. "Good to know." He saw Mike smile back at him and realized there was something he needed to say. "You know I do have emotions, right? Otherwise I wouldn't be in love with you."

"Well, obviously, I-" Mike's eyes widened. "What did you say?"

"I think you heard me."

"Harvey... we've only been together for a month."

"Exactly, we've been together three weeks and six days longer than any of my previous relationships."

"Do you really love me?"

"I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it."

Mike searched his eyes for any sign that this could be some kind of sick joke. He found only sincerity and adoration. "I love you too..."

"I thought so." Harvey's smile deepened as he kissed Mike, rolling them over so he was on top of him.

"Are you sure you're not a Vulcan?," Mike said as Harvey kissed his neck.

"Pretty sure," Harvey answered.

"So... no pon farr then?" Mike asked, kind of disappointed.

Harvey chuckled against Mike, sending short vibrations bursting across his skin. "Sorry, no. But we can pretend."

As Harvey grabbed the waistband of Mike's pajamas, he was suddenly stopped by a pair of hands on his. He looked up, waiting for an explanation.

"Harvey," Mike whispered, "you're... um... you're the only guy I've ever been with. So... I mean you don't have to be too gentle, but..."

Harvey moved himself back up to face Mike, his body between Mike's legs as he planted a small kiss on his forehead. "Mike, I'd never hurt you. Whether it's our first time or our hundredth, if you're uncomfortable, tell me to stop and I will."

Mike nodded, unable to speak. He felt Harvey move back down and remove his pants, placing all his trust in him. It was obvious to him now that, despite the things that were quite Vulcan about him, Harvey had a lot of emotion under the façade he showed the world and was very much human.